ELEA
(5 years later)
I ran as fast as I could, as fast as Liam could.
My little son, the reason for my existence, was no less than four years old and there was no way I could leave him behind to die at the hands of these hunters. Rogues, like us, were often hunted and executed by the territorial Alphas, and given the way these soldiers were hounding us, I knew it would be no different.
“To the left, to the left!” Someone shouted behind me as footsteps pounded closer and closer.
These were no men; they were shifter werewolves. Speed, agility and scent tracking were built within them and thus, besting them in a hunt with a child on the run would be next to impossible.
But giving up was not an option for me, for us.
I kept running, hoping against hope for a miracle, sprinting into the depths of the forests.
As the thick canopy of the forest overhead dimmed the light of the sun, my heart pounded against my chest, each beat echoing in my ears.
“Mama…I…can’t…” Liam panted as I held his tiny hand tightly in mine.
I found a thick bush of shrubs and quickly dragged him down to catch a breath.
“Baby, I need you to be strong, okay?” I whispered, taking his face in my hands.
“But why are we running, mama?”
“Liam, it’s a game, you know? And we have to win this game. If we get caught, we lose. Do you want to lose the game?”
The sound of heavy footfalls of the pursuers drew nearer as the raging voice of their commands reverberated through the trees. They were close, I could feel it.
“I will try, mama.” My heart broke at his words. But what choice did I have?
The more I ran, it appeared that the forest seemed to swallow me whole as the dense foliage obscured the path and made it difficult to see more than a few feet ahead.
“There! We got another!” Hollered a male voice as another howl echoed.
“Mama!” Liam lost his balance and fell forward as I quickly picked him up.
“It’s okay, I got you,” I said. I scooped him up in my arms and started running.
The fear of getting caught by the werewolves was so terrifying that it drove me forward even though every fibre of my being screamed for rest. Thankfully, the adrenaline coursing through my veins was still heightened as I kept running.
Soon, my legs were beginning to burn with exhaustion.
“Moon Goddess, please give me the strength!” I prayed.
Without sparing a glance at the back, I dashed ahead when a sudden break in the trees offered a glimpse of a clear sky. Maybe, we were finally getting out of the forest. With renewed determination, I pushed myself harder, bursting through the trees and into a small clearing, gasping for breath and finally skidded to a halt.
As desperate as I was to escape, I stumbled upon a layer of thick root and paid the price. I fell face first, but somehow managed to save Liam from the fall.
“Mama, are you okay?” Liam panicked, crawling to sit by my side as I whimpered through the gasps of pain. The ache throbbed with each heartbeat while I struggled to get onto my feet.
But it was a little too late.
Raging footsteps approached like thunderstorms and in an instant, the rogue hunters surrounded us like predators ready to pounce on the prey. My blood rocketed with adrenaline anew as I struggled to kick free from the hold.
“We have got another one!” shouted the bearded one.
“Liam!” I screamed, watching helplessly as the other one got to my son.
“Mama!”
Rage, passion and horror exploded, and I tried to bite on my captor’s arm, tasting rust from breaking flesh.
"Quiet, bitch!” He cursed and then slapped me so hard that I almost lost my vision for a couple of seconds.
“Let him go, please! I beg you! Please!” I cried. There was no way I could outnumber these hunters and my pride was not above my son’s life.
“Mama!” Liam screamed from that man’s hold, crying and terrified.
“Five rogues in one day,” grinned one of them. “Alpha will be delighted.”
“Who knows, he might even award us,” added another one.
Another heavy footstep stomped closer as these men turned around in unison. When the figure came into view, he looked much more formidable than all these men combined. For a second I thought he was the alpha until I heard them addressing him.
“Chief Alex,” nodded one of the hunters.
“What is going on here?” He demanded, his eyes scanning from Liam to the rest.
"We caught the last rogue bitch escaping,” said the bearded one.
“What happened to the other rogues?”
“Well, three of them died fighting while the other one is badly injured and won't survive long. We only managed to get this bitch on time.”
He swept a glance at me, almost impassive, and then jerked his chin at Liam. “Who is this?”
“It’s hers. What do we do with him?”
“We have no use for this child, chief,” interrupted the hunter holding Liam hostage. “Let him be abandoned in the forest and the wild animals can take care of the rest.”
I struggled frantically in my captor’s hold at the proposition but before I could act on it, the Chief took the call.
“Take the boy along with her,” he ordered.
“But chief—”
He silenced the man with a hard look. “The alpha will make the call and not us. Put the blindfold on and bring them along—unharmed.”
“Yes, Chief.”
For the briefest moment, I sighed in relief before they slapped a blindfold on me. My hands were tied in front but at least they had given Liam to me, who was by now so terrified that he could barely speak a word and sniffled silently, burying his head into my lap.
“Shh. It’s okay, It’s okay,” I cajoled him as we were bundled into a vehicle and transported down the rough terrain.
I did not know what awaited me and my son, but for the time being, I was glad to live to fight for the next day. I had never been the one to back out from a fight, to do whatever it takes to survive any adversity, and I have had my fair share since the day I came to know that I had conceived.
It was never meant to be.
But the day Liam was born, I knew that he was everything that I ever loved and that has ever been mine. And thus, there was no looking back. I could die for my son, and I could kill for him too.
XXX
Almost half an hour later, the vehicle screeched to a halt. Deprived of my vision, my ears strained to filter out the various sounds, trying to gauge my predicament. The Westbrook forest was one of the largest ones, and the Alphas of the adjoining lands were quite wary of the rogue wolves. While I had never been part of the notorious band, I was still a ‘rogue’ given the way my pack cast me out into the wild, my father being the orchestrator of my fate.
Someone yanked us roughly out of the vehicle, herding us like wild animals. “C’mon, bitch, move it!” Liam held onto me tightly and I put up a brave demeanour for my son. It was only when we were thrown into some place, with damp walls and rough floor, that the men were kind enough to take off my blindfold and cut off the ties.
The iron bars were slammed shut, leaving us. I quickly scrambled to my son, embracing him. “Liam, Liam, are you okay?” I asked, checking if he was hurt.
“Mama, I am scared,” he whimpered, looking around.
“It’s okay, my boy. It’s alright,” I soothed.
His innocent blue eyes looked up into my face. “Did we lose the game, mama?”
I managed to smile. “No, dear. It’s…just a different game. But don’t you worry, sweetheart.”
“Who are those people? Are they bad?”
I took his face in my hands, cradling those soft cheeks in my palms. “Liam, just know this—no matter what happens, I will be by your side, okay? Whether we win or we lose. You don’t have to be scared at all.”
He absorbed my words, nodding a little. “But I don’t like this place, mama.”
“It’s just temporary, Liam. I will find a way out of here. Soon.”
I did not know what time of the day it was, or how many hours had ticked since we were taken, but the sudden sound of footsteps alerted my senses. Even though I had lost my wolf all those years ago, I could still hear better than most humans.
Two men from earlier stomped inside, ordering, “Get up, bitch!”
“What’s happening?” I asked.
“Our Alpha is here.”
When my eyes darted behind them, I felt as if the world had stopped moving on its axis and time stood still. A face so familiar yet a stranger. If it were not for those blue eyes and golden hair, I would have been convinced that he was someone else and not the man I knew from the night all those years ago.
The fated mate I rejected without so much a thought.
The man whose genes my son shared so accurately that even his narrowed eyes saw the similarity as soon as he spotted Liam who was trying to hide behind me.
Landon Knox.
He was then looking at me with an expression so intense that I nearly recoiled. The light in his blue eyes was quickly replaced by something dark, something lethal. The boyish charm of his ‘Casanova’ days was all gone, replaced by the ruthlessness of his formidable demeanour.
“This is the bitch we caught alive, Alpha,” the man behind him informed. “I am sure she has the whereabouts of—”
“Leave.” His voice was calm, the kind of calm before a storm that is meant to destroy everything in its wake while his raging sight was trained on me.
The soldier was confused, looking between us. “But Alpha—”
“I said, leave!” The force of his words was so powerful, so lethal, the roar echoed around the walls like a warning, making the soldiers jump a few steps back and scurry away.
And then it was just us.
Landon, I and the son he never knew existed.
ELEA I watched, not breathing, not even blinking, as the mate I had abandoned, the man I had declined all those years ago, without reason, without meaning and beyond rationality, stood before me, staring right into my eyes. I did not know if it was the weight of my mistake or the threat in his eyes, but I almost recoiled until the small fingers of Liam clutching my dress tighter jolted me a little from my dazed state. Instinctively, I pulled him closer and behind me. It was only then Landon’s shocked gaze fell on him. And it widened. The recognition instantly flared, glowing brightly in his orbs, and I knew he saw it. Liam looked like Landon in so many ways, and not just those shiny golden curls on his head or the silvery orbs of his eyes, but in every manner and from every angle, he was the spitting image of his biological father. So much so, that Liam was a living, breathing reminder of that night five years ago. An eerie silence pressed heavy, almost choking the life out
LANDON “Now, that’s a good girl,” I said, noting how she seethed from within at the condescending tone. In the shortest time I have seen her, I knew she hated being patronized. I smirked at that. “If only you were obedient enough to know that servants should not look at the Master directly unless permission is given. But since I am in a generous mood today, I’d allow this once. Next time, you will be punished accordingly.” Her amber irises glowed brightly like the sun and I could see her wolf was raging to take over. There was no way I would believe that this woman was anything less than an Alpha. My equal. But to have her admit her identity was another challenge I had stored for another day. “I am not your fuc—” she paused, swallowing. “I am not your servant.” “Good catch.” I smiled and then leaned down to grab her chin. “I have half a mind to drag you out of here and declare in front of my pack that you are the new slave, so little siren, don’t tempt me. My generosity will o
ELEA I was again being taken to another room, with my blindfold on, roughly being dragged to unknown hallways and three flights of stairs. I could sense that I was made to walk the same place twice because I caught a distinct scent several times, all thanks to my unique gift of Alpha genes. Our genetic characteristics were always superior to any other average shifters, giving us an edge over others. The idiot who was dutifully trudging me around had no idea that I was no ordinary rogue. I carried alpha genes in my veins, and it would probably take me a few good seconds to pin him down on the floor and beat the hell out of him. But I was no fool either. My energy was reserved for something better. After tedious long minutes of dwindling, I was delivered into a room and the blindfold was removed. “Liam!” I hollered, rushing over to the couch where my son happily played with noisy video games and whatnot. “Mama!” He screamed giddily, crashing into my arms. And everything in t
LANDONUnspoken emotions crackled like summer storms for the longest time until I slowly trained myself to breathe easier. As much as I would like to shift right now, to hunt, to maim and to kill, I knew I had to be somewhere. I have a son, a child who was such a splitting image as I was, I could not believe my eyes. My phone beeped with Alex’s message, informing me that my order had been well carried out and Liam was made comfortable in one of the guest rooms on the second floor. I looked down at the watch, knowing it would take Elea some time to be delivered to my room. And I could not tame the restlessness of seeing my boy. So, I headed down, marching towards the guest room and as soon as I cracked open the door, the boy turned around to face me. He was visibly strained for his age, with wide eyes looking over my shoulder, expecting his mother. And it broke my heart a little when he found out that I was alone. With a warm smile, I slowly approached and joined him on the couch.
LANDONLuke was no match for her wolf, I knew that. But she was proud, graceful and beautiful—just like her human. As soon as I intercepted her flawed escape plan and had her sedated by one of my trusted warriors, I handed Liam over to Alicia with strict instructions that no one enter his room apart from her.It was a little difficult to make Liam understand, all the more reason I avoided attacking Elea in front of Liam so that she could not pollute his mind any more than she already did. But Liam was smart enough to sense that he was being duped.Thankfully, Alicia was well-equipped to handle him. Soon, exhaustion and hunger consumed him. After his belly was full, the boy fell asleep.Striding back to my room, when I opened the door and saw her in the little bit of morning light that was streaming through the lace curtains, every rational thought slipped out. There was a certain sense of déjà vu having her in my bed after all these years. I took in her sleeping form, long cinnamon br
ELEAIf I could breathe fire, I would have burned down this whole bloody place to ashes. Instead, I was down on my knees and scrubbing a toilet. For Fate’s sake, I have Alpha blood running in my veins. I was most definitely not meant to clean a toilet. But I was not ready to give Landon the satisfaction to see me break. He had already humiliated me this morning once when he let the maid inside the bedroom after ripping off my clothes and rendering me naked to his eyes. So, I would not give him any more satisfaction than he already had. Flashback:The maid entered and her eyes fell on me, letting out an involuntary gasp. "Alpha, I am sorry, I can…I mean…come back later,” she said and, in an instant, turned around.Landon, as nonchalant as ever, said, “That won’t be necessary.”She nodded, flicking a glance at us as I struggled to cover myself with my hands. She strode across the room, gathering the tray and glass abandoned near the fireplace before bowing to him and advancing toward
ELEAI was growing impatient by the second. A day passed by, and I did not see Liam. Actually, I was not allowed to see Liam until the asshole thought he could trust me. And it was no easy feat to regain his trust after all that I had pulled. Looking back, I knew it was risky. But I should have known Landon was no fool. And now he was a man on a mission to make my life miserable. It was bad enough that I had deliberately hidden his son for years and denied him the identity of his heir, I had also rejected him and taken off. But five years ago, things were different. I could still endure his wrath and deal with his brutish behaviour as retribution for denying him, rather than letting him find out my identity. There was no idea I could tell him that I belonged to a pack he loathed his entire life, and that night was meant to be something else. Truth be told, my entire life changed the night I found out that I was pregnant. And deep down, I knew there was no going back. I was done b
ELEAAs much as I enjoyed spending time with Liam, his questions provoked some deep questions within me. Where will this end, I wondered. Now that Landon knew about Liam, will I ever be allowed to leave this place?And even if I manage to do that, maybe in years, Landon Knox would scorch Earth to find me. And his forgiveness would only be so much after all that had happened between us. Every moment in this place made me anxious and paranoid.After my time with Liam, I was delivered back to Landon’s room and was listed with detailed chores in his absence. Not wanting to go into another tussle, I began to clean and arrange the things in his bedroom as part of my duty. The man was fairly simple when it came to his things. He’d left most of the things uncovered, as if a man like him could hold no skeleton in his closet. But something caught my eye as I came near the chest of drawers. There was a decorative keyhole in the first drawer, far different than anything in the room, and out of