Novels by Sam Nixon

The Shadow's POV:One of the things that the shadow had learned over the past couple of years was the simple fact that the night belonged to him. With a warm smile on his face, the shadow looked up at the night sky and nodded.It was the night of a full moon, and the light of the moon bathed the entire estate in a warm, silver light. It was a beautiful sight, especially for a pack that would soon be his.The shadow walked through the estate with measured and clearly unhurried steps. He was an elder. Why would he care about what anyone thought?He had no doubt in his mind that there were some wolves watching him right now, but he didn’t care.If you were to ask pretty much anyone in the pack who the most respected elder in the pack was, his name would be the first one o their lips. He was, after all, the loyal pillar of the Viscount Pack.Every wolf he passed stopped and bowed respectfully at him,"Good evening, Elder." Some guards stopped and greeted him with bright smiles on their fa

Nyssa's POV:The moment I opened the door and stared into Damien’s eyes, I immediately knew that something had changed.No one else would have noticed, but even without our bond, I have learned to read him over the past couple of weeks. There were little lines around his eyes, and a slight loosening of his shoulders, as though he had gotten news that had reduced his load.He looked exhausted. Not physically, but mentally. I flashed him a warm smile and stepped aside."You've been thinking too much again." I whispered, and he chuckled in response."You know me too well." he answered with a smile on his face,I nodded, smiling as I gently shut the door behind him.The moment we were alone, the entire world immediately got warmer. Just by being close to him, I felt safer.Without saying anything, I reached for his hand, and he reached for mine. We held each other close and neither of us let go as we began to walk towards the bed.For the next few minutes, neither of us spoke. I leaned ov

Damien's POV:The realization that I had been wrong all along settled heavily in my chest as I began to walk away from Rowan.I had always known that there was something fishy about all of these, and the moment I had found myself alone with Rowan inside that small room, I had immediately known the answer to the question I had in my heart.The old elder had not even needed to convince me with his words. His emotions and expressions had done that. I had seen confusion, fear and horror in the eyes of hundreds of men, and his had been genuine.I can still remember the way his eyes lit up in shock the moment they landed on the maps. That was the moment that I concluded in my mind that, without a doubt, Rowan was not the traitor.That was not the reaction a wolf would have if they had been caught. No, that was the reaction of a wolf who had just realized that someone was trying to frame him.Eventually, I forced myself to push Rowan out of my mind, and focus more on the future now that our

Rowan's POV:For the first time in his over eight decades of life, Rowan was scared.And he was scared because of something he had never once thought would ever happen. A traitor in the pack.All the theatrics over the past couple of weeks now made sense. Rowan knew that the pack was suspicious of him, and the thought of them believing he was a traitor had crossed his mind once or twice, but he had never taken that thought seriously.The Viscount pack wasn’t just a pack, it was a family, one that was stronger than anything else in existence.The fact that the family that he trusted for his entire life had now been invaded and broken into was truly frightening.Minutes stretched as Rowan began to get lost in his thoughts. The conversation he had with Damien kept on replaying in his mind as he absentmindedly began to walk around the pack."There really is a traitor."Rowan had never heard five worse words. He had only heard them a couple of minutes ago, but he knew they were going to tau

Damien's POV:The next few seconds after I spoke, I was charged. The question lingered among us longer than I had expected."Are you the traitor?"For the first time since I had known Elder Rowan, he looked completely stunned. His eyes widened, and his lips parted in pure shock.Seconds later, all the color immediately drained off his face. More emotions were flickering across his face than I had ever seen.His expression shifted through disbelief, confusion, and shock before finally settling on something else; resignation.Trying to convey confidence, he looked me in the eyes for a full second before shaking his head,"No," he kept his voice steady and calm, "I am not the traitor."Silence settled over the room as I mused not just over his words, but also over his reactions.Before I could speak, Rowan let out a slow breath and continued."I am not the traitor, but I won’t lie,” he paused and shrugged. “I have been expecting that question, I just did not expect it so soon.”I didn't r

Damien's POV:The heavy doors clicked shut behind Blade, finally giving me the space I needed with my mate.Nyssa stood up and leaned over, and together we began to look over the maps.We spent the next few minutes in complete silence. The more I studied the maps and lists, the more my fear grew. Every line in the patrol map was drawn with precision.There was information here that could only be known by an elder. There were even things in the papers that I had no idea about.There was even a short list of vulnerable spots in our territory where an army could pass through. Whoever had created these documents was not doing it by guessing, they clearly had intimate knowledge of my pack.With a frown on her face, Nyssa leaned over and flipped to another paper, one that had the only writing on the entire paper.This paper had a red circle around a map of our eastern outposts. The circle was drawn right near a fence, and it had a single written line underneath it."This is the weakest spot.

Sylas' POV:"Boss, we found him."The words echoed through the phone. And for a moment, I didn't move, breathe or think.Beside me, Vera must have heard him through the phone, because she had gone completely still.“What did you say?” I asked, as I felt my pulse begin to hammer hard against my ribs.It had taken months of chasing shadows, of dodging attacks and kidnappings. Months of watching Cassian smiling as he tried to take me down, and now, I had finally got him."Boss?" The commander's voice pulled me back. “I said, we have found him.”I sat up in bed immediately, and every single trace of exhaustion in my body vanished completely."Listen to me carefully." I started, my mind already spinning as I thought about what next I needed to do. “You are not to engage,” I ordered, my voice colder than I intended."Sir?" the commander’s tone was confused,"Do not engage," I repeated, “And do not let Cassian or any of his men know that they have been found.”The moment I said that, the com

Sylas' POVWith a frown on my face, I took out my phone and glanced down at the screen. It was a call from one of my field commanders. My frown deepened as I answered,"What is it?" I hissed,"Boss." His voice was low and urgent enough that I immediately knew that he had important news for me. "We've got movement," he continued before I could ask more.I straightened, and Vera stared at me with raised brows."What kind of movement?" I asked, a hint of hope rising within me,"Just like you ordered, we have been tracking around the area Cassian was last found in,”My grip tightened around the phone as I cut him off before he went off on a last tirade, "And?" I hissed, “What did you find?”"We have started tracking a couple of guys that we know are very close to Cassian,” he started, “I just called to tell you that we were getting very close.”For the first time all evening, something close to satisfaction began to stir up within me. The news was not enough to brighten my day. Vera had d

Sylas' POVIt took a long time for me to finish up, so by the time I left Gold Corp, night had already begun to settle slowly over the city. So, when I finally stepped out of the company doors, most people would have already gone home hours ago.But I wasn’t like most people. After all, most people didn’t have a murderous brother who was out to get them and destroy their entire empire.With a frown on my face, I loosened my tie as I walked up to the open back door of my car and stepped in. The moment I sat down and all the exhaustion left my body.All day, I had been thinking about Cassian, and even now, I could still see his smug face sitting across from my desk. I could even still hear his voice, and remember the arrogance in his tone.My jaw tightened, but at least now, I had hope. Because I had finally found a trail leading straight to him. And when I found him, all of this would end.One way or another, I was going to get rid of him.I spent the entire ride home in silence. Even

Sylas' POV:The moment the office door shut behind Cassian, my smile disappeared off my face, and so did every trace of satisfaction that I had felt.Now that Cassian was gone, I could actually think and process all that had just happened in the last few minutes. The reality of it all hit me at once, and I realized just how close I had come to death.My brother had walked into my company, walked right into my office, sat in my chair, and somehow, he had managed to do all of that with a straight face. And it wasn’t because he was strong. No, it was because my security had either failed, or had betrayed me.Either scenario was enough for me to go nuclear.My jaw tightened as my grip on the gun tightened. With a frown on my face, I looked down and stared at the gun for a couple of seconds before gently laying it down, then, with that same focused gaze, I reached for my phone and dialed a cell.The phone rang once before immediately connecting."Boss?" A man’s voice filled the room,"Cass

Sylas' POV:For the second time in less than ten minutes, my brother had managed to surprise me. A gun? Since when did Cassian carry a gun on his body? He had never been one who liked to get his hands dirty.I knew how hard it had been for my father to teach Cas how to use a gun. The fact that Cassian would even bring a gun with him was enough of a shock to stop me in my tracks.The shock only lasted a moment before it was wiped off my a boiling rage that began to rise up within me. How dare he? How dare Cassian pull a gun on me inside my own office? In my company and in my city?For a split second, I stared at the weapon pointed directly at my chest with rage in my eyes. Years of dealing with Cassian had taught me one thing: you were never supposed to react the way he expected you to.If you did that, then you were going to fall into his hands. So, instead of panicking, I just crossed my arms, looked up and stared right in his eyes as I slowly straightened my suit,"So, Cas, is this

Sylas' POVThe morning was great. I had woken up earlier with Vera in my hands and a smile on my face, and I just knew it was going to get even better.Well, I was wrong.I could sense that something was wrong when I had walked into the top floor, but I had been far too lost reminiscing about Vera to care about it. So, when I had walked into my office and spotted Cassian sitting in my chair, I had genuinely thought I was either seeing a ghost or having a hallucination.Because, quite frankly, those things made more sense than Cassian actually being in my office.He sat in my chair with an extravagant bearing and a warm smile on his face, as though he actually owned the place. I didn’t know what to think or feel as I came to terms with the fact that he was actually, finally in front of me.This was the man who had spent years turning himself into a cancer for everything our family had built over the years, the man who had kidnapped my wife and tried to tear my life apart.And yet, here

Lucien’s touch made her feel a spark within her that threatened to burn her world apart.His right hand cupped her cheeks as he got down on her, while his left hand slowly began to pull away her clothes. He did not speak, didn’t need to. The desire in his eyes was more than enough to convey what he wanted to do now.Just like Lucien, Aria’s eyes were filled with hunger, lust and desire. Her emotions told him that she still couldn’t believe that they were here.No matter what had been thrown at them, the couple had survived.Aria leaned in and planted her lips on his,Lucien’s hand moved down until it was just above her breast, then, he slowly began to fondle them.Their kiss dissolved from a spark into a raging wildfire.Even as Aria lost herself in him, her hand still moved down until they were holding his large cock, Lucien gasped.His tongue held hers as they kissed. This wasn’t a soft kiss. It was the kind that carried every unsaid word that had ever flickered through the mind, the

3 DAYS LATER!!!It had been three whole days since the fight had happened that had rocked the clawhold.3 days since what has now been called the massacre, three days since the Vine Clawhold had changed forever.In the middle of the throne room.Lucien sat on his throne, wine expertly in his hands, and Aria by his side.Sitting in one of the seats of the throne room was Elder Lance, and he was laughing.“Well, well, well, young man.” Lance chuckled, “I did not know you were that adventurous.”“Oh, I always was.” Lucien smirked, “Tell me, what was your most dangerous adventure, old man?”“Hey!” Lance called out with a smile, “Just because I no longer have a wolf, doesn’t give you the right to call me names.”It was a joke, one that Lance had repeated multiple times, mainly because it was the best way to push through the trauma he now felt.“Damn weavers,” he cursed under his breath,“Oh yes, Elder Lance,” Lucien replied with a frown, “Damn weavers.”“I still can’t believe that the capt

Aria blinked,“Rose!” she screamed, scrambling forward towards her friend.At the same time, her fingers twitched, she pulled in more of the weave than she ever had before, and sent it towards Silver.The bolt hit the woman and she stumbled back,For a moment, nothing happened, and then, she exploded.Her body blew up in a mix of gore, blood and bones.The shadow’s face had long gone blank, her fear was gone,In its place was grief.She stumbled to her feet, all fear drained from her mind. Right now, she couldn't care less if Lucien decided to end her life.What else did she have to live for?Her daughter was dead, her right arm was gone, her charges were dead. Her life had completely fallen apart. And she couldn’t even go back to the northern academy, because she knew that if she did that, she would be killed.In a very real sense, her life was over.Lucien stepped aside and let her pass.Her grief over her child was genuine, and he was not going to stop that.He was going to kill th

Aria frowned,The weavers had regrouped.They were no longer just content to flank her.No, this time they were doing something entirely different. Something she never knew was possible.She had not intended to kill the other weaver, especially as she knew that the lead weaver was Rose’s mother. But things had happened, and she wasn’t going to say she regretted it.No one was going to take her away from her mate. No one.The two weavers met, held hands and the strands of the weave around them began to glow and converge. For a moment, Aria blinked, shocked and puzzled at what they were doing, but it was only after a while that she realized they were forming runes.“You can do that?” she asked, shock and excitement flushing through her body,If this was any other time, she would actually be glad to have a weaver teacher. There were so many things she needed to know that she didn’t, but this was not any other time. This was hers.“Stop this,” Aria yelled, backing up.Her instincts flared

Lucien froze the moment he saw Elder Lance pull out the flask with the purple liquid.He immediately knew what it was, Wolf’s bane. Wolf’s bane was perhaps the most feared and also the most coveted herb in the world. While being a potent poison to wolves, it could also be processed into an even more potent amplifier,When it was made into the amplifier form, it tore the body apart and rebuilt it with such force and ferocity that most wolves died just from the pain alone.If that was the only problem with wolf’s bane, a lot of clawholds would have used it. But there was an even more severe side effect to using it, one that made it the last resort for any wolf.Anyone who used it would never be able to shift again once the transformation ends.In essence, it gave you a couple of minutes of unfiltered raw power, and then, you would lose your wolf.This time, when the amped-up form of the elder began to barrel towards him, Lucien lunged forward with the utmost seriousness. But it was alr

The Shadow’s POV: Eleanor, the shadow, moved like a shade. Being a shadow didn’t just mean being silent, it also meant being invisible.And right now, as she rushed through the Vine clawhold, she was a thought, silent, unseen, unpredictable.She pushed her control of the weave to the maximum, Gold and Silver ran beside her in a flanking position. They moved fast, but also made sure that their footsteps were not visible in the snow.When they reached the castle, a pang of fear rushed through Eleanor’s heart as she spotted the large number of wolves crowding across the now closed castle gates.She led her charges forward until they infiltrated the crowd. Very soon, they all got the information they wanted.Orion had walked inside the castle, and he had done so while being accompanied by an older alpha. None of the wolves knew who the alpha was, but the shadow did.She regrouped with Gold and Silver and the three of them immediately passed through a hidden ridge at the edge of the castl