Novels by Yime

KaneFor the past ten minutes, Delilah has been practising her kicks on the tree. The sun set an hour ago, and it's already dark down here in the woods. Delilah is skilled but lacks strength in her movements. With her current condition, any werewolf with minimal training can beat her in a fight. She's omega-level strong, or even less than that.I stand up from the tree stump I've been sitting on. "Let's call it a day."Delilah shakes her head. "No, I'm not satisfied with my training for today.""You can continue tomorrow. It's not safe for you to be out here at this hour." She stops and turns to me with an eye roll. "You don't have to stay here with me if you don't want to." "Considering the situation of things, you can't be out here on your own. Let's go inside."She lets out a sigh, finally agreeing as she follows me back to my quarters. Nora attends to her needs for the night while I handle issues regarding the pack's security. After calling for Ezekiel, I go in to get a shower

DelilahShocked is an understatement to how I feel about meeting General Kane here. Immediately I see him underneath the water, I rise to the surface and swim to the shore.Initially, I thought I was going to have a private moment to think. But General Kane's presence has just ruined everything. Who am I kidding? He said this was his personal spot. It's bad that I also find it comfortable here. He lifts his head out of the water and looks at me with a frown. "I told you not to come here." Ignoring him, I continue putting on my clothes. Deep down, I wish I could disappear from his sight with the snap of my fingers. Before I can finish dressing, he pulls himself out of the pond. Beads of water roll down his chest onto his torso. For a second I can't help but stare at him.His sharp green eyes catch mine and I look away shyly. General Kane walks up to me and I feel like running away. What is this temptation? I never asked for this. He gets closer to me and I turn to walk away. He take

KaneThe automated steel doors of the army quarters slide open as I approach them. Inside the conference room, Ezekiel is standing beside the huge monitor screen displaying a map of Avalon, our kingdom. "What's the status report?" I ask, walking over to him. "A hundred and fifty-three rogues have escaped the facility. Thirty of them attacked our pack last night and the rest are reported to be heading in our direction."I look closely at the map. A red sign outlining our borders continues to flash on the screen. It's a signal indicating a breach. "They're not so far anymore. Are there any curables among them?""They're all curables. From the look of things their attack was planned and not as a result of their degrading psych." I scoff. "Even with a distorted sense of reality they have succeeded in forming a union." "Their hatred for you proves to be a strong driving force." I give Ezekiel a knowing look and he shrugs. "The rogues we confiscated yesterday h started their treatment

DelilahI open my eyes to a dimly lit room. A throbbing pain courses through my head and I sit upright, holding it. Beside me, General Kane sits with his eyes closed. My eyes widen in alarm when I see him shirtless. His chest and abdominal muscles are well-toned, and I feel like running my fingers over them. Realising myself, I slowly move away from him and look around the room. Why are we here? And where is this place? General Kane opens his eyes and turns to me with a look of concern. "How are you feeling? Does your arm still hurt?"My arm? I look down at my left arm to see it tied with General Kane's shirt. I look up into his gaze again. "It hurts a little," I reply and ask, "What happened?""You turned into a warlock.""What? That has never occurred before.""I'm not sure this is the first time. But whatever it is we will figure it out. You don't have to worry."I shift my attention back to the room. Kane stands up and goes to check the monitors. I continue staring at him and

Kane For a brief second, my mind goes blank. Delilah's breathing has slowed. I quickly check her pulse to find it has become weak. She's not supposed to react like this. Something is definitely wrong. "Delilah! Delilah!" I try to jolt her awake, shake her, pull down her eyelids, but nothing works. She remains mute and unmoving. My heart begins to race. "Alexander! What do I do?" "Hold her hand, speak to her wolf," Alexander says. I take hold of Delilah's cold hands and close my eyes, concentrating as hard as I can. Alexander tries to reach out to Ashley, Delilah's wolf. A minute passes and there's no response. Yet, Delilah continues to freeze to her possible demise. I open my eyes to look at her. There's no way I'm letting her die. For some strange reason apart from the investigation, I feel like I'm responsible for her safety. "Concentrate!" Alexander urges. Closing my eyes, I try to connect with Delilah again. A couple of minutes later I open my eyes in frustra

Kane There must be a logical explanation as to why I'm drawn to this woman. Delilah is the most stubborn person I've ever come across, second to my father. I pull on her arm, willing her to follow me back to my quarters where she was never supposed to have left in the first place. "I won't say it again, let's go!" I command her. She places a firm foot on the ground and resists my pull. "No. I refuse to let you trap me in that place. I'm sick of it." "You have no other choice. Come willingly or I'll carry you myself." Her eyes grow wide in alarm as her eyebrows crease together. I'm about to bend down to sweep her off her feet when I hear a shout from the distance. The shouts are followed by the quick movement of feet. They're faint but I can catch them with my super hearing. Immediately my eyes dart frantically through the woods. There are shadows of people running in the distance. Rogues. My mind goes alert. The pack is under attack. I bring my gaze back to Delilah who is sta