Do you think that Hailey will keep her word and not go back to White Clovers Pack? Should she forgive Raj after what she found out?
*VANCE’S POV* In the dead of the night, another pain hit both Sianna and me. This one was searing but ended quickly. Another one had died seconds ago, his death swift. I scanned through the pack link to see if I could find anyone who could be a suspect in the recent murder, but nothing. Their thoughts were clean. No doubt that the killer had military instincts. Sianna groaned, but thankfully she wouldn’t have to endure much of the painful loss. I looked down at her and kissed her forehead. She threw her hands around me and slept. This was her way of telling me to stay in bed with her. I let the allure of her scent vaporize into my nostrils to appease me. I brushed my lips over her neck, wanting to feel the mark I gave her. She smiled and positioned her leg over mine. I was genuinely content, though I had to deal with the pack’s main issue. Cleopatra’s memory was clean, she was not guilty. Nonetheless, it didn’t mean that her rogues were innocent. It was conceivable that one or a fe
*SIANNA'S POV* This morning, Vance and I had breakfast together. I slipped into one of his T-shirts and headed to the kitchen. I was able to get up at four in the morning to make his favorite. He was already gone when I woke up most mornings, so I hardly ever had a chance to feed him. Due to the wily attack on his soldiers, it was expected that he was stressed out. I truly wished that I could do more to assist, so when he asked me to console the family, I was more than happy to oblige. Bonding with the grieving family and demonstrating to them that we care, and will honor him for his service and dedication. There was wailing in every conversation. Understandable, I can only imagine the grief. This was fine with me because I was his Luna, and working with my mom at the hospital had put me in this tragic situation before, where breaking the bad news to the family presented itself. I understand that learning of the death of a loved one is never a pleasant experience. The sun was just
*SIANNA'S POV* The club was buzzing, and we kept bumping into people everywhere. When we couldn't find the birthday girl, we went up to the VIP area on the balcony while keeping our eyes peeled for her. Everyone here was a werewolf, and when they noticed us, they all bowed and let us pass. I kept grinning and nodding in pleasantries till my jaw felt tired. We saw our friends and went over to talk to them. My cheeks were truly sore. Nicole's face lit up as she noticed us and motioned with her hands for us to come over, meeting us halfway. Her arms encircled mine and Hailey's as she positioned herself between us. She led us over to the u-shaped booth sofa seating where we took our seats among the others. “It’s the old crew hanging out again.” Carmen’s grin spread wide across her face. “ It is so great to have us all here for my birthday.” Nicole cheered. “Happy birthday,” we both greeted her almost at the same time. I was grateful that they were so welcoming to have me hanging out
*SIANNA’S POV* Tears blocked my vision, and I knew that my mate’s arms were around me as I stayed crumbled on the hospital floor. He wipes my wet eyes but more tears poured down, nothing could end the waterfall. He pats my head and whispers comforting words but not even the mate bond could subdue the overwhelming pain of my loss. Hailey had died. At least that’s what mom told us. Then why can’t I believe her? How did this happen? Who would hurt my Hailey? This was surreal. My surroundings slowly vanished and I felt like this was a dream. We were just together a few hours ago. She was smiling and having fun. Only her face was clued into my mental vision. Seeing her laughing, dancing, and hugging me. Slowly memories of our times together flashed like a television screen. My throat was feeling dry and sore from crying. Vance lifted me from the ground, cradling me in his arms. I wanted my Hailey back. Suddenly, it dawned on me to look at her. I had to see for myself that she was gone
*UNKNOWN POV* Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! I hurled the chair against my apartment's wall and stared at the broken bits on the ground. Briskly, I started to pace back and forth, nervously chewing my fingers. Frustrated with resentment, disappointment, and fury. Hailey simply had to ruin my well-laid plans with her obnoxious nature. She followed Sianna around like a lapdog, like her damn shadow. Denying me of a fabulous plot to see that bitch die. When Nicole informed me that Sianna would be at the club for her birthday celebration, I knew I had to give it a shot. I saw the chance to move to the back of the bar and dose the piña colada she had ordered as the finest option to end her pathetic life. Grateful for my awareness of the cameras, I was able to dodge them. I met the birthday girl and her group when I first entered the club as myself, then I snuck around the back to change into my disguise in a dimly lit room. They would be drinking and eating as they should be, so I waited for S
*SIANNA’S POV* Vance slept in bed late with me this morning. The rain from yesterday kept us both at home for the entire day. He stayed to pamper me because I had fainted at the hospital. You know, the whole Hailey passing away ordeal. Lying in bed with the pit patter of the raindrops had me in a deep slumber in no time. I had no idea when he fell asleep. I observed his handsome face as he slept. I trailed my index fingers along his hairless chest and incredible abs, not being able to resist. He flinched as we both enjoyed the sparks. He wasn't sleeping but kept his eyes closed. Not only that, but he could be thinking about the on-goings of the pack lately, and the person who was trying to hurt me. I could not detect anyone who would hate me that much. I lived amiably with everyone and didn't intrude into people's personal space. So I could only think that I was in danger because I had become the High Luna. Perhaps this was linked to the other attacks on our warriors. I was worrie
*VANCE'S POV* (Earlier that day) “The ritual was successful and Curtis is due to awaken in at least two days.” “Thank you, Miriam. As expected, you always come through.” With a heavy heart, I accepted that I would have to talk to this asshole soon. “Let me know when you are ready for me to dig into his brain,” Miriam told me over the phone. “The energy around him is dark.” It was clear that she perceived something unnerving with Curtis. “Has he crossed over?” I asked, concerned that his character was no longer good. Miriam replied moments later, “He is on the fence, Alpha.” The clicking noises suggested that she was using her runes while we spoke. In light of this, I vowed to kill him and dismember his body so thoroughly that not even his skull would be left behind if he continued to aid whoever was pursuing Sianna. Never had I imagined that I would go through this much trouble for my mate. Previously to having one, I envisioned a serene life as we governed the pack together and
*VANCE'S POV* Picking up my pace, I ran towards the western border. Keenly on guard of my surroundings as I sprinted through the forest. Arriving at the area, I slowed down and moved cautiously because I heard a faint rustling in the distance. The rustling became more audible when I walked closer to a few trees. I halted when the sounds stopped. The gusting scent of blood entered my nostrils. As the images came into view, a small brown wolf laid on its belly, wounded in the ribs and with a bite mark on her leg. Next to it, laid one of my female warriors on her back with her intestines ripped out, visibly dead. By instinct, I scanned my vicinity for possible attackers. The wounded one whimpered and shifted into her human form, naked. With urgency, I darted to her side. "Alpha," her voice pleading to be saved and her emotions flowed out to me clearly. Her lips were trembling, she was terrified, sad, and agonizing. Her wound needed closing, the blood was streaming out rapidly. I mor