The next meeting does not include Lucas.It is a deliberate choice and while I can sense the wariness in my own people, I can also see the relief in their eyes. Lucas's behavior has flummoxed all of them. He’s gone from a loving and devoted Alpha mate to this cold, arrogant man who is ignoring his pregnant mate and shacking up with the woman who has threatened to destroy our pack.“Rock, Phil, what do you have?”Both men have pale faces, “An underground room. Filled with people. The Bores brothers are holding people hostage. We didn't get to see much because I think they noticed our presence. There are a lot of people and I don't think all of them how are from this town. There were children in there as well.”My mind goes to the large crates I saw being wheeled into the mayors mansion, where I had seen a human arm poke out, desperately.We've seen no signs of the hunters that we are looking for and at this point, I am inclined to believe that they're working with the may
Childbirth is not an easy process.Despite my suspicions of Samantha, she and Clara get me through it.The pain is horrendous but five hours later, my body battered and sweaty, I’m holding a small infant in my arms, wrapped in a blue cloth. Samantha’s eyes are filled with tears. Seeing the tears in the eyes of the hardened woman makes me feel a little emotional.However, we leave soon enough.I don’t wait for time to recover from the birth. A part of the reason is selfish. There’s a flicker of hope inside of me that maybe if Lucas sees his son, he will somehow snap out of whatever spell he is under. However that doesn’t happen.He is waiting for me when I walk in, carrying the small bundle.“What happened to you?” He demands but I’m too worn out to reply. “Where have you been?”It’s Clara who says instead, “She went into early labor last evening.”At Lucas’s stunned look, Clara gestures towards the child I’m holding and Lucas staggers forward.I see him l
We don’t put up a fight.I am still weak from child birth so I can't even protest when they drag my roughly through a marbled mansion into a dimly lit dungeon which reeks of blood and other bodily fluids. My stomach threatens to churn.Wyatt looks pale and I feel bad for the gentle natured healer.We spent the whole of last night planning out this infiltration. Once again, Lucas hadn’t been part of the discussion. Sandy had expressed some concern over what to tell Lucas when he noticed I was missing but I had just shaken my head.“He won’t,” Had been my words, my tone carefully unbothered.Lucas has seemingly forgotten everything aside from Carmine. I still don't fully understand why a half witch would try to take Lucas away from me. I can only come to two different conclusions. Either the reason behind Carmine’s constant confidence when it came to obtaining Lucas had stemmed from the fact that she knew a half witch, or the Order is behind this, trying to put a divide be
A slow horror fills me, “Who are-?”“They come and go,” The man tells me and I can hear the weariness in his words. “Some give in. Some fight back. Some, like me, are used.”For a moment, he sounds almost lucid and then he begins humming that haunting tune under his breath.My mouth feels dry and I remember something important.My father.When I had once hovered between the land of life and death, the memory of that time and the words spoken to me have returned to me over the next few months. I know the Order has my father. I know he’s still alive.Is he here?My heart pounds wildly, “Ah, my - do you know if someone from the Clear Mountain Clan was brought in here?”I hear a sudden laugh.It screams of insanity and rage.I try to ask again but the man just keeps laughing.“Hello?!” I decide to take my chances and call out. Maybe someone else will hear me.“Don't bother with them,” The man suddenly says. “I've become used to the poison. They haven't.
I freeze at his words, “What?”He winks at me, grinning, “The Alpha, sweetheart. All you women are just the same. A few sweet words and you're so easily convinced. I worry about your pack. Having a leader like you? One who just walks into a dangerous situation so recklessly.”He crouches down in front of me, his face level with mine, “But then, I guess I should blame your reckless behavior on your mate. You know, the one who can barely stand to touch you?”My jaw tightens, “You’re working with the Hunters?”“The Hunters?” Wyatt lifts a brow. “That was just an excuse to bring you here.”“So, you killed -““If you're going to ask me if I killed Carmine’s father, no I didn’t. That was a sweet coincidence. But, I did manipulate the video feed to show one of those men dropping the weapon. We planted that ourselves. There are no Hunters. Hunters went extinct centuries ago. I had been planning to launch a full-scale attack against your pack using my men disguised as Hunters
I’m frozen in place, staring at her.Then she's swiping her sword at Kayla.I immediately jump into action but the weapon is like an extension of her and I see her cut the chains in half before she barks at me, “Take them off!”I hurry to do so, ignoring my own chains.As soon as I remove them, Kayla slumps to the ground, a heavy weight in my arms.The necromancer lets out a shriek of anger and then there are droves of men running into the marble hall, their faces rotting, their mouths covered with brown stains.“Take the girl!” Samantha shouts and suddenly I see another familiar face. It’s one of the Bores brothers. He scoops up Kayla from me and when he tries to take me, I shaky head, offering up my chains, “Break them please.”He lifts a brow and then uses his hands to break the chains in two. And just like that, I’m free.“Give her to me,” I say, getting to my feet but Samantha approaches me as I see men burst in through the front doors, men who seem to
I hear my grandfather's voice and then the mansion is overrun with silver wolves.As I hold my thin father in my arms, I stare at his face, uncaring of the fight that is waging on. “Nadiel, son!” My grandfather drops to his knees in front of my father, his hands shaking. “What have they done to you?”However, my father’s eyes slip shut.“He still has a pulse,” I babble, my heart racing. “He’s alive. He’s just-“Samantha rushes over, her eyes tight, “These your people?”My grandfather looks at her and his eyes go to the insignia on the sword and he hisses, “Hunter!”He raise a hand and I can see the killing intent in his eyes. I quickly grab his hand, “No, grandfather! She’s -“ I glance at Samantha, “on our side. I think.”Samantha doesn’t sheathe her sword behind her back. Instead, she crouches down and takes out a bottle from her pocket, tossing off the lid and forcing whatever liquid is inside into my father's mouth.“He’s dying,” She says, grimly, before
“We will take them and heal them,” Samantha tells me as the shifters are carried out one by one. They all look to be in terrible shape. “We have been doing this for a while now. The Order has strongholds everywhere. They have these prisons everywhere.”“I thought the Hunters worked for the Order,” I murmur.“No,” Samantha's voice is resolute. “The ones who fought in the Great War did. We don’t. The Order of Eternity is unnatural. It is an evil which needs to be eradicated. We have been reducing the humans the mayor was arresting. He has been working for the Order for a while now. So had his predecessor.”“Did you know who I was when you met me?” I ask, slowly.She smiles, “Yes. I didn't know whether I could trust you or not. But I knew.”I sigh, studying her, “can I ask you something?”When she gives me a questioning look, I asked, "your relationship with Anthony. Is any of it real?”Samantha closes her eyes for a heartbeat, “I did love him and while marrying him i