But Ace was right– finding her won't be enough. He had to make right what he made wrong. He would step down from the Alpha position and took Trevor and him mum's advice and claim her. That was it, he was going to do it and if it meant leaving the pack and interwar in the pack because of the power vacuum, so be it. Tasha was his and he would claim her
He didn't need to tell her pack all this– they wouldn't believe him anyway. They won't tell him anything if he tell them , they'll just think he's lying just to know her whereabout.
Onyx was a powerful Alpha with powerful connections, there's no pack she'd be hiding he wouldn't find her .
"Onyx?" He turned, meeting Ethan's eyes.
"Let her be." Ethan said.
"No going to happen, if you want to start war between our packs, so be it." With that said Onyx marched out of the room.
Ethan sighed deeply as the door closed. They had hid Tasha well, all the way to north Carolina. And Ethan had called in favors of some packs along the way to lead false trail, and then taken a private jet to Washington DC, they had also make sure no to place her in any pack, instead she's disguising as a human and Onyx won't know to look for a human, but seeing the look on Onyx's eyes Ethan wondered if he wouldn't find her anyway. Not that Ethan blamed him, he would have done the same were the roles reserved.
Ethan glanced at his wife give her a look that clearly said "I told you so" ,Tala had predicted that Onyx won't bother to hunt her down.
She signed. "Ya you're right. You're smart." She gave him a look.
"Should we inform Tasha that he's looking for her?" Ethan asked.
Tala shook her head. "I spoke to her a few days back and she seems happy to start a fresh, she's started to get settled there, she'd only start panicking if she was told about Onyx and his hunt, there's a very good chance he won't find her. I don't think he'll for once imagine her living with the humans."
Ace shook his head. "I don't know, he's got a very good connections, from being an alpha and when he went to prison as a kid."
"What? How the hell did he ends up in prison?" Tala asked.
"When he was fourteen, he was involved in a fight with a human with the human ending up dead. The human judge almost gave him a life sentence but since it was self defense he was kept there till he turned eighteen."
"Fuck." Tala said. If the incident involved only a wolf, it would have been dealt with in the pack but since it involved a human, the human authority deals with it."
"Fuck yes." Ethan had heard about the shit that goes down In the juvenile prison and he had respect for those who got out in one piece. Since the juvenile was ran by human they tend to "punish" any shifter that got in.
"So when I said he has connections, I meant it." Ace said, running his hand through his brown hair. "Shifters always almost form a little pack in a prison and they all like to keep in touch with each other. Trevon served at the same time as Onyx. It might be in Tasha's best interest to let her know, so she'd keep a low profile."
After a quick thought Tala shook her head. "What type of new life would she have, if she'd have to always look back to see if the big bad wolf have not catch up to her?"
Zeeb, one of the enforcer who had an ugly scar on his right cheek frowned. "Onyx's also right though. Claiming her would put her in danger."
Jim, an enforcer that Ethan doubted he had ever heard said anything spoke. "Zeeb is right. I've see it happened before."
"I wouldn't be so certain about that." Tara said.
Ethan looked at his mate, noticing her slow smile. "What do you mean?"
She took a sip of her drink. "She'd not a damsel in destress, trust me . You remember we grew up together and we also trained together. And am very good."
Ethan winced, remembering how she had use his own body to fight him when they were sparing. "Can't disagree with that."
"Well, Tasha taught me."
Ace's raised his brows."Tasha?"
Tara nodded. "Her father was ex Marin and taught her how to fight and handle weapon because remembered when he was also considered the weakest in the pack because he was human."
Ace chuckled. "So, she's not as weak as everyone thought."
Ethan's smiled. "Yes, Onyx had been fooled by her innocent face, well if he did find her, he'll sure as hell be in for a surprise."
FIVE MONTHS LATER I won't aim the needle at her eyes, I won't, I won't. But it's sure as hell hard not to send the tattoo needle deep into her fellow tattooist eyes. Doing her best to ignore the annoying woman over her shoulder she put the finishing touches to the red and bright blue butterfly her client requested. Normally, Tasha don't give a fuck about anybody's opinion or snide remake and she sure as hell don't give a shit about Dora's, who the hell name their kids Dora anyway? But Tasha was simply to tired, and don't have the tolerance to deal with Dora right now. In all the close to six months she'd used here she has tried hard not to let the insult her fellow tattooist to bother her, they dish out insult with fake smile. Tasha had sensed the reason they gave her their patronizing smile and insult– she didn't belong. Tasha don't have multiple tattoo, and she's too thin, the only tattoo was the one i
Tasha chuckled without humor, take me back? "An not going back to Sliver Pack, go back and do what? So you can know what I was doing always and keep scaring guys away from me." The very idea of her with some else made Onyx's blood boil, his wolf content and happy before growled at the idea. Onyx's voice was cool and dangerous when he asked. "Is there any guy, Tasha? I hope no because I really hate to kill, don't think I don't know that." The bastard, Tasha knew he meant it, she turned to face him. Noticing how his powerful presence practically dominated her small kitchen, Tasha didn't like it, it made her felt cornered, like a mouse facing a cat. Her gaze flickered to the door but Onyx that was studying her with an intense gaze moved to blocked it. Did he really think she'd run away? Well maybe he should since she was considering it. "Who I date is none of your business." He moved closer a step. "It'll always be my business – you're my business, you're min
"I came here to claim you." Tasha blinked at him. "Claim me? You've got to be fucking kidding." Before Onyx could process what she said she threw the empty glass in her hand at him, Onyx ducked but When he stood tall again, it was to see another stool coming at him. He caught that one, using it as a shield against the next stool. Then she was racing out of the room. Before she could escape from the house, Onyx dashed after her. But she didn’t open the front door. She reached behind the rack of coats in the hallway, pulled out a baseball bat, turned sharply, and swung it at his head. Motherfucker. He jumped backward, barely avoiding it. “Dammit, Tasha! Where had his sweet mate gone? Having a bad temper was one thing, but the female in front of him was a merciless psycho. Proving that, she swung the bat again—this time at his abdomen. Although he jerked away, he only managed to dull the impact of her swing. It still connected har
Oh no. When I come at you, I’ll come at you from the front.”Her sassy response made his smile widen. “That’s my girl.” Sitting on the armchair again, he watched as she struggled against the cuffs. Sighing, he dug out the key from his pocket and unlocked them. At her suspicious look, he shrugged. “I think at this point you’re as tired of all the running around as I am…although it was fun to chase and spank you.” “Had you honestly expected me to be quiet and compliant like a good little girl? I might be submissive, but I’m not a pushover.” “Oh, you’re definitely not a pushover,” he agreed. “I never, for even for even one minute, thought that you were.” She had the strength of will to match any dominant female, to match his. “You can’t ignore me for months and then expect me to welcome you with open arms.” “I didn’t ignore you—” “You didn’t even look at me, let alone speak to me or—” “Because I didn’t trust myself not to pick yo
Reaching the end of Tasha's driveway, Onyx exhaled a heavy breath. Well, things could have gone a lot worse. The bat could have knocked off his head, for instance. That merciless streak had been a shock. Maybe he should have paid more heed to her yard warning sign: TRESPASSERS WILL BE SHOT, SURVIVORS WILL BE SHOT AGAIN. And then there was the COME BACK WITH A WARRANT doormat. Yep, it was fair to say there had been some hints. The fact that he’d had to place his mate unconscious for his own safety was something he’d never forget. Both Onyx and his wolf loved that spark of fire in her. Despite being a submissive wolf, she hadn’t hesitated in challenging him verbally or physically. That was a good thing—it was important to him that his mate never feared him or his level of dominance. It would cut him open if that were to ever happen. As he walked a short distance and rounded the street to find his motor home, which had been his place of residen
She was going to be late for work again. Groan. On the upside, it was the earliest that she’d ever been late. In pretty much a daze after a crappy night’s sleep, Tasha left the house and began walking briskly down her driveway. And came to an abrupt halt at the sight of something parked at the end of it. It looked like a humungous bus. Coming close, she tried to peer through the blackened windows, but they were too high up. Seeing movement in her peripheral vision, she swerved to see a Mercedes convertible pulling up behind the bus. Then the bane of her existence was waltzing toward her, carrying Starbucks takeout. Again he looked dangerous and indomitable. Again he emanated an unflappable confidence. Again he had her traitorous body heating and tingling, readying itself for him—so not good. She scowled. “You’re still here?” At his presence and scent, her wolf stirred and stretched out inside her, her dark mood lifting. Onyx
"No, I chose to put your safety above everything else. It didn’t change the fact that the only person I wanted was you.” If that was true, he was going to be seriously pissed off by her answer, and then she’d be stuck in a car with a raging, too-damn-dominant alpha male wolf. That was never a good situation, and her wolf wasn’t looking forward to it. When he raised a questioning brow at her, she averted her gaze as she admitted, “I dated a couple of times.” She braced herself for an explosion. There wasn’t one. Risking a glance at him, she saw him looking calm and cool. Only his white-knuckled grip on the steering wheel betrayed his inner turmoil. “Why aren’t you yelling?” “How can I?” His words were like crushed rock. “All you were doing was trying to get on with your life.” And now she felt bad. She shouldn’t. She knew that. If he’d yelled at her, she could have rightly pointed out that if he hadn’t wanted her to date anyone else, he s
He got his wish. Onyx had just finished buttoning his fly when four dominant male wolves entered the restroom. Not intimidated by their scowls or aggressive postures, he ignored them, went to the sink, and washed his hands. As he dried them, they formed a semicircle around him, blocking him in. Turning, he looked at them all curiously…like they were bugs. They didn’t like that. The one in the middle stepped forward slightly, tilting his bald head. “Who are you?” “You guys are confronting me. I’ll ask the questions. What do you want?” That seemed to have knocked his confidence a little. Good. Stupid shit was dominant, but he wasn’t an alpha, and yet here he was practically challenging one, endangering himself and his packmates. He should know better. He should have been taught better. “Our Alpha would like to speak to you.” “Really?” drawled Onyx. “And why is that?” “You’re on our turf.” He clench