Alpha Dalton

Cassandra’s point of view: “Cassandra, daughter of Beta Andrew from the Midnight pack, do you take Marcus, Beta of the Crescent Moon pack to be your mate, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, to love and to cherish, until parted by death?” Levi, the leader of the Moon Howlers started, beginning the mating ceremony. It was a moment of glee for the Crescent Moon pack members. But, it was a moment I dreaded with unsettling fear. I was not ready to accept this arranged bond with a stranger. My chest grew tight. I could feel my chest moving up and down, but I couldn’t feel the air in my lungs, as if I was about to pass out. My chest was beginning to hurt. The moon was imminent, in glowing contrast against the still blackness of the sky. It was bare, bathing everything underneath in a silver light, caressing my skin softly, whispering in my heart that I would be okay, that everything would be okay. Yet, I had

Cassandra’s point of view: The handsome man looked at me, slightly tilting his head as he did so. Strands of hair gracefully fell onto his face. His cool blue eyes caught mine. His dark, long hair created a veil around his face. I stared at him, shamelessly staring at the sharpness planes of his cheek and jaw, his nose, lips… I felt my heart skipping a beat. “Are you okay?” His voice was deep and rough. But, his voice was somewhat soothing to my ears. The continuous ringing of Marcus’s voice and my cries, the she-wolf, my clothes ripping into shreds, everything gradually reduced to nothing. I unknowingly took a deep breath, breathing him in. His skin had felt like velvet against mine. I had felt the faint pounding of his heartbeat where my head was resting against his chest and had found peace in the steady rise and fall of his chest. “Are you okay?” His voice pulled me out my trance. I couldn’t find my voice to speak. His warm breath tickled my skin. Breathless, I met his eye

Cassandra’s point of view: Alpha Dalton marched in with his soldiers close behind him. “I approved it.” He firmly repeated, standing right in front of Marcus, facing him. Marcus was both shocked and furious. I quickly stepped away from him when he let go of me. Alpha Dalton raised an eyebrow challengingly as if daring Marcus to say otherwise now that he knew who exactly gave me permission to attend the pack run. Marcus defiantly opened his mouth to refute against the Alpha’s decision. Alpha Dalton held a hand to stop Marcus from talking but the latter still disobeyed him. “How dare you get involved in my business?” Marcus barked at him.Alpha Dalton shut his eyes and pursed his lips, waiting for Marcus to be done yelling before looking at him and replying “- your business?” He arched an inquisitive brow at Marcus. “You are out here causing a scene in front of the pack and you dare ask me this?” Alpha Dalton questioned him, and then clenched his jaw until a muscle ticked in his

Cassandra’s point of view:I unknowingly stepped back seeing the thunderous look that crossed his face. I took a deep breath before saying, “Your wish is my command.” The darkness in his eyes faded as the look on his face softened. For a split second, he appeared troubled and really puzzled before he clenched his jaw and casted his eyes elsewhere. If I wasn’t already looking at him, I would have missed it. I didn’t leave though. I wore my clothes and wandered back to the stream but further away from where he had been standing. I made sure to maintain a fair distance between us. I glanced back over my shoulders to find him walking back to the stream, his face ice cold again. I halted in my steps when he spoke, “You are Marcus's mate -" he paused before adding in a restrained tone of voice. "- and it should stay that way.”He was aware that I could hear him from here. With a gulp, I simply hummed in response, fearing that my voice would break if I said anything. At this point, I w

Cassandra’s point of view: The stench of blood evaded my senses. My stomach twisted at the metallic smell that completely engulfed me. I was rooted on the spot. Time seemed to have slowed down. The acid and metallic smell of it made me gag but there was no time to ponder over that feeling when the enemy pack was evading the pack. Yet, I was unable to move. I couldn’t hear and see what was going on around me. Every howl, growl, slashing sound and brawl faded into nothingness. My eyes were stuck on the stranger lying cold dead on the ground. I watched as his skin grew tight and ashen in color. “What are you doing? Let’s go,” Alpha Dalton’s voice pulled me out of my trance. “W-What?” I looked up at him, dumbfounded. “What, what?” He held my hand and pulled me along as he began running to the back of the pack house. “Where are we going?” I asked him as I ran along. “Not we, you are,” His response made me frown in confusion. “What do you mean?” I forced him to stop in his tracks