At just fourteen years old Lilac Einar made a greivous mistake. Using her ability, a magic forbidden by her kind, she commited an irreversible crime. Trusting her best-friend and the only boy she'd ever loved, future Alpha Nox Griffin, she turns herself in believing he'll listen to her side of the story. Nox Griffin's betrayal shatters their lifelong friendship and the budding feelings between the two. For her crimes, Lilac Einar is sentenced to a lifetime of servitude at the infamous Lycan's Training Camp, a place where only the elite are sent. From then on, torture, pain, and blood are all Lilac knows. Not a day goes by where Lilac doesn't think about her home, and the revenge she'd someday take on the people who wronged her. After four long years, Lilac finally finds her opportunity. She has many names to cross off her list, and at the very top is the only boy she ever loved: Nox Griffin.
View MoreLilac’s P.O.V.I walked into school that morning covered in fading bruises.Hakeem had gotten all protective when I told him what happened, while Jada wanted a complete run-down of the fight. She grinned savagely with every mark I left on Riley’s body, wincing at the parts where I was hurt. It was nice to have someone to revel with, even if it hurt to laugh.The next thing I did was show them the note left on my countertop. Jada had paled considerably and told me the newspaper clipping was identical to the two Nox had received. Even the handwriting was a match.I planned on showing Nox before classes. Since he was friends with the doe-eyed Shayla, he was the best person to lend a hand in breaking into her home. At the very least he could provide a distraction while I slipped in through a window.As I turned the corner to where his sociology class was, I found myself staring down the hall at both Shayla and Jeremy. I retreated before either could look my way, flattening myself against
Lilac’s P.O.V.That night I dreamt of eyes watching me through the shadows, a cell with bars that sparkled like liquid moonlight, and of a laugh that felt both familiar but foreign. It wasn’t the Whisperer; I knew that much.Before I had the chance to identify the cold, cunning laugh, the sound of metal clinking on metal tore me from my sleep. It was a sound I knew well. One I’d been attuned to over the course of four years.It was the tinny rattle of empty soup cans hitting one another.Someone was in my apartment. I let thin tendrils of my magic slip from my fingertips, tasting the hidden notes of fear in the air. They were faint, telling me that whoever was here was strong. With my ears trained on every little sound, I slid the silver blade Nox’s mother had given me from beneath my pillow.The wisps of fear dancing on the tip of my tongue were coming from the living room. I cracked open my eyes, expecting to stare into the darkness. Instead I found myself wedged beneath a pair of
Lilac’s P.O.V.Nox took up permanent residency in my thoughts for the next three days. As hard as I tried, I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Unfortunately, that meant my mood was all over the damn place.There had been such regret in his eyes, such pain that part of me wanted to reach out and smooth it away. That’s usually when the anger popped up, flooding my veins with enough embers that I was seconds away from spitting fire. Let him hurt over what he’d done.The mate-bond pined for him relentlessly. It wanted him to earn our forgiveness. While I wasn’t opposed to watching him beg on his knees, I had no intention of letting go of the past. The pain and rage were all that kept me going. All that roused me each morning, motivating me to get out of bed. What was I without it? Who was I without it? I could feel the mate-bond’s presence in my chest, a constant hum that only grew stronger whenever Nox was nearby. And he was always nearby. The bastard hadn’t left me alone since that nig
Nox’s P.O.V.We entered the apartment to a very angry Jada.“You might’ve been locked up for four years, but I know damn well you haven’t forgotten the rules of a sleepover. One of those rules is you don’t run off in the middle of the night! You’re lucky I’m a heavy sleeper or I would’ve dragged your incarcerated ass back to bed.” She ran a hand through her braids, snarling under her breath. If she paced any harder there was going to be a permanent scorch mark on the wood floor. “Regardless of the Order, you are my friend. I care about your dumb ass, revenge plots and all. Seeing as it’ll be me, Hakeem, and your father planning your funeral, the least you could do is tell me when you’re going to run off and do something reckless.”Lilac remained silent through it all, her eyes swiveling left and right as she watched Jada pace the apartment. She hid it well, but I could see and feel how affected she was by her words. Yet another thing that was entirely my fault. I was the reason Lilac
Nox’s P.O.V.Reese Crawford motioned for us to get down with one of his skeletal hands, a jagged smile slashed across his bony face. His cracked lips split, the blood turning the skin ruby red.I had never been one to scare easily, but this fucker was creepy as hell.I glanced back at Striker as Lilac jumped off the shipping container. We hadn’t been noticed yet, but we needed to do something before that changed. My feet hit the ground next, and I tried not to think about the escape plan hovering at the cusp of my thoughts.Lilac sneered at the emaciated Crawford twin, “It’s called chapstick, Reese. Ever heard of it?”Well, she wasn’t wrong. His lips were the fleshy equivalent to a Brillo pad.Cold, destructive hatred shone in Reese’s eyes. Eyes that kept me locked in their peripheral. They glimmered like pools of tar, the emotion in them so raw that I hesitated. Something went down between them. Something bad from the looks of it.“The boss is going to be thrilled once he see’s the s
Lilac’s P.O.V.Quiet, I warned him with my eyes. The sooner I could get my hands off of him the better.The footsteps grew louder, then halted. Whoever it was, they were far enough away not to hear our heavy breathing. I counted to fifty in my head, then slowly peeked around the corner. Without a hitch, we continued moving.I lost track of how many containers we passed. There were far too many, all different colors with various logo’s printed on the sides. What I did keep track of was how many times I saw that familiar shadow dart by in my peripherals. The Whisperer.It was becoming more and more clear that I wasn’t insane—despite how much I wished I was. There was something else going on here, and deep in my core I knew it was because I had looked that fucker in the eyes.The two of us paused behind a cobalt container, dented and littered with scratches, when we heard voices floating on the breeze. With his back pressed up against the metal, Nox craned his head around the corner and
Lilac’s P.O.V.There was only one possibility—I was losing my mind.Oddly enough, I was okay with that. I was already a bit unhinged as it was. I preferred that option because the alternative was even crazier.Was the Whisperer haunting me? Nope, not entertaining that thought.Nox was waiting outside, leaning against the streetlamp at the corner. The light shone down on his inky hair, casting shadows along his high cheekbones. His eyes were brighter than ever, latching onto my face as I approached. They flitted down to my chest as though he could hear the infuriating way my heart skipped at his presence.“You look like you’ve seen a ghost. Did something happen?”I snarled and jabbed one of his pecs with my finger. “Not funny. Let’s go before I change my mind.”Thank the Goddess we were running in our wolf forms and not driving the entire way there. I needed to blow off some steam and it made ignoring Nox’s presence that much easier.We walked into a small cluster of trees alongside th
Lilac’s P.O.V.Hours had passed since we left my father’s house and headed back to my apartment. We swung by the café so I could apologize for skipping out on work—not that I had any say in the matter.Unsurprisingly, I was fired.I couldn’t exactly complain though. It was my first ever job, and honestly I was bound to lose it at some point. Revenge and coffee-making don’t exactly go hand in hand. Good thing I had enough saved up to last me another month or two.Daisy had actually looked sympathetic about the whole thing, so I could only assume it wasn’t her decision to let me go. For that reason alone, I made sure to kick Ryat’s lurking ass on the way out. If that woman-beater knew what was good for him, he’d never come back.“No comment?” I said over my shoulder, aiming the words at Jada and Hakeem.Jada turned to look back at Ryat, who was crawling down the sidewalk whimpering. With how hard I kicked him in the balls, they should’ve been lodged in his throat. There was a flash of s
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