Clara’s POVMy sight was upon the wavering trees moving with the wind beyond the glass windows of my bedroom.My cheeks pressed deeper against my hands and I took the freshest air the life could ever offer. I usually spent my mornings staring at the beauty of nature for a few minutes and appreciating it as long as I could.When I heard the door creak behind, I spun around over the mattress and found Martin walking in, suspicion in his face."Where were you?" I asked, raising a brow. It wasn't usual of him to be gone anywhere, especially at mornings. He despised waking up early but today was different, he was awake, and looked like he had done something. "Did you go for a run?"Martin sat on the bed beside me and wrapped his hand around my thigh, "No, I was just getting some work done."I got up straight and went in for a kiss. Our lips warmed against each other. I swept my fingers across his jaw and little stubby beard he had started growing. A sigh of pleasure escaped my mouth as his
Martin’s POVA couple months laterI was here again, at the redwood family tomb where the Aries Brother's had been buried, their fates sealed forever. I was finally able to get the key from Clara, she was persistent, a woman I had contacted with after centuries of living alone with the Brother's. It was hard, blending in with the real world, the twentieth century but it wasn't like it was the first time I had done this.Last time, it was someone among the royals, in the eighteenth century. It was much more easier then but I came around, settling in this world, in this body, in Martin.The northern sun bought a ray of sunshine above me, the heat tore through the heavy clouds and casted on the grounds nearby the family tomb. At my command, Willy stopped the car a distance away from the tomb and I walked out."Don't follow me." I said, pushing my hands inside the pocket and getting a good view of the tomb that was going to be opened by me. After months of trying hard, I finally came arou
In the midst of night, the bodies of the Aries Brothers arrived at the pack house. I walked out of the pack house, bandaids wrapped around my stomach and back as I stood at the entrance. The bodies were pulled out of the truck and thrown onto the ground by Martin.I ran my hands through my hair, wondering what kind of God was Martin. He wasn't wounded while everyone else was. And, he looked exactly the same as he was when he left the pack house.Once the bodies were on the ground, his men tied aconitum around them again and Martin walked over to me. He spun me around before kissing my lips."How are you?" Martin asked, pulling away. When I looked into his eyes, I found love and concern for me."Better," I mumbled, lowering my head against his chest and listening to his heartbeat. "The healers checked, they aren't that deep,""Any internal damage?""No," I told him. "I'm fine. Did you get them all?"Bane moved back, showing me the bodies of those mindless creatures. "All six of them,"
I stood on the same grounds where Davis came, a few weeks ago, wanting to take me. Nothing had changed over the weeks. The wind was cold and painful. The sky was covered with thick clouds. The only thing that was different this time was the danger—the darkness.They appeared the instant second Martin and I stood there alone. The other wolves hid inside the shadows, waiting for a signal from Martin.And like Isreal had informed us, they were six of them, shaped as half beasts and half wolves. Their faces were hideous, covered with scars and brutally long hair. Their eyes were a glowing pair of red.They looked like the devil himself. My heart raced upon seeing them and suddenly, I felt frightened when they looked straight at me. There was no way anyone could take them down. Their claws we're sharp, edged with silver. One strike at our hearts and we would be dead as silver impacted us bodies strongly than anything else.They didn't utter a single word, instead, they moved in flash, rea
The letter was from the Aries Brothers, and they wanted Martin and me to leave the city and meet them outside, at the outskirts so they could kill us both in peaceful way, without harming another wolf. They simply wanted Alpha's—no one else.I rubbed my hand down Sarah’s back, trying to comfort her so she could stop crying. "Did you see them?" I asked.She nodded, "It was a man—he was filthy and looked vicious, Clara." Just like I expected them to be.When she started sobbing again, I hugged her, "Hey, it's okay, all right?" I patted her back and tried to soothe down her fear.Of course. They were going to reach out to someone I knew, someone weak and that was Sarah. They were too afraid to step inside the city as it was filled with wolves and that many wolves could take them down."And, he told me that if you don't give in then he start killing people, beginning with me."Sarah stated, her hot tears filling up my robe."No one is going to harm you," I assured her. "And, I promise tha
There was always calmth after the storm passed by.And, just as I expected, the constant fighting and blaming was over the moment I got a blondie for Isreal. He had been really quiet after that.We were at the pack house, safe and alive. There were no appearances of the darkness yet, but I expected them very soon.I inhaled the sweet scent of the shower and glanced over at Martin. His wolf scent pulled me in. I wrapped my arms around him and got closer, locking our wet and bare bodies together."I'm sorry," I said."For what?""For forcing you to wake your brother up. I see the dickhead he is." I narrowed down my eyes and took a slight step back in the shower.I heard a deep chuckle before a hand came around my jaw, lifting my head. "You don't have to be sorry about it. Once we get the information, he's back inside his grave for the rest of his life."I nodded, "Yeah."We were having our moment, finally away from Isreal, and I didn't want to ruin it by bringing him or his past up.Mar