Daliah After returning to the pack house, Ben ensured I stayed in bed. Though he didn't say anything about it, I could see the sadness in his eyes whenever he looked into my brown eyes. He attempts to convince me to allow my wolf back, and I agree with him."The mate bond will make you strong enough to heal your liver, but if I mark you while you're human, you'll die," he tells me, and I just nod my head in agreement. How could I allow my wolf back when I hurt my friend like that? Bethany has done nothing but help me, and I hurt her. Even though Ben had ordered me to stay in bed, my mind stirs too rapidly to remain there for much longer. When noon rolls around, I cease my pacing of the bedroom floor and make my way to the hallway. There is an undeniable nausea in my throat, and my head is heavy with tiredness, but I keep walking until I am in front of Ben's office. Just as my hand lands on the door handle, Kyle pushes through it. His glare lands on me sternly while pushing past me
DaliahI hurt her. I hurt her just like my father hurt my mother, like how he hurt me. I left those marks on her neck, and I have the privilege of being alive, when I killed my father for the same treatment?"How could you?" I ask, looking at my white eyes in the mirror. My wolf, an inseparable being connected to me. I'm not like Ben and his pack. We don't have separate feelings; we are one. Which means, my wolf's mistakes are my own. "You're worthless." My voice breaks while I try to hold in the cry that threatens to escape. I am like him, like my father. I close my eyes tightly, willing the feeling to go away. When I open them, I watch the white fade in my eyes with nearly every feeling in my body. My limbs numb, my face pales further into a yellow, and my stomach aches painfully with the change. It takes all of my strength to make it out of the door, catching the sound of his muffled voice. I can't feel his mate bond anymore, and tears prick my eyes at the loss of it, but I remin
Ben"A fever? Are you sure? Wolves don't get the flu," I tell Bethany after she checks Daliah's vitals. She nods her head with force, letting me know she is certain of her diagnosis. We both look down at the woman in the bed, watching the sweat bead on her head, and her limbs twitch from whatever is happening in her mind. "I don't think it will last very long. If I have learned anything about your kind, it is that you are all kind of "super humans' of sorts," Bethany says before injecting something into Daliah's arm. The moment she does it, Daliah's veins darken with her shift on the verge, and I take Bethany by the arm to keep her back. The movement does little to stop Daliah's advance when she shoots out of bed in a matter of seconds. Her hand wraps tightly around Bethany's throat, her eyes glowing a bright white while she looks directly into the terrified woman's face. Before I have time to react, she has Bethany against the wall, her canine teeth protruding sharply while she sna
Daliah I woke up with the worst twist to my stomach that made it impossible to eat, or even keep the contents of much down. My vision blurred, my chest ached, and I could feel the sweat on my skin. It took all of my effort to stumble my way from the bedroom to Mrs. Lanzetta's front door, and when I got there, I couldn't knock. Instead, I fell forward into the wooden door, and she rushed out to help me inside. Several hours have passed of the same thing. Hovering over her toilet, she was holding my hair while I heaved over and over again. On my way into the bathroom, I caught the awful sight of myself in the mirror. My usual tan skin is pale and yellow, and I groaned dramatically when I saw my reflection. With a heavy breath, I lean backwards until I'm leaning against the wall behind me. The sound of Ben clearing his throat in the doorway drew my glance slowly towards him, praying his presence was all a figment of my imagination. The hope is futile, and he stares back at me while I
BenOne of our contacts in the city is having an issue following orders from us. Kyle and I were with the witch most of the night last night trying to help Jessie and her get the Hex off Daliah, and we weren't able to break it until nearly 3 in the morning. After 3 hours of sleep, we are headed into the city to Moonlight Entertainment."Benny! How are you? Tony talked to you, ya?" A man, Alfonzo, greets us at the door. Alfonzo is human and a part of the mafia business that Antonio had arranged through Moonlight Entertainment. He is a rare one among us. "Tony's been a bit busy, I'm sure you understand," I tell him, brushing the wrinkles from my suit when he pats my shoulder. "Sure, sure. That man never could sit still, eh?" He says with a laugh that neither Kyle nor I responds to. The bar is empty and closed from the previous night, because they don't open until about 6 pm. The chairs and barstools are upside down on the counters, the cage to the liquor is pulled down and locked, and
Daliah The moment my mind drifts to Ben, I am rewarded with the sound of his voice in my head. He has already found the witch, and when I asked what happened, he didn't answer. He told me to meet him in his office when they got back with her, and now, I am pacing inside his office. I feel him before I see him, a feeling I am not yet used to after being accepted into the pack during the ceremony. I might not have been made Luna or been able to complete the mating ceremony, but I am a part of the pack now. That means I know when my Alpha is coming, and for some reason, that thought sends warmth to more places than my stomach.The handle to the door turns, and I hold my breath in anticipation of what I might find. The first thing I see is Ben's head, peeking through the door to find me first, before pushing it open all the way. The sight of him calms my nerves slightly, but when I see the witch, they return. "My God, what happened to her?" I ask quickly as Kyle stumbles through the do