Carlo's POV
"Are you sure, you are ready to hear the truth about the man responsible for the death of your parent? Because it's going to be a lot more complicated than you think Avalon" I asked her again just to make sure she was really ready to hear the truth.
"I don't freaking care how fucking complicated it is. Just tell me what I need to know" she sneered at me through gritted teeth and I just nodded.
Even though we were standing in the dark, I could tell from the look in her eyes that she wasn't just furious, Avalon sure as hell looked like someone who is willing to go against all odd just to bring whoever made her an orphan to the stake and that's totally good enough for me.
"As you wish princess. According to what I was told by my parent. The man who led the attack on our pack that night was none other than Maximiliano Romano himself. At that time, there was an ongoing dispute over our neighbouring borders.
*Ava's POVMy mouth was practically hanging low at the disturbing sight before me. Carlos had led us back to the pack house and then right into the clinic and in here, people were wailing in pain. Mostly younger men with bandage arms and legs, while doctors and nurses try to keep them from falling off their beds due to how much they were struggling.What exactly is going on here. I tried to question but no word made it pass my lips. I was dumbfounded.This place looks like an aftermath of fighting in the war front. Only difference is, there is no sound of a gun going off nearby, just grunt and low growl that is far worst than a disheartening scream from a distance.I took a step towards the nearest bed by my right and paused then looked over at my shoulder and back at Carlos. His expression mirroring mine but it wasn't because he was surprised at the sight before him like I was. I bet he has been here a thousand times already.
*I continued to scream and trash around until I broke free and out of whatever was holding me down and landed on my butt on the hard floor with a thud.My eyes flew open and immediately went darting around in panic and meeting only darkness until the lamp by the bedside got switched on all of a sudden, giving light to the once dark room and I was able to take my very first breath.My eyes continued to scan my surrounding until it settled on Carlo's worried features as he hurried from beside the bed and knelt a couple of distance from me on the floor.I immediately felt relieved at the sight of him just being there with me.Gosh.It was a dream.It was just a stupid fucking dream and I was still in my room like I never left in the first place. But everything felt so damn real. I looked over at the closed door and then cocked a brow at Carlos, wondering how he got in and he threw his hands up in the air."I heard you
*We walked a couple distance and arrived at a small cottage at the outskirt of the pack house. It was simple yet beautiful with flowers and shrubs decorating the narrow entrance. It architectural design was carefully planned out in a shape of a bird nest which made it looked a lot like something out of a fairytale movie.Barely looking at it and how it stood out from all other buildings, one could tell, it was something special and symbolic to whoever it was built for. The serenity around here spoke so much volume that I could feel spout of tingles coming up from under my skin.I paused for a moment,and allowing myself the privilege to really enjoy the work of art before me. it was truly beautiful and welcoming."Don't you want to see what the inside look like?" Luna Eveline had called back at me from the front porch, and pulling me out of my train of thoughtI shot her a small smile and a curt nod,"Sure. Of course, I 'd love to"
Logan's POV*Nothing has been the same ever since Avalon called to reject our mate bond. Before her name flashed across the screen of my phone that day, I was getting ready to go to her. To finally get her back even if it meant going against my father and everything else._ I was going to fucking do it. It was either her or nothing else and I picked her.But instead of her laughter filtering through the receiver like she used to do after our usual bantering of her refusing to let me know where she was, I heard the ugly voice of hatred echoing through her every word and back at me like a fucking stab to the chest.Heck, I fucking saw it coming even before the word made it out of her mouth and ripped right through me like a silver bullet. It was worst than anything I have ever felt before. Her words were enough to make me loose my mind for a couple of weeks.I didn't think anything has the ability to hurt me this much but Avalon proved
Ava's POV*I stepped into the training Arena feeling all hyped and at the same time nervous and shit. At least, a thousand men and women were watching from their seat. Today happens to be the annual fighting contest held among the pack members for those intending to join the warrior wolves. They are given a chance to prove themselves against an opponent in a fair fight.It was more like a ritual where one physical strength and perseverance is tasted before he or she is tagged with the warrior stamp. I wasn't left out of the competition either.My opponent is a young girl about my age even though she look a lot older and far more stronger with ripped muscles than I could ever come to have. From the look in her eyes, it was obvious she has been waiting for this very moment her whole life and just can't wait to get me out of her way.I have watched her spar with most of the male warriors even before now while stealing short glance
*I returned back to my room feeling sore and totally bruised after Lily had finished dressing the cut on my arm.With scuffling feet and tensed shoulders, I continued to drag my way to the bathroom and slipped out of my soiled clothes before turning on the heat in the water as high as possible. My eyes darted towards the mirror on the wall after a while and found it covered with steam evaporating from the water already and sighed.I wasn't exactly sure if I wanted to see my own reflection because I was sure that I'd be looking a total mess.I took another sigh and let my hands do the thinking for me as it reached over and wiped it slightly with my left palm,and almost cringed at the face staring right back at me.Damn, I looked almost anything but myself. Bruised cheeks and cracked lips and dark visible circle around the eyes seemed like the new appealing features on my body not to mention how awful I feel on the inside.
*A moment passed by without either of us doing anything to take the kiss a bit further. We just sat there on the floor with our lips attached to one another yet unmoving as if waiting to be told what to do next.So damn awkward I tell you.And Just when i thought about pulling away, I heard him gave a low throaty growl before i felt his hand cupping the back of my neck gently and pulled me closer, his lips starting to more than move hungrily against mine and I just let him.I let him kiss me because i wanted to know what it feels like to be kissed by someone again and who better than Carlos. I know he has been itching to do it all evening just like my wolf can't wait to give in to the mate craving as well.Letting myself relax completely, i leaned in further into his warmth with my eyes closed while trying to savor this very moment as much as I still could. The familiar feeling was seating right there at the pit of
Dressed in my training outfit of black jogger and plain armless T-shirt. I pulled my hair up in a tight ponytail with a band and then slipped on my ankle boots that was starting to wear out already. I quickly tied the shoelace into place before heading out to meet Silas and the others.I followed Silas to the pack's armory room housing a vast set of weapons to equip myself for the hunt.My eyes settled on the familiar bow hanging on the wall and I immediately went for it. I picked a quiver filled with arrows and hung it on my back before reaching for a black leather gloves as well.Satisfied with my items, I turned to walk away but paused in my next hasty step when I noticed a short blade with black leather handle lying across the wooden table and picked it up.It was light yet warm and rough around the edges but fit right into my palm like it was made just for me. There was something intriguing about the blade that makes it different