The force of the blow to my back sent me forward before I quickly recovered and jumped to the side evading another hit. From a crouched position, I eyed the figure in front of me. I had not anticipated his speed or strength, and by the time I sensed him, it was too late. The impact of his blow would have sent a weaker vampire to the ground seriously injured.I grimaced at the source of the pain until gaining my composure before a sly grin formed on my face as I slowly stood to my feet. My guard had been down assuming he was weak, a mistake I would not make again. He had not been weak at all. In fact, his strength and speed exceeded that of Ezekiel’s. If he had joined the fight before now, things may have gone differently.Unfortunately for him, I had used all my nonlethal tools in taking down the others. It was now clear he would not come willingly and had no plans on allowing me to get leave with Ezekiel. I looked down at the fallen alpha before returning my calculating gaze back to t
Atlas’ POVOnyx. That was my new favorite name. It suited her perfectly describing the color of her long, black shiny, silky hair that I wanted to run my fingers through.Fuck. Her scent was better than anything I had ever smelled in my life; coconut and with a hint of warm vanilla. I wanted to inhale that scent forever. Her eyes were the prettiest shade of purple I had ever seen. I never even fucking liked purple until I saw those gems. I was a compete sucker for her. Her skin was smooth and pale like porcelain, and her lips were so full and pink. I needed to feel them against mine.She looked like a doll, a beautiful doll, one that you would collect as a treasured item put upon display and never touch. But I wanted to touch her badly. I needed to.I watched as she ran off and my heart sank in my chest. My hand grazed against the wound that had started to heal, the wound caused by her, my mate.I think she fucking hated me, but even though she brought me pain, she could have ki
I made it back to the compound still somewhat in disbelief of what had just happened. I could not remember the last time I failed or left a mission incomplete, especially one of this magnitude. Father would be very displeased, but that was the least of my worries. The reason for which I failed my mission was my conundrum.That wolf… he somehow got under my skin and got the best of me mentally and I found myself unable to kill him. It angered me to my core that he had some kind of affect over me. And in the end, I gave him my name. Why? What could I have possibly been thinking?I was not a wolf. Why would his mate bond have any sway over me? No. It could not be. There must have been something else. I was probably just weak and irritable. I had not consumed any blood before I left for the assignment. My energy must have been low, and I was not thinking straight. Yes. That made sense. That was most likely the issue. That had to be it, because the alternative was something I could not bri
Elijah Galanis, heir and future leader of the Galanis coven and all its glory. We did not have official kings and queens, and although each coven was able to retain power individually, the Galanis’ held the most authority and controlled matters as a whole.His face was familiar, and yet different than what I would have imagined. His light brown hair was combed back but a strand hung down in the front against his forehead. His face was smooth, devoid of any hair. The sea-foam green eyes I looked into were the only things that really stayed true to my memory. He was now a lot taller and muscular. He wore a black turtle neck sweater, black pants, and a gold chain with his family emblem hung around his neck.It had been many years since we had seen each other and obviously we were no longer children, but I had not really thought about what he would look like. As much as I hated to admit he had grown to be attractive, if you could call it that.He stared at me curiously and I watched his ey
I slammed my door shut kicking the table across the room. I wanted to do so much more than that. Murder was on my mind. It took all of Thalan and Lilith’s strength to drag me to my bedroom, and even then a few times I had almost made it out of their grasp running back towards Elijah to finish what I had started. Had I not exerted myself earlier, they would not have been able to hold me back. I could not remember the last time I had felt so much anger. The way he antagonized me was demeaning. Father would be less than understanding when he heard about our little interaction, so doing further damage would be problematic for me, but I would love to meet him in the training arena. Playing dirty was not beneath me, and I would absolutely destroy him one way or the other eventually. How could I be betrothed to someone like him? He was completely intolerable, worse than I had remembered. There was no way I could go through with this. I would not go through with this. I had to come up with a
The large gray wolf walked towards me slowly, stopping right in front of me to peer up with those same blue eyes before he lowered his head down to the ground in submission. I was somewhat shocked at this gesture. I stood there confused initially until his snout nudged against my leg. My arm seemed to move on its own as I reached my hand out to pet him.Admittedly, his light gray coat was pleasing to the eye. It shone like a bright silver under the light of the moon. His fur felt extremely soft to the touch as I made long strokes from his neck down to his back. He trembled underneath me from the sensation loving every minute of it.This was the first time I had actually felt a wolf in this way. Usually when my hands were wrapped around them it was not to pet. He did not smell like wet dog either. His scent was different, and I realized it was the scent I had noticed on me before earlier in the night. It was woodsy and earthy, with a hint of fresh water, like the moment right before daw
My eyes shot open darting around the room. I was no longer in the forest. How long had I been out? Immediately I jumped to my feet, dagger in hand scouting out the scene. Where was I?“Relax. You’re safe.”My head jerked toward the familiar voice. The wolf sat in a chair off to the side of the room, his elbows resting on his knees with a worried look on his face. What was he so anxious about?“Where the hell am I? What have you done?”“I didn’t do shit. You passed out. I brought you here. So you’re welcome.”“And where is here?” I asked him, ignoring his sarcasm, my eyes narrowing into slits as I stared back at him. it was clear we were in some sort of a bedroom.“A hotel outside of ally pack boundaries.”My eyes widened. “What could you possibly be thinking? You could have been seen. Is there a brain inside that object that sits upon your shoulders or is it simply filled with air?”“Hey, hey. No need to be so testy. Damn. I was trying to help. You went in and out of consciousness a co
We did not speak much over the next couple of hours. I attempted to get him to leave, but he insisted on staying with me in that insipid hotel room. He felt the need to watch over me, which irritated me to the core. The last thing I needed was a babysitter. I could not fathom the full extent of his infatuation with me. The fact that I was a vampire did not seem to have any affect on him. The mate bond these wolves shared was very different than the blood bond we experienced. I never had someone show so much interest or concern for me and it was disturbing. This type of connection was something I had no need or want for. I preferred to be in complete control of my situations, but it seemed nothing I did deterred him, not even threatening physical harm. I was running out of options. But just because he insisted to torture me with his presence did not mean I had to speak to him.I spent most of my time sitting on the bed arms crossed pouting like a child, the other pacing back and forth