Lazarus povSo, the last twenty-four hours have been more eventful than my entire existence. What started as a quite stressful, but beautiful experience ended up in disaster. Learning that one of my brothers went missing was a hard blow, but on top of that, we have Sarah back in the hospital bed. From what I learned so far, Luka left because of something Lenox said under the influence of some mythical creature. I'd understand a walk to clear his mind and though Luka has never been one to lose his cool over something this quickly, I get why he needed some alone time. Our household has been a mess with pregnancy and uniting packs, so all of us dangled on the tip of the knife when it came to anything that might trigger our emotions. However, Luka is not one to leave and never look back. He can take a bit more time to cool off, but he always returns. Not this time apparently, and what makes the situation worse is that the trackers couldn't find him. As soon as I learned about his
Luka pov“How stupid are you?” Someone screams near me, but I don’t recognise the voice. My head pounds, the pain keeps spreading, and no matter how hard I try, I can’t open my eyes. The first instinct is to bring my hand to the back of my head, where the pain is most intense, but I can’t do even that much because it feels like my wrists are tied behind my back. “I’m not stupid!” Another new voice joins the heated argument. The stench in this place is dreadful. Worse than the cells that used to be located in my father’s old packhouse. And that was bad due to all the blood, rotten flesh and vomit of rogue invaders mixing. “You are the damn king of stupid! You must have two brain cells, and both are fighting for third place! I can’t believe you messed up such an easy task. To think I ever assumed you could manage on your own!” The first voice comes back with more aggression.I’m no stranger to useless arguments; I had many over the years with my brothers, but this one is killing me.
Luka pov“Those idiots got their hands on a few drops of venom, that’s why you can’t open your eyes. Don’t freak out just yet, it’ll take a few hours until the effect wears off, so you’re not in any immediate danger, and neither is your vision.” The stranger warns me as he carries me away from the awful stench. I’m on his back like a wounded animal, and quite frankly, I’m surprised he talked dumb and dumber into giving me to him. I don’t dare to assume that I’m safe with this man. There’s no such thing as safety around strangers and those who stood with someone who decided to kidnap me. For whatever reasons they did it, I’ll figure out who they were and have their heads handed to me.“Why are you helping me?” I ask the most important question. This man didn’t lay out his intentions when he decided to get me out of there, so I can’t trust him just yet. Especially since I can’t see where he’s taking me. “Because I’m not that thrilled about the idea of kissing my life goodbye. Come o
Lazarus povSarah was awake for all but two minutes until she fell asleep again. I wish I could gaze into her eyes for longer, but at least the doctors assured us that it’s normal to feel extremely tired in her condition. They say it’ll take a few days until she comes back to her senses completely, so for now, everything is a waiting game for us. Than walks me out of her room and stops in the hall. I shouldn’t be, but I am happy that he’s the only one of our parents left in the hospital. Mom needs to take care of our siblings and the rest of the dads are running around her like she’s a miracle. I’m not trying to say it’s a bad thing, because it’s truly wonderful, but my feelings are far too conflicted right now. A part of me wants my parents around so they could give some much-needed support, but the other part screams they shouldn’t be a part of the misery. Than’s massive palm lands on my shoulder. “It will be okay, son. She needs some rest; the baby is safe, and we will find L
Lazarus pov Well, shit. Great. That's just what I needed. Note the sarcasm. Sighing, I give up on any idea that ran through my mind earlier and mutter, "I'll be on my way to greet the Elders then." Even though I'm on pretty good terms with some of them, I can't flaunt amazing communication abilities when it comes to the Elders. Luka is the brains of the bunch and he has plenty of Council friends. Speaking of which, he disappears right when he's needed the most. I know I am unreasonably irritated by the situation and the Council members falling on my head like unexpected snow, but I can’t help myself. For the time being that I have to spend next to those men and women; I’ll pretend everything is okay. Now to think of a believable excuse for my brothers. As always, I reach the main building before I’m ready to face the guests. My mind is blank, nothing I think of seems like a legit reason to excuse Luka and Lenox, so if shit really hits the fan, I’ll have to come clean with
Lenox pov“Do you guys have mutated dust here? I swear, my balls feel like someone’s brushing sandpaper against them,” I groan and reach into my pants to ease the itch. As I relieve the annoying sensation, both men turn their gazes on me. “What?” I snap at the morons who stare at me in disgust. “Don’t tell me you haven’t seen a guy scratch his balls before. Come on; it’s the most natural thing to do. Besides, it’s not like I have an STD or anything. And for your information, no, I don’t plan to fuck you, so my itch stays where it belongs – in my pants.” I grin and carry on with my business. “Normal people don’t do that with a spoon,” one of them scoffs. Well, that’s offensive. “Pray God I won’t shove the spoon down your throat and share the taste with you.” I wink at the guy who keeps making weird grimaces. In all honesty, I should’ve killed these two, but after the call with my brother, I would rather stick around for a little longer than return home and face Laz’s wrath. Some
Luka povThe silence is louder than I thought it could be. It’s suffocating me. I need to get away from here, from the man who claims to be the saviour but acts like the world is nothing but a big mystery. Trusting someone I just met has always seemed like the most ridiculous thing to do, and even though he did technically save my life, I can’t look at him like someone who means well. Fenton accompanied the men who kidnapped me, and if he could turn his back on them, where’s the proof he wouldn’t do the same to me? The only people I can trust are my family. Outsiders don’t belong with us, as stupid as it sounds, and I’m sure none of us would willingly accept any. I can’t claim the statement to be awfully precise because we just welcomed Than into our family, but that was a different case. He never helped anyone to kidnap us or meant harm. Once the silence stretches out and becomes uncomfortable, I clear my throat. Fenton’s gaze settles on me the next moment as if he’s been wait
Lazarus pov“I mean this with the most disrespect you could imagine, but have you lost your fucking goddamn mind?” I roar at the Elder. My reaction might have some serious consequences but fuck that! Have they all lost their minds?The gall to enter my home, my territory and throw demands at us? Yes, I will tolerate their disrespect and unreasonable demands. As if. “Alpha Lazarus, please calm down,” the Elder raises his hands and takes one step back to increase the distance between us. Maybe he noticed I’m ready to jump over this damn desk and attack him if another word will leave his mouth. I can picture the satisfying look on his face while he would choke on his own blood. “Please, listen to me. It’s important to have a Luna, and I don’t see an issue with claiming the woman. Your brothers and you have the woman right here, under your noses. Is this request really that unreasonable?” He keeps blabbering his nonsense. I straighten my body and walk around the desk. With each step