Alpha Farrell's POVI took in my surrounding, hating the dirty condition of the cell. Yes I threw her in here but Archer could have at least ensured they cleaned the place up before locking my mate... before locking her up in here. Thinking back on the conversation Archer tried to have with me I brought my eyes to Star. Her eyes filled with fear as she avoided holding my gaze. Not that I wanted her too. I was still upset about the broken portrait but I was willing to give reason to Archer's word. I had promised him after all. I glanced over at her before speaking. "Are you hurt?" Star appeared startled by my voice then raised her head. I inhaled when her eyes met mine. If there was any word that best described her bright blue eyes it would be 'gorgeous'. I suddenly felt envious of how captivating and calming her eyes were unlike my red eyes that were testified scary. I softened my gaze on her hoping to lessen the fear I could feel coming from her. I moved closer but stopped when s
Alpha Farrell's POVThe sound of my steps echo through the hallways as I storm into my study. The mate bond be damned! Who does she think she is?! My breathing became heavy and I felt like returning back to the cell to finish off what I started. What right does she think she had to speak to me in such manner. Like I was some pitiful case and she was the cure to my ache. "She means nothing!" I screamed at the wall. "Nothing at all." Frustration overwhelmed me as I knew I was only saying this but within me I knew for sure she meant much more. Feeling the need to destroy something, anything, I pushed off the books from my desk. It did nothing to quench the anger within me. Star be damned! I angrily kicked the table off its footing, sending it into the wall. The loud clash caused a thick vibration across the windows and I found it almost satisfying. I reached for a chair and sent it flying, getting the same loud distracting noise. This was exactly what I needed. Something to distrac
Star's POVI wrapped my hands around myself in tiredness. The weather soaked into my body leaving me stuffed with excess cold. It was slowly getting harder for me to breathe. It probably was because a few minutes ago I was almost strangled to death. It was foolish of me to have bothered or even shown a bit of care the the Lycan alpha. He was ruthless and harsh and he didn't hesitate to prove to me how little I meant to him. If I meant anything at all. But we are mates... aren't we?I was mentally troubled with my thoughts and for a while it kept me unaware of the cold but after sitting on the cemented floor of an empty smelling cell, I eventually caught the cold. My head burned and my eyes stung but I couldn't help myself. I was locked in a cell at the far back of the prison and whenever I called on a guard I was simply ignored. At the moment I couldn't even find it in myself the strength to call for help. It wasn't all bad considering I could easily find death this way. It hurt
Archer's POVI snarled, urging Farrell to charge at me with his claws. I in no way intended to take down my brother as it would be almost impossible to do so. Even in his mid shift he was still stronger than I. "Come on!" I yelled through my hard glare. He was angry and I knew he wanted to let out some steam so I didn't mind getting a few bruises. I don't know exactly what Star had said to him but I do know that it had hurt badly and probably brought back bad memories. I wished I could say Farrell has been doing fine but that would be a big lie. He had been holding himself strong and training his new form with the help of pack warriors determined to take the life of those who killed his family. Now he had done what he wanted. He had slowly and painfully taken the life of Duncan, their alpha, yet I could see it in his eyes; he wasn't satisfied. The void wasn't filled. Killing his enemies hadn't brought them back. If he would just calm down and listen. If only he would try and see ho
Star's POVI found it impossible to sleep through the night. I wasn't sure what time it was but I knew for certain it was past midnight as the full moon shone brightly in the sky. I closed my eyes calmly listening to the echo of a loud howl. The sound wasn't happy or bland, instead it was filled with so much pain. It was the kind my father had rendered on my sixteenth birthday when I still couldn't shift. It was a call of pain and hurt. A shout of regret and helplessness. It was a sound that poured out my emotions. Oh goddess bless whoever it was weeping as the person brought a strange peace to my heart at the sound of my thoughts being poured out in a sorrowful howl. It was something I would have done severally if I could shift but then I would probably never have had to cry so hard as life would have been better and less painful to live. I would have felt choked with every breath I took. I wouldn't have to think of floating away with his sounds. This is the last sound I want to
Casey's POVI tucked in the ends of the blue blanket under my bed unable to hide my smile. I felt so relieved after leaving Alpha Farrell's mate in her cell tonight. Though I wish she wasn't in a cell but it was alpha Farrell's decision and he could be stiff headed some days. Remembering how cold and pale she was when I got there, my face scrunched up in a frown. I needed to ask Beta Archer to speak to Alpha Farrell. He could kill her and that is the last thing we want for our pack. A sigh escaped my lips as I plunked into my bed. Unlike every other maid in the palace, I was quite close to the Alpha. He was friends with my mother and although she was a good fifteen years older than him they were very close until her death. Since then Alpha Farrell cared for me like a relative. I still served as a maid in the palace and I wasn't complaining. I actually liked it; the smile people gave whenever I served always warmed my heart. So far Alpha Farrell's mate was the toughest to pull clos
Alpha Farrell's POVI growled as my hackles rose, my eyes burned as I kept Casey under my gaze. How could she? "How could you?!" I yelled, feeling anger enveloping me. Casey shivered in fright on the floor and I felt the urge to punish her. "Alpha Farrell?" The guard at the door pleaded, glancing between I and Casey. I kept my gaze on Casey, ignoring the man trying to calm me down. "I swear on the moon I will kill you with my own hands if you do not explain. Casey?!" My voice charged with warning and she raised her head. Her face was covered in tears. The veins on her neck pulsed as I'd she was trying to speak. "Damn it! Sign for goddess' sake!" I sprung to my feet, the pain in my leg instantly becoming numb. I just needed to know she didn't give her the blanket. I needed to know she didn't tell her to take her life. All she had to do was sign but that was the one thing she wasn't doing. "Casey?!" I could feel the beast in me clouding my senses but if she wasn't going to deny it
Star's POVSpending twenty four hours locked in a hospital room has a negative way of affecting the mind. My tired gaze roamed across the stark white room I was forced to stay in. I felt tired. Too tired to try and remove the tubes connected to my hands. Too tired to cry. Too tired to think properly. I had woken up alone and I couldn't deny the fact that being alone didn't feel good. This was my reality though. I knew I would always be alone. Mated or not, I knew no one could stay with me long enough but was this really a bad thing? No it wasn't. I would rather live my reality than have that Lycan alpha pretending to care about anyone other than himself. My eyes widened when I caught sight of a shiny silver on the floor. I leaned over my bed to catch a better glimpse of what it was, ignoring the sting from the needles in my arm. A knife... a pocket knife! Quickly without thinking too much about it I reached under the bed where the knife was resting and picked it up. I winced when