Dylan's POVIt was the third night Ava left the Moonstone pack and I was still able to get a decent amount of sleep. If I tried to sleep even a wink, somehow, it would feel like my subconscious was deeply troubled, hence, I wouldn't have no choice but to leave the bed.My wolf wasn't helping matters either, it wouldn't talk to me, and no, I didn't lose it. It just didn't come to terms with the fact that I rejected Ava. I wasn't bothered about it though, it's just the issue of having sleepless nights that is making me cringe. In my mind, I was trying to justify my actions for banishing Ava for what she'd done. But, some people didn't quite agree with me, someone like Kane unarguably believes the picture was doctored. But, within myself. I could feel that it had indeed happened, and Jake had kissed Ava. If only I had gotten a hold on the fool before he left for Bloodcrest. I clenched my fist as I stepped down from the bed and walked from my room to the pack garden.The moon was half-hi
Ava's POV I walked briskly through the corridors that led to the pack hall with only one thing in mind — Dylan. He had totally ignored me and hadn't spoken to me since he saw a picture of Jake and I. I didn't know what to make of the picture or who could have had the guts to take such a damning picture but then, I have only one person to blame — Jake.He's the only one that could clarify this, but he had suddenly disappeared from the pack. Last time I asked around, I was told he had gone back to Bloodcrest.If only he hadn't kissed me that day, I wouldn't be in this kind of situation. I wouldn't be at the receiving end of Dylan's anger. I could vividly recall the last time he had talked to me. He had specifically warned I go with Jake. I tried to make him see reason with me but I only succeeded in getting him angry. I didn't totally blame him, if I was in his shoes, I'd have done the same. The picture was totally convincing. And it will take a lot of trust for anyone that sees it to
Dylan's POVI stood right on the spot where I had been when Sylvester first showed up. But now, I couldn't find Sylvester anymore among the wolves lying around. Sylvester had made sure he sent his forces to attack, just like he had always done. My pack warriors had easily defeated his wolves, and I was growing increasingly frustrated that I couldn't find Sylvester himself. He must have slunk away when the fight had turned thick."Get Sylvester!" I roared, my voice echoing through the forest. "I want him brought to me now!"I watched as some of my pack warriors nodded, their faces set with determination. They fanned out, searching the trees for any sign of Sylvester.Just as I was about to join the search, my phone beeped. I pulled it out, my eyes narrowing as I saw a picture on the screen. I didn't recognize the people in the picture at first, but something about it caught my attention.I clicked on the picture, and my world came crashing down. Ava was standing with another man, their
Dylan's POV“Alpha, what do we do now?” Damon asked me through a mind link. “Do we head back to the back to the pack?”I became lost in my thoughts for a while as I gripped the phone in my hand, my mind racing with the news Kane had delivered. An attack was imminent, and Sylvester was behind it. The thought made my mind boil. Why did Sylvester suddenly decide to send a message about wanting to attack Moonstone pack? It all didn't add up. I didn't understand what game he was trying to play.“We go back to Moonstone.” I finally answered Damon's question and he soon announced to all the other warriors.As we drove back to Moonstone pack, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. I had always known that Sylvester was a force to be reckoned with, but this was different. This was a direct threat, and I couldn't help but wonder what Sylvester hoped to gain from this attack. I turned to Killian who had his hand tightly bounded and was riding with me."Killian, tell me more about Sylvester,
Ava's POVThe moonlight shone brightly far above me. I inhaled deeply, the crisp night air a welcome relief against the turmoil brewing inside me. My nightly walks were my sanctuary, a time to quiet the noise in my head, but tonight, the silence was filled with the thoughts of Jake.What was he really doing here? His excuse about wanting to get to know the Moonstone pack felt so silly and unreasonable to me. I couldn’t shake the unease that clung to my mind, and a prickly awareness of his near-constant presence. His eyes—those intense, familiar eyes, followed me everywhere. His words, seems too sweet, too reminiscent of a past I’d tried to bury, echoeing in my ears even when he wasn't near.Still lost in my thoughts, I didn’t hear the sound of footsteps behind me. But, suddenly, a hand snaked around my waist, warm and firm, sending a jolt of alarm through me. I whirled around, a snarl ripping from my throat, ready to defend myself. But it was just him. Jake.He didn’t even flinch at
Dylan's POV“My game?” Killian asked, his brows frowned in confusion.I let his mind wander for a while, leaving him in the dark as I watched him keep ruminating on what I had said. Then after a while, he seemed to figure out what I was talking about, or maybe he gave up trying to think. I cleared my throat as I took a few steps closer to him. I couldn't help but laugh at the look of shock on his face. "You see, Killian, I've been playing a little game with you," I said, making sure he could clearly hear the sarcasm. "A game of cat and mouse, where I'm the cat, and you're the mouse."Killian's eyes narrowed, his face twisted in anger. "What fucking game are you talking about, Dylan?" he growled impatiently.I smiled, enjoying the moment. "I'm talking about Ryder, of course," I said, nodding towards Ryder who had now retreated back. "You see, Killian, I purposely released Ryder after the little incident with Sylvester Darkmoon's breakout from the prison in Moonstone pack."Killian's e