Sitting on the black cotton chair beside the king-size bed, Devon stared at the frail body of alpha Loeka from the rim of the black tinted glass sitting on the bridge of his nose. The colour of his skin was gone. The poison was spreading more.The beep from the monitor close to the bed showing the slow rhythm of alpha Loeka's heart beat as his chest rose and fellDevon's nose twitched upwardly, in disgust, his eyes unreadable"If only you hadn't pushed too much, father" he muttered quietly not to wake up alpha VikronThe only light in the room making his face almost unnoticed where he sat.As if suddenly aware of the other presence in the room, alpha Loeka's eyes shifted momentarily, adjusting to the light in the room as his gaze landed on Devon.The devil's son. Alpha Loeka felt the uncomfortable presence in the room.The silence in the room grew momentarily. Alpha Loeka's eyes still held the strength of a wild fox, staring hard at Devon's cold gaze, daring, waiting to sting."Good e
Camille's POV Alpha Vikron had mentioned something about a curse at the park, but I was only on flutter waves, wanting not to be disturbed by it.Lying on the bed now, facing the ceiling with Leonora's carvings of stars and the moon on the wall, with the blue lights moving sparsely across them, making them look real, that word was cutting across my mind: *his curse*.What did he mean?"One minute you're blushing red, with your eyes dancing like you're on the moon; next minute, you're turning blue, like you're about to have an ultimate brain relapse. You're a freak, that's for sure."Leonora sat on the floor, in yoga style, her hair pulled back into a ponytail."I thought you're supposed to be meditating. Isn't that the essence of yoga? To quiet your mind?""Hogwash," she said, opening her eyes to glare at me."I'm doing this because I think it's a city thing, you know. The girls I met today at the gym—they looked cool doing it.""Doesn't make it a city thing.""That's on you and your
Coming in from the back gate, Vikron ascended the steep stairs, the early autumn wind making his hands feel icy and numbing. Puffing out the cold air from his mouth, he knocked on the brown door marked Room 546. Leonora had done her part by allowing Camille to stay with her. It was the only place he could now leave Camille. The door creaked open as Leonora's eyes widened. “Come on in, alpha, before you freeze out on the step,” her voice sounded. “I'll let Camille know you're here for her,” she said, then disappeared behind one of the closed doors. The door opened again as Camille appeared, she looked different than the last time he had seen her. She looked better. Her waist length black hair framed her face as she made her way to the chair opposite his. “Good evening, alpha.” “It's the city, Camille. You can skip the alpha part for now,” Vikron said. She nodded her response. “Any news on Skyla?” Camille asked, her expression impassive. Vikron paused for a long moment. “Nobody's
"Seems like your little puppet finally got a hangover from you and is getting all wound up with her new friend,” Conrad slammed himself onto the sofa in Devon's room, as if he didn't have somewhere important to be.“How’s father feeling now? The healer told me the last time he came that father's progress was rather too slow.”“Trying to avoid the conversation,” Conrad smirked wickedly. “Well, father's condition is still the same. You could make an effort to come see him.”Devon curled his fist at Conrad’s remark.His history with father would come later. He wanted to be the last person father spoke to before he died.Slipping the death potion into father's coffee every morning had been easy. Watching Alpha Loeka drink it that first morning had been a delight. It had been slow, but the death potion had gently killed most of his vital organs and weakened his wolf.Everything was going according to plan. What was it Alpha Loeka had said that night in his study? Devon’s mind was racing. H
Camille's POV ******The steady footsteps approaching the mountain had momentarily distracted me. When I glanced back to the spot where I had seen the white wolf, it had vanished—like it had only been a fleeting imagination.Blinking my eyes rapidly, I fixated on the darkness ahead. I knew what I had seen, and it certainly didn’t feel like a hallucination. Or was it the effect of the silver bullet?Gently moving my fingers around the area where the bullet had pierced, the skin was smooth as silk, untouched as if no blood had recently been spilled.“Camille,” Alpha Vikron called from behind me.Turning slowly to face the one who had interrupted the moment between the white wolf and me, stifling my anger I asked, “What are you doing here?”“We had you followed and just wanted to make sure you’re okay,” his voice steady and calm as he spoke.“We?” “Beta Demuel and I had Leonora shadow you from the moment your...” He cleared his throat, careful with his words to avoid sounding insulting
I knew Alpha Vikron wouldn't leave—not that I wanted him to—but the sensation of his presence in the room was deliciously unsettling. His gaze on my back sent a wave of warmth spiraling through me. His earthy, masculine scent was even richer this time, dulling my senses as I inhaled his aroma through my nose, my gaze unwavering on Alpha Sigewuf. “Camille”—my head sharply turned behind me. That voice again. It had to be my wolf, but I wasn't ready to bond with her just yet. The expression on Alpha Vikron's face as he stood, jaw clenched, nose straight, lips pressed into a thin, stern line as he stared past me—was intense. His eyes, dark as night and devoid of emotion, were fixed on Alpha Sigewuf. He appeared too engrossed to have spoken, let alone called my name. “Camille, it's me,” the voice in my head, louder this time—overpowered the sounds outside. She was saying things I wasn't prepared for. I tried to block her out, to the back of my mind; but i had heard her name—Reika. “We