THERON'S POV My hands tingled with a dire need to rest around her waist, and pull her close. Riona's cheeks flamed under my intense watch. She looked down at her feet. “You're back,” Her words were throaty. I nodded. “Yeah, it's good to see you,” There was nothing in me that indicated peace. My thoughts were muddled. I covered the distance between us, till we were mere inches apart. Riona lifted her face, and our eyes locked. Damn! I'd always known she had the most beautiful set of eyes. Albeit, there were no right words to describe staring at it this close. Her eyes pierced right into the most staunch part of my heart. I scratched my hands through my hair. For the umpteenth time since I met Riona, I was at loss for words. An action that was fast becoming a norm, much to my chagrin. “How'd your training go with Vincent?” Her lips spread in a smile. Still, I could tell it wasn't genuine. “Fine. It went absolutely well,” Her throat bobbed with a hard swallow. “But, Elara and I c
THERON'S POV Vuk gritted through poisonous clenched fangs. His veins sang with exhilaration. He wanted— craved more pounds of pink flesh. I pushed myself from his bloodied body, and hovered around him like a dark cloud, vibrating with lightning. I bit down on my lower lips. “The next time you play stupid games with me,” I paused, and a scoff escaped the corner of my lips. “I'll rip your bones out of your flesh, before I finish you off,” He spat out the blood in his mouth. Carter scrambled around, and two of the other Alphas watching with keen interest, gingerly walked towards him to help him up. All the while, their eyes were fixed on me. Carter's eyes glowed with a mischievous glint. “You've only won this round Alpha Theron Moretti,” His voice was etched with indignation. I shrugged. I wanted to give him a retort. But shoved the idea aside. I wasn't accessible to just anyone around the province. Not even to them. “I’m out of this damn place,” I said, and sauntered out. I felt
THERON'S POV I'd had enough of going through pack's politics. I spent the entire morning in my private lounge sprinting and sparring with the other young Alpha's, while the older ones watched. This was one of the times Alphas around the packs were to assemble and decide the fate of rogues who constantly attacked the packs. My pack was on the brink of being breached. That wasn't their business. I could clean up my own mess before the stench got out. After trashing about seven Alphas in thirty minutes, I pulled my shirt from the hanger, and wiped my sweaty body clean. Asides the exhilaration, I wanted to kill the overwhelming desires that pumped the muscles around my groin and rested around my cock. Each night, her thoughts consumed me and I ended up with a throbbing arousal. I'd seen women, and heiresses, and mafia princesses— None of these women got into my head like Riona. A wave of anger flushed through my blood. Still, I could feel the streak of intense want sprouting in my hea
RIONA'S POV “Stretch your arms, and feel the energy from all parts of your body,” Gamma Vincent instructed. His tawny eyes casted a judging look at me. Albeit, he wasn't as open about the hatred at Kanesha. Still, I could see the minute disapproval in his eyes. Elara whined. She wasn't having any of this. Afterall, she'd been doing good all these years by sprinting and training in solitude. That was all she'd been used to, all her life. I did as Gamma Vincent instructed. Alpha Theron had travelled to the West province for pack politics and had given Gamma Vincent express permission to make sure I was in great hands at all times. Training. Making sure my wounds heal properly. Heck! Monitoring my movements. I couldn't even take prolonged evening strolls anymore. In his words, “That's the only way to keep her wandering feet at a place,” His voice had come out calm, but his facial expression was stoic, and devoid of the least emotions. “Welldone, Well-done Riona!” Gamma Vincent said
RIONA'S POV I watched Rylan and his grandmother speaking. Equal parts confused, and equal parts curious. Odessa whined inside of me. She perked her head to take in everything in front of her, but the heat from his mere presence confused her. “Camilla, there's never a good time for anything,” he muttered. Whatever the problem was, it was obvious it drained a part of him, he didn't want to talk about. A mixture of panic, and pain lined his facial features. His jaw clenched harder with each word he spoke. His gray eyes became tawny, coloured with wariness. Camilla reached for his hands, and squeezed it softly. “Son, we can't have you plunging into something that delicate,” frustration carved wrinkles on her face, “Remember you still need to win the heart of your subordinates, to become the official heir to Oakville throne.” His lips parted like he was about to counter her, when she added, beating him to it. “I don't think the pack members would want an injured Alpha.” He grunted, r
Tree branches slapped and scratched me, searing my skin as I ran through the thick woods. Heavy stomps of feet raced closer to me, covering the distance between me and my predators, and reached my ears. My vision became blurry, and it took every bit of willpower in me to keep my heavy legs running through the woods filled with thorns. My lips fell slightly apart as I struggled to drag in oxygen into my lungs. “Riona, you can't run away from us…” one man growled behind me before he let out a sinister laugh.My wolf, Elara, twirled inside of me, fighting and scratching to come to the surface. Unlike me, she was raw, brutal, and wouldn't hesitate before her claws sliced out and dug out their eyes.Elara was nothing like me. She was always ready for a faceoff with anyone she perceived as an enemy. But letting her have her way would mean shoving her as bait to her enemies. They would easily outnumber her, and the last thing I wanted was a weakened wolf.With each step I took, my legs fel
RIONA'S POV My day started badly. My feet tingled with a foreign stiffness I wasn't used to. I made to turn but my insides twisted with a torturing pain. I fell with my back against the bed. I let out a groan, when Alpha Theron's scent floated into my nose. Elara reared her head in sheer pleasure. His presence soothed a part of her, a part of us we didn't know needed to be calmed. What followed next was the stomping of his feet against the marble tiles as he approached my bed. His gaze net mine, and even with the signature permanent scowl etched on his face, his eyes glimmered with a soft smile.I made to push myself up, Alpha Theron covered the small distance between us, and wrapped his arms around me, serving as an edge. The warmth pressed harder into my bones. “Hey,” A faint bitter taste lingered in my mouth. I tipped my head sideways to take in his facial expression. The skin beneath his eyes was smudged from exhaustion. My eyes hovered around the room, and the pieces of puzz
ALPHA THERON'S POV Streaks of anger resurfaced at the edge of my consciousness. I got her to the safety of the pack house. The instant I set her in bed, I checked her thoroughly. My heart slammed against my ribcage with a bruising force. Examining her wounds was like stabbing my muscles with a silver dagger. Asides the cuts, and the mild concussion there was nothing to panic about. Still, the surge of adrenaline slithering through my veins petered out any sense of reasoning. I…I thought I'd lost her. Mental images of holding Riona's limp body emerged at the edges of my consciousness. Her body felt limp, cold. Riona's temperature was beyond belief. I unbuttoned her shirt, and waited for the slightest response from her— I got nothing. The lingering fear of losing her pressed further into my consciousness. I made a mental note to deal with Kanesha much later. For now, all I wanted to do was see Riona back to her feet. That was what mattered to me. I placed a bag of ice packs agains
THERON'S POV My curled fist hung midway in the air, as I fought with my guts whether to knock on her door or not. It's been a few days since I flipped on her. Somehow, Riona had thought the best option she could come up with was keeping to herself. The first couple of days I'd ignored her. Yep. I'd struggled through breakfast and having to train without feeling the gaze of a certain five foot six inches staring at me. Today was the height of it. Vuk had snugged me out of my sleep and dragged me straight to her door. ‘Vuk, we really don't have to do this,’ I tried to cajole him. He hissed. ‘Do what exactly?’ Vuk reiterated. My jaw clenched. ‘Going to meet her right in her room! It's absurd man, and you know it.’ ‘Hmm. Last I checked, a certain Alpha wouldn't keep his arms off his mate while in bed—’ Wait a quick minute. I cut him off before he had a chance to continue his rambling. ‘That was different and you know it. She was sick, sick! I couldn't let her suffer that alone.’ V