I look at how different he looks. His body so large I can barely understand how he moves. His jaw sharper and covered in a full beard, his hair longer and pulled back into a tight bun. But he still looks like him. I can still see traces of his father, no matter how much he’s tried to hide it.His green eyes pierce into mine, but I don’t react. I won’t.He smirks at me, “Finally, find your mate and all you do is stand there?” He asks cruelly and I see Dallas glance between both of us.I give him a sweet smile. “I’ve known you were my mate since I was fifteen, Griffy. This is hardly a surprise to me.” I say sweetly, still making no move to move closer to him.My wolf doesn’t beg, doesn’t make me want to crawl over to him, because she knows we have more important things to accomplish, and this meeting is important in accomplishing it.I see a flash of something cross his eyes, but it’s gone in an instant as his face hardens even more, and he glares at me. “Alpha.” He growls.I tilt my he
I tried to listen to music to calm my nerves as I drove to the pack, but it wasn’t helping.‘This is important.’ My wolf Alex says into my mind, and I nod agreeing. She misses our old life too. She misses running through the forest of the pack with her best friends.I want to help Griffon and I will if I can, but he’s not the reason I’ve come here. We have bigger plans, bigger more important goals.I see the wall that towers one hundred feet into the air come into view and my teeth clench. We’re almost there.My wolf walks in circles in my mind. She knows we need to do this, but this is a huge risk. If we get caught; I don’t think it’ll matter what I meant to him once upon a time.The looming gates cast in the blackest cloud I’ve ever seen stands before me and I bring my car to a stop. It’s gotten so much worse.The sun shines brightly, but I can tell I’ll be cast into black the second I make it through those gates. Good thing I can see in the dark.One of the guards walks over to me,
*Two years later*‘Screams echo through the hall and my fist clench, and my jaw tightens.I can’t scream, I can’t yell, that only seems to make things worse. I look around the cell looking for a way out. Looking for a weapon. Something I’ve done so many times, I know there’s nothing, but I have to find something.A warm hand lands on my shoulder, but I don’t follow it, I just continue to stare down the hall, praying to the Goddess they’ll stop this.’My body shoots up into an upright position, as sweat coats my skin and my breathing comes harder. A week, it’s been a week of dreaming the same dream. The echoes of screams resonate in my soul, and I can’t make this feeling disappear.I have to do something.I get out of bed and start packing my bag.Once it’s morning and I hear my mom and dad downstairs in the kitchen, I follow the scent of bacon and make my way downstairs.A year and a half and this house still doesn’t feel like home. It’s not home, but home isn’t a place we can go.It’
Griffon's povTime stands still, after my mother’s blood splatters into my face, the witch disappears with a smirk on her face, and my body falls to the ground.I sit there staring at the spot where she was. Where he was. People with blurry faces rush into the room, but all I can see is red.Red swirls around the air like a mist, but I continue to breath it in, because I can’t move. I can’t think, I can’t… I don’t even know. I just can’t.The last thing I said to my mom starts running on repeat in my head as I stare at her blood.This is all my fault.Everything.She tried to warn me. She tried to tell me. I was so under her spell that I refused to listen.My eyes slowly turn towards her. The bitch that had me under her spell. The bitch that got my parents killed.She has tears streaking down her cheeks, screaming for my father as Walker, and Henry hold her captive.My father, that’s who she’s worried about, even after everything.I look up at Walker, who’s barely using any strength t
She chuckles as she loosens her fist and lets her hand fall to her side. Griffon stays attached to the wall, heavily breathing. His eyes find mine and I can see the sorrow sitting there.“Mom…” He’s voice is cut off and I glare back at the witch. I can already tell she’s stronger than the last witch.I don’t know what to do.The witch sighs, “This wasn’t supposed to happen yet. Apparently, I made the spell on Nadia too strong, Griffon here just couldn’t stay away.” She ticks and I shake my head.“You’ve been hiding her this whole time?” I ask and look over to see Clara’s triumphant smile, making me want to rip off her face even more than I already do.The witch glares at me, “No. Not the whole time, just since you murdered my daughter.” She says glancing over at Griffon again. Like she’s saying an eye for an eye.My breath hitches and Liam growls. “That wasn’t her!” He shouts, right before his voice gets cut off too.His eyes fall on me as he tries to say something to me, but it won’t
Liam’s fuming by time I get in the house, but I feel numb. There has to be something going on. There has to be a reason my son is acting like this. This goes beyond the mate bond.This must be something else. It just must be.Dallas sets me down next to my desk and I jump off him and sit down.I’m not sure what expression I have on my face, but Liam’s anger doesn’t calm once he in front of me. He turns away from me looking at the door, then back at me.“I’m going to go.” Liam says starting to walk away before I grab his hand and make him stop. “What are you going to do?” There’s a fine line between mate bond and family and with the anger on Liam’s face; I’m scared he might cross it.His jaw clench’s as he lets me stop him. Walking back to me and kneeling in front of me and placing his forehead on mine. Shutting his eyes, then lifting them to mine. “I have to do something.” He whispers and I shake my head. “He’s hurting.” I whisper back and he shakes his head. “I don’t care.” He growls