FAZER LOGINEzra stood beside the window of his room automatically deep in thoughts. He had been watching the same stretch of trees for several minutes but he could barely even see them anymore. His mind was somewhere else and he didn't even notice when Marco came into his room. "Hey." He said from behind, causing him to flinch. Marco chuckled upon seeing his expression. "I am sorry. I didn't mean to scare you like that. I knocked but you didn't respond." "Oh...yes, I am sorry about that. I was just...uhm...carried away by my thoughts." Ezra turned to face him. Marco stepped back a few inches away and folded his arms. "I was going to come and invite you for dinner before but seeing this heavy expression you are carrying, I just know something is wrong. Do you want to speak to me?"Ezra nodded slowly. "Yeah. I have been contemplating it." "Well, go ahead."Ezra pressed his thumb against the wall. His heart was beating faster by each second as he struggled to find how best to pu
Even though the dining table had twelve seats, there were only eight people around it which was enough to just make the room feel full to dilute the tension that had been building since Vera and Marco presented themselves. Marco's father, Ezekiel, sat at the head of the table in his wheelchair, his hands were folded in his lap while he stared, almost lifeless, at his son and Vera.The eldest at the table was Ezekiel's older brother, Goran. His attention was on Vera instead and he could barely contain his anger. "You are going to start a war, Vera. Are you dumb?" Goran finally spoke, unable to hide his annoyance any longer. The table went quieter than before as everyone suddenly hung onto their forks and spoons in the air. Vera paused for some seconds, letting the words sink right in before smiling stiffly. She put the meal in her mouth and looked at Goran. "Isn't it too much to just call me 'dumb?' We haven't seen each other in months now." "And whose fault is that? If
EZRA'S POVI was sitting on my bed, deep in thoughts while ignoring the sunlight that had pierced through my curtains and reflected on my bed. It has been almost a week since I have been here. Everything looked different and I couldn't say whether it was for good or for bad. I was getting better physically at least. My temperature had stabilized and my dizziness was gone. I ate properly for the first time yesterday. Marco was relieved when he saw me put my empty plate down and praised me. I had gotten the time to learn about Valden and even about my biology as an omega werewolf. It was nice to see other people who were like me too but there was a problem...Despite being so far away from Caldenmoor, I ought to be happy. I ought to be relieved. But why did it feel so shallow? Valden was supposed to be the place of answer to my questions but I wasn't getting what I wanted. If anything, the pressure doubled only harder.I kept getting anxious every single time that I could barely thin
COLE'S POVThe argument had started before I had fully put my bag down. "Cole, what are you doing? You shouldn't be here." Aldric said. His tone was off and a bit condescending to me. "And yet here I am. Why are you so rude? You told me to come here anytime. Have you forgotten?" He rolled his eyes, "Can't you see things right now? Caldenmoor isn't safe. You know this so why would you still think now is the perfect time to come, Cole? What the fuck is wrong with you?" "Ezra is missing. If that isn't enough reason to be here then I don't know what else..." "So you also want to go missing?" "Aldric, my best friend has disappeared into what I can only assume is a very dangerous situation and you want me to stay in Voss City and do what exactly? Keep playing hockey?" I looked at him. "That's not who I am." "This isn't about who you are or aren't. Nobody gives a fuck about that!" He retorted. My heart sank at the harshness of his tone. "It's about the specific physica
THE AUTHOR'S POVEzra blinked a few times after opening his eyes only to come across an unfamiliar ceiling. He let his brain do the work of assembling where he was from the available information but the process was cut short abruptly. "Hey." Marco said from somewhere to his left. Ezra shifted his view towards that side. Marco was in the chair beside the bed. He then leaned forward after Ezra's eyes found him and reached for the glass on the nightstand. "Just take it slow and don't sit up yet, okay? Have water first then you can ask questions." Ezra took the glass and drank eagerly. Marco watched him in great relief. At least, his reaction meant that his system was functioning well. "W-what happened?" Ezra asked when the glass was empty. Marco collected it from him. "You showed up at our door in the middle of the night before we left Caldenmoor. You were barely standing. You looked pale and you were shaking. It was as if you had seen something that terrified you." He pu
DORIAN'S POVAs soon as I got back to Veyrath, I didn't head home. I went straight to Aldric's clinic to kind of get my mind off some things. He came out of the back when I arrived, still in his clinical clothes, and looked at me as if he was trying to assess my situation. "Well, you look terrible. Is this the effect of not having one's mate close?" "Please don't joke with me, Aldric. I am not really in the mood." "Where are you coming from? The air around you smells different." "I went to Voss City." "Hmm. Before we proceed, Riven brought a woman yesterday. He said she is Dave's mother." I nodded, "Yeah. She is." "Hmm. She's been with him since yesterday afternoon, sitting and talking to him...I don't know how much he hears at this stage but it doesn't seem to matter to her. She looks better for it. Being in the room...having somewhere to put all of it. I feel pity for her." Aldric recited. "We had to bring her close seeing as her health was also deterior
DORIAN'S POV Caelen didn't look up when we walked in. He was at his desk the way he always was, coat on despite being indoors, a document open in front of him that he wasn't reading anymore. He had that partying stillness which signalled that he had been waiting but decided not to let it show.
DORIAN'S POV. The black ice had no business being as beautiful as it was. That was the only thought I didn't say out loud because it was the kind of observation that served no practical purpose. Draven Stadium, a place that we've owned for more than two years, was the perfect place for us to prac
EZRA'S POV The footage had been running for about what? Forty minutes before I realized I was yet to blink. I reached up quickly and pressed two fingers against my right eye, just to confirm if I could still blink. I didn't want things going wrong when I was this close to my goals.Luckily for me,
EZRA'S POVFOUR MONTHS LATER"Ezra! Ezra, that pass in the third, bro, where did that even come from?""Just saw the opening," I shrugged. "Just saw the opening?" Cole repeated, throwing his arm around my neck and nearly taking me off balance. "Listen to this guy. Just saw the opening. You made Pe







