HERMESMY EYES WERE fixed on Layla in shock that she always looked more prettier, whenever she recovered from attacks. Her creamy skin would glow like silver, and cherry red lips would be so full and lush like a fruit needed to be plucked and eaten."Are you sure there's enough energy to speak?" I inquired for affirmation. My wolf didn't feel she needed it, but I was trying to be careful. The same mistake shouldn't be repeated again.My conscience was giving me a lecture on how I had failed Sarah, and was about to blow it with Layla by constantly putting her in dangerous situations. Obviously, she is inexperienced."Yes, that forest. It...it is.." she stuttered, not being able to find the right words.My stomach rumbled and I wrapped her hands in mine before whispering."It's okay. You are alright, I shouldn't have involved you."Her mood changed suddenly. I felt a surge of energy push through her as the statement escaped my mouth. She flinched, and withdrew her hands from my warm gri
LAYLAI MUST ADMIT, Alpha Hermes was full of surprises. One day, he is death cold, refusing to speak or listen to me. Other days, he listens, speaks, and gives indirect advice. But today was completely different from any of those days. This time, he was acting directly on my command. It was fun I must confess."Whose car is that?" I asked with a pointed index finger as our Escalade SUV pulled up in front of Bennie's house. There was a car in the driveway, a Nissan Altima."Gregory," Alpha Hermes muttered inaudibly, slamming the vehicle's door shut as he alighted.We moved carefully to the interior of the house. I paused at the front door and whispered to Alpha Hermes behind me."So many people have been here since his death. I can pick the scents of several people all at once, and it's ruining this.""Not for me. Everyone that had been here is connected to Bennie somehow. We need to separate the scents, find the owners and investigate," Alpha Hermes answered, walking past me, and pushi
HERMESWE HAD NOT even gotten to Riley's Meal when Greg caught up with us. Although, we had made a quick stop at the house to change the Escalade SUV to a more undercover vehicle like mine. I had ceased the opportunity to grab my phone that I carelessly left inside my room before leaving the house earlier.Twelve missed calls from the highschool kid, James Woods. Oh! Sixteen text messages? What could be wrong?My right hand shoved the device into the thigh pocket of my Jean, before I dashed out of the house.Gregory was driving while Layla was giving directions. There was no much of directions to give, It was pretty much a straight road."So, we are gonna get used to receiving directions from you?" Gregory asked Layla who was seated beside him on the front seat next to the driver's seat.She didn't seem to take it as a question. As Gregory parked the car in front of a triangular shaped duplex with a smoking chimney, she hopped out of the car like an upbeat cricket. The house was proba
LAYLAEVEN IF MY sense of smell was dilapidated, the horrific look on Alpha Hermes and Gregory's face conveyed a message, the message that my presence had brought trouble.A sigh escaped Alpha Hermes lips as he tucked his phone into his pocket. He exchanged glances with me and Gregory multiple times, confusion written all over his face.My knees started to feel wobbly at the thought of Jacob torturing a kid because of me. I was supposed to be angry, I guess, but the helpless look on Alpha Hermes face made me feel weak, and caused my heart to beat faster. I had to admit my feelings."I'm scared, what's going to happen?" I whispered in a shaky voice, wanting to bring the awkward silence to an end.No one answered. Alpha Hermes kept staring blankly, while Gregory tilted his head upwards."I can't stay here, I need to leave," I said, since no one replied me. I headed towards the door, secretly hoping that Alpha Hermes would try to stop me."We need to think about things. You can help the
HERMESI WAS COMPLETELY thrown off my feet when I saw Hunt, but I managed to keep my composure, acting like I wasn't bothered by his resurrection. All I wanted was to get James back. If he refused to hand him over, I wouldn't mind killing him again. I would ensure his head came off this time around."I also heard you lost your mate to another pack of your kind, very pathetic," Hunt scoffed. "It's even more pathetic that you are responsible for a family member of your mate's murderer." As Hunt spoke, his eyes drifted to behind me, probably trying to fish out which one of the wolves was Layla.That was it! I couldn't take it anymore. The little patience I harboured had been exhausted, I gave in to my killer instincts.Swiftly, I swung my hand, and gripped Hunt's neck. I wanted to rip out his throat with my protruding claws at that instant, but the sound of corking guns restrained me. I wouldn't want to loose any pack member over a petty beef with a mediocre hunter. It was very important
LAYLAJAMES WOODS WAS refusing to speak to me. Every injury he sustained from the torture had healed by the time I woke up the next morning.There was a mild feeling of guilt in my heart, because his grandmother was killed by the Crystal Crescent pack. My personal problem had sent the boy's only family member to the grave and Alpha Hermes was not helping things with his nonchalant attitude towards the grieving boy.I opened the door of the room slowly, and peeped before entering. James had not changed his position since the early hours of the morning. His eyes were fixed on the window, watching the oak trees on his feet. I wondered if his legs were not hurting. No word came from him, neither did tears. But his mixed feeling of pain, anger, sadness and fear could be smelt. How he managed to keep his composure regardless of all these feelings made me marvel."James," I called out softly, after carefully shutting the door. It'd be rude to slam the door and startle the boy.I stood, waiti
HERMES"THIS IS IT, the answer to your question," I said, after turning off the engine of the vehicle."This tavern?" Layla pointed sideways."Yes, this tavern," I answered, before opening the door of the vehicle to alight.Layla was surprised that I brought her to a pub. Where could she possibly have in mind I was taking her? I needed to pour out my mind to her or drown my mind and thoughts with alcohol. Either ways, an alcohol beverage store was the best place to make a choice."Do you come here often?" She asked, walking into the tavern. It was unusually crowded and I frowned at that realization.The bartender's face was lit up with a smile when he saw me. He rapidly lifted a bottle from the huge burnt umber décor behind him before settliing two shot glasses on the pub table whose brown was lighter than the decor.My head tilted sideways to lean closer to Layla's lower height whilst whispering. "His smile should answer your question." She threw her face up to meet my eyes, but I sh
LAYLATHE THICK DARK woods that had me petrified an hour ago was shockingly the most comfortable place I had ever been. There was something unusually comfortable about the darkness, the monstrous trees, and the whispering of the wind, coupled with the chirping sounds of insects. My wolf did not want to leave. It was like she found a new home in the absence of light and the territory of trees. I would forever be grateful to Alpha Hermes for the insight he gave me to connect with my wolf. I felt so conscious of everything around me, and my senses were heightened.It was not in the least way difficult locating my way out of the forest. All I needed to do was allow my wolf process every smell she came across today, which was done in less than five seconds. The scent of heat, alcohol and Alpha Hermes was the dominant smell the vehicle carried. We did not run out of the woods like we ran in. Instead, we walked, spoke and laughed."Are you sure you can find your out of here," Alpha Hermes in