Allister POVI flipped off my gas mask as the last wolfsbane bomb fell from the hellicopter I was in. I giggled like a school boy as dirt, buildings, trees, and people fell down as the bombs detinated. “We need to head back, boss!” Colby, one of my new recruits said through the headset. I gave him a thumbsup, indicating I was done making damage. I rested my head on the headrest and couldn’t help but think about the conversation I had with Andrew prior to my attack. SEVERAL HOURS EARLIER:“On what grounds do think that this is necessary Allister?!” Andrew yelled at me from across the conference room. I pressed out my aura which wasn’t as strong as a normal Alpha’s; however strong enough to bring a pack memer to their knees if needed. Andrew winced and fell to his knees while I stalked over to him. I grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked his head back so he would be looking up at me. “I don’t have to explain myself, boy,” I gritted out. “As Alp–”“Fill in alpha,” Andrew said i
Callan POVI woke up to the sounds of beeping and small whimpers. I had no idea how long I had been out of it for. I opened my eyes to find that I was lying on a hospital bed with a blood-pressure cuff that was tightening around my bicep. An oxygen mask covered my mouth and nose. The clean air filled my lungs, soothing the burning sensation of the wolfsbane. I was in a white sterile room with one bed next to me. Seraphina lay in her dress that was not in tatters from the events of the day. Over her nose and mouth was another oxygen mask and coming from her arms with some tubes. I watched closely as her chest raised and fell. Relief flooded me knowing that she was alive. I ripped the mask off of my face and cuff around my bicep and stumbled over to her bed, my legs feeling like jelly. The motinor sang in the background, alerting that I was no longer hooked up to it. But I didn’t care. My mate was everything. I crashed into the seat next to her bed and clasped her hands with mine.
Callan POVWe lost thirty-seven pack members during the airborne attack and 42 were injured. I stood in the hallway and watched as the deceased, who were covered by a white sheet on gurneys, were rolled down the hospital hallway towards the morgue. Medical staff lined the hallway, paying their respect to the dead. Losing one pack member was hard, losing 37 was considered a catastrophe. Solemn faces greeted mine while they bowed in submission. Archer was pacing in my head, wanting revenge for those we had lost and for those who were injured. My mind kept going back to the news about Maeve. Constantine and some of his medical staff had come to our aid and had been a godsend since. I was beyond grateful for the friendship that I had with Constantine. He treated my pack members as if they were his own. Together we were every enemies worst nightmare. We would now be Allister’s worst nightmare. As the bodies were prepped for a mass burial ceremony, I spent the rest of my afternoon going
POV SeraphinaI was released the next morning from the hospital,; However instead of going back to the pack house I was informed that we were going to be heading to Constantine’s pack house. Before we left I went to stop and see Maeve. She was awake and watching some sort of Rom Com on the small TV that hung from the wall. When she looked over at me a wide smile spread on her battered face. I walked over to the bed and gave her non-IV hand a squeeze.“Hey girl,” Maeve said, her voice hoarse. I gave her a small smile in return. “Hey yourself. How are you feeling?”Maeve looked at the wall before meeting my eyes again, hers now filled with tears. “Oh, Maeve!” I cried before wrapping my arms around her shoulders, careful to stay away from her stomach. I felt Maeve break as I held her. All of her emotions and despair rolling off of her in waves. Through hiccupped breaths and sobs she got out words that chilled me to the bone. “My baby…it’s gone.”Goosebumps began to rise on my skin.
Seraphina PovConstantine had put us up in one of the Bungalos that had a stunning view of the ocean. In just a few steps we would be able to walk along the white sanded beach. I leaned on the doorway and watched the waves crash against the shore. Strong arms wrapped around me. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” Callan’s warm voice said in my ear. I placed my arms over his. Loving the tingles that had heightened since I had marked him. “Mmmm, yes it is.” Callan pressed a kiss to my neck before letting out a little groan. “I want to have my way with you so bad.” I turned to face him and noticed a pained expression on his face. “Why can’t you?” I asked while tracing a finger down his chest.He looked up at the ceiling and then back to me. “Because we need to go meet with Constantine about tomorrow.” Any lust haze was gone in an instant at the mention of tomorrow. I would be facing Allister to fight for the Alpha position for the Shadow Pack. I gave him a nod of understanding. “Let’s go, we
Callan POVI woke up the next morning before Sera was awake to meet with Constantine. He was in his private outside gym working on pullups when I found him. He gave me a broad smile and jumped down from where he was doing his exercise. “Wassup, brother?” I sat down on the weight bench. “Are you ready to join forces again and kick some weasel ass?” Constantine responded with a broad smile. “Of course I am! I already had my Beta speak to some of our warriors. Training starts today.” I was beyond grateful for my friend to be willing to help me when I needed it. I stood up from the bench and stuck out my hand. “Thanks man. I’ll have Drake send some our men here so they can talk tactics.” We embraced in a bro hug. We we broke apart, Constantine looked at me with concern/ “How is Drake holding up?” Drake had told Constantine in confidence what had happened. I shook my head and looked down at the ground. “Not great. It’s taken a lot for me to keep him from going to rip Allister’s he
Allister POV***the following chapter includes sexual themes that included multiple partners. If you do not wish to read this chapter you may move to the next. Reader discretion is advised. I sat at the end of the conference table fuming at the intel that Andrew just told me. “What do you mean they are out of the hospital?!” I roared. Pissed off that yet again Seraphina and her mut of a husband had survived my wolfsbane attack. Andrew didn’t meet my eyes. “What aren’t you telling me?” I gritted out. Andrew finally met my eyes. “There have been whispers, sir.”I gave an incredulous look. “What kind of whispers?”He licked his lower lip before biting it. “That your,” he cleared his throat, “your leadership choices have been… well… questionable.”I jolted up from my seat. “WHAT?!” I roared. I planted my hands onto the table. “I want names!” I roared. Andrew cowered back. “I didn’t see who it was, sir,” Andrew stutters. I rounded the corner of the table and wrapped my hand around A
POV SeraphinaI spent the next several days training with Callan and Constantine. Even Adalia had come to help train. Offering up some of tricks on how to utilize her size against a larger opponent. The days went by fast and my body was sore. But I had no time to wallow, I needed to get myself centered and composed. We woke up early the next day and made our way back to our pack with some reinforcements. It was no secret that I was nervous about what today would bring. However; I was more worried about what Callan or Drake would do when they saw Allister, after the pain and suffering he had caused. I walked up to the territory line where the Shadow Pack met the Night Walker Pack’s territory with majority of the Nordic Pack and Night Walker Pack behind me. Waiting was Allister accompanied by three-quarters of the pack. He work gym shorts and a tank top that had oversized holes in the sleeves. His blonde hair was touseled and his eyes were as dark as night. Next to him stood Lyla in l