Chapter 71Leon POV'We haven't seen her in days. Can't we just make an excuse to go see her?' Khaos groaned in my head.'We need to give her space. She has a lot to deal with and she needs some time. I miss her too bud.'There was a knock at the door and I called for Liam to come in.“You wanted to see me?” He said as he took a seat.After the conversation with Aleister and Juvia, I needed more people I could trust to look into the background of the royals, so I trusted Liam with looking into the books in his school. I told him about my thoughts on her background but I know its up to her to disclose the rest to him.“How has it gone in school? Fun being back?” I joked.“Dude, they think I've been replaced.” He laughed sitting back in his seat. “I'm spending so much time in the library that even the chicks are starting to avoid me. Not good for my rep.”“I mean, its about time. You think they would know to avoid you by now.” I laughed back at him and he threw me a glare. “How is the r
Leon POV“What is she talking about Leon? What the hell is wrong with Alice? I know I'm not the only one who felt it and I've felt it before. Tell me what the hell is going on.” Liam snapped as he stepped toward us. As fun loving as he usually is, he has a quick temper and he hate having things kept from him.I could feel Juvia's arms tighten around me. I guess its time to come clean, things are going to some out now. Before I could say anything however, there was a commotion coming from the front of the packhouse.“Shit. Handle that. I'll be out in a minute.” I ordered Liam. I felt the heat of his piercing eyes in my back for a few seconds before I heard him scoff and walk away.“What did I do?” I heard her whisper softly from my arms and I just held her tighter.I held her in my arms, trying my best to explain that the explosion was a burst of her aura, but even then I didn't fully understand if what I was telling her was even what fully happened.I felt her pull back and glance aro
Leon POVTaking in her pale beauty, I couldn't help the sickening feeling that came over me. What have we done?Juvia lay passed out in my arms, the concoction of sedatives and wolfsbane coursing through her doing its job.'We had too. She cannot leave.' Khaos growled angrily in my head.I couldn't argue with him. He was right. I looked at the glistening needle that sat in my hand. The one we have been carrying for weeks after Liam told us she wanted to leave to go to Hunter.There was a knock on the wall beside the broken in door drawing my attention.“Alpha?” Eric look at me then to Juvia. “Alpha, what have you done?”“She was leaving Eric.” I heard my own voice break.“Leon, you told her she was not being held against her will.” The tone of his voice shifted to anger and I could see his eyes flicker as his wolf, Donnie, tried to push forward. “You promised her she was free to make her own choice about staying.”“You think I don't know that?” I shouted back in anger. “You think this
Unknown POVI stood in the shadows leaning against a wall, the rain falling hard around me as I watched the dive bar from a distance.“You stupid piece of shit. How did they get away from you? She was completely fucked when I left for the Midnight Hour Pack. After we fucked I made sure to let her know that if her son done anything to fuck us over she would be next. She should have been unable to move.”I watched Hunter scream at one of his pack members. Rogues are a disgusting breed all on their own.“Sir, they disappeared. You were right, they headed for Midnight Hours borders but we lost their scent a few miles away.” The young man replied, clearly fearing for his life.I watched as he lifted his hand to hit the kid but he was stopped by his phone ringing.“Hello........ What?....... Well what the fuck was it?...... What do you mean it felt like an Alpha command?....”I stood from the wall, drawn to his conversation.“It's her. She's a lot more powerful than I though.... Stay close
Being a 17-year-old ‘unhinged rebellious bitch’ or an ‘unwanted rouge’ as others called me, who grew up in the system didn’t make me the most popular person but I’m doing what I can with what I have. I was found by the side of the road as a baby, no more than a few days old doctors thought, but from then I’ve bounced from state to state. From foster orphanage to foster home and back again over and over. For the last 2 years I’ve managed to stay in the same house, but it’s been… Challenging…I’m the oldest of 3 foster kids, which means I’m the one who gets the most shit from Florence and Winston or as we call them ‘jerks who just want the money’. They are two of the most uncaring and pompous assholes I’ve ever came across. They didn’t have the room to take me in when they did so they transformed a small storage room under the stairs to the attic for me to stay in, I guess they were fans of Harry Potter, and all because they wanted the extra money that came with taking me in. They knew I
School wasn’t my favourite place, but at least I was out of Florence and Winston’s way. I managed to make it on time today, thankfully. It makes it easier to be stealthy when the halls aren’t as crowded. I made it to my locker and then to class without incident or running into anyone I didn’t want to. It seems being the poor unloved orphan didn’t make me one of the popular kids, but it did put a target on my back for them. It came with a load of attention I didn’t want, nor did I have any choice over getting. Getting into first period I rush to the back and got my seat in the corner. Math. I like Math. Numbers aren’t mean and can’t lie. They are simple and factual. The next few classes flew by quickly and next thing I knew it was lunch time. Slumping into the queue, I quickly picked out a sandwich and left to go eat outside. I always enjoyed the outdoors. Growing up I rarely had access to outdoor activities so every time I got the chance to be outside, I would take it. I was too
Getting to the front of the house I noticed that Winston’s car was still here. “SHIT!” I muttered to myself. He would usually leave around lunch time when he finally rolled out of bed to go on a beer run, but he seemed to be running late today. Not wanting to deal with that shitstorm I went to the back of the old rundown house. There was a basement that had a window that was level with the grass bedding. It was small but luckily so was I. I carefully opened the window, clenching my teeth when it let out a loud squeak, and I slipped very ungracefully through. As my foot hit the bench underneath the window, it slipped off the edge and I crashed down landing on my ass with a hard thump. I heard footsteps above me and crawled backwards under the bench, waiting to see if I’d been caught, but thankfully, they continued down the hallway until I heard the faint jingle of keys and then front door bang shut. I let out a long breath and started up the stairs quickly to go and get changed so
“What the fuck?” the look in his eyes told me that I didn’t just imagine the voice I heard. But the way he was looking at me, did it really come from my lips? He glared at me for what felt like minutes before I heard the voice again. “Untie me and let me go!” it demanded. Strong and confidently. I didn’t understand, it was my voice, with something else coming through. I wasn’t speaking yet, I was. Catching himself again, Winston took a breath, “You almost had me there! For a minute I thought you were possessed.” He laughed before he continued trying to undo my button. A scream left my lips as pain I’ve never felt before radiated through me. From my head to my toes, to my fingertips. My fingertips. I looked up to my hands where I could feel the pain, and fear and shock overtook me. Winston following my eyes looked up. “What the fuck is that?” My hands weren’t my hands. Where my fingernails should have been there were claws. Long and sharp as if my nails grew into razorblades in