Mag-log inThe moment we leave the pack; I feel Cyrus tense. His back tightens and his head starts making settle moves.He’s watching.Checking to make sure there’s no one just waiting outside the pack to ambush us. I want to tell him Sam wouldn’t do that, but what the hell do I know anymore? I never thought he’d keep me locked in his prison cells and try to force me to marry him either.I also don’t know what lengths he’ll go to to get me away from the twins. I know our pack always saw them as killers, as ruthless Alphas. That’s why they always made sure to have an alliance with them.Honestly, it should probably say something about how he feels about me that he hasn’t tried to get to me yet. But he was willing to leave me in the cells for months, what’s a month with the twins.“Relax, just enjoy the ride.” Cyrus’s voice rings in my ear, and I jump. My mind so far away, I didn’t realize this helmet had an earpiece. My hands squeeze onto his stomach even tighter, and I hear him laugh softly.Onc
The shadows let us out in a spot I’ve never been. A garage?The cars line the walls, and I look at all of them. Some old, some new, but all beautiful and in perfect condition.I’ve never been a car fanatic, but I can appreciate the collection, and especially one this vast.“Wow.” I keep looking around. It’s like I see a new one every time I look. Cyrus smiles, “Yeah. We’ve collected a few over the years.”I scoff, “A few?” He smirks, then shrugs, reaching out to take my hand and pulling me forward. I look back up at him, “How old are you?” I ask realizing I don’t even know.Werewolves, while not immortal do die, eventually, but it’s centuries before it happens. Vampires on the other hand, are immortal, and usually only die when killed, but they’re both…“We’re sixty. Babies in the vampire community.”My mouth drops open. “Sixty!” I shout, looking around as my voice echoes through the garage. He laughs, but I quiet my voice. “So, you guys were adults when I was born.”His face scrunche
Orion's POVWe’ve been sitting here forever, trying to figure out what she could be. But she’s seems to not give two shits whether or not we figure it out. She hasn’t said a word, not since she told Colt they weren’t allowed to be friends anymore.Colt’s barely spoken either. It’s painfully obvious that he’d rather be anywhere but here right now.Cyrus sits next to her on the couch, just rubbing his hand up and down her back, soothing her while we talk about this. Her body leans into his, and I can’t help wishing it were me sitting there.I’ve known my whole life that sharing a mate was probably going to be the case for my brother and I, but it makes it that much harder when the mate barely wants anything to do with us. Every measly ounce of affection she shows one of us, makes me want to claim it for myself.And all I feel is fury when it seems she may have been giving it to someone else completely.My eyes unwillingly move to Colt.What’s going on between them? When she didn’t want
I take a step back, my face scrunching, my head shaking. “You can’t possibly care about me that much. I’ve done nothing but make your life harder, argue with you at every turn, push you away. You just can’t.”“That’s not up to you, Sweetheart.” My head turns to Orion. “We can’t help that we feel that way. Even with you pushing us away at every turn. We still want you. I don’t think there’s much you can do that would change our minds on it.” “And no. That’s not a challenge.” Cyrus jokes, and I turn back to look at him.I can’t help but laugh.My head falls, shaking back and forth, “I don’t know how to do this.” I whisper. Cyrus reaches for my chin, lifting it so he can look into my eyes. “Luckily, we’re not too versed on it either. We’ll figure it out together.”I give him a curt nod, “Okay.”“Great. Glad you guys figured it out. Can we get to why I’m here now?” Colt deadpans from the side. Cyrus’s kind eyes turn to a glare as he turns to his friend. “Sorry, for inconveniencing you try
I don’t know when I fell asleep while he was still healing me, but clearly, I did.I wake up in our bed, the stabbing feeling in my stomach gone, along with the blood covering my body.Not sure I want to know how that was accomplished without me even waking up, but I’m not going to lie, it feels so much better. They put me in the lavender hoodie and sweats set that I’ve come to absolutely love since I’ve been here.I slowly sit up and look around the room, Orion and Cyrus are both sleeping on the couch. And strangely enough, Colt’s sleeping on the chair next to them.Why the fuck is he here?I ignore the hatred still burning in my soul for him, and slowly get out of bed, not wanting to wake them and deal with the reality of everything that happened yesterday.I tiptoe over to the bathroom. I almost make it. Just three more tiptoes and I would have been safe, but Colt’s voice freezes me. “We have to talk about yesterday.” His voice harsh from sleep.I slowly turn towards him, seeing th
All I remember is everything going black, then my eyes opening in this cave, my arms, my body, covered in blood. How would I have even managed to kill her? It makes no sense.I can’t focus enough to even look at the people surrounding me. I know it’s them… I know they’re all here, but I can’t look them in the eye, not after what I did.“Hey, hey, calm down. It’s going to be okay.” Orion’s soothing voice cracks through the rushing water sound plaguing my head.My head shakes, “I killed her. I killed her.” I rasp, strong arms wrap around me, but I have no idea whose. I’m lifted into the air, then darkness attacks my vision again.But it’s not the same. I’m still here... I’m still here…The bright lights surround me, kick starting my senses, and I push myself out of whoever’s holding onto me. I land on my feet and instantly start pacing. “I don’t want to be here.” I whisper, mostly to myself.“You have to be here. You’re bleeding.” Cyrus says, taking a step closer to me. His voice softer







