Hi lovelies: Do you think that this girl will achieve her agenda and finally have Vance under her control? And what's happening to Sianna?
*VANCE'S POV* Comforted by the sparks and tingles that were filling my body, I jolted awake. My nostrils unbarred as they sniffed the air for the familiarity of roses and strawberries that I was most accustomed to, but could not locate the scent. Despite this, I thought I had to be at home with Sianna and welcomed the sparks. It must have been a nightmare that I had of Chloe. Then it happened rather quickly. As I shot my eyes open, my vision moderately becomes clearer, and saw her staring smugly at me. "Hi, Baby." Like a puzzle, her face vividly came together and I realized that I was still lying on the ground with this bitch over me. From her touch, the tingles, sparks, and a pine cone scent that was awfully overwhelming made me lightheaded. “Chloe!” That name was an abomination. She was a foul rot that decayed everything in its path. A discarded shell seeking to fill the empty holes in her heart. Her hollow sharp spines coiled into a prickly ball to snag and tear at my bond with
-VANCE’S POV* On my mind was Sianna’s safety. My mate and my child. I had to be strong for them, and pull through. This was a consequence of my foolish mistake, for which I accepted full responsibility. Whether I was soaring high or low, I would get through this. By now, Blayne should be on his way. I had to hold out a few minutes more. Endure this torment until they got here. My chest was heavy and I felt like a burden of hell’s fire was on me. My eyes burned with a sandy feeling to them. The pulsation of my heart was all the way in my throat, and that disgusting rustic taste is back in my mouth. Flashes of Chole and our past fuck session came into my head. I feel her need for me, it’s pulling me and I bite my lip so hard that it cuts and bleeds. The fucking images won’t stop the slide show in my head. Her chants were flogging my mind with desire for her. No, I don’t want this. The formidable battle prolonged as I gave it all that I’ve got. ‘Use our mind manipulations to counter
-SIANNA'S POV* The pounding of my head greeted me as I forced my eyes open in the bright room. My throat feels sore, my limbs ache, and my heart smoldering. Confused and in turbulence from the severe pain in my body, I can't move. "Vance" My calls are empty, and I can't feel him. I am lost, sad, and wrought with fear. Petrified that the world had disappeared and left me alone. In my bones, every joint ached and I knew that Vance was in trouble. I can't seem to mind-link anyone. My numb soul left me in a bottomless pit of terror. Whatever was happening was disastrous. My love would never leave me, and the more I consider how hurt he might be, the worse my headache got. It's an excruciating pain accompanied by a force that pins me down. I feel like I am falling even though I am still lying in bed. Alone, and at home, I feel deserted. Thinking of contacting Blayne or Duke, I try both but my mind-link failed consistently. Something is wrong, what's going on? My baby turns over and kic
*****TRIGGER WARNING****** If you have ever lost a baby, you might want to skip this chapter.***** *SIANNA’S POV* When my eyes opened, I was in a void with only water and the blue and white sky surrounding me. My feet were covered in the endless lake up to my ankle. The atmosphere was serene with the circulation of good spiritual energy. Before me were a hundred mirrors hanging in the air, showcasing people interacting around each other and just being themselves. When I gazed at one, in particular, an elderly cream-skinned woman with silver hair smiled back at me. Almost as though she could see me standing there. "Follow me," she said. I looked behind me to see if anyone else was there, and then back at her. Still, she beckoned me to come inside the mirror. I raised my right hand and with my index finger pointed to my chest. Me? She nodded. Holy crap! She could actually see me. Curiosity got the better of me so I moved toward the mirror. A sequence of little waves appeared on the
*VANCE’S POV* Marlena conducted the ritual and I observed. Chloe's body elevated into the air amidst the sparkling dust. When she broke the spell, I vomited the contents of the potion and it felt like my intestines were also expelled. The cursed symbol disappeared from my body leaving me lightheaded. Blayne motioned to hold me up but I dismissed his assistance, indicating that I could manage on my own footing. Chloe revived and as the magical tie became undone, she screamed in pain from the crevices in her soul as everything slowly severed. For me, it was like being in a pool of darkness with a spiritual presence looming over me. I experienced a torturous pulling toward the spot where Chloe levitated in the air, but it lessened as Marlena continued to chant her spell. “Vance, don’t do this! Please!” Her voice awakened more disgust in me. I could not wait to send her to hell. My wolf's canine aggression rocketed within me, waiting on edge to tear her to pieces. Marlena finished h
*SIANNA’S POV* The funeral was arranged within two days. Mom and Rionna stayed at my house to help me through everything. They made the arrangements and could only accommodate three hundred people at the interment. Pack members sent their condolences and the living room was filled with flowers and gift cards from sympathetic greeters. It was difficult coping with the sadness in my heart but speaking to our mothers kept me from dwelling on the worst that had already passed. The pain lodged in my heart and it felt like it was permanent. The pack was mourning too and the atmosphere was dull and cloudy. Many of them howled dolefully on the day that they felt their future leader’s death. This day was not one that I could be fully prepared for. Dad with his motivational speech encouraged me to be strong and take it a minute at a time. I was distressed. Making sure that my make-up concealed my puffy eyes, I added enough make-up to hide how dreadful my appearance had altered from overwhe
*SIANNA’S POV* The house does not feel the same since Vance left three weeks ago. It is huge and the suffocating silence is unbearable. Touching base with Duke and Blayne was my way of knowing the daily reports and activities of the pack. Using my Luna command on my friends and relatives was harsh, but Vance needed to understand the consequences of his actions. I am not going to lie, because it was torture without him here. I missed him, and when I cry at nights, it ached more because he was the only comfort that my wolf wanted. I’m falling apart but I continue to treat Vance with disinterest because right now, our relationship was deep in the trenches. I hope that our parents, Hailey and Duke will forgive me for swearing them to silence, while I dealt Vance his punishment. They are the only people allowed to come on the property. Mom stops by every night to check in with me and sometimes she stays over. Although Hailey and I speak frequently, she is focusing on her relationship w
*SIANNA’S POV* “Why is Jazmine here?” I turned to ask Rohan, who doesn’t seem to know the answers. He folded his lips and shook his head with obvious guilt. “Don’t let me Luna command you!” Whimpering, he replied in a shaky voice, “She was brought in by Gamma Blayne for treason against the High Alpha and as an accomplice in the dea…..” He paused to choose his words with care, “your son.” “How?’ I inquired, ready to blow. Jazmine was the last person that I expected to be the mysterious prisoner. I thought that it could have been Esme or another one of Vance’s ex-lovers. Shrugging with hunched shoulders, “I don’t know. Only Gamma Blayne and Alpha Vance are allowed in this room.” Turning to face the barefaced prisoner, I firmly inquired, “What have you done? Tell me how you helped Chloe.” “I don’t know what you are talking about!” Her reply was synthetic, and in a way like she did not understand her plight. “This is the second time that I am asking you, what part did you play in th