He picked up her cold, feather-like frame and looked at her face. The moment he had waited for so long slipped from his hand like sand. He knew and scented the changes her body hinted her wolf was about to show up, but what happened in that friction of the moment that made her wolf slip away? His raging eyes turned glossy, watching his delicate frame suffer a lot.“Savannah,” he whispered, turning back into his human form. If given a chance, Titan would have marked her. But Octavio begged her Titan to check on her with a promise they would take her now.“Let me mark her. We both know she got the wolf.” Titan yelled.“No, she cannot sustain,” Octavio argued.Titan tasted her blood again on his taste buds.“She smelled like one, but I am sure something was not right.”“Yes, that is why we need to take some help,” Octavio added.“What help? I don’t want to lose her,”“I think something is stopping her wolf from showing up. We need to seek help from Elena.” Octavio added, and Titan stiffe
Fear triggers to become active for self-defense or shut down the entire system. For Savannah, it was shutting down her entire system and aligning the memory one after another. The sheer morning lights entered, and they were ready to tap on her eyelids. Like her usual morning,s she cringed when those sunlights flashed on her closed lids, but the surge of pain crossed her body and started her senses actively to be in hibernate mode. She fluttered those lids and adjusted her cornea with the heavy lights, calculating it was late morning.The sight in front of her eyes was not her usual dorm and the glass slider, but it was a wooden room, like a typical farmhouse showing the plain grounds filled with sprinkled bunches of haystacks.Adrenaline shot through her brain. She sat up in haste and surveyed around. The wall was not delicate with eye-soothing color but filled with dark grey, holding an old scenic painting and a wall-size mirror emitting her illusion.Looking at herself in the mirror
“She seems wild,” Asher interrupted, watching Octavio plucking out the dagger from his abdomen. The blood-covered knife clad against the floor, and not a single wrinkle crossed Octavio’s face. His eyes dotted at the little frame lying unconscious on the bed. “I would say she is in shock.” Octavio’s lips twirled up in a smirk, shooting darts at Asher. His bare thighs could extract focus from any male, and as Asher was watching, he hinted at Octavio to growl back at him. “What are you doing here?” “Brought her medicine. But it seems like she will not need it for another few hours.” He placed the medications on the table and looked back at Octavio, who dropped his T-shirt back as his wound had healed already. “I heard Nathan’s name. Did you kill him?” Jasper settled on the chair, where Octavio grabbed a duvet and pulled it over Savannah. “I didn’t. He was just a kid, and Amor and I used to be friends until I found out he was a werewolf.” “Should I put this reason about you to save
FLASHBACK- Fifteen years back Hugging her doll, Savannah sat outside the pack’s clubhouse, waiting for her mom to come out of Alpha’s room. Her innocent eyes anticipated looking at her other aunts and elders going with other male members into their destined place. “Where are they going?” She questioned the girl, two-year older than her, sitting next to her. “My mom said they will talk and come back in an hour.” But something didn’t match up when her favorite aunt went inside the room and seemed unhappy about it. Savannah saw Sheila’s smile vanish when a man told her to sit on his lap and took her inside. “What did they talk?” Poor Savannah looked in her mother’s direction and remembered the same question she had asked this morning. “I don’t know; mom told me they needed our help to fix things.” Both the girls looked at this confusing picture dangling in front of them. What kind of help did these men want from their mothers? “Where is your mom?” the girl asked, looking down a
Amara knew she was heading into the devil’s den. There could be Lycans feasting on she-wolves or the warriors enjoying the claimed victory they got sacrificing her kind in front of these beasts. With a silent walk, she reached the stairs, sensing the smell of blood and shredded bodies. She cupped her mouth, knowing these bodies and blood would make her dizzy, and she might get someone’s attention. She ducked when she saw two men piling up the warrior’s body next to the fire. “They fought?” She whispered, thinking she could not blame them for these horrible moments, but as the words gave Sheila, they were not supposed to be dead. What was happening inside those walls would give her a clear vision, but she was not bothered with all of this right now. She came to grab an essential thing here, and she will get it. She lingered against the wall and followed the perimeter to hop inside from the window. But the sight in front of her eyes shook her core. Their Alpha was kneeling in front
There was a silence slipping into the environment. Sheila blankly stared at Amor. The eerie haunted memories crippled her mind, letting those tears soak into her lip line, remembering her friend Amara, who sacrificed her life to save hers and Savannah’s. She stroked the pendant she had kept for so long to give it to Savannah, but never in all this time could she gather the courage to tell her the truth. She extended the last picture she had of Amara towards Amor. “We did nothing to my baby. We tried to save her from all the monsters out there.” Sheila wiped the last tear and waited for Amor to decide the couple’s fate. He might declare them as rogues and leave them to wander for their entire life, or he could take a stand and change history. Amor heaved a low breath. This was the first time he saw a wolf, without caring about themselves, serve against the pack orders just to save a woman’s last wish. “Why didn’t you come to me?” He needed to know how much they trusted him. Trust
“I think we have found Savannah’s body,” the world stopped for a moment for Amor when those words made sense to him. He was eager to get a piece of news about her, but that was not close to hearing about her death.He skimmed towards Sheila and Mark, who were celebrating the relief of letting Savannah dream about having a mate.He heaved a low breath and sucked the inside of his cheeks, gulping the sobs he was not authorized to release being an alpha. He liked Savannah the moment she made her unique way to his art room and taught him a lesson to be a better brother.“Are you sure?” He muttered, keeping the misery at bay, causing his heart to get a firm squeeze.“The clothes belong to her. And…” Jasper hesitated; something was telling; the sight in front of his eyes must have been horrifying not to let him escape the words.“I think you should come here and bring her guardians also,” Jasper affirmed. Amor took this time to sustain the misery of confirmation he was getting into his bre
Watching those girls heading towards her, Savannah hoped and picked up the same dagger. Whatever was happening, it would take her freedom away. Octavio betrayed her. She doesn’t know what the heck was, sweet bud, and meeting pack people will not be the option she would want to choose here. She warned those girls to stay back, and she would rip them off if they dared to come close to her.“Don’t touch me,” she screamed, and her voice echoed in the pack house.“Your sweet bud is making her mark,” Asher smirked, watching Octavio coming out of her room.“She will be fine,” Octavio casually took another step when a girl came running out screaming from Savannah’s room.“She stabbed her,” Octavio’s nose flared with anger. He returned to the same room where the girl cringed with pain lying on the floor, and Savannah was shivering with the outcomes.“What have you done?” Octavio snapped, taking another step towards her.“Stay away; please let me go.” warning and pleading in the same sentence,