***************Jason POV********** It feels like I am losing Nero bit by bit. I had always thought we were close, but it's like I never knew the entire him, and only perceived the side of him he wanted me to experience. A saddened sense of frustration circled through me as I stared at his number on my screen, wondering if I should call him because we haven't talked for days. Ever since he took Blake and left me to handle Scarlett, I have become a freaking babysitter, and she's not talking to me either, even though she's staying in my suite. The things I do from Nero is fucking annoying… Giving up my personal space and sleeping on the couch should be my breaking point, but I don't even know what my damn breaking point is at this moment. After all, I gave up Blake for him, and now, I am stuck with Scarlett who is bossy as fuck, and Harley is not speaking to me either. Suddenly, I have become just a customer than a friend to her since I brought Scarlett in, and I don't think I am h
Blake POV My hands were trembling as I tried to keep a steady grip on the steering wheel, and after every couple of seconds, I would look over at Nero, wondering if he was okay, even though we were just from the hospital. "The doctor said that no important organ was impacted," Nero said when our eyes locked for a moment. "Blake, I am fine. I just have some scars that will fade in a few days." Giving him a faint smile, I nodded my head slightly before focusing on the road. But I was not convinced because of how bloody his shirt was, even though it was dry bloodstains. After what happened between Loki and him, I was relieved, really, and yet, it was difficult to get rid of that feeling that he could have died because of me, and that was something I didn't want to face, not right now. "Why didn't you defend yourself?" I mumbled, clutching onto the steering wheel as I tried to calm myself down. "I have seen your wolf, Nero. You could have fought back if you wanted to, so why would you
Nero POVAs I took off my shirt, Blake sat on the bed, staring at me, her gaze fixed on the bandage around my torso.One look into her eyes and I could see a mixture of guilt and anger buried under them as she bit on her nail slowly."Blake, I am fine, seriously," I reassured, taking a step toward her. "I know, that's what you say. But I can't shake this nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach that makes me uneasy." Blake whispered, looking even more anxious.Knowing that I am probably not gonna win this argument, I decided to drop the subject for now. Honestly, Blake wasn't the only one freaking out about what happened. I was too. And even if I tried to act calm in front of her, I was a bit scared as well. It bothered me because I'm worried about her safety. After all, she not only killed a wolf from her pack but also attacked Loki and her sister in front of influential members of the pack.There's no telling what this meant for her... for us, even though she and I were allowed
Luna POV When I raised my eyelids, I stared at my mother who looked stressed and had a look of darkness in her eyes that I have never seen before. The anger in my mother's expression was more terrifying than usual, and I could only imagine the dreadful things that were going through her head. "What happened?" I whispered, trying to sit up, but my body gave up and collapsed back on the bed. My bone ached, my stomach hurt like hell and I felt like I was going to pass out from all the pain tearing me from the inside. A sense of fear washed over me as the agony began to build. I didn't know what was happening. I couldn't breathe properly. My head felt like it was going to explode. I felt my body start to convulse. A small whimper escaped my mouth as a sharp pain sliced through my back as I laid flat on the bed, striving not to move the slightest bit. "Did the hit you took from Blake make you lose your damn memories too!" My mother mumbled, sounding disappointed and angry. Her w
Nero POVI stood at the foot of the bed, judging if I should wake Blake because she had been mad at me last night, refusing to snuggle or say a word to me, and I felt so damn hopeless.In the past, Blake has been angry at me before but not for a straight three days, and even then there was only mild yelling, but she’s never gone this long without telling me what she wants, and it is driving me crazy.Even though it is my fault, I didn't know I could miss her so fucking much when she's still in my life, especially when I can barely sleep at night because I can hear her breathing and heartbeat by my side.It hurts more than anything to see her like that and know that she blames me and that she's right for doing it, but that doesn't make it any easier to let her do so.The only thing I have been able to come up with is to give her space and let her be angry, but now, I am over it, and really to fix this mess between us because I can't live like this with her. Running my fingers down her
Blake POV The sound of the rushing water from the shower echoed in my ear as I sat on the bed, gazing at the bathroom door, feeling relieved Nero was in there, and finally allowing myself to feel something. Being mad at him was exhausting and I didn't know if I could last one more day of it because I missed him. He made me happy but at the same time he hurt me, and still, I wanted him because he's my alpha and nothing else mattered at that moment except being with him. My thoughts were a mess, but I felt less stressed than I had been three days ago, and I knew why… It was because I loved him. The abrupt sound of Nero's phone buzzing got my attention, and I hesitated to look at its screen before gazing at the bathroom door and then at the phone. 'Vladimir?' I thought, picking up the device as curiosity filled my system again, even though my mind begged me not to. I stared at his phone for several seconds, debating whether I should answer or not as I listened to the shower stil
Blake POV The ride home has been so damn quiet since Nero and I left the mansion, and I could feel his eyes on me every couple of seconds, but my focus remained on the window glass, so he wouldn’t ask any more questions. But, as it turned out though, Nero did not know how to keep his mouth shut as I wished he would, and after a few more silent seconds, he sighed and then asked, "You know you can talk to me about stuff and shit, right?" Letting my head rest on the glass, I nodded without looking at him and whispered, "Yeah, I know." "So what's going on? It's kinda obvious something's wrong with you... something feels slightly off." "I am fine… Everything is good." "No, it's not. Blake… your energy felt different back then and I-" Finally, I looked over at him, meeting his eyes for a second, and then mumbled, "Look, I just need time. Can you please not push this?" Staring at me for a straight minute, Nero seemed like he wanted to press on, but in the end, only said, "Fine. We w
Trying to be obedient to Nero, I waited on the bed as silently as possible until I picked up the sound of five heartbeats, excluding Neron's and mine.This was an intrusion, and now, I didn't trust Nero out there alone with five strangers, but I still felt hesitant because I didn't want to act recklessly for him to get mad at me or hurt, so I eavesdropped closely, listening hard to hear if I could detect anything unusual in their breathing.That's when I heard a roar as powerful as thunder erupting all around me, followed by two loud whimpers, and I immediately felt my heart drop, knowing that Nero was getting attacked by these wolves.My fingers dug into the sheet as I gripped onto it, my breathing heavy and fast as I strained my ears to listen to Nero, desperate to catch the noises that were surrounding us, and I immediately picked up the sound of bone snapping and flesh ripping.Another loud snarl filled my ears and then the smell of blood suddenly hit my nostrils, and I winced.Th