Nero POV Finally, it was clear as broad daylight as I stood between Blake and Luna with Luna's wrist in my grip that there was no way I could be mutual in this situation. It was either Blake or everyone else, and now I know it was her because I would have never risked everything for someone who meant nothing to me. I mean, I did try to make myself believe that I could but seeing her tears and blood woke up a rage that I have never felt before, and as I stared at Luna struggling to pull her hand out of my grip, my fingers only got tighter around her wrist. My wolf was awake, and the smell of Blake's blood was making him aggressive. I have never felt my wolf this out of control before, and it was becoming hard to suppress him and mask my scent at the same time because all he wanted was to be set free. "Let her go," I heard Blake say, and yet, her word meant nothing until she raised her voice, "Nero, stop!" She sounded scared but more pissed, and I didn't understand why she was a
"Stay the hell away from me!" Luna shouted, finally jumping from the tile as Blake got closer.Her scream was so deafening that it hurt my ears a bit. But my pain and annoyance were the least of my concern as I watched Luna try to make a run for it only to get whacked fiercely in the back by Blake's wolf arm.I could only imagine the force of the blow as Luna flew a few distances before meeting the wall harshly, her head slammed into the concrete, and then she hit the floor.Blood immediately started rolling from her ears, mouth, and nose as she lay there, and when I noticed that she wasn't moving, my heart stopped for a second, wondering how traumatic that was going to be for Blake. After all, she and Blake share the same father, and they are blood, despite their conflict.Finally, Luna's finger wiggled and a moan echoed from her lip. But her eyes remained closed and other than her fingers, nothing else was moving.It wasn't hard to tell her wounds were more internal than external, a
***************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