LOGINLucas Walters (POV)
Damn, I miss my mate and I was so stupid about what I did. It had been a week and I stayed away from Jane to give her space. In all honesty, I am afraid to face her. What if she rejects me? I know I deserve it but since I discovered for a fact that Jane was my mate, I desire only her. Thinking of anyone else makes me feel sick. I know it has to be the mate bond. And I promised not to cause any kind of pain to my beautiful mate. I did notice how she dressed on her special day. It took my breath away. I had never seen her dress so grown up before. She has grown so much and now is a curvy woman. Her breasts are large but not too large and her ass…Oh, don’t get me started on her sexy ass. She has an hourglass shape and absolutely perfect in every way for me.
Just thinking about her gives me a hard-on. Unlike me, I know she is innocent, and I feel honored to be the one to be gifted her virginity…if she doesn’t reject me.
“Goddess, I pray she doesn’t,” I murmured to myself.
“What was that, Lucas?” Drake asked me and I looked up to find Wayne and Drake both looking at me. Damn, I forgot I was in a meeting.
“Nothing. Sorry, boss, I am just distracted.” I explained.
“Does it have to do with a certain small blonde with big green eyes?” Wayne asked in a teasing tone.
“If you are talking about the most beautiful woman, then yeah,” I answered with a smirk.
“When do you plan on talking with Jane?” Drake asked me as he leaned back in his chair in his office where we were conducting a meeting.
“I am giving her time and space,” I said, crossing my right leg over my left.
“Or are you avoiding her, afraid she will reject your ass,” Wayne says with a smirk.
“Come on now. We have a business to finish here.” Drake said, leaning his elbows on his desk.
We stopped talking about my sad life and began talking about things pertaining to the pack.
After the meeting, I was out walking when I spotted the Luna and Jane out walking and chatting together. I hid behind a tree and watched them. Jane looked beautiful as always and the wind carried her scent my way. I closed my eyes and basked in her delicious scent. I could live with that tantalizing smell all day every day. I feel myself becoming hard with a need for my mate. The bond is only becoming stronger each day, and the more I am away from my mate, my wolf Spartis is becoming more agitated.
I have been staying away from other women as I refuse to hurt my mate. I only want my mate anyway. Watching her with her sister brings a smile to my face. She is so beautiful. I saw her frown and looked around.
“What is it, Jane?” I heard Lari ask.
“I don’t know. I feel as if I am being watched.” She looked at Lari, “Don’t you feel it?”
‘Lucas, I know it is you,’ I heard Lari’s voice in my head.
‘I just needed to see her.’ I answered her.
‘Jane needs more time. It was a traumatic thing to experience seeing your mate with another.’
I sigh, ‘You are right. I just wanted to see her. Now that I have, I will go,’ I said as I turned to head back to the packhouse.
“It was him, wasn’t it?” I heard Jane ask. I didn’t stay long enough to hear Lari’s answer. I just headed back.
I had almost reached the packhouse when I heard, “There you are, babe.”
Diana. I grunted and was not in the mood for this. “What do you want, Diana?”
She came over and placed her hand on my chest, “You should know what I want.” She said seductively, which sickened me. “Come on, let’s play and have some fun. I miss you, baby.”
“Diana, you know I have a mate now. And we were never a couple. It was only sex.” I said, taking her hand off my chest.
“Lucas, we were together two years. I think it constitutes us as being a couple. And besides, you are not with your mate. She doesn’t act like she wants you.”
I felt angry at her words, “Just. Shut. Up. You have no right to talk about my mate like that. After seeing us together, she only needs time, and I am giving her the time she needs. She has not rejected the bond, and neither will I. I happen to love Jane and I always will. So, we are through, Diana. No more sex from me. Go find someone else.” After my angry speech, I turned and walked back into the woods but this time in the other direction where I wouldn’t bump into Jane and Lari.
Jane Jenkins (POV) Healing isn’t quiet. That’s what surprises me most. It isn’t just rest and sleep and fading pain—it’s memories surfacing at inconvenient moments, emotions crashing without warning, Aurora’s instincts flaring when my mind wants calm. Some mornings I wake up steady. Other days, my hands shake when I hear raised voices in the corridor. Lucas never leaves my side. He doesn’t hover, doesn’t smother. He simply is—a constant presence, a warm hand, a grounding heartbeat through the bond. When nightmares drag me under, he wakes me without a word, pulling me against him until the past loosens its grip. I’m sitting up now, wrapped in blankets, when Laria knocks softly before entering. “You look better,” she says gently, offering a small smile. “Stronger,” I correct. Her eyes soften. “Yes. You do.” She sits across from me, folding her hands in her lap. “The council will convene today. Drake asked if you wanted to attend.” My stomach tightens—but not with fear. “With
Jane Jenkins (POV) Pain fades in strange ways. It doesn’t disappear all at once. It loosens its grip slowly, like fingers reluctantly letting go. The ache in my body dulls first, then the sharp sting in my head eases, leaving behind a heavy exhaustion that sinks into my bones. I wake to warmth. Not the cold cement. Not damp air and shadows. This warmth smells like pine, earth, and home. Lucas. My eyes flutter open, and for a moment, I’m afraid to move. Afraid this is another trick—another cruel illusion my mind has made to survive the dark. But then I feel his arm around me, solid and real, his chest rising and falling beneath my cheek. He’s here. I breathe him in and feel my chest tighten. “I’m awake,” I whisper, my voice hoarse. His body goes rigid instantly. “Jane?” His voice cracks as he lifts his head. His eyes—those steady, fierce eyes—search my face like he’s afraid I’ll vanish if he blinks. “Hey… easy. Don’t move too much.” I smile weakly. “You look terrible.” A
Jane (POV) The silence in this place is the worst kind. Not peaceful. Not calm. It presses in on me, heavy and suffocating, broken only by the distant sound of boots on concrete or the scrape of a chair being dragged somewhere far away. I’ve learned to count time by those sounds, by how often the door opens, by how weak my body feels when I try to stand. My stomach aches constantly now, a dull, gnawing pain that never truly fades. My throat feels raw, like sandpaper, from thirst. Still, I refuse to beg them. I refuse to give them that satisfaction. I tighten my arms around my knees and rest my forehead against them, breathing slowly, carefully. Panic wastes energy. Fear drains strength. And I need every scrap of strength I have left. Lucas’s face flashes in my mind—his smile, his steady presence, the way his eyes soften when he looks at me like I’m his whole world. The bond between us hums faintly, muted but not gone. That alone tells me I’m still alive. Still fighting. He’s comi
Lucas (POV) The three of us get to the cells and pass by the guards who are watching over the prisoner. Drake had already linked a guard to have Diana moved to the interrogation room, so we three walked in. Diana was chained to a chair in the middle of the room, and as soon as she saw me, she smiled. “I knew you would come and get me out.” I only shook my head and glared at her. “Where is my mate?” I said through gritted teeth. She frowned, “What??” “You heard him. Where is Jane?” Drake crossed his arms over his chest. “I... I have no idea. Why would I know?” She began trying to sound innocent. “Why did you come to Lucas’s room?” Wayne added, “Was it because you knew he was under the influence of the drug you put into his coffee?” She frowned, “What drug? I only wanted to see if I could do anything to help.” “Dressed like that?” Wayne sneered, “And after you placed a drug into his coffee?” I have to admit that he is good. He is the one that Drake calls for jobs like this. H
Lucas (POV) I kept pacing and haven’t slept since Jane’s disappearance. I am not the only one, as her family is very concerned. Her father, along with Drake, had been helping me in my search for Jane. I can’t seem to stay put; I have to keep moving. I want to get my mate home with me. Drake also has his best trackers out there looking for any signs and answers on Jane’s disappearance. They are still out there searching. All I can do is pray to the goddess for her safety. The nights are the toughest. I can’t sleep, so I stand at the window of our suite and wonder where my beautiful mate is and what could be happening to her. Thank the Goddess, I don’t feel any betrayal pains, so I know she is not being sexually assaulted. I want to kill the bastards who took my mate. The waiting is driving me mad. I gave up trying to sleep and went downstairs for breakfast. Drake and the family were already there. They all looked as bad as I felt. I got coffee and something to eat to keep my stren
Jane Jenkins (POV) It’s dark, and my head hurts. I groan and try to open my eyes, but they feel too heavy. I am not on a bed, and it feels like damp, cold, cemented ground. Where am I and what happened? I slowly opened my eyes, and for a moment, I thought I had gone blind when I realized it was because of no windows and how dark this place is. Just where am I? ‘Aurora?’ I called my wolf. She doesn’t respond, and I can’t even feel her. I frowned as I sat up and leaned against the wall. What happened? Where is my wolf? I searched my memory and remembered about wolfbane. The effect is that it puts your wolf to sleep. That must be what happened. I must have been injected with wolfbane. That would explain why I can’t feel my wolf. She is asleep. Why am I here? What do they want with me? The last thing I knew, I was to meet up with Glory as she had something exciting to tell me. Could it have been a trap? Come to think of it... Glory would have messaged me through the mind-link to m







