Valerie's POVIt's been over a week since I last saw Wesley, which was at Violet's house on the day she died. I tried to reach him severally, through phone calls which he ignored and our mind-link which he had completely blocked me out from. Did he regret mating me?Or had been foolish from the very beginning to think I could find my place in this pack. I don't even want to think anymore cause I've tried so hard to make sense of the situation but nothing is working yet. Sometimes I think maybe I've been doing it wrong all along and what the goddess actually meant by making things right is revealing to them who I am so they can kill and completely wipe out our entire clan. But I'd that was it, there was no purpose of sending me back just to die again. These past weeks had been lonely and very frustrating, due to Wesley's betrayal if that's the right way to call it and April not even giving me a hard time. She told me to my face that I had been the one foolishly trusting them because I
Valerie’s POVMy feet were rooted to the ground and my eyes fixed on the place I once called home, burning aggressively with blood-curdling screams of the people still alive and inside of those flames, ringing loudly in my ears and ready to haunt me for the rest of my life, if I was spared though.I shifted my gaze back to the man standing before me, dressed in a white shirt and black leather jacket. Stains of blood all around his shirt, the blood of my people. This man standing right before me was my supposed mate, the one I had stupidly spent the last six months, sneaking out of the pack to see, unknowingly making him know the ins and outs of our clan. Closing my eyes tight, I struggled to hold back a sob as my heart clenched tightly in pain at the betrayal of my mate.I knew I couldn’t blame it on anyone but myself, ‘cause even knowing very well that the vampires and werewolves weren’t in a good relationship, I thought it could be different since we were mates and bonded by a powerf
*Few days earlier*I felt it in my guts that something was wrong when I saw Father rush into the house, ignoring my greetings and rushing up the stairs, visibly petrified. I stood up from the sofa quickly, looking at the stairs in shock. I mean, that was a sight no one would ever expect to see of such a man with high respect from his people. Father was the leader of our vampire clan, The Night Exiles; popular for a reason I was yet to understand. I mean, we barely have anything.I heaved a deep sigh, rubbed my sweaty palms on the side of my jeans pants, and walked up the stairs gently, curious to find out what made my father that way. I would’ve knocked right on the door and reasonably asked for an answer, but something told me they might just lie to me or try to make me believe everything was fine. I leaned against the door of my parent’s room, trying to make out what they were saying.“What do you mean, Cassius?! I thought you said everything was perfect!” That was my mom’s voice, so
*Present day*“Hey,” Eve was standing outside the training field where I had been all morning, training and trying to take my mind off my worries. “Wanna go out for a walk?” She asked with her usual smile on her face as I walked towards her.“Sorry Eve, I think I need a little rest.” I flashed her a small smile before walking into the house and headed straight to my room. I shut the door with a sigh, rolling my eyes before plopping down on the bed. The perfect image of my mate made me let out a sigh for the umpteenth time. It would be sad if I didn’t end up with him. I couldn’t bear the thought of ending up with one of these guys around me. My face scrunched in disgust when I remembered the images of the guy that had tried to get to me. None were compared to my mate. Ian? He was almost good, but too clumsy for my liking and very boring, not to mention a nerd. That’s not my kind of guy, never! And the other guys, they had too much ego and loved praising themselves, like they had no mirr
*Present time* ....... "No, wait! You have what you want. The money and the documents. Just leave us alone." I had to plead if that was the only way we'd get spared or even save April alone. "No, I've dreamed about this for so long, it's gonna happen, Valerie," Eve replied with a small chuckle, smirking evilly. Realizing they weren't going to reconsider, I lunged unexpectedly at the man holding April, knocking the gun off his hands and head-butting him, grabbing April from his arms. “Run!” The words barely left my lips when I felt bullets pierce through my lower back and I fell to the ground, groaning as unbearable pain smeared through my body. I looked up when I heard April scream to see the men grab her roughly before she could run. “Kill her,” Came Tyler's command. “No, please... No! Stop! She’s just five!” I tried to stand up from the ground, ignoring the pain shooting through my body. He did not waste any second again, but roughly spun her around to face him and punched his
Valerie’s POV With a gasp, I jerk up from the bed, panting heavily. The first thing I do is take my eyes around my surroundings and when it slowly becomes familiar to me, I let out a relieved sigh, placing my hands on my chest. I climbed down the bed gently, trying as much as possible not to wake April after the terrible session of nightmares last night. Glancing at the clock, which was exactly 5:00 am, and knowing I wouldn’t be able to sleep again, I walked into the bathroom to the sink and turned on the faucet, splashing water on my face. Leaning against the sink, I looked closely at the dark circles under my eyes, probably from stress or maybe from crying too much. I looked into my eyes in the mirror, regretting it almost immediately as faint screams filled my ears, messing with my head. The memories of my previous unfortunate life, my encounter with the goddess, and even my more unfortunate new life flashed in my head. I tore my eyes from the mirror with a gasp, looking elsewhere
Valerie’s POV A surge of rage coursed through my veins as I stared into the eyes of my enemy. The bastard that almost ruined my life and that of April, forcing her into a world filled with nightmares and suffering. It has taken a lot to help her heal from such a horrible experience, but none of it was working. I couldn’t take her to a therapist or they might find out who we are. But what option do I have left? I was nothing like a therapist and had no idea what it takes to heal her mind and fears. I think I also need a therapist. And there he stood, with his hands casually tucked into his pocket, staring at me with disinterest, not saying a word. It was then that it clicked in my head; Tyler was the son of the Silvercrest's Alpha, which means I had been living in the pack of my sworn enemy for three years, without knowing! What the actual fuck?! I never cared about knowing the name of the pack since I had always hated werewolves, or maybe I heard it just once, but it never registere
Wesley's POV I groused, feeling my stomach rumble due to how famished I was. Hopefully, this motel has good food and not what I would be expecting. I stared around the room again as I got dressed in my black pants. Frankly, the room wasn’t the way I assumed it would be, considering how shabby it looked from the outside. I could almost be persuaded it was just another building that must’ve been abandoned for ages. They could at least make some renovation and make it look customer friendly, not like some kind of horror house, well I guess it’s none of my business though. Besides, this will be the last time I will be here. Lounging in this dirt place was the only way not to make Father discover what I’d been doing. Though it was for the benefit and security of the pack. We caught some spies lurking around the pack, likely sent to find ways to attack us, but I wiped them off. Will I get credit for doing that? No. Not even for protecting one of the biggest packs of the werewolf clan? No