ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIRWITH LOGAN CLOSE on his heels, Alek rushed into the room upstairs, a few feet from his chambers. The witch, Ava was seated up, drenched in sweat. Her eyes were wild and bloodshot like she just had the worst nightmare of her entire life. And maybe she just did. Her eyes moved all over the room and across the door, but they did not focus on Alek. He was not sure she saw him.Unsure of how to approach her, he took a small step forward and cleared his throat. "Easy now," he said slowly. He cursed himself inwardly for forgetting her name. This would have been a good time to call her. "Easy,""You said she asked for the alpha," Logan said to the girl who had given them the news. She looked to her feet, flustered and said, "She was calling out. I did not know who else to call."Logan snorted. "Go and bring a bowl of water and a napkin. She might be having a fever, we need to break it." The girl nodded and hurried away, relieved to be away from the scene."This is not
ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIRTHE HALL REMAINED silent for some minutes after Apek finished talking and explaining what had happened. He sighed and said, "It was all my fault. I could have done better in finding her.""No, no," Jamie said slowly. They were all shaken by the news that their Luna was missing. "We understand you, and it was not your fault. It was no one's fault. I would have blamed the vampire, but he is dead. The witches are dead too.""Most of them are," Alek said."So there is no one to blame," Jamie said. "But I know one thing." He added fiercely. "Luna Claire is not dead, and she will make her way back to us. I know it." Heads around the table nodded in agreement.Alek heaved a heavy sigh of relief as they took it better than he had thought."Now we need to move on," Jamie said. "Luna Claire told us about the council and we chose to stay and fight for this pack, and that is what we are going to do. Fight.""Hear, hear," one of the senate agreed."What are the plans?" Jami
ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIR"ALEK!" JORAM GASPED and hurried forward. He tried to wring Alek's hands open, but his fingers were clenched tight, digging into the flesh. "Alek!" Joram shoved him on the shoulder gently, trying to rouse him from this trance-like state that he was in, but there was still no response. "Fuck!" Joram cursed under his breath as he slammed his fist into Alek's jaws.Alek groaned and snapped out of his trance. "Son of a -" He spat out blood."Good!" Joram heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on the bed. "What was going on there? What happened to you?" Alek grunted and stood up. He looked at his bloodied hands without any expression on his face. Then he rubbed his jaw with the back of a hand, muttering, "You didn't have to hit me that hard.""That was the same thing Darius said to me after I whooped his ass," Joram said and Alek cackled dryly. Joram frowned. "What happened to you, brother?"Alek shrugged and took a napkin, wiping his hand. "I was trying to feel some
ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIRAS ALEK PULLED into the pack, his shoulders were slumped from defeat and sadness. Logan was silent beside him in the passenger seat, and the witch Ava was behind.They had stopped only once in 24 hours for a toilet break and gas refill, and the whole ride was in silence, as they were all immersed in their own thoughts.He eased to a stop in front of the mansion and got out. His eyes were bloodshot, and his chin was darkened by a small stubble. Joram waited at the door. He looked a lot better than before Alek left. He still held a walking cane, but he stood firmly on both legs. Darius jumped forward and opened the door. His eyes were also bloodshot, showing that he had not slept in almost a week.Joram hobbled forward and opened the back door. If he was shocked to see Ava in the backseat, he did not show it. He bowed gracefully and extended a hand which Ava took. "Welcome." He said. He gazed over the car's roof, trying to meet Alek's eyes, but his brother looked
CLAIRE VON SINCLAIRI WAS A wolf. A real shifted wolf. And not just any type of wolf. I could tell I was a silver wolf by the color of my fur. It was gleaming white.But how had this happened?Did the ritual by the witches of my death somehow unlock my wolf spirit?I suddenly remembered the dream I had had in the prison cell where my Dad told me that there is a reason for everything.Was this the reason I was locked up and a part of the scary ritual?I looked around, not used to the heightened senses. My hearing was sharp, my sight was sharp, and different scents flooded my nose.I jumped at every sound, afraid that the witches could be coming after me so I ran deeper and deeper into the woods, trying to lose my trail. I felt more powerful than I have ever felt. I felt free and happy as I ran, jumping over logs of wood.I had no idea where I was, or where I was going, all I know is that I needed to be far away from here. As far away as possible.I ran for the next couple of hours befo
ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIR"WHO ARE YOU?" Alek asked as they followed the woman. She took a turn that they had not even seen in the tunnel."I swear if you are trying to play any games," Logan growled as they went deeper into the darkness."I don't blame you for not trusting me," she said. "My name is Ava. I was Claire's host." She looked back and looked at the hulking silhouette of Alek. "She was brought here by the vampire, and she was assigned to me.""And did you take care of her?" Alek growled."Yes, after all, my job was to take care of her," the witch said."She is being sarcastic," Logan said."Yeah," Alek nodded. "I got that.""My job was to make sure she was fed and did not wander off," Ava said. "I was to make her as comfortable as I could." "In the underground cave cell?" Alek scoffed."She was not there all the time," Ava snapped. "She was at my house. Sleeping on my bed and eating my meals.""I take it that you were not happy with the arrangements," Alek said."I was not,"