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Daya POV I have to literally drag Amy to the bar. This girl needs all the water. “Daya…Stop being lame!” Amy slurs as she rests her head on my shoulder. I roll my eyes at her. I can’t believe she is this wasted already. I glance back at the rest of our group. Viviana and Daphne are making their way to the bathroom, and the rest of our sisters are still dancing together. What was in those shots? “I’m not being lame, Amy. I’m just getting you water because you’re miniature and can’t handle your liquor. I nudge her so she doesn’t pass out on me. I keep waving my hand to get the bartender’s attention. “And if anything, you’re lame. I’m gonna start calling you Lamy if you pass out in the middle of this club,” I tease her, hoping to rouse her back to life. “No! You’re so lame and dumb! You put the ‘duh’ in ‘dumb.’ Ha!” Yep, woke her right up. Amy is such a lightweight compared to the rest of us. The bartender finally makes his way
Emmy POV Everything hurts. I literally feel like I was trampled by a stampede of horses. The smell of disinfectant and clean linens fills my nose. I’m on a bed, but it’s not my bed at the packhouse. It’s definitely not Vincenzo’s bed. Where am I? “Come on, Emmy, wake up. I see your eyes starting to move,” a familiar voice says to me. I haven’t heard that voice in a couple of months. “Where am I?” I ask the voice. My head tilts toward the voice. I feel my face scrunch as I try to force my eyes open. “Open your eyes and you’ll find out,” he teases. The sound of a pen clicking rapidly is making it hard to focus. “Please stop doing that,” I beg the voice, my eyes still too heavy to open. “I’ll stop when you open your eyes for me, Emmy,” he chuckles. I groan and roll my eyes behind my eyelids. He clicks his pen even faster, taunting me. I snatch it out of his hand faster than he is expecting and stare him down. “Knock it off
Vincenzo POV I feel completely helpless. I haven’t felt this way in a long time. Not since I lost Carolina in the fire. Viviana has been taken and there is nothing I can do to get her back. There is no trail, no scent, no clues. Nothing. Darius promises me that we will find her and Daphne, but I’m not stupid. I know he can’t keep that promise. For all I know, Viviana is already dead. This Bram guy doesn’t seem to value a person’s life unless it serves his purpose. Which is what exactly? Does he want my pack? Does he want me dead? He can have whatever he wants, just let my sister go. Then I remember what he said he wanted. Or rather who. He wants Emerald. I’d rather be dead than hand her over to him. It was hard enough allowing Daya and Darius to bring her back to Running River. They want to keep Emerald as far away from danger as possible. I know they meant Bram, but a part of me also knows that Daya wants to keep her away from me as well. Watching Emerald th
Daphne POV Cold, dark, and quiet. I’m not sure how long it’s been since Viviana and I were taken from the club- maybe a couple of days. I’m pretty sure we are underground. How fitting. We were kidnapped by The Underground and are being held hostage underground. Now is not the time for jokes. I can’t speak to Viviana. They have gagged us both, blindfolded us, and chained us in silver to the floor. This is torture. Somebody comes down every so often to give us some water and a little food. We aren’t allowed to speak when they remove our gags. Viviana tried that when they first brought us here. She tried to fight them, and that only made them hurt her more. I couldn’t see what they did to her, but it sounded like the guy slapped her across the face several times. The next time she tried to scream or curse at them in Italian, they punched her, causing her to dry heave. She hasn’t tried to speak since. I’ve been too scared to say or do anything. I know that makes me weak, an
Emmy POV It’s the day of the full moon. I haven’t been able to sleep, because I know that in a few hours, everything is going to change. Bram is going to do something awful, and I’m the only one who can stop him. My thoughts are racing about what is happening to Viviana and Daphne. If everyone would just listen to me and trust me, we might have a chance to stop Bram tonight. A knock on my door stops my pacing around my old apartment. I open the door, and I see Saph’s smiling face with Nathan’s arm draped around her shoulders. I don’t know how she does it- keeps a smile on her face, even in the darkest of times. “Emerald, can we come in?” she asks as we give each other a hug. “Of course,” I shrug, stepping back to let them come in. Saph leads Nathan to my living room area, and they take a seat on the couch. As I turn to follow, I look around my apartment and it feels so cold here. I miss the bright, open windows of Vincenzo’s house. As much as I want
Vincenzo POV It’s been over two days since Viviana and Daphne were taken. My entire patrol has been scouring the forest for clues, or any signs of Bram and The Underground. Darius has his patrols on alert at his territory as well. Emerald told us Bram threatened to harm our packs if she didn’t hand herself over to him. That’s not going to happen. I understood Emerald’s suggestion. Sure, we could have tried to lure Bram into a trap using Emerald. And then what? It is too risky. Bram would probably expect us to have some form of trap prepared. One way or another, Bram is showing himself tonight, and I am going to end him. He kidnapped my sister, he threatened my pack, he threatened Emerald. This man deserves worse than death. My wolf snarls at the thought of ripping Bram’s throat out, detaching his head from his body. When the situation calls for it, I can be quite ruthless. ‘Alpha, all patrols and fighters are ready for any form of breach, or attack,’ Fabi
Emmy POV I can’t think straight with my entire body buzzing and zapping with electric energy. Every touch, every caress, from Vincenzo is like a match being struck. A fire igniting deep within my core, pulling me to him. I want him, body, mind, heart, and soul. And he is willing to give me everything and more. It’s as if he realizes how blind he has been. The last few weeks, we have been doing this weird tango. We embrace each other, just to pull away. I chase him around the dance floor, then he holds me tightly in his arms, just to drop me as soon as the music ends. And yet, he admits to always wanting me. Why is he telling me this now? Why are you so cruel with your timing, Moon Goddess? He wants me…forever. He accepts me as his fated mate. My wolf is clawing at my head, forcing me to kiss him and accept him as well. Every nerve and fiber in my being wants him. But we will lose everything. He will lose his sister if I do this. I refuse to let
Lucas POV And just like that…they are gone. I stare at the opening beyond the border, where Bram held Emmy, Viviana, and Daphne. Pained groans from Vincenzo overtake the stillness of the forest. I should check to see if he is okay, but I can’t move. They were just there. I let her go. I let Emmy go, believing the twisted, psychopath’s words that my sister and…my mate…would be returned. He said he would let them go. I saw the fear and hurt in Emmy’s eyes when Bram went back on his word. I saw the pain when he claimed her as his own. I turn and see Renz on his knees, struggling to hold his wolf back. His green eyes now glow radiantly as he slowly loses the internal battle. I heard the same word leave his mouth the very moment I spoke it. Mate. How is this possible? I don’t give myself time to ponder. My mate, Viviana, my Sunshine, has been taken by Bram. I saw the fear in my Sunshine’s eyes when he didn’t let her, or Daphne go. I reached for her