"Baby?" Serena mewed like a cat, her voice loud yet shaky. She waved her hand in front of his eyes to make sure the sleeping pills were effective. Slowly she got out of bed, rushed towards her bag, and they took out the layers of napkin while rubbing her sweaty hands against her lingerie.Serena pulled out the bottle Rodrigo had given her. She pierced it, and drew out the green colored liquid, cringing at the sight of it. "This looks concerning," she whispered to herself, staring at the syringe. Ryland made a sound and she froze in fear. Slowly she turned back to find him still asleep. "Goddess help me," she muttered, walking towards him with the poison in hand. She took his hands as she placed the syringe on his shoulder. Her heart pounded and just as she was about to inject the substance into him, his eyes peeled open. "What are you doing?" Ryland's voice came sharp and unexpected, making Serena freeze in shock. Her whole body trembled as she slowly stared to see a pair of glow
Rodrigo glanced at his watch, running a hand through his hair. It was almost a day and he had heard nothing from Serena. Clenching his jaw, his hand coursed through his hair again, a habit of his whenever he was frustrated. With a hard glare at his phone which was on the desk, he picked it up and dialed her number the second time, but like before, it accelerated to voicemail. Rodrigo tried repeatedly, but the results were the same at each try. An annoying growl left his lips and without giving it a thought, he crashed the phone against the wall. Nevertheless, his anger refused to be appeased as he balled his fist. With his eyes blazing red in fury, the table was seen at a blink tearing apart, and sending everything on it crashing down. Just then, Thorne made his way in and Rodrigo glared at him, his jaw still clenched so hard that it could snap. "What do you want?!" Rodrigo muttered, forcing the words out of his teeth. "Your tantrums were loud enough to summon me," was Thorne's r
Hazel let out a groan, trying to open her eyes. For some reason, her lids felt glued, her head heavy. She tried to lift her hand up but it seemed stuck. She fought against the binds, pausing when she realised her predicaments. "Anyone?" She struggled to say, her voice low and hoarse. Her throat felt dry and itchy and she swallowed saliva trying to remedy the feeling, but it did nothing. "Anyone! Someone please help!" She repeated, struggling to get free from the binds. Her head hurt with each move she made, but she ignored it. "Eleanor?" she yelled, forcing her eyes open."Please help me," she whispers, scanning her surroundings. She was tied to a wooden chair, her hands bruised.A tear slid down her face and Hazel bit her lips, trying her best to prevent a sob. She lifted her head, staring at the room she was left in. The lighting was dim and she could barely see anything. "Goddess, please help me," she silently prayed, taking in deep breaths. The door pulled open and Hazel sna
"You can't do this, Rodrigo. You're better than this!" Hazel yelled, hoping that deep down the man who held her when she had nightmares, that took her to picnics,was going to shine through. But it never did. Because there was never a man. "Oh, I will; you just wait. He will come for you any moment from now, and that would be the last time you'd ever see him," Rodrigo cackled, glaring at Hazel. Her cries filled the atmosphere, but it only made him laugh harder. "Please, I beg you as your wife, don't do this. I'll come with you if you want. I'd never think about him again," she pleaded, her face swollen from all the crying. Rodrigo stared at her for a moment and his eyes slowly shone with pity. He visibly gulped and Hazel studied him, hoping her words might have moved him. Hoping he would give up. Rodrigo took a few steps towards her and she adjusted backwards, trying to ignore how she shivered in fear. He placed his hand at the back of her neck, slowly massaging it. "You look s
Ryland stepped into the car saying a little prayer. His heart raced and he hoped the plan at hand was going to work perfectly. "Everything has been stationed according to your order," Caleb said and he nodded, too distraught to say a word. The car roared to life and they headed towards his enemy's pack. Hazel was the only person on his mind throughout the drive and Ryland grew desperate by the minute. The car came to a stop a mile from the pack, and they all stepped down. Some of the warriors took off their clothes before shifting into their wolf forms. They picked up the clothes glancing at Ryland before they ran into the woods, making their way to Kindred's pack. "Ready?" Caleb asked and Ryland gave a small nod. Caleb followed suit as Ryland ran towards the pack still in his human form. He got in through the far end of the pack where he was certain that very few guards would have positioned in front especially after the information he had given them. Just like he predicted, he
Hazel's heart dropped to her stomach as she felt the cold touch of a knife against her neck. A whimper left her lips as she tried to struggle with Rodrigo, glancing at Ryland for help. He tried to step towards them but Rodrigo grazed her skin with the knife, making him stop. "Not on my watch," he said with a firm voice. "You think you could just come to my house and take my wife?" He asked like it was the dumbest thing. "Your wife shouldn't be tied to a chair, and don't forget she is my mate," Ryland shot back, stepping closer. The comment seemed to annoy Rodrigo and he growled. "She was trying to escape and she’s not your mate, because last I heard, you rejected her," Rodrigo brewed, his smirk increasing, happy he had been able to hit a nerve. Ryland moved towards him and Rodrigo pretended to pierced Hazel with the knife causing her to whimper. “I wouldn't move if I were you.” “Tell your men to go back now. Do that and I might let you carry your dog…" Rodrigo said, glancing at
"Arghhh" The air was heavy with acrid smoke and blood. Fire licked the sky, casting an unearthly glow upon the ruined clearing. Hazel stood rigid at the edge of what used to be her home, her eyes wide in disbelief.She clutched at the edge of a tree, her nails digging into the bark trying her hardest not to scream, as shallow gasps escaped from her mouth. Among the carnage lay her parents lifeless bodies. Her father, the Alpha of Hibiscus Pack, had crumpled at the steps of the pack house, his powerful body drained of life, as his chest was slicken with crimson. The slight form of his wife, her mother was crumpled right beside him, sprawled so close to him in a way that even in death she had seemed to reach her husband's touch. As she stood behind the shadows watching as her pack burned, she saw her mother's head slightly move in her direction and her lips quivered as tears rolled down her eyes. "Mo..." Her words were caught off as she quickly understood what her mother was trying to
The man quickly pounced on her and offered a fatal punch to her stomach, making her gasp for air as she fell on the cold hard ground."Arghhh!" she screamed in pain as he quickly dragged her hair "I'm going to have fun watching you die, little Alpha," the man whispered into her ear.She felt as though her heart was about to come out through her mouth. They had caught her, and the only thing she could do was to fight back or die.The man's grip on her hair tightened as he forcefully jerked her up, and at that moment his face came into view. She scratched his face hard with her nails, making his grip on her hair loosen, then she sunk her teeth in his arm and he pulled back in pain."You little bi...." The moment he let go of her hair, she took advantage and ran without looking back. She ran like the wind deeper into the forest, as fast as her legs could carry.After hours of endless running and panting she sat under an undergrowth gasping for breath, she had managed to get away. "Wha
Hazel's heart dropped to her stomach as she felt the cold touch of a knife against her neck. A whimper left her lips as she tried to struggle with Rodrigo, glancing at Ryland for help. He tried to step towards them but Rodrigo grazed her skin with the knife, making him stop. "Not on my watch," he said with a firm voice. "You think you could just come to my house and take my wife?" He asked like it was the dumbest thing. "Your wife shouldn't be tied to a chair, and don't forget she is my mate," Ryland shot back, stepping closer. The comment seemed to annoy Rodrigo and he growled. "She was trying to escape and she’s not your mate, because last I heard, you rejected her," Rodrigo brewed, his smirk increasing, happy he had been able to hit a nerve. Ryland moved towards him and Rodrigo pretended to pierced Hazel with the knife causing her to whimper. “I wouldn't move if I were you.” “Tell your men to go back now. Do that and I might let you carry your dog…" Rodrigo said, glancing at
Ryland stepped into the car saying a little prayer. His heart raced and he hoped the plan at hand was going to work perfectly. "Everything has been stationed according to your order," Caleb said and he nodded, too distraught to say a word. The car roared to life and they headed towards his enemy's pack. Hazel was the only person on his mind throughout the drive and Ryland grew desperate by the minute. The car came to a stop a mile from the pack, and they all stepped down. Some of the warriors took off their clothes before shifting into their wolf forms. They picked up the clothes glancing at Ryland before they ran into the woods, making their way to Kindred's pack. "Ready?" Caleb asked and Ryland gave a small nod. Caleb followed suit as Ryland ran towards the pack still in his human form. He got in through the far end of the pack where he was certain that very few guards would have positioned in front especially after the information he had given them. Just like he predicted, he
"You can't do this, Rodrigo. You're better than this!" Hazel yelled, hoping that deep down the man who held her when she had nightmares, that took her to picnics,was going to shine through. But it never did. Because there was never a man. "Oh, I will; you just wait. He will come for you any moment from now, and that would be the last time you'd ever see him," Rodrigo cackled, glaring at Hazel. Her cries filled the atmosphere, but it only made him laugh harder. "Please, I beg you as your wife, don't do this. I'll come with you if you want. I'd never think about him again," she pleaded, her face swollen from all the crying. Rodrigo stared at her for a moment and his eyes slowly shone with pity. He visibly gulped and Hazel studied him, hoping her words might have moved him. Hoping he would give up. Rodrigo took a few steps towards her and she adjusted backwards, trying to ignore how she shivered in fear. He placed his hand at the back of her neck, slowly massaging it. "You look s
Hazel let out a groan, trying to open her eyes. For some reason, her lids felt glued, her head heavy. She tried to lift her hand up but it seemed stuck. She fought against the binds, pausing when she realised her predicaments. "Anyone?" She struggled to say, her voice low and hoarse. Her throat felt dry and itchy and she swallowed saliva trying to remedy the feeling, but it did nothing. "Anyone! Someone please help!" She repeated, struggling to get free from the binds. Her head hurt with each move she made, but she ignored it. "Eleanor?" she yelled, forcing her eyes open."Please help me," she whispers, scanning her surroundings. She was tied to a wooden chair, her hands bruised.A tear slid down her face and Hazel bit her lips, trying her best to prevent a sob. She lifted her head, staring at the room she was left in. The lighting was dim and she could barely see anything. "Goddess, please help me," she silently prayed, taking in deep breaths. The door pulled open and Hazel sna
Rodrigo glanced at his watch, running a hand through his hair. It was almost a day and he had heard nothing from Serena. Clenching his jaw, his hand coursed through his hair again, a habit of his whenever he was frustrated. With a hard glare at his phone which was on the desk, he picked it up and dialed her number the second time, but like before, it accelerated to voicemail. Rodrigo tried repeatedly, but the results were the same at each try. An annoying growl left his lips and without giving it a thought, he crashed the phone against the wall. Nevertheless, his anger refused to be appeased as he balled his fist. With his eyes blazing red in fury, the table was seen at a blink tearing apart, and sending everything on it crashing down. Just then, Thorne made his way in and Rodrigo glared at him, his jaw still clenched so hard that it could snap. "What do you want?!" Rodrigo muttered, forcing the words out of his teeth. "Your tantrums were loud enough to summon me," was Thorne's r
"Baby?" Serena mewed like a cat, her voice loud yet shaky. She waved her hand in front of his eyes to make sure the sleeping pills were effective. Slowly she got out of bed, rushed towards her bag, and they took out the layers of napkin while rubbing her sweaty hands against her lingerie.Serena pulled out the bottle Rodrigo had given her. She pierced it, and drew out the green colored liquid, cringing at the sight of it. "This looks concerning," she whispered to herself, staring at the syringe. Ryland made a sound and she froze in fear. Slowly she turned back to find him still asleep. "Goddess help me," she muttered, walking towards him with the poison in hand. She took his hands as she placed the syringe on his shoulder. Her heart pounded and just as she was about to inject the substance into him, his eyes peeled open. "What are you doing?" Ryland's voice came sharp and unexpected, making Serena freeze in shock. Her whole body trembled as she slowly stared to see a pair of glow
Serena sat in Ryland's room in dark purple lingerie. It had been so long since he had touched her and she found herself cringing at the thought. She sat on his bed passing a hand through her hair. Even though she hated to admit it, she was very nervous and anyone could see it with how sweaty she was. Letting out a groan, Serena went through her bag, pulling out her napkin. She dabbed her face and neck with it until she felt dry enough.Shoving the used napkin in the bag she took her phone staring at the text she had sent him. "Still no reply," she muttered, becoming impatient. She looked around his room trying to snoop for anything that could help Rodrigo, but found nothing; most of his drawers were either empty or locked. She let out a frustrated sigh, falling back on the bed. "Should I call?" She asked herself as she picked up her phone, but she thought against it and dropped it. A yawn left her lips and soon she fell asleep. The sound of the door being pushed open woke Serena u
Ryland stared at the elders in front of him. They had decided to meet up after Adam's death and this was one of the few times he had been free since then. Unfortunately, Adam's death still had no murderer tied to it. Even though he did play a vital role in the pack, a part of Ryland was happy he was dead. The plus side being that he didn't even have to do it. Ryland fought a yawn, staring straight ahead. He checked his wrist watch, mentally groaning when he found out that they had barely made it through half the time. The buzzing of his phone rang through the hall, and this made the elders halt in their discussion as they turned to stare at him. Some gave him bitter glares, but swallowed their words, not brave enough to say a word. Ryland apologized to them before picking his phone from the table. He had no intention of receiving the call, but seeing the contact name, he was shocked. Aaron?With that he got up, "You can go on without me," he said to the elder beside him, walking
"What are you doing?" Rodrigo yelled, taking hold of Hazel's arm. She glared at him, yanking it out of his grip. "I need to talk to you, and I'm tired of standing," she replied back, her chest heaving. Rodrigo studied her for a while. It was clear this had nothing to do with wanting to talk to him. She took a deep breath, and glanced at his door and his heart skipped a beat as he waited for her to try to push it open. But to his surprise, Hazel turned back to face him. "What's in there that you don't want me to see?" She asked, staring at him with squinted eyes.Rodrigo's eyes glared wide as he searched his brain for what to say. For some reason, lying to her felt difficult. "You know what? I don't even care," she snapped, turning away. Rodrigo stared at Hazel's retreating figure in confusion. Something about her seemed uneasy. Her eyes looked different from before and Rodrigo felt a chill run down his spine. "It's probably the baby," Leo muttered, and Rodrigo nodded in agreemen