FAZER LOGINKeith The men who attacked Maisie had confessed very quickly. “She called herself the handmaid,” one of them said. He had an ugly scar that ran from underneath his right eye to his chin. He called himself Scorn. “The handmaid?” I echoed because no one bore that name. It was clearly an alias. No one would be foolish enough to hurt Maisie and not try to cover up their tracks. “We don't know anything more,” Scorn said, but his partner remained quiet. “We didn't even see her face. We were to get the work done and then get paid.”I turned to look at Cassian who stood quietly watching their facial expressions closely. He was very good at spotting lies, and I was looking at his face for a cue that the two men were lying to me. “If you did not see her face,” I said, “how did you know it was a woman?” “We never said it was a woman,” Scorn replied. I tried to keep my surprise in check. “So a man called himself the handmaid?” If they were making things up, I was going to make them regret
MaisieI had a lot of questions to ask my mother, but I had to wait until my father was not around. After hanging about awkwardly, it was clear that I had no intention of speaking to him or with him. I was done with any possible relationship with my dad. He had hurt my mother all the time I was growing up, and now I found out that he had cheated on my mother—and not only that, he had a baby with another woman. I just couldn't stomach him anymore, no matter how changed he appeared to look.So, nervously, he made an excuse and left the house.When it was just my mother and I left in the living room, I took a quick sweep of the room with my eyes. It was certainly different from the last time I had been here. There were no cracks in the wall, and the sofa had been replaced."Did you come into a lot of money suddenly?" I asked my mother.Suddenly, without my father being there, she appeared jittery, and her hands were trembling a little bit. "I don't know, Maisie. It's your dad. He did all
Maisie Something had changed about my house. I knew that as I walked up my street, and saw my home up ahead. It had been renovated. Rebuilt was more like the word to describe what had happened to my house.When I got to the front door, I knocked, but no one came to answer. I went around the house to the back to check if my mother was in the kitchen, but she wasn't. Then I felt a light tap on my shoulder."Maisie, what are you doing here?"I turned around and saw Susan. She sold food on the street and was my mother's close friend."Oh, hi." It was a bit awkward to greet her.I remembered the story my mom had told me about the Alpha and her friend, and I wondered if perhaps she had once been the Alpha's lover. I tried to push it out of my mind. I still felt like that story was completely made up to scare me."Your mother told us all that you traveled." She was smiling brightly at me. "It is good to see you. It has been a while."I returned her smile. "Oh, yes, yes. I did sort of travel
Keith “You’re not suspicious of the Alpha?” Kyle asked me, his voice a rasp of conspiracy. I gave him a weird look. “Why?” Though it appeared absurd, it was still reasonable to ask. “He just allowed your relationship with Maisie? You’re not even a bit worried that he’s up to something?” Kyle asked again.“Drop it, Kyle!” Cassian warned him. But Kyle had a point. I found it suspicious that he not only allowed Maisie to move into the pack house, but he even encouraged us to share a room together while Olga remained in the pack house. Olga’s continued presence at the pack house was what I found to be confusing. Why would she continue staying in the pack if I was not going to marry her? “I think Kyle’s question is worth looking into,” I said as I sliced my sword across thin air. The three of us were at the training grounds. Practicing our form and trying to pass the time, there was not much to do since we had graduated from the academy. It felt like we were all waiting around for so
Olga I was losing my goddamn mind. And still, I had to look put together. I wanted to scream at someone, at something, but I had to keep the voices muffled in my head.Maisie was to move into the pack house, and I was not to wed Keith anymore. In fact, I could not marry Keith until a long time had passed. Apparently, there was some weird thing about the death of the Luna that made it impossible.The Luna. So that had been it. She had deliberately goaded me into killing her so that I could not be Luna as swiftly as I wanted to be. She had been very smart in doing that. Now I would just be floating about, waiting endlessly before I could make a move.To make things worse, the Alpha had told Keith to move his pathetic girlfriend into the pack house. All of my plans were crumbling, and I was seeing my future flash before my eyes. Maisie was never meant to get this far. The Alpha was never meant to approve of their relationship. This was simply absurd.I wondered if perhaps marrying the A
Maisie "Absolutely not!" My mother's refusal was fierce."Mom, I met with the Alpha. This is happening.""No, no. Maisie, don't you see what is happening here? All of a sudden you are moving into the pack house. Are you just going to abandon me? Was there any— See, I am not even considering this at all. You are not going anywhere.""Mom, I am Keith's mate. I have to."She stopped in her tracks. This was the first time I was telling her. Keith and I had kept our bond a secret. She looked at me from head to toe."What do you mean you are Keith's mate? Do you even know what that means?""Yes, Mom, I do. Keith and I—we are mates," I said to her.She stared at me long and hard without saying a word. "Oh my goodness. Oh my goodness."She looked like she was about to faint. She sank her frame into the sofa closest to her, and it creaked loudly.My eyes took in the living room. Everything needed to be changed. The sofas were ripped, and the wood that supported their frame had clearly fallen
Maisie“Stand guard outside,” Keith ordered Cassian, “I'll be back once night falls.” Keith was speaking in low tones, but my ears were listening intently to every sound. I was already thinking of how I would escape. I had done it nine years ago and I would certainly do it again. I was not scared
Maisie I threw my body in front of Lance as Beta Cassian’s sword bore down on him. The sword cut through my clothes and sliced the skin of my stomach. I winced in pain as I covered my son with my body, shielding him from Keith's terrifying gaze. “What?” Keith sneered, “You'll die protecting your
Keith“I would like to see her,” Olga insisted, “I have been looking for a new slave myself to help with keeping up the spirits in my parties.” I maintained the smile on my face, trying not to upset her, “then we shall send a call for slaves in the pack,” I said easily, guiding my wife away from M
Keith The fear in her eyes should have satisfied me. I was meant to take satisfaction in the fact that I was finally getting my revenge. I would kill her and avenge myself, our love, everything we had ever been, we could have been, I would end it all by snuffing the life out of her. After nine y







