I felt his breath on my skin like a feather tickle which startled me and made me jump out of my skin. I turned around sharply to face him, and unluckily ran into him. How the hell did he move so noiselessly. His hand of course automatically reached out to steady me, putting us in an even more dangerous pose. My breath got caught in my throat as I gawked at his handsome face like a fish out of water. I was so wrapped up in his enteral beauty that I forgot how much I disliked him. Him being who he is of course took advantage of my momentary lapse in concentration and kissed me. My whole body went still at the feel of his lips on mine. Push him away, he is not the one you want! My head screamed but my body was just too frozen to do a thing. Fallon! snap back to your senses! Frost roared in my mind, and I blinked back to consciousness to find myself entangled with Chase. I had my both arms behind his head, his hand was against my ass holding one of my leg up around his slim waist,
My eyes that were closed in pleasure flew open in horror at the sound of Dustin’s voice, and his approaching footsteps. I reacted before my brain could catch up and pushed Chase of me. It was so strong that it sent him crashing to the ground. I flew past him, ignoring his moans of pain, and rushed out of the room to intercept Dustin before he could make his way into the room. "Hey! you,” I greeted breathlessly, coming to a stop in front of Dustin, few feet away from Chase’s studio. I tried to act like nothing was amidst, but I couldn’t sell it. "Are you alright?” Dustin looked at me suspiciously. I nodded. "Why?” His regard grew focused as if he was trying to see something on my face. "You look flushed.” I blushed harder, and immediately looked away from his piercing stare. "It is nothing. Just your brother getting on my nerves. You know how he is,” I waved my hands trying to dismiss the whole things. "I had no clue that it was your nerves I had my hands all over. For that I
Dustin paused briefly in his hot stride at his brother’s words, the hand holding mine tightening so hard that it hurt. There was look of intense fury and hardness on his face that I feared he was going to rush back and murder his brother, but then it quickly resided and he continued on without sparing Chase a glance or a word. I was impressed by his tight control and being the bigger person. It was obvious that Chase was itching for a fight. I was also curious about what Chase meant by his words, but now wasn’t the time to explore my curiosity. We walked back to the pack in silence. It was very uncomfortable and tensed. The hand holding on to mine was gentle, but the body walking beside me was stiff and guarded. Like the first time we met. I felt anxious about his silence and cold attitude and itched to say something. But what? I didn’t know how to break the pregnant silence between us. All through the walk back, I held my peace, but as soon as we broke into view of the Pa
They came like a thief in the night with no warning. One moment my Pack were thriving and happy and the next it is up in smoke with the screams of the dying rising to the heavens. Rogues have been the bane of werewolves existence. Creating havoc and killing the innocent. They are like cancer that wouldn't go away no matter what you did. Our pack, The Running Creek pack is located far south in the state. We have heard about the plague of the rogues in other places, rumors of it encroaching towards our borders, but my father never took it serious. His mistake. My father God bless him was an idealist, a man who rarely advocated for violence. Our pack lived in peace, in harmony. Everyone treated equally doesn't matter if you are an alpha, a beta or an omega. My mother ruling beside him was a kind hearted omega, whose love for her pack was felt by all in the pack. A smile from her was like the touch of the sun and everyone yearned to bask in their brightness. They were good leaders and
The night soon turned into a bloody nightmare with my people fighting very hard to survive. Our dead littered the floor of the ballroom like rubbish on the streets yet more rogues kept coming. It was an attack on a large scale. Like something that has been planned for many nights. How didn't we see this coming. I was tired, wounded and barely holding my own, and the only thing keeping me going is Zach fighting beside me. Between the two of us we have managed to kill a lot of rogues, but that barely made a dent in their numbers. My father and few of our warriors were back at the pack defending it. The rogue planned their attack so well that they were attacking us on two fronts. I have been keeping touch with my father through our link and he was still going same as us. But I could hear his strength depleting. Mum was safe, for now as the warriors were doing their best keeping the rogues at bay from where she and the rest of our packs who couldn't fight are being sheltered. Our cubs,
I felt faint on my feet, but Frost and I remained on our feet through sheer stubbornness. We weren't going to look weak to the new arrivals. The smaller wounds on her body have healed with our little rest, but she still had a gash at her side that feels deeper and still oozing. That proved dangerous to her. The young men looking a little bit older than me, I believe to be patrols for whatever pack we have stumbled to drew their guns and pointed at us. Frost growled angrily at their show of aggression. In ranking these boys weren't even betas and they dare challenge us. “Relax girl, we are alone and can't take them on.”Frost tried to refute my words but I continued on before she could speak. “Not in our current state.”The boys were staring at Frost with nervous fear in their eyes. The hand holding the guns were trembling so badly. I believe this to be their first patrol, and I would hate for us to get shot because someone was having a case of shaking fingers. The sight of Frost can
The waiting to be addressed proved to be a long wait. My body couldn't handle the strain anymore and so I succumbed to the call of darkness that I have been avoiding since we started on the trek. The last thing I heard before I went under was the mysterious Beta asking the boys what was wrong. Whatever answer they gave him was up for grasp, as I got lost in lala land. The next time I rejoined the living was to a strange woman face leaning over me, with a stethoscope to my chest and the other end fixed to her ears. Her dark curly long hair falling over her face. I blinked several times to adjust to the brightness of the room. I had no idea where I was, and that set off my heart rate informing the woman, who is obviously a doctor judging by the way she was dressed that I was awake. "You are awake," she stated the obvious with a warm smile on her face. She was pretty, and her grey eyes kind. She didn't pose any threat which made me relax a little. "Where am I?" I tried to sit up, which
The man that walked in could only be the Alpha. His presence filled the room, not just physically, but his aura too. I have never met anyone who has such a strong aura as him. He wasn't alone, but he commanded all the attention. You can't exactly see other people when you have a giant in your line of sight. A giant in suit. What the fuck! It is like dressing up a savage beast.“Damn he is huge!”“Tell me about it,” I replied Frost gaping at the Alpha like he is big foot. I am not sure that there is a difference. What is he? Seven feet, eight feet. He is a fucking A****n. “Have anyone ever told you that it is rude to stare, little girl,” his deep thunder voice shook the walls of the room, one of his thick brow climbing up his hairline in a humorous arch. “Has anyone ever told you that it is rude to call someone little girl,” Frost retorted in my mind, making me whimper as I fought a laugh. “Now is not the time to be a smart ass,” Frost I scolded my naughty other half. She is going to