MasukGia PovI usually couldn't help but wonder how he became Bryce's beta, and most times I'll shrug: maybe he's just as productive as he's silent. Answering myself.But this time, my prediction was destined to fail."I can see you're getting real comfy," a voice commented.Three seconds passed before it clicked. "Bryce." I shot off the bed to the floor, awkwardly fiddling with my fingers.Can't believe I allowed him to see that. Why didn't I open the door myself?I tried to act as normal as possible, shrugging. "Yeah, what else can I do?" I said.His eyes landed on me, tracing my frame from my shoulders to my hands, then my feet, back before going to my face.All the places he landed were tense.Shoulders stiff, hands folded into fists without me knowing, and toes curled.I tried to release the tension, to act like nothing's wrong.Thankfully, Bryce wasn't here to pinpoint my faults. He simply walked up to me, took my hand, and pulled me toward the bed.When we both sat, that's when my
Gia POVI didn't want to believe it, but all the evidence was here. The spark.It's unbelievable. Something I didn't even feel with Levi, I was feeling with someone.'It's the goddess.' His hand gently wrapped around mine; he placed our hands on his chest, just above his heart.I jolted, trying to remove my hand away, but he held it fast.Firmly to his.The chest was a vulnerable area. I stared at him wide-eyed. Didn't he know? Just one move of a wolf's clawed fingers and he's gone.Like dead, unable to resurrect."That's why it's not any wolf but only you," his deep voice brushed past my ears, sending a tingle down my spine. I jerked away. "What the—" my eyes widened further if that's possible. He heard me?I'm sure the shock on my face was evident. 'Don't tell me he reads minds too,' I wanted to flee in mortification if that's the case.He shook his head. "No, sweetheart, I don't read minds.""But you just said what I was thinking," I was swift to point out, receiving another shock
Gia PovThe next time I woke up I was much calmer.I stared at the ceiling, my eyes tracing the patterns. I was this calm because I already knew where I was.The door creaked open. Bryce, with a tray in his open palms, entered the room with his back. He placed it on the bedside table, saying, "I guessed you'll be hungry."I weakly shook my head, not really looking down at my stomach, at least not now. Just then, as if to disprove my words, my stomach growled and grumbled, contradicting what I just said.Bryce chuckled. "Seems your stomach had another thing to say," he said, quirking his eyebrows while I flushed red in shame, pulling up the bed covers to my nose."Eat up," he turned, perhaps to give me time to pick up any semblance of dignity from my shambles pile.It was only when the door closed with a click, when I was left alone — he's gone, and I confirmed it — that I reached for the food.My finger hovered over the food. 'What if it's poisoned?' The off thought poked holes in my
Gia POVWhen my eyes opened, the first thing I saw was the ceiling above me.A strange one, decorated with spirals and curves of shimmering gold and white.'This isn’t my room.' That was my first thought. Or my room, for that matter.I propped myself up on my arm, staring around the room where I was. It was neat.No stray clothes or things cluttered around. I couldn’t pick out anything just from the room alone.I scuttled to the side; just then, a sharp pain stung me. I winced, my head snapping to the source.
LeviThe walkie-talkie crackled to life. "Alpha, the coast is clear."I pressed the button, bringing it to my mouth while ducking under an overgrown trunk. "Good, Jamie. Keep me updated.""Will do," he said. It crackled for a second, then turned off.The reports of various sightings of outlanders had been alarming. Those damned bastards getting past borders.They must have eaten a leopard’s gall and a bowl of fish scales, too, because why in the world were they so tough to locate?We could only catch onto their trail. We would sight them, but before we could get there, they had already left. It was infuriating, as if they already knew.I had suspicions that only grew stronger as the days went by that this wasn’t a coincidence. Probably, they were getting tipped off.Whoever that person is, he would pray to be given a cyanide when I lay my hands on him. Made me leave my girl.My mind went back to Gia, her face like a baby’sSo open, vulnerable, and peaceful. It was void of the constant
[This chapter contains slight sexual scene.Alan's POVI once heard a statement: all she-wolves are different.I supposed it was meant to be a heartfelt cry. Something that would make you repent and change your ways immediately.I don’t remember when it was said, or who said it.But what I do remember very vividly, in fact, was my reaction to it.A scoff in disbelief. Not outwardly, of course, my expression was as touched as everyone’s.That won a few approvals if my memory doesn’t fail me.That’s beside the point. The point is, I never believed it.Not then.And certainly not now.In fact, it has only grown more solid throughout the years.Even now, as I rammed violently into her, engaging in the most ancient and primal act, the bed creaked and groaned in protest, accompanied by Madeline’s saccharine-like moan piercing the air, urging me further.Deeper, she wrapped her leg around my waist. The evidence was simple and plain.Disgustingly so.Soon, very soon, various calculations flic







