TRISTAN’S POVThe guts of Orion disgracing me in front of my woman. Emilia was only for me and the more she got closer to Orion, the more she risked their lives. I examined the area where he had hit me and flinched. Due to the high alcohol intake, my body had been slow in healing and it hurts like shit when I tried to move.I thought of calling one of my brothers but I did not what to explain what had occurred between my twin and I, so I kept it to myself. Wincing every now and then at my bruised body and ego. I put a call across to Rufus and he answered almost immediately.“Is everything ready for the meet up with the scientist??” I asked curtly, massaging my broken rib which was slowly healing.“Yes, boss. I have gathered the materials that’ll be needed for the mission. It is a four hour drive from the pack house and should not take more than thirty minutes to get done and over with,” Rufus briefed me and I smiled, happiness flooding my being.These was one of the reasons I had hire
TRISTAN’S POVI stood at the forefront of my gang, my eyes fixed on the rival gang before us. The air was electric with tension, our growls and snarls filling the night air. This wasn't just any rival gang - they were sent by the scientist who had been breathing down my neck, demanding more drugs and faster and it happened to be my ex best friend . But I wouldn't be intimidated. I had built my reputation on fear and respect, and I wouldn't let anyone take that away from me.As we faced off, our hands transformed into claws, our bodies tensing with anticipation. No weapons were needed; our strength and ferocity were enough. The rival gang's leader, the burly werewolf of a friend I had once trusted sneered at me. But I could smell his fear, and it only fueled my anger.The fight erupted, our claws clashing, our growls echoing through the streets. I took down the first few with swift precision, but the rest put up a fierce resistance. They were well-trained, well-fed, and fueled by the s
EMILIA’S POVResuming work the next day took a lot of determination. After calling Marilyn who called the twin the most demeaning of names, she could not come over though as she was still held up with work. As a good friend that I was, I understood with her and ate icecream and watched sad cheesy movies all night, while downing bitter wine. I lazily got out of bed and dragged myself to my bathroom as I listened to a podcast on heartbreak. Ironical, wasn’t it? The swish swash of the toothbrush as I cleaned my teeth was a soothing sound which distracted me from my thoughts.I missed Orion a lot, he was my mate after all. When my wolf had screamed out, “Mate,” I was happy and at the same time sad. I was happy I had someone I could count on, who would protect me and always be there for me and I was sad too, why did it have to be Orion of all people? The twin of the man who broke my heart and deceived me for two years. I let out a sigh and donned on a plan dress, rubbed some lipstick on
TRISTAN’S POVOrion’s mood the following days wa one I had not experienced before. He was brooding and barely showed up for meetings. I had to be the responsible one because he totally blocked out everyone that tried to talk to him. I heard this from my other brothers. I didn’t even try.After hearing about the fight between him and Logan, I knew he must have really loved Emilia. I tried to feel sympathetic but it wasn’t working. My heart was long dead and buried. It couldn’t find a single pity to give. Although I loved the fact Orion and Emilia were not together. It was affecting my life.After I could not live the manor without arousing suspicion as the shootout between the two gangs had gotten to the ears of the public. I had to stay indoors most of the times because all I heard in the pack house was how to stop this abomination of a gang. Apparently that was what they called us. If Orion was his usual self, I would have been able to sneak in and out without being noticed but now a
ORION’S POVWhen the gunshots had sounded, I had gone into the safe room with the rest of the pack . It had occurred suddenly. These men have become bold, for the fact they attacked a pack of werewolves meant they could be supernatural creatures too. Armed guards went out to find where the men were at and came back with a humorous story. It wasn’t gunshots, it had been fireworks. I looked around for Tristan and he was nowhere to be found. Eureka! This has to be Tristan’s doing, there was no other person I knew who was mischievous to that level, but why did he do it? What was she playing at? I knew him like the back of my hand and knew that whatever he was doing would affect everyone around him.I went to his room, hoping to see him there but I could not find him. Logan mindlinked me immediately that Father seemed our presence. Tristan’s absence will be noticed and will definitely arouse suspicion.As we assembled before him. The Alpha let out a sigh of defeat. Several opinions arose
EMILIA'S POVLeaving work felt better than it used to be. With all the mess in my life, the last thing I wanted was to attend to clients. I was mentally and physically drained, and I knew that if I attended to one more customer, it was going to be a disaster.After attending to the man I had treated badly a few minutes ago, I apologized time and time again and was pleased when he assured me that everything was going to be fine, that he had forgiven me. Despite the fact that my life was in shambles, I knew that it wasn't an excuse to lose clients. It was up to me to control my personal chaos while attending to the clients with utmost respect. After all, as Paige would say, “customer is king.”I needed my peace, I needed the quiet of my home. Time and time again, the image of Orion and Tristan filtered into my head. The image was a firm imprint on my mind, plaguing me throughout work. It had been hard to concentrate while giving the client a tour. All I wanted was love, all I had wan
ORION'S POVI retrieved the human blood that was always stored in the freezer for all members of the family. They were in cans, well preserved and best served when chilled, according to the instructions on it. It had been my father's idea to make them in bulk, and it was a good idea because it seemed to help when one was tired. At that moment, I was more than tired. I was mentally drained and exhausted.Not only from the problems that had seemed to mess up my relationship with Emilia, but because I knew who was the cause of those problems. All my problems so far could be traced to only one person, and that was my brother, Tristan.There was this unpredictability about him, and I knew even before time that my brother was capable of wrecking havoc. As a kid, he was among the first to start riding horses even though we had been warned as kids not to do so. That explained the crack that sometimes came from his knee when he stood for too long. He had broken his leg after riding Thunderst
TRISTAN POVI was summoned by Logan, my brother through mindlinking. Apparently, a meeting was being held at the palace and my presence was needed. I rejected the summoning instantly, blocking every form of him being able to talk to me. I was in the midst of an operation, and the last thing I wanted was being disturbed. I knew the Alpha, my father wasn't going to take it lightly when he found out that I wasn't at the meeting, but I was willing to risk it. Killing Rufus had made me instantly appoint another wolf to be in charge of activities when I was away at the palace or away on any other duty. His name was Henry, and he was strong and fierce. He was waiting for my instructions, his hands by his side. I always wanted to tell him that he could relax in my presence, but I decided to let him be. If that was the only way he could function, then I wanted to let him be. “Henry? Surround the house. Today, we show the wolf world that the masked dealers aren't to be messed with. We are a