Aria's POV
Flash back- three months ago
Racing to Ryan’s side, I drop to my knees and lean over him. Tears stream down my face as I try to shake him. He wasn’t breathing, his chest still in the moonlit grounds.
“Aria” my father rests his hands on my shoulders. “Aria, he will be fine, it’s just what happens”
The Alpha summons Kyle and his Beta to help move Ryan back inside. He tries to reassure me that by morning Ryan will be his normal self, but I didn’t believe him.
Refusing to listen to my father, I follow Kyle and my fathers Beta. Both men were huge and they were struggling to carry Ryan. A complete change to the day I had brought Ryan home.
The men carry Ryan to his room. A room on the opposite side of the house to my bedroom. It didn’t stop me from following my brother in. As they lay Ryan down, I sit by his side, holding on to his hand.
Kyle hovers for a moment, like he wanted to say something, his eyes darting about.
“You think it failed?” I ask Kyle, hoping that it wasn’t the case.
He shakes his head at me
“No, it’s just….” He trails off, quickly leaving without looking back. It was weird for Kyle, he doesn’t normally care about what he has to say.
A few moments after Kyle leaves, I climb off the bed. Moving to the door, I slide the lock across. I wanted to be alone with Ryan, I didn’t want any interruptions.
It was a few hours before Ryan finally opens his eyes. He suddenly sits upright, gasping for air like he hadn’t been breathing. He looks at me wide eyed, and then around his room, confused.
“What happened Aria?”
“You don’t remember?”
“No” Kyle shakes his head “Did I do it? Did I take the Blood Oath?”
“Yes,” I was confused too, how could he forget something so powerful??
The cut on his hand still hadn’t healed and I pull Ryan’s hand up to his face, “You made the oath Ryan, you are a part of this pack now.”
A smile spreads across his face, he seemed happy that he had completed the oath.
Ryan pulls me on top of him, holding me close to his body. I could feel the warmth of his chest through the thin white t-shirt as he kissed me. His hands slide up my back and unhook my bra.
I let out a giggle, finally grateful that we were completely alone and whisper “The door is locked”
“Perfect”
Ryan pulls my top up over my head, an urgency in him as he hardens beneath me. After always being interrupted, now would be the perfect time.
I was just as eager, my hands work on the fastening of his linen trousers. Quickly freeing him, but before I get a chance to do anything. Ryan flips us over, tearing my trousers and panties from me in one tug.
The night was long and very intense. Every time I started drifting off to sleep, Ryan would be trailing his fingers over me, teasing me in any way that he could until I was begging for him to fill me.
As dawn broke, I reached over to Ryan’s side of the bed, he wasn’t there. When I turn, I see his bathroom light is on and do not think much about it. Turning over, I close my eyes, a few moments later, I feel Ryan slip into bed behind me. Slipping his arm around my bare waist, pressing his chest up against my back as he kissed my cheek.
Ryan whispers something in my ear, but I was too exhausted to hear what he said. Sleep taking me before I get a chance to understand his words.
Opening my eyes, I smile and stretch out like a cat. The dream I had was amazing. Ryan and I were together, just like I had always hoped and we lived a happy life together, a perfect life.
I continue to stretch and realise that once again, Ryan is not in the bed. Only this time there was no bathroom light on. His side of the bed was cold too, his scent weak, he hadn’t been in the room for some time.
Racing across the room, the door was still locked, I didn't understand. If the door was locked, how did he get out? It didn’t make any sense.
The cold breeze hits my naked skin and I realise the window is wide open. I quickly get myself dressed, pulling on some of Ryan’s shorts as my trousers lay in tatters. Searching the room, Ryan’s things were gone, most of his clothes, his wallet and his keys.
I didn’t understand.
Our night together had been amazing, he had paid me so much attention, everything had been perfect. Tying my hair back, I faintly remember him whispering something into my ear, but I had been so tired, I could barely remember what he had said.
It hits me like a ton of bricks “I’m sorry, but I have to go.”
How could I have not listened to something so important. Why did he have to go??
Unlocking the door, I frantically search the packhouse. There was no sign of him anywhere. He had gone!
Kyle comes out of his bedroom, almost colliding with me and rubs his sleepy eyes.
“What’s going on Aria? You look like a crazy woman!”
“He’s gone Kyle?!”
“Who?” Kyle rubs his eyes again, not registering what I was saying. He yawns sleepily as he tugs me into his room.
“Ryan! He has left us Kyle, he has left me!”
Kyle pulls me in for a hug, “I’m sure he has probably gone for a run, or maybe a hunt”
“No Kyle, all his things are gone!”
He asks me to show him and when I lead him to the empty room, he screws his nose up. Obviously knowing that more than just sleep happened in here.
“See, he is gone!”
Kyle looks through Ryan’s things, or rather, the lack of things. His jaw clenched so tight that I could see the pulsing in his cheek.
He finally stands and looks at me. His green eyes dark
“Did he say anything Aria?”
“Yes, but I was half asleep, I can only remember him apologising and telling me he had to go.”
“And you didn’t question him?”
“I was half asleep Kyle.” my voice was whiny and I hated how pathetic I sounded
“I need to talk to father!”
Kyle walks away from me, leaving me in complete panic. My father would jump to conclusions and blame me for Ryans disappearance.
“Well, well, well. You fucked that one up sis!”
It was the last person I wanted to see. Seren saunters up to me. Today she is in an eye watering short skirt. If she bent over, there would be nothing left to the imagination. Her top was just as bad, her cleavage practically hanging out for all to see.
“Seren leave me alone” I stomp towards my room but she is hot on my trail.
“Why should I? The guy you forced into taking a Blood Oath is nowhere to be seen. Father will be happy with you!”
“Get lost Seren”
“Let me guess, big bro is going to save the day?”
I roll my eyes, I couldn’t believe that once upon a time, I wanted to be just like Seren.
“Maybe you were crap at sex!” Seren calls out down the hallway, making me freeze.
“Or maybe his men have come for him!”
I spin around to look at her, certain that I had misheard.
“What did you say?” I ask accusingly
“Exactly what you heard, Aria. His people are closing in on this pack!” She cackles as she walks away.
She had to be lying. Ryan hated Crimson Pack, he had told me hundreds of times. No one had said anything, no one had mentioned a possible attack. Seren had to be lying!
“You won’t, you will never do it!” Athena screams as I drag her across the ground. “Shut your fucking mouth.” I yell over her whimperings.“Then just kill me. I can't bare to see you fuck us over.”“No Athena. You will see what happens. You will watch as I take over the entire world and you will hear all of it.”“Please, just let me die.”“No fucking chance.” I threw her body into the dungeon where Aria had been locked away. Athena’s body hits the stone floor as she rolls across the ground.“Please, Atlas, please just let me…”“Alpha Atlas.” I mutter. She was a traitor, she wasn’t anything other than that.“Alpha Atlas, please just let me die.” She continues to beg.“No chance.”I slam the door of the dungeons shut. Slipping the key into the lock. She would never get to see any of the pack again. All she would ever get is the information of how the world was changing. How I was becoming the King that no one could stop. How I would be unstoppable,I walk down to the gates, waiting for
Atlas’s POVI couldn’t believe what I was hearing. How could Simon be mated to Athena? It didn’t seem possible. After all, he was gay. He had been married to a man.A man that he met at my ball! Ryan mutters. He sounded almost annoyed. “I can’t help it, Simon. The Moon Goddess obviously paired us together for a reason. It's not my fault.""There could have been a chance, but I can't protect you now!""You're not even going to try?"“Shut up. Just shut up you stupid woman!” Simon growls at her, obviously having enough of her shit.“I’m sorry that I am not what you wanted. Let me guess, you wanted someone with a dick!” Athena snaps back. "Well, I'm sorry about that, so suck it up!"“Whatever is going to happen between us doesn’t matter if Atlas kills you.”The sentence was perfect timing. Stepping into the small room. I see Athena sitting on the edge of a sofa. Her face in her hands. Her chocolate brown hair draped down over her. Simon had his back to me. His hands on his hips. A red t
Atlas’s POVSimon bursts into the room. I hadn’t even realised he had followed me. He stops in front of the empty crib. “Where is he, Atlas?” I couldn’t speak. I was in shock. How had I not felt it? How had I not known that he was in trouble?“ATLAS? Where the hell is he?”“She has him. She has taken my son.” I growl“FIND ATHENA!” I yell through a link to every single wolf and Lycan in the pack. “DO NOT LET HER OUT OF YOUR SIGHT. SHE HAS MY SON!”“I can help.” Simon offers.“How? How can someone like you help.”“He is okay. Hunter is okay. That’s why you couldn’t sense him being taken. His Aunty has him. If he feels danger. You will know. You will feel it”“How can you be certain? He is the first Lycan child.”“Because you feel it when he cries. You feel it in your heart when he is upset. Whatever Athena has done. She is keeping him safe and he trusts her. The question is, what does she want in return.”“I know what she wants. She wants Bethany dead.”“Me?” A small voice cries behin
Atlas’s POVAesha drops her head, keeping herself from looking at me. I wasn’t mad at her. I already had my suspicions. The way Athena looked at Bethany. The spite in her words. I had never known someone so jealous over a child.“Thank you, Aesha.”“You’re not mad at me?”“I’m not mad with you, no! You did the right thing.” I mull over her words. Frustrated that I couldn't get a break.“I told you Aesha. It was better to tell him than not.” Simon mumbles and nods at her, giving her a smile. I wondered how long this had been bugging her. Not once had we been alone today for her to tell me. Athena was always there, hovering or Bethany was at my side. Had Athena known Aesha had overheard her?“Did she know, Aesha? Did she know that you were listening in?”“I don’t… I don’t think so.”That sounds like a yes. If Athena had picked up her scent, then it would be obvious. It’s why Athena probably hovered at the funeral.“Things are getting more and more fucked up!” Simon mutters“Why are you
Atlas’s POVGetting Aria ready for her funeral hit me hard. It made me realise just how much I missed her. She had put me through my paces, testing my patience but at the end of the day, she was mine.I'm not ready.'I know, but it is time.'Just like Bethany had said, Aria looked as though she was sleeping. Her fresh clothes hid her fatal wound. Aesha was busy putting some sort of make up on Aria, giving her a bit of colour. She keeps her mouth shut, knowing that it was best not to speak.It had been a long time since I had sent someone back to the Moon Goddess and I wasn’t ready for this. I reach out to touch her cold skin. Hoping that by some miracle, she would wake up. That this was all just some nightmare.“Everyone’s ready.” Athena mutters. I see how she glances at Bethany, but she doesn’t say anything and Bethany is oblivious to it.I nod and she leaves, taking Aesha with her. Bethany remains behind with me. She had stayed with me ever since we went to the orphanage earlier. Sh
Atlas’s POVOver the course of the next few days, it was almost impossible to get anymore information out of Bethany. The moment she felt threatened, she would clam up. Hiding herself away, never leaving the house and refusing to speak to anyone. The only thing that would coax her out of her hiding spot was hot food. Today, it seemed like the smell of food wasn’t even working. I would have to go and find her when I was done.“Some great idea of yours.” I mutter as Aesha sits at the breakfast table with Athena and I.Athena cocks an eyebrow at me. She didn’t have a clue what I was talking about, but her gaze hit me hard. I had allowed Athena and Aesha to stay in the packhouse. In some ways it helped me feel close to Aria. Yet, it always seemed like they were watching my every move.“Is this about the funeral, Atlas? Because you can’t keep putting it off forever. Aria isn’t coming back.” I heard the undertone in her voice. She was trying to be assertive but she was grieving like the res