Aláine's Point of ViewDiscussion moved away from Kristof and me, for which I was glad, and on to Zara. Although she and I often spoke about her sex life, I wasn't entirely comfortable discussing mine, especially around Callie. From what I gathered, werewolves were quite open about sex, but not me. Zara should feel right home, though."So... Zara," Callie persisted, suggestively lifting her eyebrows in the same way as before, "tell us about Noah. How's it going with you two?""Hard to say," answered Zara."I really like him, but I am not sure what will happen when his true mate turns up.""Has he not told you if you are his true mate or not?" asked Callie."He should have at least said something."Callie was not happy about that and I felt the same, but I wasn't sure if that was something you discussed openly. I had so much to learn about werewolf culture. This might end up being a full-time job."What about you, Callie?" I asked."How will you know when your true mate comes along?""
Kristof's Point of ViewAs soon as the van screeched to a stop in front of the house, I was out of the door looking for her. Hearing the others, I ran straight around the house towards the forest. Aláine was nowhere to be found. Zara was in tears over Frederic, who had a wound on his chest. Axel was running around barking while Kieran was sitting on the grass holding an unconscious Callie in his arms. To call it chaos was an understatement.Where was Aláine? I stripped and changed into my Lycan form and sniffed around for Aláine's scent. Despite being half an hour old, I had found it and was able to follow it. I noticed that there were three to four other scents there, including Viktor’s. I would know his fetid stench anywhere. My nose led me straight to a large manmade hole in the fence. Going through the hole, I continued following her scent, which took me as far as the road."Aláine!" I howled loudly to the empty road."Aláine!"I wanted to find Viktor and his pack of rogues, and t
Noah's Point of ViewWe had reached the cabin in the woods to find that no one was there. Well, no one alive, that is. A dead male werewolf was on the floor with a silver dagger sticking out of his chest. He had been cut up well and truly, and it looked like another werewolf had used claws on him. Based on the state of the body, he hadn't been lying here for too long, maybe two to four hours. His blood had congealed, but he was still warm when I put my hand on him. Viktor was not above killing his own men, it seemed. That just made me worry all the more. What would he do to our Luna if he didn't get whatever it was he wanted.Suddenly Kristof yelled, "Aláine! We need to get back to the packhouse now! Aláine is in danger."Enraged, he shifted into his Lycan form and returned to the vehicles. I followed suit, as did the others in our team. I was worried that in his current mental state, Kristof might set off any trap we hadn't found and defused, but luckily he didn't.We got dressed an
Three Years AgoAnya's Point of ViewFinally, I got my long-awaited spa day. I had been waiting for this for ages, and Boris wouldn't let me go. You would think that a little bit of self-love every now and then was a crime. According to Boris, everything outside of the pack is to be shunned. He is such a purist. Humans are worthless in his eyes and don't even get him started on human-turned-werewolves. Consequently, getting to town, or anywhere beyond the pack borders, had been rather difficult.Boris doesn't let me out often without a guard, but since he wasn't here, he couldn't do anything about it. He and my elder sister, Alexis, were off visiting King Hans of the Grey Moon Kingdom. Boris doesn't like the King much because he mated with a human, and Queen Dana is a human-turned-werewolf. Still, King Hans is so powerful that Boris has to toe the line or lose his pack. Before he left, I told him I was meeting my friend, Lydia, from one of the other packs nearby. We would be with he
Viktor's Point of View A sleeping Anya was the first thing I saw as I opened my eyes. She was so beautiful, and she was mine. If I had to describe the perfect woman, it would be her. Long dark brown hair hung down her back, almost reaching her pert butt cheeks that I had gripped as I fucked her last night. I stared intently at her face memorising every single one of her features. Shut eyes hid her intensely blue eyes. My gaze lowered to her kissable pink lips. I could gaze at her all day and night. I felt anxious for some reason, and I was afraid the moment with her would end. Last night, we'd made love for the first time. Anya told me before that she would mark me when we made love. She said she was a werewolf and I was her true mate. I would become like her, and we would stay together forever. I had never even thought of finding someone I wanted to be with, let alone falling in love, but here I was. She had my heart and soul entirely in the palm of her hands. Not just my cock.
Viktor's Point of ViewNext Full MoonAnya and I were preparing for the full moon. It would be the day I changed from being human to becoming a werewolf. I was excited but terrified at the same time. The transition would be painful for the first few times, but I would no longer feel the pain after a while. This was also the day I would mark Anya, and she would fully become my mate. We both stripped naked as the sun went down, and Anya shifted into her Lycan aspect, her six-foot physique towering over me. She had gorgeous brown fur that was a similar colour to her human hair.As the full moon showed itself for the first time this evening, I could feel my body becoming uncomfortable. Sharp pangs shot into my arms and legs, and I started screaming in agony. I felt and heard my bones crack and break as they changed size and shape. Light brown fur began to sprout from my skin. My ears grew pointed, and my hands elongated into claws. My face contorted into a snout and my teeth extended in
"We run, and we hide," she whispered."We run and hide and never let him find us."Viktor's Point of ViewA Year LaterIt had been about a year since Anya and I had marked and mated. A year of love and delight, exploring one another and falling even deeper in love. We hadn't been formally mated in front of Anya's brother Boris, the Alpha of the Lycan Pack, because he wouldn't have accepted our union. As much as I wished I could change our circumstances, I had been born human. If he found us, he would probably kill us.Anya's love for me was strong, and I, in turn, loved her with all my heart and soul. There was no doubt in my mind where her love was concerned. She had given up so much for our love when she could have rejected me when we first met instead. Her brother's pack rules were that you were expected to reject any mate who was not wolf-born. It wasn't like this in other packs, but Anya was scared her brother would find out, so we ran.Now we were rogues on the run. Anya had rej
*** Warning: Graphic violence.*** Viktor's Point of View There was no way I would run away and abandon her to deal with Boris. I might not be as powerful as him, but I was not a coward to run off and leave my mate behind. I ran back to the clearing to find that Boris and his pack had surrounded us. There was nowhere left for us to run or hide. He was standing over her looking exceptionally angry. Anya had shifted back to human and was sitting on the ground naked. I decided to join her and shift as well. I would stay there naked with her. If we died tonight, it would be together. "Together forever, my love. Together forever!" I mind-linked to her. "Together forever!" she answered. One of Boris' men grabbed me and pinned my arms back as I walked over to her. He was much stronger than me, and I was unable to move. As hard as I tried, I could not break free. "Boris! Please don't hurt him," Anya cried. "Please, Boris! He is my mate, the man I love. The Moon Goddess wants me to lov