Hazel sat on the front porch, almost bored to death. She didn't realize that Dallan had left the pack until she came outside and heard from Abe that he went with Kai for a run. Wolves... Their specie was a very peculiar one. Just like vampires who needed blood to be efficient, wolves had to go for regular hunts to get meat—fresh meat. It also worked if it was brought to them, but it wasn't as effective as when they hunted for it themselves. Hazel sighed. It had been so long that she went for a swim. She had a lot to do. After her mating ceremony with Dallan, there would be enough time for that.As she sat, she heard a howl. It sounded exactly like a wolf. Was that Dallan? The howl seemed to alert the pack. More than six men at the gate ran out of the gate. Hazel frowned. Were they also going for a hunt? Or was there some sort of trouble? As Hazel stood up from the front porch, one of the warriors at the front of the house approached her and bowed respectfully. "My Luna." Unkn
As long as it involved Aliana, trouble was lurking somewhere. Hazel did not break contact when their eyes clashed. The man whose face was hidden behind a hood let down the black material, revealing a man far younger than Abe. "You brought vampires here?" the man asked with an air of authority."Good evening, Modeus," Dallan said sarcastically. "I'm sure you've been having a lovely time indoors all this while." Hazel remembered the name. It was one of the names Dallan mentioned when they talked about the elders of the pack: Abe, Aliana, and Modeus. "You are bringing a war here!" Aliana gritted. "Do you know what you've just done?!!" "Yes, I do. I'm not stupid, you know." "Maybe you are," Aliana screamed, now visibly angry. "Um, hello." Hazel waved at the angered woman. "Do you realize that you are making a scene?" "I will advice you to stay out of this." Aliana looked around, her breathing coming out heavy. "Hazel, you don't belong here! Same with these bloodsuckers your mate b
Hazel quietly let herself in. Dallan was still in the shower. She could hear the rush of water and feel the steam emanating from the bathroom. Silently, she took off her clothes, slipped them off her ankles, and walked in. Dallan's back was turned to her but she knew he was aware of her presence.Softly, with a smile, she hugged him from behind. An audible exhale escaped Dallan. His muscled back turned to her, and he spoke softly, "Baby..." Hazel allowed the warmth of the water to massage her scalp, wet her hair, and run in drops from her hair to her back and ass. "Hmm? You okay?" "I'm okay now." Dallan exhaled again before turning to her and hugging her tightly. Out of habit, his nose nuzzled her hair, breathing in her scent. "You feel so warm," he murmured. Hazel's arms around his neck became tighter. "I do feel warm nowadays." "You should. It's the baby." He went on his knees before her and kissed her stomach. With the shower dropping hot on them, he looked up, his hair sli
Hazel stood at the window, overlooking the gate. Yes, the men were ready. They had mounted men with weapons at the gate, and around the fence—every ten feet—was one warrior, fully armed to the teeth. "They will come," she said quietly, her eyes following the tension around the pack. "They will come for their people. I don't know when, but they will." She knew Dallan was right behind her. "And if they do, we will be ready. Right?" "Exactly," Hazel smirked. "We will be here waiting for them." She turned to him. "We need to start working on other things." Dallan frowned as she shrugged off her robe and started putting on a white gown. "Other things like what, baby?" "Mating ceremony.""Huh? Do you want us to do our mating ceremony amid this crisis?" "Nah, not us." Hazel's smile sent a wave of thrill into him. "I was talking about the new lovers." "Kai and Laura?" "Exactly." "Wow." Dallan did not expect that. "Is that the plan?" "Yes, that is the plan. Getting Kai's mate is no
Drab rested on the windowsill with his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes resting on the vampire who was sleeping soundly.Something was soothing in the way the vampire slept, his chest heaving rhythmically. Carefully monitoring his features, Drab realized that he looked a lot like Laura. With finely shaped brows and long lashes, the vamp could contest for one of the most beautiful men Drab had ever seen. Drab chuckled softly. He was calling a man beautiful. Well, most of the vampire's features were feminine save for the neatly-trimmed beards on his face and chin. The unconscious man stirred. Drab tensed. "Argh..." The grunt pushed Drab closer. The vampire's face was contoured in pain, his breath coming out in gasps. He seemed weak. Whatever Abe gave him really accomplished the desired result. "Water..." Drab was already at the door when he heard the request. He looked around. Yes, there was a bottle of water on the center table—it seemed to have been intentionally put
"Who are the spies?" Drab asked in a rush to prevent Reve from falling asleep before divulging the information. "Reve, keep your eyes open! Who are the spies? Please, tell me." The vampire's sight blurred. "I don't know her name... I've collected some paperwork from her in the past. I also know that she has an accomplice—I think a female accomplice; I'm not too sure. And I know that she holds a high position in the pack, a position of honour." Drab digested the information as fast as he could. "Can you give facial descriptions? Reve, talk to me!" "I... my brain feels mushy now... I need to sleep." Reve's voice sounded weak. He was almost slurring now. Slowly, as his eyelids shit close, he let out another sentence, "Be safe, my uncle might be here tomorrow." Drab did the next thing that came into his mind. "Abe!! Abe!!" He ran into the sitting room to see the warlock crouched beside Jake, checking the boy's vitals. "What is happening?" "Reve... Can we wake him up?" Drab demande
Something was going to happen. Hazel felt it as she sat at the front of the mansion, her eyes scanning the gate. Beside her sat Dallan, his hand holding a shawl around her shoulders. "You should get some rest." "I don't feel sleepy." Hazel shrugged. "I rested enough in the afternoon.""I need you in a perfect state of health. I don't want anything happening to you or our baby." He leaned closer to caress her stomach. Hazel smiled. Dallan was already obsessed with the child in her. She wondered how it was going to be after she gave birth. "I'm fine, Dal. By the way, it would be impossible to sleep with all that's on the ground.""Everything will be fine." "I know. I just want everything to be alright without too many sacrifices. I am scared of losing to win." Dallan took a moment to digest her words. Their concern was almost mutual. He was also scared of losing, scared of seeing people die to achieve victory. "Everything will be fine. Hazel, go to bed. I will take over from here
Dallan had no plan to move until Agra did or said something. So they stood facing each other, each one suppressing the desire to rush forward and wreak havoc.At last, after it seemed Agra had had enough of the silence, the vampire king spoke up, "Where is my daughter? Where is my nephew?" Even in the darkness, Dallan could see as far as the stretch of men behind Agra. "It was nice of you to visit," Dallan said, keeping a straight face. "I sincerely hope your injuries are completely healed. My apologies for the last time." "Give me my daughter and nephew." Dallan understood that Agra was on the verge of losing it, and he wanted to test the vampire king's patience a bit. "What if I say no?" "Dallan, I did not come here to drag words with you. Bring them out... or..." "Or what, Agra?" "Or you won't like the state of your pack." Agra narrowed his eyes to slits. Distaste was clearly written in the way his brows were knitted. Dallan wasn't done. "Your nephew, Reve, is resting at t