MasukAnton’s PovI could feel my beast growling as I watched the way Nyx circled her. He was sizing her up, trying to find the weak spot.But she wasn’t backing down, no, she stood her ground, her eyes staring at him with anger in them. I hate that she was here, hated that she had flunked my orders and put herself in danger.“You can come with me, we have a lot to talk about,” he said.She didn’t move, “I won’t leave him,” her voice was low, commanding.Nyx sighed, “How many times do I have to say this, Anton isn’t going anywhere, not now, not ever,” he said.His eyes were back on me, maybe he was expecting that I would throw a tantrum, that I would scream at him. But it wasn’t the time, now, I need to keep my emotions in check and find out the best possible way to get Crescent away from him.“Then give me a minute to talk to him,” she said.He looked at her, “If you talk to him, will you keep away from throwing a tantrum?” he asked.“I can’t promise that, but I would be less sufferable if
Crescent’s PovThe air was still, quiet as though there was a poison in the air.Nyx stared at me, his eyes glinting as he took in my features, “I must say, I am excited to see you, daughter,” he said.I recoiled, the word felt like I had been slapped, anger surged through me, I was angry, I hated the way he said just one word and I felt like I was about to fucking lose my mind.“I am not your daughter!” I hissed.He laughed, shaking his head as though I had cracked the biggest joke. “But you are, your blood… my blood runs through your veins,” he said.Hate cloaked my chest.“If I could, I would drain myself, rid myself of your blood,’ I hissed.He kissed his teeth, his face in a grimace as he stared at me, “Why would you do that?” he looked at me with a confused look on his face. “Why do you have so much hate in you?” he asked.“hate?” I scoffed. “This isn’t hate… this is anger” I seethed.He waved his hand, smiling as he walked over to the chair that was located in the corner of the
Author’s povStorm bringer pack was in silence.Lycan king; Anton Storm was gone.The tension of the traitor still in their walls ran deep through their pores.“It has been four days; do you think we should go searching?” Ryan asked the minute he walked in to find Ken.Ken didn’t raise his head, his eyes fixed on what he was reading, “That wouldn’t be wise, we would have no idea what we would be walking into,” he said.Ryan growled, “It has been four freaking days, no words, no fucking sign,” he growled.A knock sounded on the door, and guards rushed in with a boy, behind them. He looked lost; his eyes wild as he stared at the men.Ken’s eyes hardened as he stared at the boy, “What is going on here?” his voice was low, soft as he waited for a reply,“He demanded to meet with you, said he has a message from the lycan king,” the guard replied.Ryan nodded, sending the guards out, “speak,” his voice low.“I am Keith,” he started, unsure of how he was going to tell the story. “Cres… cory
Crescent’s PovThe morning came fast and bright, but there was sadness in the air.“What is going on?” I asked, staring at the wailing woman before me, just last night things had been fine.“Her son has been taken,” someone said.Anger surged through me, my eyes glaring towards the direction that led to Michael’s office, I knew he had done it. This was his work; he was in league with them.I stormed into his office, pushing his door open, the sound startling him as he turned in panic, wide eyes, “crescent, is something wrong?” he asked.Yes.You, that is the problem, killing these people without remorse.“A child is missing, what are you going to do about it?” I hissed.He sighed. “I know that you are still trying to wrap your head around these things, but there is nothing that we can do, these things happen, we only have to try to keep the other ones safe,” he said.I gritted my teeth, “You can’t just accept that,” I said.He had that faux remorse look on his face, his eyes soft, “I
crescent’s povIt was dark, the underground was quiet, too quiet.I couldn’t bring myself to sleep, not when all that was on my mind was how I was going to get Anton out. A sound echoed in the corner, my head snapped to the side, eyes wide as I took in the figure. I didn’t move, I lay perfectly still as I watched Michael sneak back into the room.He smelt weird, like he had been in the wild, maybe around rogues… “Did you find anything?” I asked.He startled his eyes wide as he stared at me, “What?” his voice an octave higher.Did he know that guilty people had a way of giving off the guilty energy without even trying?“Thought you went to find out where ant… the lycan ing was being kept,” I said, quickly correcting myself.But he had caught on, his eyes narrowed, “The lycan king, he is m
Anton’s PovNyx was just a tormentor; he was a well detailed master mind.It has been a day, and in every few minutes, elders are brought in, men from different packs, dropping to their knees at is command. And after every interaction, he would look at me, waiting hoping that I would do the same.And each time, the reaction was the same, anger, laced with disappointment.I enjoyed it.The wolf beneath my feet groaned, garbling as I tightened my hold around his neck. My eyes hadn’t left elder mark, this was a message to him, this was my subtle way of telling him that he would be next.“Killing my men isn’t going to help you,” Nyx said, walking into the room.I smirked, but it was enough to make them reconsider walking into where I was.“I know, but I am enjoying this far more than I should,”







