Dom’s POV A part of her wanted to listen to reason while the other just wanted to end him. Eventually, the roots retracted and she backed away from him,leaning further into me. He pulled in trembling breaths, as shallow as a creek. His entire body was trembling as blood continued to stream down his legs. I knew we only had a short window to get him to speak before he passed out again. The way his heart was beating and how laboring his breaths were, he was going into shock and we needed to move fast. “Now, if you don’t want her to start up again, tell us where they were going.” His eyes locked into hers. He was petrified and I would be to if I was on the receiving end of that. He nodded his head frantically and began talking. He told us they were supposed to be heading north. That they all made the decision to go rogue and to never come back. He also admitted to meeting with Alpha Bram. According to him, Bram offered them access to some great power if they joined him. And
Dom’s POV I could easily smell the fear on him but he did his best to keep it from showing on his face. "Like raping young women? Or just witches?" I began, my voice calm, but my alpha aura rippled sickeningly through his cell. I could see him immediately began to sweat as I circled him. "Refusing to speak, I hear." I continued. He swallowed hard. My patience was wearing thin. "You think you can protect them?" I snarled, allowing Amos to speak. "You think your silence will save them from my wrath?” Amos growled. He flinched Slightly, but still, nothing. Pulling Amos back, an idea came to me. “That’s fine. You won’t answer to me. But you will answer to your Luna.” That hit a nerve. Lunging forward, still shackled, he growled. “That bitch is not my Luna!” He snarled. Amos lunged forward and clawed his face. I didn’t expect him to do that, or maybe I did. But I didn’t hold him back. I knew he wouldn’t kill him. We needed him to speak. He howled out in pain as I
Dom’s POV Three days. Three unforgiving days since the attack on Salffera by my kind. And for three days, my kingdom had been a gossiping mess. Word got around fast and although it happened to a witch, many of the Lycan women were uncomfortable and felt unsafe. Between this so called prophecy, the shadow syndicate and this attack on Salffera , I couldn’t shake the feeling that this wasn’t just out of hate. My gut told me that either someone or something played a part in this. This wasn't a random act of violence. Hate definitely had something to do with it but it had to be more to it. My gaze drifted to the corner of the room, where a meticulously unfurled ancient scroll lay. Benji had finally found the prophecy the witches were talking about. He brought it in yesterday morning but I haven’t taken the time to look at it. I’ve be wrapped up in the attack and trying to calm my people. And then there was the Shadow Syndicate. If they were helping the wolves, it was a possibi
Willow’s POV I shed my clothes without a second thought and stepped into the rivers soft currents as the cool morning air raised goosebumps on my skin. The water embraced me, grounding my restless spirit. I closed my eyes, letting the cleansing energy flow through me, preparing to immerse myself fully and become one with the river when the snap of a twig, caught my attention. My eyes flew open, scanning the forest around me. With a flick of my wrist, the water around me obeyed. A swirling vortex erupted, gathering immense force before I flung it directly at the source of the sound. It wasn't just a splash. It was designed to knock a full-grown man off his feet. But the approaching figure was no ordinary man. He moved with an impossible swiftness, a blur of dark clothing sidestepping my watery assault with an effortless grace that took my breath away. A few stray droplets misted around him, but he was untouched. Before I could conjure a second and more powerful strike, he wa
Anastasia’s POV “We will find a way to fix this. I will fix this.” I reassured, leaning over and wrapping my arms around her. I held her in my arms and cried softly to the sound of her sobs that jerked her body uncontrollably. Although she was only three years younger than me, my feelings were maternal. As she began to calm, I sore I would protect her with my life. Just as I made this promise, the door bursted open and in came Benji. The look on his face displayed a mixture of fear and relief. Huh? Why should he be looking at me like that? No. Not me. He’s looking at… “Mate!” He practically whimpered. I was unable to control my facial expression. My jaw literally dropped. Salffera is his mate? I turned to look at her and her face was covered in both shock and shame. I could feel she was torn between wanting to go to him and wanting him to leave. I smiled, knowing exactly how she felt. It was the same for me. I touched her hand gently, bringing her attention back to me.
Dom’s POV Her face looked exhausted. “How bad is it?” I asked. “They raped her in their lycan forms. Tortured her while they did it.” Her eyes glistened with tears. “She’s only just turned 18 yesterday.” My blood boiled. No wonder Ana felt the way she did. She’s mentioned to me before that she could still feel the witches emotions. I must have been picking up on that. All I felt was her sorrow and worry. “We’ll find them.” The witches came here seeking refuge. Being attacked like this wasn’t supposed to happen. I was ashamed of my people right now. I understood that the hate for the witches was very real, but this? This was forbidden. One of the worse crimes to commit. No woman should go through this. Hannah left and I gently pushed it open. The girl was resting while Ana hovered her hand over the girls chest. The glow of her magic twinkled as it gently flowed towards the girl. She turned to look at me and immediately stood to her feet and came to me. Wrapping he