LOGINThe North Lodge - MorningThe storm outside had buried the world into white silence, as everywhere was filled with snow and ice, barely accessible for anyone to pass through. Inside, the only sound heard was the crackle of the dying fire and the steady, rhythmic breathing of the man laying down beside her.Zara lay awake, watching the grey light of dawn filter through the frosted windows. She was tangled in the furs, her head resting gently on Alex's good shoulder, and her arm draped across his chest.For the first time in her life, she didn't want to move. She didn't even want to run.She shifted slightly, lifting her head to look at him.In his sleep, Alexander Smith didn't look like the terrified Alpha of the West Coast. He didn't look like a billionaire tyrant either. He looked... looked so young and calm. The harsh lines of stress that were usually around his mouth and even his forehead had smoothed out. His dark lashes rested against his pale cheekbones.He was still burning wi
She looked up. "Hey Alex, You're awake. How do you feel now?" she asked him."Like I got hit by a train." He said to her as he tried to sit up, but she pushed him back down gently."Stay down please."she said to him softly.He looked at her hands. "The pipe," he said suddenly, remembering earlier, from the party where the pipe had suddenly bursted out water to save her from the mercenaries.Zara stiffened. She knew this was coming."What pipe?" she asked him carefully, pretending not to know what he was talking about."At the gala," Alex said, his voice low but sharp. "The water pipe. It didn't just burst. You looked at it, you clenched your fist, and then it exploded." he recounted to her, letting her know he had seen how it had played out."It was a coincidence, Alex. Perhaps, a stray bullet." she said to him calmly."I didn't hear a bullet though." he countered, denying her excuse."There was a lot of noise. You were fighting, so there was no way you could have heard the sound of t
The North Woods - 4:30 AMThe drive was grueling. The "Lodge" was three hours north, deep in the mountains where the cell service had died and the roads turned to gravel and ice.Zara drove the massive, blacked out SUV with white knuckled focus. The headlights cut through the swirling snow, illuminating endless rows of pine trees that looked like silent sentinels.Beside her, Alex’s health was quickly deteriorating.For the first hour, he had tried to stay awake, watching the mirrors, giving her directions.But by the second hour, he had gone silent.Now, he was slumped against the window, his breathing very shallow and rapid. The infection was quickly spreading. The wolfsbane was attacking his nervous system hard and fast."Alex?" Zara called, glancing at him. "Stay with me please." she said to him, pleading."I'm here," he mumbled. His eyes were closed though. "Just... just tired," he told her."We're almost there. The GPS says two miles." she told him softly."Watch out for the...
The smell of blood had been scrubbed away, replaced by the sharp, stinging scent of iodine and sterilized steel.Zara stood still in the corner of the pack's private medical wing, her arms crossed tight over her chest. She was still wearing the silver gown, though the hem was stained with dust and soot. Her hair was a mess, and looked so tired. She looked like a fallen angel who had just survived a war.In the center of the room, Alex sat on the edge of a metal examination table. He was shirtless.His torso was a map of violence. Bruises were already blooming across his ribs where the chandelier debris from earlier had hit him, turning his skin into different shades of violet and black. But those were superficial though, his Alpha healing was already fading them.The problem now was his left shoulder.A jagged, ugly gash cut deep into the deltoid muscle. The flesh around it was neither pink or red. It was grey. Black veins were spider webbing out from the wound, creeping slowly toward
Alex then threw his head back and let out a loud guttural sound. A sound that shattered the remaining windows that weren't broken from the bomb blast caused by the mercenaries earlier. It wasn't a human scream either. It was the call of the void, calling out to his wolf, his other half.His bones cracked. His skin rippled.Most shifts took time. They were painful, messy affairs but this one happened in seconds, within a blink of an eye.Alex shifted in mid air as he leaped at the enemy.One second, he was a man in torn trousers. The next one, he was a monster, a very huge monster.Hades.He was massive. Easily the size of a pony, but pure and filled with muscle. His fur was midnight black, swallowing the light around him. His eyes were burning red coals. His claws were like obsidian daggers, scraping sparks against the marble floor.He landed on the group of mercenaries like a bomb.It wasn't a fight. It was a massacre.Hades tore through the tactical gear the mercenaries were puttin
The explosion didn't sound like a noise; it felt like more like a hard direct punch to the chest.One moment, Zara was lost in the grey storm of Alex's eyes, her lips tingling from the ghost of a kiss. The next minute, the world turned into a kaleidoscope of shattering glass, splintering wood, and fire.The massive oak doors of the ballroom where the gala is currently on going, doors that had stood for a century, disintegrated inward.Zara didn't even have the time to scream.Alex moved faster than thought. Before the shockwave could reach her, he had spun her around, pulling her tightly into his chest and turning his back to the blast. He became a human shield for her, wrapping his arms around her head and waist so tight.BOOM.Debris hammered against Alex's back. Shards of crystal from the chandeliers rained down on everyone like deadly confetti. The force of the blast knocked both Alex and Zara to the marble floor, sliding ten feet across the polished surface.Alex took the brunt o
Sasha’s POV:Waking up the next morning was so exhausting. I went into the bathroom and did my morning routine. Then headed straight to the border for clearance. Got to the packhouse, I didn't even bother checking in with Damien. I just went straight to the kitchen and got to start helping Ruth and
Sasha’s POV:Knock knock. "This better be good Noah, I'm tired" screamed Mel. "Sorry to burst your bubbles my darling bestie, but it's not Noah" I said opening the door. "Sasha?" She said as she shot up from her bed. "The one and only" I replied with a grin. "Ahhh, my babyyy. I’ve missed you so muc
Mel’s POV: All i heard was my Alpha screaming, but i didn’t pay attention to it much, I mean, he was always yelling at someone. His mood swings were really more than a girl on her cycle. But then, I saw Sasha running downstairs in tears, I stood up immediately,’Sasha, what happened? Talk to me’,
Damien's POV:Mate…What a stupid thing to have, it would only make you weaker. Because now, your enemies know your weak point and they would use it to attack you and bring you down. I didn't build up my pack to this point where it is the most feared pack in the whole werewolf kingdom to have it go







