FAZER LOGINElisha's POV “Hey Karl,” I called as he walked past me. His eyes squinted like they always did. “Have you seen Luca?”“No,” he replied, his voice flat. He kept walking. I had reasons to believe he didn't like me but did I care? Absolutely not. He could go to hell for all I cared. “You should check his room though,” he turned to me.He wasn't in his room. I'd already checked. “Where could this fucker be?” I muttered walking out the pack house, the car keys dangling in my hands. I hadn't seen him since he left the mall in a hurry and I had reasons to believe something was wrong. I could feel it in my guts but what?Today couldn't get any worse. I drove out the gates. Luca had abandoned me for all I knew. He'd bailed out on the shopping HE had suggested—leaving before it even began. And I had promised some random girl that I was going to find her. Fucking hilarious. I decided I was going to do it then. I was going to find the girl. Since I couldn't find my friend, I might as wel
They say a wolf truly gets to know pain when his mate dies—when the bond that holds them together is severed. Or when by some cruel twist of fate, he loses his wolf and has to live out the rest of his life wolfless. He goes from being one of the strongest beings to ever exist; from an apex predator to being nothing. From being a notable member of the pack to a wolfless omega. A worthless piece of junk cast aside. His nightmares have just begun.The intensity of the whooshing wind rising from beneath the cliff sent cold chills into Luca's body as he stood there. His eyes stared down at the valley that spread 2000ft below, its grassland snaking through the hills that decked the grassland. His hands balled into fists as his eyes glazed, surveying the large expanse of land down below, his bare chested body heaving like the push and pull of the tides. His head tilted gently as he listened.The band of deer that drank from the riverbank below pranced about playfully, oblivious of the dan
Gregor's POV “He'll be here soon,” I said again as my eyes strayed to the broken windows of the Cadillac. The little I knew Luca, I knew he was never late to anything.“Someone's coming,” Carlson growled, getting taut, ready to battle.“Calm yourself,” I said. “It's only Luca.”“And you know this how?”“Don't tell me you don't know the scent of your Alpha's son,” I glared at him. It wasn't possible. Every wolf in the pack knew the Alpha's scent and that of his son too. Zonda too—the cranky old wizard. The huge brown wolf with the crested chest appeared from behind the bushes, panting as he came, his cold eyes steady and the muscles on his body twitching. He shifted right before our eyes into Luca, the Alpha's son.I signalled to Carlson and he tossed the pair of clothes he had found inside the car to him. I looked away as he began to wear them.“Did you catch any scent in the car?” Luca asked, opening the door to the driver's seat.“There was a struggle. There were at least three
“What's up Lu Lu?” Elisha pushed the door shut.“Don't ever call me that,” Luca glanced over his shoulders. “Not if you want to live long enough to see your pups.”Elisha laughed.“Lu…”“I mean it,” Luca cut him off. “Don't.”The glint shone in Elisha's eyes. The mischievous glint. Luca lunged at him. He dodged out of his way. A stool clattered on the floor as he stumbled over it.“Do it again and you may not live to see the festival.“What should we do this time?” Elisha asked, rubbing his smarting shin. His weight sank into the sofa.“First things first…”“Shopping?”“Look who's using his brains. You must be so proud of yourself.” “When?” Elisha ignored his tease.“Now.” He slipped into a shirt. “Spontaneity is the spice of life.”“I believe ‘variety’ is the word you're looking for.”“Whatever,” he croaked. He accessed the mind link. “Noah?”He led the way to the garage, Elisha tailing him. The garage gate rolled open as an omega opened it. “Have you seen Noah?” he asked him. “
“It's fully healed now,” Laura said as she removed the last of the plaster from Jenine's leg. “Good as new,” she grunted standing up.“I don't know what I'd do without you,” Jenine thanked her.“The Blood-rink festival is coming soon. We should go,” her eyes caught Jenine’s as she eased herself up on the table opposite her. “It'll be a good experience for you.”“Blood? Drink?” Jenine's eyes squinted. “I think I'll pass. I can't stand the sight of blood and now you talk about drinking it.”“NO,” Laura's body quivered as the laughter built up in her belly, erupting through her mouth like a volcano. “We don't drink blood, you have nothing to worry about. What do you take us for, savages? We're not vampires, come on.”“Why name a festival ‘Blood Drink’ if you're not drinking blood?” Jenine's brows knitted together. “Doesn't make sense to me,” she shrugged.“Blood-rink ,” Laura corrected her. “It really has nothing to do with blood. Mostly,” she rolled her eyes. “The festival was named aft
"Orchid," Zonda spat out, the spite heavy in his voice. He glared at her, the spark in his eyes darkening with each passing second, the hostile stare more intense than burning fire. The apprehension hung in the air; so heavy its weight bore down on everyone. Everyone except her."Come on now, don't be all feisty," she cooed. She seemed to relish the Alpha's rage. "We were all good as one big, happy family, weren't we, my Lord?" she whined.She slipped a ring off her finger. A soft wind blew around her with a whoosh. She shifted before their eyes taking her true form—the cunning and deceitful, beautiful witch. It was then it all came to Luca. The constant folding of hands across the table during dinner had seemed weird but he had decided to let it go. She had been hiding the ring.Ferguson's glow darkened as the growl reverberated in his throat, his rage consuming his entire being. "Get her!"The warriors swung into action immediately coming at Orchid aggressively, growling as they







