Jasper
“Is this the best you can do?” I snarled, voice tearing through the training ground.
The warrior in the ring staggered, breathing heavily, sweating as he tried balancing on his legs. Another fool was lying down on the ground, dead or alive, – I don't care.
“Pathetic," I spat, moving closer. “Do you think an enemy will wait for you to breathe before they rip out your throat?”
“I….I'm sorry, Alpha,” he coughed, trembling.
“Sorry won't save you” my fist crushed his ribs again, the crack of bone splitting under my fist, sending him stumbling. “Get up and try harder or you’ll join the rest of the useless bodies on the ground.”
“Alpha,”
Becca’s voice cut through my rage, but I didn't answer. I can’t. Not when this was the only thing keeping me from breaking down. She wanted me to stop training the warriors because she's tired of me killing them in disguise of training them. But I can’t stop because I haven’t gotten my fill. Just like I’ve not been able to rest for the past seven days since my Luna was kidnapped. Nothing I did could quench the emptiness I feel.
I had only gone for the international alpha submit in Australia for two days because the Alpha king insisted I go, only to come back and meet her absence.
The earth has burned under my fury since then. I raided different packs, witch huts, rogue hideouts with my warriors, killing wolves and anyone who dares to stop me from looking for my Luna. Yet the trial ran cold all the time.
Splitting my warriors into two, I sent Sylas, my beta to the North and Zarek, my gamma to the west – with orders to kill any Alpha who dares to stop them and bring their Luna, so they can feel my pain.
But still…I return to my empty chamber every night, filled with her sweet lavender scent, haunting me like a memory I can’t let go. The silence mocked me, reminding me of what I failed to protect. My pride was bruised like a wound that will never heal.
“My sister will never forgive you if she finds out you destroyed your pack because of her.” Becca shouted, crying.
Her words struck something and my eyes darkened. A growl ripped from my throat, shaking the earth under us and warriors quickly dropped to their knees from the sheer force of the snarl. The beast in me surged, ready to attack, but I shifted, bolting to the pack house, straight to the cage made of iron bars, laced with electricity that I made for myself for times like this I can’t control my wolf. Currents of electricity passed through me, splitting my skin. My body welcomed the pain again, until Ragnar calmed down.
Only Letana has been able to calm my wolf, but now, she's gone and I'm back here in the cage after months of not being here.
“It's true.” Ragnar growled, “She won’t forgive us if we destroy our pack before she comes back.”
He’s right, still the anger clawed at me. It had only been six months since I found Letana, my mate, after ruling for eight years without finding my mate. And she's everything I wanted in a woman. Smart. Intelligent, and fierce, yet I couldn't get enough of how soft and kind she is.
My phone rang as I staggered back to my chambers and Syla's voice rang out.
“We are heading to the North, Alpha. Do you still want us to cross to the south? The alpha king will not forgive us if we violate the peace treaty again, especially with Redmoon…..”
“To hell with Redmoon and what anyone thinks.” I growled “Where was the alpha king when my Luna was kidnapped. And since when do you begin to question me?”
“I’m sorry, Alpha.” he stammered.
“I’ll meet you in the North," I announced. Ending the call, I called Zarek, telling him what to do in the west. The West pack are weak and smaller packs so they can't do much, but I had to send him to be sure they are involved in this shit
“I’m going North," I told Becca, whose eyes had been following me like a shadow.
“Do you think you can still find Letana?” She asked, tears dripping down her eyes.
“I'll bring Letana back.” I assured her and bolted out. I shifted into my black fur and my body tore into the night, determined not to return until I find her my mate.
“Alpha!” Sylas' voice suddenly reached me through the mindlink, telling me I’m close. “W…we found Luna, but…”
I didn't hear the rest before blocking him and increased my pace. My wing tore through the night and before long, I descended.
Sylas crouched beside a limp figure in the dirt poison trap, unable to touch her, knowing she’s mine.
She was broken. Her skin was torn, blood streaking from her arms because of the poison trap I set in the borders to stop rogues, not knowing I was digging my own grave.
“Our mate is hurt, help her,,” Ragnar howled, but I couldn't move. My heart was bleeding.
Her sweet lavender scent was gone, and her blue eyes flickered weakly, reaching out for my help.
Closing the distance, I carry her and locked eyes with her as if daring her to die on me. “No, Letana, stay with me.” I muttered painfully.
My warriors watched in silence, horror written on their faces as I mid-shifted and ran back to Moonveil.
Dr Eldric’s eyes widened as I stormed into the hospital, her body limp in my arm.
“Alpha…the poison….I don't think Luna can survive. We used the last antidote last month.”
My anger flared and in a flash, my hand was on his throat, lifting him off the ground, his legs kicking wildly. "Your entire family dies if anything happens to my Luna, your Luna.”
He wheeled, clawing at my grip. “Y…yes, Alpha.”
I dropped him, disgust curling my lip and I watched as he barked out orders, everywhere busy.
I stood back, chest heaving as I watched her broken body.
Something was wrong. I can tell. She wasn't supposed to react like this to the poison, wasn't even supposed to fall into the trap since she knows how we planted the poison, talk less of killing her scent.
Why did the poison affect her this way? And why do I feel distant to her even though she's here? Why the fuck is my heart racing faster than usual.
‘It doesn’t matter now.’ Ragnar purred. ‘All that matters is that we saved her and she's never going to leave our side again.’
“Yes,” we saved her and I'll never leave her side or let her go away from me because she's mine.
Hours later, she was stable and transferred to a private room, but I noticed everything changed the moment I entered the room….
Neriah The forest is burning. I ran until I can't run again, but the shadow kept following me. A man comes out of the fire, looking powerful but faceless. I told him to help me, but when his fingers touched my skin, a chain coiled around my wrist, connecting with me. “No, leave me alone,” I shouted, fighting as the forest burned into ashes. The faceless man moved closer, holding me tight. “You’re mine,” he snarled, voice dark and final. “No,” I screamed as my body jolted awake.My eyes blinked open, landing on the white ceiling above me. My heart raced, hot sweat soaking the bedsheets as my eyes became clearer and smell of antiseptic filled my nose.I was in a hospital.Pain coursed through me as several memories of everything I’ve been through flashed through my eyes, and how I fell into the poison trap that tore my body apart. Swallowing the bitterness, I raised my head small and saw a man sitting on a leather chair opposite me, one arm resting on the armrest, the other on
Jasper “Is this the best you can do?” I snarled, voice tearing through the training ground. The warrior in the ring staggered, breathing heavily, sweating as he tried balancing on his legs. Another fool was lying down on the ground, dead or alive, – I don't care. “Pathetic," I spat, moving closer. “Do you think an enemy will wait for you to breathe before they rip out your throat?” “I….I'm sorry, Alpha,” he coughed, trembling. “Sorry won't save you” my fist crushed his ribs again, the crack of bone splitting under my fist, sending him stumbling. “Get up and try harder or you’ll join the rest of the useless bodies on the ground.”“Alpha,”Becca’s voice cut through my rage, but I didn't answer. I can’t. Not when this was the only thing keeping me from breaking down. She wanted me to stop training the warriors because she's tired of me killing them in disguise of training them. But I can’t stop because I haven’t gotten my fill. Just like I’ve not been able to rest for the past seven
The words kept echoing in my ears, cruel and harsh. It was more than any pain I’ve ever felt in my life. I didn’t just lose my mate, I also lost my baby, the most precious thing I didn't even know existed till it was gone. Gone because he didn’t protect our love.The weight drowned me. My legs grew weak as the blood kept dripping between my legs. I wanted to run and disappear from here, but the pain and blood was plenty and I couldn’t walk. My vision blurred and before I knew it, everything turned dark.When I woke up, I was in my room. For a moment, I thought it was all a dream again, but the emptiness in my stomach says otherwise. Everything was real and my baby is gone. I don’t believe Callen could bring me back home after everything. Did he not feel anything when our baby died? Did he hate me to the point that our loss meant nothing to him? Different questions ran through my head without answers.Soon, the door opened and Lorelei stepped in, alongside my father–his face devoid o
NeriahThe pain was suffocating. Every second of their kiss tore me apart, ripping my heart into pieces while the crowd chanted their names like they were some royalty.At first, it didn’t look real/ my heart kept saying it’s a dream and I’ll laugh when I woke up, but the pain was too much that I started shouting when I couldn't take it again.“Throw her into the dungeon,” Alpha Zach ordered angrily. I froze, unable to move at the sudden change of things.How could Callen do this? How can the man who swore to love and fight for me reduce everything we shared to nothing? How can he look at me like a stranger, as if I was nothing more than a dirt under his boots?Callen didn't look at me as the guards dragged me away, he stood beside Alina, smiling, as if my pain was some form of entertainment. Cold air hit me as they took me to the dungeon and locked me inside. The place smell of old chains and blood. I begged them but they didn't answer. They left me alone, scared of what they’ll do
NeriahI was jolted awake by loud banging on the door. My head ached, my body was so heavy as if they chained me to the bed. The light in the room was dim and cold, filtering through the window side. My head spun and it took time before I knew I wasn't in my room.The ceiling was low, almost like it was hanging on my head, the wooden furniture rough and left unfinished. It has stone walls, damp and black instead of the grey wall of my hotel suite. The truth hit me hard. I was naked. My breath caught. My heart raced so much I panicked as I quickly pulled the bedsheet on myself. The memory of the precoronation party last night flashed through my memory – I danced, laughed and drank, the wine burning my throat, then…..nothing. Everything was blank. I perceived an odour and I felt like vomiting. I didn’t notice it at first, but it became stronger, raw and wild, like something untamed. My lungs seized as the realization hit me. Rogue.I quickly sat up, my body shaking. The odour