SETH: I arrived at the party the same time Ronan entered. Instead of greeting him, I went and stood under a tree. I'm still mad at him for talking about Zannicus that way. I just don't get it. Zannicus was discovered inside the borders by a patrol when he was a baby. The patrol was shocked but immediately brought newborn Zannicus to Alpha Ryder. However, the moment And Alpha saw the baby, something flashed in our Alpha's eyes but the patrol couldn't decipher what look it was. When Zannie was 7, he was immediately put to work. No one was allowed to converse with him, go near him, look at him or anything at all! Except Theo and the other resident omegas. Why does everyone hate him? Because if Alpha hates him, everyone should too? Because an Alpha's word is to be obeyed and whoever dare question him, they'll be punished? Ryder hates Zannie a lot. He avoided him like a plague or it's as if Zannie killed his cat or something. As a kid, Zannie was often subjected to verbal abuse, Ryd
While he was talking, I pulled out the kit, foregoing my slippers, we rushed upstairs and led me to the living room where human Seth was settled on the couch, his whole body doused in blood. I watched, horror-struck, as blood trickled down the couch and onto the floor. I rushed towards him dropping to my knees and checked for a pulse, sighing in relief when I sensed one but it was faint. I rid him of his shirt and winced at the long, deep claw marks littered all over his torso, back and face. I began to work and called one of the guys to help me. Once I was able to stop the bleeding, I wiped off the remaining blood using a clean, white towel with Francis and Isaac aiding me in washing Seth's wounds. Afterwards, I began stitching him up. I looked up from the silence to find them watching me, "Are any of you hurt?" I noted Francis looked torn up despite having no visible signs of physical injuries. "No, we're fine," They answered in unison. I nodded and directed my attention back to
ZANNICUS: The sun's rays illuminated the whole kitchen as flipped the last pancake. I turned off the heat and glanced at the living room to find Ronan gone, 'He must've gone to change.: I had just begun setting the table when my phone buzzed indicating a message- well, messages -from both Nica and Nic. Smiling at Nica's four-paragraph long apology for her absence last night because apparently her father suddenly woke her up at two in the morning informing her that Alpha has requested for more warriors. 'Ah, so that's why Nic and Nica were nowhere to be found,' I frowned, 'Alpha took half of the warriors with him? And the best ones at that?' Mm, maybe Luna's pack was really in dire need of help. It must've been a very large group of rogues that attacked them. Which reminds me, I wonder if last night's events had reached to Alpha Ryder. 'Did Ronan tell?' Shrugging out of my thoughts, I opened Nic's and chuckled at multiple cute animal gifs with 'sorry', and 'forgive me love' poppi
RONAN: After breakfast, I went to my office tp do some work. But I couldn't focus because of a certain someone- Zannicus. The way he eased the tension between me and Seth; the way he displayed concern to the warriors and the pack, and even gave a little scolding as well as gave orders. He has that calming presence, true to his being as an Omega, thinks about the safety of others, and all the while shows authority. He's a natural. "Luna qualities, am I right?" Logan grinned and since I was too distracted, I absentmindedly agreed, "Yeah, Luna qualities indeed. He'll make a very good one. Wait. What did I just say?" A knock prevented me from getting back at my snickering wolf. With a pout, I cleared my throat, "Come in." I set the paper I was holding down and watched with a hitched breath as Zannicus stood in the doorway holding a phone, 'Oh wait, that's my phone.' "Your father is on the phone and is currently on a furious tirade due to the fact that instead of his son answering, i
ZANNICUS: As soon as I was out in the hallway, I released the breath I didn't realize I was holding. The tingles that shot through my arm made shiver in, begrudgingly, a good way but I was grateful he didn't notice. After recollecting myself, I head back downstairs to clean up in the kitchen. My task basically includes cleaning up the entire house. The other Omegas are either out buying groceries or cleaning the cars of some of the pack members. Seriously, the owners are that lazy. Are they afraid to get dirty? After making sure the counter was squeaky clean, I moved onto the cabinets and I was at the last one when I felt hands on my hips. Startled, the towel slipped from my grasp as I looked over my shoulder to see Dylan behind me. I swallowed nervously and tried to wiggle out of his hold but his grip tightened, holding me still in place, "W-what are you doing Dylan?" I wasn't quite able to prevent myself from uttering the question a bit shakily. His uncomfortable gaze was focused
SETH: We ventured into the dark tunnel, my hand entwined with Zannicus'. Slowly, shadows began to dance from the torches flickering as we turned a corner giving way to light. Six guards flanked us as I glamced at a quiet Zannie, his eyes displaying an illusion of dancing flames, who seemed to deep in thoughts. "You okay?" I quirked a brow as my question went unheard, "Zannicus? Are you alright?" He shook his head, "Hm? Oh, yes. Fine." Unconvinced, I moved to speak but the overwhelming smell of burnt timber invaded our senses so I forced myself to look ahead as brighter lights slowly filtered into the whole place and the cells filled with rogues came in view. Wild, glowing red eyes- void of any human aspects but pure primal instincts -followed us as we walked, the rest rousing awake from the echo our footsteps slapping on the floor. Only a couple of rogues who still possess their human faculties were enclosed in one cell. Both were looking intently at Zannicus with their beady eyes
RONAN: The guys and I were talking with the warriors about updates at my mother's old pack. Rogues kept attacking them to the point that they barely slept since they arrived. The front door flew open and a loud bang echoed through the whole house that had us jumping, with Gabe flinching and cursing once we recognized our guest, Nicholai Roman. And what I know of, Zannicus' best friend. He stood at the center of the living room looking in the direction of the kitchen. The sound of hurried footsteps had us turning just as Zannicus appeared, exchanging grins with Roman to which a tiny bit of jealousy surged within me. Next thing I know, Zannicus was in his arms as they hugged each other tightly. I growled lowly under my breath as I glared at the arms that were around Zannicus and Isaac noticed this, 'Wait, no. I don't have the right.' "Why did you reject Zannicus?" Sh*t. Sh*sh*tsh*tsh*t! Someone murder me now. The sight of his eyes darkening at every moment that passed without me
It was currently a quarter to one. After that delightful dinner, we retired to our rooms with Francis insisting on cleaning up before going home. After a quick shower, I stared up at my ceiling, still clad in a towel thinking about Zannicus. 'Is he all right? He must be asleep by now. Should I check on him?' Even though he might be asleep, I'll just take a quick look. I quietly stepped out into the hallway right after changing. Ensuring the coast was clear, I made my way downstairs and breezed quietly through the dim living room and kitchen and avoided the creaky steps leading down to Zannie's room. Slowly, I pushed his door open and craned my head to the right, only to find his bed, still made, empty. Alarmed, I barged through, about to call his name when I stepped on something soft. 'Wha-? Shorts and shirts?' And another pair, I noticed, 'And why is it so cold in here??' The answer to my last question was answered by a chilly breeze due to open window. Oh no. What if there wer