ZANDER’s POV"Zander!"My heart broke at the array of emotions that swarm in her clear but obviously broken light blue eyes.Relief, hope… until hesitance and dread swam into focus.I can see the bones of her face jutting out, and she looks like she's lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw her. My chest tightens with sorrow as I wonder what horrors she must have faced in my absenceI took off my coat and draped it on her, covering her up but she was still looking at me like I was a figment her broken imagination had conjured up."Are you… are you real?" She whispered like she couldn't believe her eyes, her hands reaching up to take my face, soft fingertips stroking the scar on my left brow."I am. I'm sorry I took so long to fulfill my promise."She was shaking her head in disbelief and I took her hand in mine and pressed kisses to her knuckles, not caring that the entire fucking court had a front row seat in the display of affection for my mate.Tears poured down her cheeks a
ZANDER'S POVI'm consumed by a need for revenge, but I know I can't act recklessly. I need to plan carefully, there are sentinels here willing to risk their worthless lives and that of their families at the expense of saving Tristan, because he was their current alpha.I need to gather allies, convince the elders, the people, take back the title and make sure I have everything I need to take him down. But one thing is for sure, Tristan will pay for what he's done to Selena. I turned to face him. I remembered growing up he was always cunny and my mum would always warn him about his attitude and tell me to be watchful of him, then, I thought she meant I should watch over him but now I know she meant I should watch out of him.She saw the darkness in us before we even knew it was there and right now. I understand why it appeared so. My heart was sinking thinking about my mum but this wasn't a time to show weakness. I turned and faced Tristan who must have gotten over his shock because
LALEH’S POVZander showing up out of the blue has put a hitch in my plans. There are a lot of things that can go wrong now. And to add to that, I have to deal with a tyrant and an abusive man child.I glared at Tristan who just pushed his table, sending it toppling over. He was screaming and yelling and basically acting like a mad man.Ugh. He disgusts me and his current state irritates me the most. "I'm going to kill him!" He screamed, grabbing his hair. Almost pulling out strands from its roots. "I'm going to fucking murder him!"I sighed and rolled my eyes, my mind running a thousand miles a minute, even though on the outside, I appeared cool and undisturbed as I plucked a strawberry and placed it in my mouth, chewing slowly as I pondered on the new state of things."I will slay every one of those old bastards! I'll tear them limb from limb and have them fed to the ferals!" He road in rage, pushing the bar and sending glass tumblers and decanters tumbling down. "How dare they pard
LALEH’S POVI watch as the guard walks in with the elderly man, Theodore. Tristan immediately turns to face him with anger blazing in his eyes. I can see the veins bulging on his neck as he demands an explanation for what happened.“I want all the elders to be removed from the council, call for another council, and have it that Zander’s banishment isn’t lifted”Theodore stands tall, his face calm despite the fury emanating from Tristan. "I'm sorry, Alpha," he begins. "But as an elder, it is not my place to interfere in matters of pack leadership."Tristan scoffs, "Not your place? You're on the council, Theodore! You're supposed to be advising me, not sitting back and letting my brother and his pack walk all over us."Theodore stays composed, "I understand your frustration, Alpha. But we have to respect the traditions of our pack. The decision to pardon Zander was made by the council as a whole, not by me alone. I was the only one that in fact stood against it"Tristan grits his teeth,
SELENA’S POVThe loud siren blared from a corner of the mansion, indicating a successful raid that had just be accomplished.I hadn't heard that siren sound in all the months I've been staying here because the wariors rarely ever go out to protect their territories anymore.Zander has been back for three days now and everyday, he leads his men to scout the territories and make sure it remains protected.As usual, at the sound of the siren, I hopped out of bed and scampered to my window, making sure to duck as I spied on the sweating, shirtless men returning from a successful raid.… On one sweating, shirtless man in particular.Alexander freaking Morgenstein.It was becoming a habit, spying on him and sneaking glances at him when ever I could. Zander was quickly becoming my obsession. My tradition. My religion.As usual, he was grinning and talking with his blond haired, straight faced beta, who said something that made him guffaw loudly.I gazed at him longingly.His skin was the col
SELENA'S POVMy heart is racing in my chest, pounding against my ribcage like it's demanding to be set free. My hands are clammy with sweat and I can feel the water bottle slipping through my fingers. I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down, but it only makes me feel more self-conscious. Why am I feeling like this? I've talked with guys before, so why is the thought of talking to Zander and giving him a freaking water bottle making me feel so hot and embarrassed? My mind is racing, trying to come up with an explanation for my sudden physical reaction.Ana is cheering me on, but I can barely hear her over the sound of my own heartbeat. I know I need to keep going, but every step feels like a monumental effort.I squeeze the water bottle tightly, using it as a physical anchor to keep myself grounded. I know I can't let my nerves get the best of me, but it's easier said than done. I take another deep breath and force myself to keep moving forward, one step at a time. Maybe if I
ZANDER'S POV:As I gaze at Selena, I am struck by her beauty and elegance. "Thanks again, Zander," she whispers her gratitude for my help, and I am drawn to the sensuality in her voice. My mind races, and I forget to respond immediately, lost in her presence."Five times is enough," I respond, finally, and she chuckles. I am captivated by her laughter, and I admire her grace despite the hardships she's faced."You gave me hope when I was hopeless," Selena continues, her eyes dropping to her fists clenched tightly on her knee. "You don't even know what you've done for me. You saved my life, Zander."I am taken aback by her words, wondering if she was going to hurt herself sooner or later. My heart starts racing at the thought, horror making me pant harder.I can't think about it. I can't think about the possibility of losing her.Still, I marvel at her strength. She's probably the strongest woman I know. I realize that my previous experiences with rescuing her may have influenced m
SELENA'S POVAna and I were chatting when we heard a loud knock on the door, breaking our light hearted moment.Ana's eyes widened as she looked at me, "are we gonna…"I shook my head quickly and placed my index finger on my lip, signalling her to be quiet.She snapped shut at my reaction, listening with baited breath as we both waited for whoever it was at the door to leave.We both knew that it couldn't be Roy because he'd just barge in if he needs to see either of us, so it had to be someone from Tristan. With Zander around, I was feeling more and more brave and didn't want to answer the call if I could get away with it."Selena?" A vaguely familiar voice called out. "I know you're in there. Open the door. I have a message from Zander."Ana and I both groaned, although it was a relieved sort of groan. It was Ana that went to open the door."How did you know?" She whined."Werewolf, remember?" The voice said calmly. "I can smell you."I recognized that voice! It sounded like Calum.