I awaken with a loud gasp my body lunging forward, I am quickly seated fingertips thrust into the mattress tightly clutching the softness. Eyes snap to the small clock by my bedside table and my eyes widen.Flinging the mattress away placing my cold feet into the fur slippers, the same ones that Deimos purchased for me when I was pregnant. I couldn't bring myself to throw them away just like all the other things he bought me saying the same words each time. 'It reminded me of you, my female.' Perhaps he planned it all, for what hurts me the most is not the betrayal at present but the happiness of the past. The happiness that taunts me every night in my dreams.I am attached to his presents for each of them gifted from him holds a memory, memories no matter our downfalls I truly cherish. I use them all but hidden from his sight. Like the

"Of course. What kind of an Alpha does not fight for his pack?" He asks pacing around the room comforting the little one in his arms who seeks his attention."What kind of a pack does not fight for their Alpha and bounds him to disgusting traditions?" I am quick to counter his reply. An attack that flew past my lips without neither hesitation nor though. An attack thrown at him by me that was unnecessary. His steps halt, back turned to me. I see a slight bend of his spine shoulders drawn in head low."That was uncalled for. I apologize.""Your words hold your truth, mate. And my pack holds theirs. But my truth, I do not hold it. It is not in my hands. My father did not hold his either. I want Kal to wake up in a world that he sees as his canvas. He can paint it as he pleases and the co

The day he left, the sky had opened her soul and wept. The rain pounded the earth whilst the cold eerie fog loomed over the pack, a bad sign it showed us. It came as a big surprise for a storm brew in mid-summer and that itself brought fear into our hearts.The main gate that looked too big for me once upon a time, seemed small only allowing out those going for war the others disallowed to leave and forced to stay in. I did not sleep the previous night staring at the moon with a gut-wrenching fear that crept up my spine. It sank its fangs into my flesh digging deep spreading its venom that flooded me from within.The night was quiet yet if one listened closely they could hear the mourning of females who were preparing to throw the wolves they held close to their hearts directly into the pit of death. It was that feeling of uncertainty t

"I understand." She says her voice booming and strong yet I see the fight in her eyes. She is unsure of my decision, now it is her turn to hold the immense fear I held.I throw a pile of my unwashed clothes into her hands which she catches with ease. "If my male cries for me, wear these clothes and hold him. These clothes still hold my scent and shall calm him." My commanding voice manifests into a whisper as I near him to place a soft kiss on his cheek. He flinches but continues to sleep. "I shall bring your father back home."Tightening the knot of the shawl at the back of my neck grabbing the bag holding it over my shoulder I give Elriam a curt nod of farewell. The fact that my house was not close to the pack lands came to my advantage and I am able to slip out with no wolf's interference.

With slow steps, I dive into the space he made for me. Bending down my spine curving, I place the drenched cloth on his wound wiping gently cleaning his cuts. Our faces are close to each other for his hot breath kisses my cheek."I want to kiss you." He whispers into the shell of my ear blowing gently that sends shivers down my body and I gasp yet I do not move away from him continuing with the cleaning. "No, I said that wrong. I need to kiss you." He utters shifting closer to me his lips almost touching my flesh."You cannot, Deimos." I reply. He does not know what he is doing or saying, he is under the spell of the drug. He will not remember any of this tomorrow."Why? Because you hate me now?" He questions opening his legs wider for me giving me more space. A spac