“You stink.” I murmured, a distasteful look plastered on to my face as I willingly allowed him to pull me up the stairs. Despite my words, he continued to puff at his cigar, and the scent slapped me straight in the face. I scrunched up my nose.Don’t get me wrong, I’m not against smoking or anything, especially since I’ve lived around men who are always either smoking or doing drugs, but… for some reason, the scent was so fucking strong to the point where it felt suffocating.When we stopped in his room, he thankfully took the cigar from between his lips and moved to the window before tossing it out. Then, he flew pass me, slamming the mahogany door shut. I jumped at the sound.He spun around to look at me and shot words the moment his eyes caught mine. “Has anything changed?!” His fingers suddenly grasped my shoulders in a tight hold, his ebony eyes bearing both impatience and worry.I blinked.“What do you mean?” I shrugged his hands off, feet pushing backwards on instinct.It wasn’

“Are you ready?” Kasan stopped beside me, placing his hand on my shoulder. “I’ve been ready.” I was standing in the middle of nowhere with my loaded gun resting on my shoulder and my head slightly tilted backwards as I stared up at a crooked old shed. The houses around these parts were either burnt to crips or torn down and this little shed was buried pretty deep in. It took a while to get here, but the distance didn’t drain my excitement. Just as Lucas said, Kasan had taken me with him. I was skeptical at first because it was kinda odd but here I am, on some badass mission to catch the nightwalker person. Lucas was by my side too, which I was happy about. Today, we’d find the bitch that shot him then we’d tear him apart together. That is what I’d call bonding. “Are you sure you’re okay?” I asked Lucas for the umpteenth time since we had set out. Kasan scoffed at that, but I ignored him. “You could stay in the car if you want. You don’t need to listen to everything Kasan says.”

“Alpha’s really angry.” Lucas pointed out as we each took a seat inside the car, him in the driver’s seat and I in the passenger’s. “He just wanted some privacy. It’s between them both so it’s not our business.”“You think?” I rolled my eyes, my arms folding over my chest. After Kasan made us leave, we walked around outside for a while then Lucas brought me back all the way to the car so we could rest up a bit. I really wanted to stay but he was determined to give them privacy and I honestly didn’t want to fight with him over something like being too inquisitive. And annoyingly, I didn’t even get to grab my gun!Anyway, it hasn’t been that long since we left there, but I’m feeling quite anxious. Kasan doesn’t have any chill, I doubt he’d ask Kenley any questions before ripping him to shreds and plus, the dark look in his eyes definitely meant death. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him that angry.But they’re family, he’d go easy on him, won’t he?I for one, don’t believe for a second tha

“Let’s go.” I ushered Mom and Dad to the car while following behind Lucas who had become extremely silent with a miserable expression casted over his face. I glared at him. Why is he the one looking like that when I’m the one who’s traumatized?The more I look at him, the more I get the feeling he knows exactly what kind of effect he has on me and is wickedly using it to his advantage. This isn’t the first time he’s look at me as deadly as he did back there and it probably wouldn’t even be the last. As soon as my senses detects the side of him that I don’t want to see, every defense I’ve built all these years just jumps inside a box, meanwhile, my body begins to bend to his will all on its own. Right now, that’s exactly what’s happening and I hate it, I despise it.Lucas opened the door for me and stepped to the side gesturing for me to get in. I didn’t object and simply climbed in. When he went to close the door, I stretched out my palm expectantly. I didn’t look him in the eye, bu

When I shifted awake, my eyes fluttered open to welcome the blinking of the dangling lightbulb attached to a crumbling concrete ceiling. When the bulb switched off, the room was in complete darkness and when it switched back on, the difference was made minor with only a dull flicker of light dispersing through the dark room. It was instinctual to immediately be on-guard after having woken up to somewhere eerily unfamiliar, so I was quick to jolt upwards, and with my senses on high alert, my gaze swept over my surrounding. The walls were made of concrete but looked extremely old with all the cracks spiraling everywhere. And there were no windows in sight, so the place was hot and suffocating as hell. The only possible escape was through the metal door that stood tall before me, but it seemed almost impossible to break down myself. With that said, I clearly understand why they didn’t bound my hands nor chain me to the wall. Thankfully, it seemed they left me untouched except for the