“I'm also very knowledgeable on Valley Vampires and I know how, when and through what means they attack.” Elena stood up to prove herself worthy. “Then you'll be useful?” My patience began running low as she opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. “Dear Saints, keep my hands from blood shed while I can.” I walked out of the door. “Come along.” I bellowed, in case my silent prayers meant nothing to her. “Did he really mean that or is he going to actually kill you?” “He meant it. We just have to see which of us he kills first. One time, he strangled my sis-” “Elena, Do you fancy your skull cracked into tiny orphan pieces?” I turned around swiftly, asking her in a low voice. Her eyes widened like a saucer, gulping down saliva. I could hear her heartbeat quicken. “No-no, no Alpha.” She stuttered, shaking her head severally. “Good. No chit chat. This is not an excursion to the Alpha quarters, it is work.” I reminded both of them, turning around to continue my journey. Both

Fenrir’s POVA soft knock from my door distracted me from the maps arranged in front of me, leaving the same Elena had arranged them herself. Now, as for my reasons for calling Hunter. They laid abundant. First was, he was once an Alpha, before I took that right from him.. Secondly, He definitely would know more about the maps than I ever would. Lastly, he traveled more, he was more of an explorer because he traveled more with his father. A sigh escapes my lips as I rest my head back on the lush rug, sighing again. This time, my rage couldn't solve anything. This was a whole new problem, and it was because of my ignorance. The thread from the rugs tickled my ears into changing positions. For the first time in a long while, I could feel the burden of helplessness and what it really felt like. It was going to take a while before Hunter got here. The stream of self pity and guilt delicately began to flood my mind, crippling any further interest from rising up from the ground becau

I walked out, glad the chills that initially crept up my arms and the run through my spine had finally stopped. Everyone must have been somehow cleared out from the infirmary before I came out because the beds were empty. Not a single sign of anyone laying around or attending to some other pregnant or injured person. Smart choice… I thought to myself, looking down at the head in my hand. It sat in my claws so naturally, it felt like it was part of my body. The thought of the head coming back to life to take its pound of flesh causes me to drop the head impulsively. I looked around, spotting a white partly soiled sheet laying carelessly on the ground. Thank the heavens I'm a smart man. I picked it up. I looked around me, searching for the head, it was nowhere to be found.“What the fuck…” My voice echoed from the walls back to my ears. Panic began to get into my bloodstream. I had to take a deep breath so I could think clearly. I breathed in my surroundings but there was nothin

Fenrir POVNow, that's the Fenrir they will love and remember…“Alpha. I suggest you go easy on her, you know your rage is pretty fatal. You do not want to kill the remaining half of your council members again…” Hades kept an innocent look while throwing a jab at me. I could see the instant worried look on the faces of the rest of the Council members. They all watched me without actually staring at me boldly. Obviously they were waiting for a reaction to confirm that Hades was, as a matter of factly right. “I will keep that in mind, Hades. In the meantime, I'm glad you are now under my protection and my Pack.” I shot back with a confident smile. He isn't about to put me on the map for being crazy, that is already a fact. Packs far and wide got to know this Pack and fear it since my arrival. Making me look stupid in front of my comrades… was something I wasn't going to accept. “So, Rudolph. Was there any out-of-place tent, Footsteps, anything that struck a nerve?” I directed my gaz

Fenrir's POV The air is still warm. Yet my ears felt extra sensitive, imaginatively peaking at every single rustle of leaves beneath my feet or almost a meter away from me on a tree. I decided to take a walk all the way there. It was enough time to get to the shop before the sun fully set. Mrs. Pristine lived just behind her shop, so I was sure she would be safe from whatever drama I decide to cause while I'm at it. It was close enough to the borders of the Pack, so I followed my gut feeling. There was nothing stronger than the urge to make contact with whatever this beast-like creature was. An airy feeling trailed down my back so fast that I turned around in a split second.Nothing… I was in between shadows cast by trees on my way, there was no way that was not a micro attack. I instantly held onto my neck and took a deep breath. I was getting paranoid again. “Fenrir...just get to the diner, that's all you need to do right now.” I kept on walking, still very conscious of every