He rubbed at his eyes, not caring about how the small amount of sleep he had was making him more and more dangerous for others to be around with his slight shift of control. It's not like He wouldn't be able to heal anything he tore apart. . .except maybe death. Having his mind split into so many different tasks while functioning on little food, sleep and a mate for comfort was suddenly taking its toll on him.He wasn't one to struggle with mental tasks, but mind linking different members, going through their minds for anything that stuck out, keeping track of loose rogues around the world, listening in on alpha conversations, having wolves use his excessive energy for missions, sending out directions at every direction and dealing with heightened senses, not to mention having his own thoughts to deal with as well as struggling not to use the only link he really wanted to use was a struggle to the max.It didn't help that he was overworking to catch the little snitch in the pack, who

RoseWaking up that morning to the smell of food, her head turned next to her to gaze at the empty side of her bed, she bit her lip, and her brow came together. Every morning she has been doing that and she still doesn’t know why. Staring at the side of the bed her arm stretched out, feeling nothing.She sighed and got up, cracking and stretching her body as she made her way down the stairs. she entered the kitchen where her dad sat eating bacon. she sat down at the other end of the table from him where her plate sat waiting, steaming.God, it's been a weird couple of days.Ever since she woke up on Tuesday she had been getting a lot of deja vu lately, along with weird feelings, not even hers, just from other wolves. She needed a run if she was beginning to think she could sense what others were feeling, hold it. . . maybe she was becoming psychic. . .nah, she didn't have crystal balls. Or any type of ball matter of fact.She had nothing to do but hang around the house. She turned to

  "I'm sorry. D-Do  know you all from somewhere? Have we all met before?" Rose asked looking up at them wide eyed, realizing how weird she was being and feeling. They all looked at each other and then at her, their faces grave and serious.    The tall blond guy spoke, his eyes flickering all over her face.    "Do. . .Do we look familiar?" The others inched closer a bit as if wanting to hear anxiously for her answer.    "Are those your names?" Is what came out of her mouth instead. She wanted to tell herself that she was just really good answer guessing names, but the longer she looked at them the more she felt she had seen them from somewhere. It was the red-haired man with green eyes that spoke, looking at him, She got a flash of someone els

Zander stood in front of the metal bolted black door, hearing Matt Jacob struggle against the chains that held him to his chair. If He focused enough he could see his immense body heat moving through the door, but He didn't. Footsteps approaching him came from his right."Did what I asked for is set?" He asked without turning to look at Vilkas who grunted out a yes. He nodded at Vilkas making him walk away. His beast grew more and more excited at the prospect of having fun now, finally having someone he was going to sink his claws into for this whole mess and He couldn't agree more.Azazel paced back and forth, his head lifting up every now and then to look at the black door in front of Zander and lunge at it as if he were really doing it, he tried to force Zander to do so, but He held Azazel back."Patience. . .you will get your turn." He murmured to his wolf.When Vilkas informed Zander of the quick and efficient capture and imprisonment of Matt, He was glad and now here the little

 His lower half slumped, He pulled, his hand out and left half of his spine hanging out of his back.Walking around the front again, Zander whipped His bloodied hand on his face and smiled as he gave little twitches, his eyes open in horror and pain, he looked to be in frozen shock."Y-You're a monster. You'll go to h-hell."Matt managed to say, his eyes were unfocused as pain bit at his body."Of course, He will. Someone needs to take the throne." He laughed and walked back around him. **Zander clasped the back of Matt's shoulder and shook him roughly, leaning in, in a serious and slightly mocking voice said."What did I say, Matt? Breath. It's all in your head." Matt's head slowly lifted to look up at Zander, he took a deep shaky breath multiple times. As the darkness pulled away from him, he realized that everything he had just gone through happened only in his head, he looked down and lifted both feet,