Asher's POVMy eyes suddenly snapped open as I slept on my bed, and I got up with a start. Looking outside, I noticed that although it was still a bit dark, the first rays of sunshine were beginning to make their presence pronounced. I checked my watch. Five twenty four am, already morning. Another day without me knowing if my mate and Edna were alright or not. I had just had my first night sleep— more like my first sleep in days, since the last time I had got to sleep was the night before my mate had arrived. And I had only got to sleep around three in the morning today, and here I was awake around about five thirty now. I switched on the lights in my bathroom and went in, rinsing my face with some cold water and looking at it in the mirror. My eyes looked puffy. They looked red and watery each, it was tiring and frustrating to look everywhere but still not get to find out where they were.But if Edna and Maya were taken away, how? It was in fact possible that the weres from the B

Asher’s povThe nerve of this fucker! How had I not known?Very true the saying ‘the enemy is within’. The sole reason why Edna Maya was presently not with me was because of this nincompoop that called himself Tyler.“how many people are you working with?” I snarled but Tyler didn't answer. “goddamit … who fucking sent you and how many were you that was sent?” I thundered causing the people in the prison to flinch with exception of myself, Daniel, and the fucking son of a bitch…Tyler. Hell, even the head of the guard that had earlier brought him jumped in fear.“I’m alone” he whimpered out, blood coming out of his mouth as he spoke.“like the hell, you are alone… tell me before I cut your tongue out. ``How many of your men are here in my pack?”y“Just me,” he said. At his response, I buckled my fingers and launched into his face. His face only reeled back a bit before it jerked right back to me. One of the two guards standing on either side of him adjusted his restraining chair so

Maya's pov It was another day; the fourth day at blood moon pack as a slave and if I said I hated it, it would be an understatement. My body still hurt a bit in several places but it wasn't as bad as before when I was still being held as a hostage. That didn't deter other werewolves with authority from ordering me around though, they were all psychopaths in this pack because they all seemed to be enjoying the way I groaned In pain while running errands for them. They'd hit me and act oblivious, and if I spoke about it or complained, then there would be more hitting coming for me so I just kept shut and did as they said every time they ordered for me or Edna. We woke up at the crack of dawn as we always did and got ready for the day, Edna helped me pull my sleeves up to my shoulder and zipped it up. We left for breakfast but it was all finished by the time we got there. Edna groaned and stormed off, she was clearly angry so I followed her hoping to calm her down and then we'd start o

Edna’s POV Loud, angry voices were coming from the gates of our quarters. A Big bang was suddenly heard, and it seemed to come from all sides of the place, so everyone in our quarters, including me got frightened by whatever it was and a lot of people decided to make a run for it. I could only suspect that the alpha had come to take his baby home anyway. That was putting it in the best possible way, because for all we knew, it was obvious that Maya was in deep trouble for what she had done. Not that what she had done was terrible anyway, but because she had laid her hand upon one of the prized babies of the alpha of the Blood moon pack. And ‘laid her hand’ was only putting it too lightly too. She had beat Jason up very badly after he had begun to hit her. Jason was bleeding in multiple places and his face was swollen with cuts over it. He was even walking with a limp. Noticing that gave me two theories. One, either Maya was incredibly strong for an Omega and maybe, she was one o

Asher's pov The fight ended soon enough and the whole fighters from the blood moon pack were either lying injured or lifeless on the ground. I believed in myself and the strength of my warriors. We weren't called the Royal pack for nothing. I knew we would emerge victorious because we deserved it. I looked back at the remaining warriors from my pack and an air of relief washed over me when I was certain everyone was okay and alive. Yes, with scratches and little cuts here and there but that was all there was to it…. Little cuts and scratches were all the blood moon pack had on us. I looked and searched until my gaze finally landed on Maya, tied against a big concrete pole. I ran to her side ready to tear the binds apart but the mate urge made me shift back to my human form some few feet before her. Oh, the urge to circle her in a breathtaking hug. The need to kiss all of her wounds and scars and also the need to scold her for not listening to me. "Maya" I called out to Maya fra