Davina A wave of cold breeze brushed past my face as I turned the knob leaving the door agar, Keith's scent filled the room and I almost gagged. It was unusual for a room to smell too much like the owner, I sighed; my mission in mind and with no time to waste, I stared down at my feet as if I haven't seen them before. They definitely have seen better days but they still looked better than most Werewolves I've seen. A wave of nostalgia hit me as I remember Alpha Cullum had once made fun of my feet and called them to tiny to hold my whole weight. I blinked back the tears that formed at the corner of my eye, anytime I remembered him I was prone to crying which is why I've made it my sole core to find out who murdered him. I stood at the door for few minutes, pinpointing what exactly it was that kept me from exploring the room in front of me was confusing, I debated going in which was weird. It was already stated that we are only mates by name hence no one was to invade in the other's

“What do you think you are doing?” The words resounded in her brain and it took her quite some time to interpret it. Looking at him with disgust; she replied. “Well, what does it seem like I am doing?” Taking some bold steps closer, he replied with so much anger in his voice. “You don’t get to talk to me like that” Luna could see that he was angry but he was claws were still reclined and his fangs were not out indicating that he was not yet in battle stance; she meant to overpower him with a surprise attack. Suddenly grabbing the fountain pen by her side, she launched forward in an aim to stab in his stomach but he reacted instantly by jumping backwards. The jump gave him enough space to scan his opponent and knew where to get her. She was petite; which was an advantage to her but could also lead to her defeat. In an instant feedback, Keith’s claws came out and lashed at her neck but was immediately blocked by the fountain pen. He wondered how she was so fast. Swinging backwar

Davina I hissed as the pain in my lower abdomen stung me for the umpteenth time, I cussed at Keith for putting me through this ordeal, the cold night breeze blew my hair to my face and I used my free hand to push it to the back of my ear. 'Curse you!' I yelled into the darkness. I yelled in pain as I tripped on a branch and fell flat on my face, I spat out the dirt that had gotten into my mouth and with great difficulty; I stood up, I hear a low howl which indicated that wolves were out hunting in the wild, I was in no condition to fight the nightcrawling beast so I made to leave the premises immediately. No one would accommodate me so it was better if I went somewhere safer, I opted to return to my former pack though my father would never approve of it but Evans wouldn't hesitate to, I never thought the road that lead to my pack would be that difficult to thread on. My wound drained the little strength I conserved as it refused to heal fast and with the slow healing rate; it was

Keith “Where’s Jason, your highly esteemed beta,” Davina smirked at me as soon as I step out of the cottage she was in. That was new. She never smiles at me. The best I get is a sneer and a premeditated snarky phrase to piss me off. “You didn’t come with him?” she raised a brow at me. “That’s new. I thought he is your purse or something, and you have to carry him everywhere. Do you shower with him or…? Because you boast of being so handsome that girls trail the path you walk in, but I only ever see Jason with you. Is there something else going on between you two? I am dying to know. I know there’s more than meets the eyes,” she blurted, tucking a lock of hair away from her face as she pushed both of her lips forwards, then crossed her hands over her chest, jotting her hip forward. My eyes trail her feet up her thighs to her face and back. It’s like I am looking at someone else. Did she fall and hit her head too hard and now she is transformed or something? I don’t understand what i

Davina I am seated on Keith's bed, overly sensitive to his pungent scent, staring and smiling at him as he undressed and walked to the bathroom without really looking at him while making runs at different theories about what I had just discovered. I am in danger, and If I was wary of Jason before, now I have to be extra careful and avoid him totally while trying to figure out what his deal is in this subtle chaos. I didn’t know Jason had any family. He never talked about it. No one does. I never knew he even existed until Keith showed up from nowhere. Apparently, he has been lurking around the park from place to place ever since I started coming to Antarti to get acquainted with Cullum, occasionally slipping out to hang out with Keith. It’s all coming back to me now. I have to find out everything I can about him from anyone who knows anything, of course discreetly. Does Keith know Jason has a brother? They’re close, but I have seen enough to know Jason is the face of cunning and ev