London:Fuyu stood a heavy-breathing mess, with blood gushing down his forehead. His muscles tightened as he stood, looking down with bared teeth at the dismembered bodies scattered around. He growled slowly, his extended claws dripping blood onto the ground. His eyes were a blood-thirsty red, glistening with a dark glow as he ran his tongue over his lips, his eyes dilating at the metallic taste of blood.His body held scratches all over, a long gash ran from his neck to his collarbone, and blood flowed from the hole in the right corner of his body, which he had sustained when a wolf stabbed him with a bone. I winced, recalling the pain that had reverberated through me, making Fuyu swallow a pain-filled cry. I sighed, knowing we were really going to exist in a world full of pain after this fight was over. He was burning out so much energy, and I wondered how long he was going to hold up.He wouldn't be able to heal quickly for a while at the rate at which he was drawing energy from th

London:I sat at the dining table, glaring disinterestedly at the cuisine lined up in front of me. It's been three weeks since the attack Hayes had wedged on my territory, and I wasn't healing as fast as I usually did. My body had taken a great deal of damage, and Fuyu had ended up slumping once he was certain that the entirety of his army was gone and our people were safe enough.I had sustained a broken arm that had almost been ripped from my body and multiple holes as a result of those assholes digging into my skin. I had scratches all over my body—a mark that ran across my face, from my forehead, past my nose, grazing my left cheek slightly. I had a few broken ribs and a broken leg. I could barely cough without wheezing at the fucking pain or coughing up blood. Indeed, I looked like a wreck, with bandages wrapped almost everywhere.I haven't been able to contact Fuyu since then, and it worried me because he really pushed himself past his limits. I had a lot of questions to ask him

London Surprise coloured Jax's heterochromic eyes as he blinked at me. I gently lowered my head, equally surprised at my reaction. I never expected that I'd utter the very words I had just let slip.Jax took a step closer, tilting his head to get a better look at me. He blinked again, and I found myself growing irritated by the incredulous look plastered on his face.Feeling stuck, a strained breath left my lips because, knowing Jax, I had an array of questions coming at me, though from the look he was giving me and his awfully long silence that plunged the both of us into a loop of tension and awkwardness, he was preferring to keep them silenced.I was grateful for his choice because I honestly wasn't ready to have questions thrown my way or questioning eyes peering at me. Jax was incredibly smarter than he looked, so expect one question from him to throw you off your balance.“If you're ready, we could go now.” The calmness in his voice surprised me, but I swallowed it down. Clear

London:Something was wrong; I could feel it. I was exceptionally angsty, anxious, worried, and troubled. It was like every cell in my body could sense something bad happening, but I couldn't quite place my finger on it. Thus, I remained pacing around my room, downing glass after glass of whisky and vodka, occasionally smashing the glass, and growling whenever the feelings peaked.I rubbed my fingers together, taking a deep breath while I ran my fingers through my hair, because why the fuck could I not calm down? Why was a tiny voice in my soul whispering dangerous things to me? I understood that it had gotten pretty late and Blaire was still nowhere to be found, as well as the possible dangers that could be awaiting her, but was that really enough for me to be feeling as troubled as this?Jax had gone home almost immediately, and I knew he was working his ass off trying to find Blaire, but that wasn't my problem. My problem was a report that I got from him. He said he had sensed magi

LONDON:"Indeed, London. I have your sweet little mate Blaire trapped in my net." Hayes' guttural tone projected through Mathias' mouth, his obsidian orbs glinting maliciously at me.He laughed at my stunned expression, and I growled in contempt. He was a coward for not facing me head-on; weak or not, I was ready to put an end to everything.I was tired of this back-and-forth, this cat-and-mouse game with him, and using my mate against me was despicable.“You will never have the book," I seethed, my muscles bunching up as tension filled me.His brows furrowed as though a dark thought had crossed his mind, and then his red eyes glowed with fire that could burn a thousand nations.“I can't sense Fuyu. Now what are you without the White Conqueror?” He taunted, and a sick grin curving his dark lips.“That won't stop me from tearing you to fucking shreds," I growled, my fists shaking with uncontained rage. The thought of losing so many of my people, especially my gamma Caine, because of hi