All Chapters of The Darkness Within : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Coal’s POV I've never seen Maverick scared before, and I don't like it. I wish he trusted our people, but I suppose it's hard to trust after what he's been through. And Reid isn't helping. He trusts me and my judgment, but he doesn't truly trust Maverick, at least not his future and what he's capable of doing if he ever should answer the gate. But he doesn't see what I see. He doesn't feel what I feel. I don't know how to explain it. I just know deep in my bones that he'd never hurt me, or anyone in this pack. I don't know if it's intuition or the Goddess whispering to me, guiding me, and telling me, I don't know. I just know Maverick would never hurt us… The word spread fast about tonight's announcement, and the pack is bustling with excitement that we may have a new shifter. Speculations are running rampant, lions, tigers, mountain lions, and the list goes on. They've guessed everything except what Maverick really is. At least I got Noah to contain himself until after the ann

Maverick's POV I've never seen this many people visit the pack. Everyone seems to be here, and all the attention is on me. I don't like it. I don't like the attention. I'm used to being alone. I'm used to everyone being afraid of me. I'm not used to so many people knowing about Shade, and I'm definitely not used to so many people excited to meet him, or excited that I'm here. I feel their eyes on me constantly; I can't get away from their stares. The ones with enough guts approach me, and the ones with almost enough guts linger close by, and gawk. It's annoying. I don't like it. “Maverick, my man!” A hand slapped down on my shoulder, and I stiffened. I looked down at the hand, raised a brow, then slowly turned my head and looked at Maddox. The Alpha simply flashed me a smile. Why are the Andersons so… Happy... All the time?! “That's an impressive hound! What kind of abilities do you have?” His eyes held curiosity, his grin held nothing but mischief. “Hm?” He wiggle

Maverick's POV I don't know much about Alpha-Beta relationship dynamics, but I know a murder attempt when I see one.Chunks of grass fly up from Xavier's heels as he runs across the grass for his life. Damian is hot on his heels, looking less like a pregnant Beta and more like a hell-bent demon seeking vengeance. The entire party freezes to a halt as they watch the chaos, which disappears when Xavier darts into the tree line with Damian right behind him.Remind me never to let an angel touch my stomach. Or my brain. Or look in my general direction, I think to myself, rubbing the bridge of my nose. I turn away from the trees and scan the yard for the closest cooler so I can grab a beer. However, my attention is drawn right back to the woods when I hear Damian's furious voice getting closer. When I turn around, I am shocked to see Xavier burst from the tree line. His shirt is nearly torn entirely from his body, and the missing chunks of fabric are tightly fisted in Damian's hands.“G

Maverick's POV My jaw ticks as the asshole smirks, taking his sweet time to make his move. His smirk deepens as he folds his arms over his chest. I fight the urge to reach across the table and knock the smirk off his face. “Check.” I growl, my eyes snapping down to the board. My fingers squeeze the edge of the table so hard the wood groans under my grip. “What's wrong, Mav?” Coal asks, his voice dripping with amusement. “If you don't shut up, I am going to throw you through a wall.” “Didn't you say you were going to whoop my ass this time? What happened?” “It's kind of hard to fucking focus when the backyard is overrun by Andersons!” I snap, gesturing wildly toward the yard. “Your family is loud! They're like a bunch of wild animals. Seriously, it's like a zoo out here.” Coal lets out a loud snort. I glare at the board one last time and angrily slam my piece down into a new square. The sharp sound of Omega's screeching has our heads snapping up. Joey walks out the b

Maverick's POV I stroll beside Lucian as he takes me on a tour outside around his packhouse. There wasn't much to the inside; it's a small packhouse, especially if you compare it to Grayson's. It is bright, colorful, and lively, but a bit small to me. The outside is just as colorful as the inside, which is nice, and matches the colorful angel. Flowers are planted everywhere, in big ceramic pots and in beautifully designed flower beds. Lucian smiles softly as his fingers pluck a pink petal from a passing bush, bringing it to his nose. He takes a deep breath in. “It's time for us to go,” Lucian begins, drawing my attention to him quickly. I look down at the angel, noticing how he places a hand on his lower abdomen. "My baby has become aware and is already reaching out for what it can't have yet.” He lifts his head and looks at me. “We're making Abraham the pack Alpha tonight. We're holding a quick private ceremony. We're keeping it small and private within our pack because we don'