At just fourteen years old Lilac Einar made a greivous mistake. Using her ability, a magic forbidden by her kind, she commited an irreversible crime. Trusting her best-friend and the only boy she'd ever loved, future Alpha Nox Griffin, she turns herself in believing he'll listen to her side of the story. Nox Griffin's betrayal shatters their lifelong friendship and the budding feelings between the two. For her crimes, Lilac Einar is sentenced to a lifetime of servitude at the infamous Lycan's Training Camp, a place where only the elite are sent. From then on, torture, pain, and blood are all Lilac knows. Not a day goes by where Lilac doesn't think about her home, and the revenge she'd someday take on the people who wronged her. After four long years, Lilac finally finds her opportunity. She has many names to cross off her list, and at the very top is the only boy she ever loved: Nox Griffin.
View MoreNox’s P.O.V.I crumbled the paper in my fist, imaging it as the throat of whoever the fuck broke into my house.They had gone too far with this one.Bringing my mother into it was the final nail in the coffin. She was murdered, torn limb from limb by a bunch of bloodthirsty rogues. It had taken me years—years to move past that night. Even now, I’d replay it at least once a month, trapped in the nightmare that claimed not one, but both of my parents.My father might still be alive, but part of him had died with my mother.Part of him never made it past that night.I clenched my eyes shut, fighting the pull of the memory as it opened it’s gaping maw to swallow me whole. Ultimately, I lost the fight against it’s rows of serrated teeth, and fell apart as they sunk into my skin.Lilac threw her head back in a fit of laughter, rolling around on the carpet with the sketch book clutched to her chest. I held back a smile, taking in the glow of her rosy cheeks and the sparkle in her two-toned
Nox’s P.O.V.I was questioning the only witness to Lilac’s crime when news of her assault on trainer Harriet reached my ears.It had come from the mouth of my father, who had the details relayed to him by Riley Crawford. Though she wasn’t required to, she had made a formal request to cancel this weekend’s Capture the Flag and host a different sort of event in it’s place.Even without Riley’s razor-sharp tone uttering the words directly, they didn’t fail to twist my stomach into knots. This didn’t feel right.Then again, nothing felt right. Not since I’d found that news clipping in my bedroom.“Mr. Phelps, you’re absolutely certain that’s what you saw?”The elderly man I questioned shifted in his old, leather recliner. Notes of stale tobacco clung to the material, along with everything else in the house. Little dust particles floated in the air, swirling as he hacked and coughed.Thirty-four years of smoking will do that to a person, werewolf or not.“I’d be willin’ to bet my third wif
Lilac’s P.O.V.That one thought banished the agony in my soul, silencing it’s cries of longing, replacing it once more with the rage that kept me separated from my emotions.I charged Aniya with bared teeth and fingers hooked into claws. I knocked her to the dirt, snapping and snarling at my dead mother’s face, wracked with fury that she’d dare use her to protect herself.She must’ve had some kind of secondary memory ability, because there was no way she’d know what my mother looked like.Aniya’s hands bounced off my body, and somewhere in the back of my mind I knew she wasn’t trying to hurt me, but it changed nothing. I was an animal fighting death itself, and I could not lose.“Lilac—Lilac, please…I tried to say…she wouldn’t let me—” Her words were cut off as my hands slipped around her throat.My knee’s sank into the sand, making it hard to gain purchase, but already Aniya’s strength was waning. Her pulse fluttered, creating a tempo that was once frantic, but now slow and calm.“Li
Lilac’s P.O.V.Trainer Derek was my third opponent, a hulking mass of a man that specialized in hand-to-hand combat. If that wasn’t bad enough, he was also what we Werewolves call an emotional vampire.Emotional Energy Manipulation was the scientific term. In short, trainer Derek fed off the emotions of those around him and was able to convert the energy into power.Trainer Derek, with his meaty head and scarred lip, had been the first to land a solid blow. One punch knocked the air out of my stomach, filling my mouth with chunks of vomit.I spat it out, cracking my neck when Derek threw his head back and let out a string of laugher. A loud voice exploded across the arena, making me jump. It was the voice of my father, who was now standing, his hands on the railing of the box he sat in.“KICK HIS ASS, LILAC!”In the sea of insults and boo’s, two more voices rang out. They belonged to Hakeem and Jada, both of which were repeating my father’s words.Their support was the motivation I ne
Lilac’s P.O.V.“You brought my father into this?”Oh, I was going to end her. First, I’d start by wiping that smug little smile off her face. Actually, scratch that. I’d go the extra mile and carve her a new one since she seemed to enjoy the expression so much. Then, I’d cut off her mousy brown hair and take it as a keepsake, because I’m crazy like that.Riley Crawford, the woman I marked for death, smirked and leaned in close. Somehow, her low voice permeated the excited chattering of the crowd. That grating rasp was all I could hear.“You’re damn right I did. Here’s what you’re going to do, Lilac. You’re going to take your punishment without shifting, and you’re going to do so while your Daddy watches. If you don’t, I swear on my position that I will take out your disobedience not on you…” She trailed off, turning her head towards the box raised above our heads. I followed her line of sight to my father, “…but on him.I thought I’d been seeing red before, but that was nothing compa
Lilac’s P.O.V.I brought Rosie back to Malik and spent a solid half-hour cackling over the tarantula’s commentary of the night. Apparently, Rosie had the time of her life and said that should I need anyone else bitten, I better not hesitate to call on her.Once I made it back to my apartment, I set up an extra string of empty can’s along every door and window on the off chance Harriet set someone to break in. After that, I curled up in bed and slid head-first into the darkness.It was the best sleep I’d had in a long, long time.Friday rolled around and things were oddly quiet. Harriet hadn’t shown her face, which was a given. Not only that, but training had been canceled. Capture the flag was still on, though, and I found myself looking forward to it even more now that I’d finally shifted.It was around noon that I found myself at my father’s cabin. He’d been helping me learn to drive and was the only person who found my mishaps just as hilarious as I did.“Your mother actually ran m
Lilac’s P.O.V.I gave myself the rest of the evening to mull over Jada’s words, but as the sun set and it quickly became time to begin my revenge plot, I hadn’t made a single bit of progress.She was wrong. I was no miracle, just a girl in the right place at the right time. It had been luck that spared her from a fate worse than death and nothing else.If she knew what I could do—what my abilities were—she’d see that.With no choice but to push our conversation far from my mind, I focused on the task at hand. It was an easy thing to do, especially when I found myself standing at the base of the hotel, looking up at what I knew to be the window of Harriet’s room.I’d changed into an all-black outfit, something tight that would blend in with the shadows whilst also giving me my full range of movement. While I didn’t expect there to be any problems, one could never be too careful.Slowly, taking care not to drop the small container I secured to my belt, I began to scale the building.I d
Lilac’s P.O.V.I was so done.Done with Nox and these sadistic trainers. Done with playing the role of a docile, domesticated animal when everything about me was wild and untamed. I was done with it all.The look on Harriet’s puckered face was worth every ounce of pain my body was in. Never had shifting hurt so fucking badly, but I knew I couldn’t resist her order without looking like a coward.And I was not a coward.I snarled at Hakeem; my hackles raised. Even in intense pain, I could appreciate the pure power that thrummed through me. My muscles were strong, my teeth sharp enough to tear through flesh. Goddess, I missed this.Fight me you overgrown chihuahua!Hakeem, who’s wolf was surprisingly as big as my own, sighed heavily. Yeah, that’s right, come at me. Show me what you’re made of wolf boy.I barked out insult after insult even though he couldn’t understand a word of it. Mind-linking was only possible if you were an exceptionally strong wolf, and if you belonged to a pack. Te
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