Novel & Cerita And Then There Were 4

And then Nothing.

There was always a catch, Zara and I thought as I narrowed my eyes at the four sexy and brooding men sitting in seats across the table from me. “They must continue to submit to their Alpha King, and agree to a mating of his choosing, with a pod.” Colt stated clearly looking me directly in the eyes. Goddess his eyes…just looking into them made me feel all tingly all over and get all fuzzy on the inside. ‘I’m your all fuzzy inside. There ain’t no more room in here for anythin’ else! Ya got that?!’ Zara quickly interjected to remind me. I just had to chuckle at her silly snide remarks at times.

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December 25, 2011 Stephanie's Perspective The same old songs we're exploiting the city, fireworks were giving light to the skies and roads. I and my mom were watching and listening to them as we drink our wines, sitting comfortably outside our house, near the pool, relaxing and enjoying how people welcome the day of Christmas. *Beep* I heard my phone's ringtone, I got my phone that was placed on the table right next to me. [You have one message received from: Idiot]

Her body convulsed once, twice, then exploded into dust. Gone. Just like that. The sound that came out of me wasn’t even human. I slapped my hand over my mouth, squeezing my eyes shut, but it didn’t matter. The image burned behind my eyelids—her vanishing mid-step, her clothes disintegrating before they even hit the ground. The Game Master chuckled. “Precision, my dears,” it let out. “Precision is everything.” The next name flickered. “Number 0449.” A man this time. Big, broad-shouldered, maybe in his thirties. He muttered something under his breath and stepped up.

Kian’s eyes were red as he stared me down. “Four years. You’re actually alive?” His eyes raked over my faded linen dress. They landed on my mud-caked boots. Disgust twisted his features. “Why the hell are you dressed like this?” he blurted out. That sentence, that look of entitled disgust, threw me right back to that freezing night four years ago. The Crescent Moon pack was about to hold its “Beta Elite Trials.” To get him a nomination, I stood outside the camp for a whole night in forty-below weather. My legs nearly froze solid.

I stared blankly out the window. “Honey, I had our home cleaned, and all the furniture replaced. You can move back once you recover and leave the hospital. I am sorry I could not restore Grandma’s painting, but I found an expert. Shane’s parents had old health problems return after the shock, so they cannot see you and apologize. I know you are always generous, so I knew you would not make things difficult for them. I forgave them for you, and we will let the past go. I know you are upset. I told Shane I would stay home with you for a while. As long as I—” “Who said I was going home?” I cut her off.

And then… “Found you”

To a point that was barely visible between the trees. “Out there.” They followed his finger. At first they saw nothing. Then they noticed something. A tower. Very far away. Old. Dropped. And swallowed half of trees. “There everything started.” “What is this?” asked Aren. Leon answered quietly. Almost awesome. “The fourth house.” Silence. Absolute silence. Because no one had ever thought of a fourth house. Not Noah. Not Clara. Not Mrs. Adler. Not even Emil. Three houses had worked like a complete story.

Darius confirmed, his hand settling on my waist. I looked around at these four incredible men who’d just chosen me over everything else, and felt something settle deep in my chest. Peace, maybe. Or just the quiet certainty that whatever challenges came next, we’d face them as we always had, as a family. “I love you,” I said to all of them. “All of you. More than I have words for.” “We love you too,” Marcus said softly. “More than the moon loves the night.” “More than wolves love the hunt,” Zane added.