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Tyrice drives for about 30 minutes before we pull over. I hurry out of the car and open the back. I remove the suitcases and lift the cover. Zara is curled against her mother, and Alayasia looks spooked. “It’s okay. We’re out.” I pick up Zara so Alayasia can get out. She takes her from me and gets settled in the backseat. Once I put everything back, I get back in the car, and Tyrice takes off again. I turn to the backseat and clear my throat. “Maybe you want to cut ties now.” Alayasia takes a deep breath and slowly lets it out. “I, Alayasia Grim, Beta of the Mystic Wolves Pack, cut all ties to the pack and Alpha Axel Wentworth.” Almost immediately, it looks like a weight is lifted off her sh

Alexander P. O. V I caught a glance of my mother and father while Ammy and I waited for them in the waiting area. We had a silly fight in the car over which she is still too mad at me and didn't talk to me for the last 40 minutes. And I'm not happy with this fact, my wolf is growling at me because I made his mate angry, but in the car this fucker had his fair share too. 'Humph! Traitor.' I said to Xavier, my wolf.

That was the first time he called my name since we first met so I figured he was serious but I didn't care because he was starting to piss me off. "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? You've been acting like this since we left school." I yelled and we just kept yelling back and forth. "Like what?" "I don't know, you've just been in a horrible mood." "Well, I'm sorry if my best friend was in trouble and I couldn't be there for him but some alpha that you just met helped you." "A beta can't satisfy an omega's heat." Akito gasped, making me register what I had just said, I looked at Daichi and he had that same hurt expression on his face that he had at the door.

I whimper as I shut my eyes, trying to take my head far before he stops me by placing his free hand under my chin. The pain of his touch electrifies my whole cells. I imagine death, the ruthless phantom that feeds on lives, especially innocent ones. I would not call mine innocent though, which is why I could not help but think that if I die today, will I be able to see my mother? “Young flesh,” Xaulfur groans, much to my surprise. His voice has a wolfish growl, pushing its way brutally into my eardrums. When I open my eyes, I find his face in front of mine. He could be tall, but I am tall enough to reach the point where I now watch his Adam's apple move as he speaks again.

My mate, she sustains me I open my eyes to find the pack staring down at me. They look at me as if I am nothing--as if I am a piece of trash/ But I am not. I am strong and powerful-- And they know it. I get to my feet. There is a sharp pain in my leg, shooting through my side and into my chest. But I don't let them see how much they've hurt me. "Where is the girl?" the Alpha asks. He's a coward. I know it.

An alpha. "W-who are you?" I grabbed the metal that slipped my hand earlier. I don't know, but there's this menacing aura around him that is stopping me from looking elsewhere. This isn't good. I would be dead if he attacked me, I lost a lot of strength earlier. The gamma's still lying on the floor. Is he dead? "I asked you, who are you?" But again, he didn't answer me. He just stood there, staring intensely at me. I slowly pulled myself up, our eyes never left each other.

Hiss. The final trail of purple vapor evaporated from my right palm as the winter-lily sap completely neutralized the silver-ash toxin. I closed my hand, flexing my fingers into a tight fist. The raw, burned flesh had already knit back together, leaving only a faint, silvery-gray scar running across my lifeline. The dark, thread-like veins tracing my wrist pulsed once under the skin, absorbing the remaining impurities and turning the pain into a steady current of power. "We have arrived, My Luna," Alpha Silas’s deep voice boomed from the front partition as the wagon ground to a shuddering halt.

It was carved with strange symbols that made my head hurt if I looked at them too long. "You are the Alpha?" she asked. Her voice was like music, but a scary kind of music. It was a melodic, chilling rasp that made the hair on my arms stand up. It felt like a soft hand and a sharp knife at the same time. "I am Alpha Theron," I said, stepping closer. As I got near her, a violent, magnetic pull hit me in the stomach. It was so strong I almost fell over. My wolf, who had been sleeping and sad for five years, suddenly woke up. He started howling inside my head. MATE! MATE! MATE!

Nyra Lucien snarled, the sound no longer fully human. Bones cracked, fur erupted across his broadening shoulders, his clothes shredding as his body exploded into the massive black wolf that was his true Alpha form. He lunged forward, closing his jaws around a vampire’s arm, and tearing it clean off at the shoulder. Blood arced across the wall in a hot splash that spattered my cheek. I wiped it away with the back of my hand and grinned.

Before I could decide, Xavier's posture straightened, his slight tremble disappearing as he dialed Alpha Jaxon on my phone before I could even protest. Alpha Jaxon picked up almost immediately. "Astrid?" "It's Xavier." I could hear Alpha Jaxon's unrestrained temper and anger all the way from the side of the room where I stood. "Why are you with Astrid's phone?!" Xavier was nonplussed. "It doesn't matter. The Alpha King might be dead and the location of the hospital has been compromised. The vampires will be here anytime." Might be dead. A sharp slice of pain went through me again and for a few seconds, I couldn't breathe. Even now Xavier was trying to spare my emotions when we both saw Alpha