LOGINI downed the remains of my glass of Midleton, and proceeded for a refill. It was barely morning and I was already drunk. For the past weeks this had been how I spent my days—drinking and wasting away.What other things were there to do? I had no pack to run, no busy schedules, no appointments—nothing.I never thought leaving my pack was going to be easy, but I never prepared for it to be this hard either. My body had gotten used to the late nights and early mornings, it had gotten used to the busy schedules and now all of that was gone. It had taken me a while to realize losing my pack felt like losing a part of myself and now, I felt strangely… incomplete.I could still remember Eloise’s words, urging me to fight for my pack, but I couldn’t see how I was going to do that. I’d messed up big time, and while I could never regret my decision of coming clean to the pack, I wondered if what I’d broken could actually ever be fixed.“Alpha?” called my butler who was the only company I had le
As a boy, I had a fear of heights. When Nathan discovered it, he took me mountain climbing every week until I’d overcome that fear. I guess out of all the evil my father had done, that was the one thing I had to be grateful for.Magnux’s new hideout was a cave located at the very top of Veryl Mountain. The only way to get there was to climb the mountain which was thousands of feet tall–good thing I was never one to shy away from a challenge. My claws served as handholds as I climbed, along the way a rain of small rocks almost had me losing my grip. A fall from this height would have meant instant death, but I’d managed to quickly regain my hold before that happened. After several hours of insufferable climbing, I finally got to the top. Once on leveled ground, I lay on my back, taking deep breaths, and allowing my battered muscles a few moments to heal. The duffel I’d come with had been abandoned at the base of the mountain; I could only hope no travelers come across it.I walked t
ELOISE’S POVCassian never once failed to visit my dreams, and perhaps that had been why I hated waking up from them. I wanted to be with him so badly, I didn’t care if it was only going to be in a dream.I woke up with a frown etched on my face. Waking up had become the worst part of my day. I rose from the bed, stepped into the pair of slippers waiting by the bed, and headed to the bathroom. Once done with my business, I’d been about to get back in the bed when I noticed the door to my room had been left ajar. Unlike the last time I’d left the room, it wasn’t a field of tulips flowers waiting beyond it, instead there was a living room.How long had that door been open? I wondered to myself. I knew fairly well I couldn’t escape this place if he didn’t allow it, but curiosity had me walking towards the door. I stepped out and into the living room area. There, I found Darth seated on a stool. The first thing I noticed were the bruises on his face and around his neck. I also noticed th
CASSIAN’S POVMagret had taken me to a lot of places to cure my ‘mutation’, and that had been when I met the warlock, Magnux for the first time. I could still remember how optimistic my mother had been about him, she’d been convinced a warlock as powerful as he was could ‘fix’ me and I’d finally be like the others, not the freak with two wolves. But Magnux had refused to do that, not because he couldn’t, but because it ‘wasn’t his place to do it’. He might not have been of use then, but I imagined a warlock like him would know a thing or two about Darth. I pulled open the hidden weapon department from beneath the bed. I wondered what Eloise would have to say if she knew the very bed we’d made love on, hid all of these. I loaded a duffel bag with riffles, hand guns, bane-grenades, silver daggers, star daggers and a few other randoms.I paused when I heard the door creak open, light footsteps followed as Layla walked into view. I quickly hid the weapons. She watched me skeptically,
GIDEON POVIt was two hours past midnight and yet I had no plan of returning back to the packhouse. I was at my usual training spot in the woods, shadow boxing; while it was way less interesting than fighting an actual person, it still served as the perfect distraction I needed right now.Just then I heard a twig snap, I paused. It could be wild animals, but my guts told me it wasn’t. I took my gun out from my holster, and turned off the safety.“Who’s there?”For a long moment, there was silence, and then someone stepped forward. Katalier.“Are you going to shoot me, beta?” she questioned through the mind link, her hands lifted in surrender.I quickly put away the gun. “Sorry, I didn’t know it was you.”“So, what are you doing out here at such an ungodly hour?” she questioned and I shrugged.“Trying to get my mind off some things,”“Is it working?”“It was.”“Right before I interrupted,” she completed, “Please carry on then.”“Why are you here?” I shot back.“I need a spar partner,”
CASSIAN’S POVI hadn't eaten in days, I knew fairly well I couldn't go on like this, but I couldn't bring myself to eat—not with the thought that Eloise could be out there, starving.Each day to me felt like a game of survival, a wager on whether I'd make it to the next. One thing kept me going, the thought that she could be alive out there, waiting for me.I threw on a coat over the buttoned shirt I had on just as a rap sounded at the door. Gideon let himself in. “I hear you’re calling for an assembly?”“Yes,” I said to him, “I think it’s high time I addressed the pack.”“Are you sure this is the right time?” he questioned, concern etched on his face“It seems there are no such things as right times.” I said, finally turning away from the mirror to take him in. While Gideon was indeed getting better, I could tell just by one glance that something was bothering him.“How is Katalier?” I asked casually, trying not to sound too prying.“She’s not doing so well,” he revealed, not bother
As a child, I used to love dancing. So much so that I pleaded with my parents to take dancing lessons back in the Winter-Hill Pack. When I danced, I became one with the music. In a way, it was freedom. Not anymore.Now it was no more than a performance. It was me trying to be something I was not.
It’s been exactly twenty minutes since the Alpha left my chambers.He could have been long gone by now.Still, that didn’t stop me from rushing down to the lower floors, ignoring the stares that followed me as I moved. Men looked at me the way they always did—with hunger, with entitlement—but for o
Two years and Five months ago.Eloise POVNo one really prepares you for the pain that comes with childbirth—in fact it was one of those things people rarely spoke about. Would this have been easier if I came in here prepared? I had no answer to that question because right now, pain was all I fel
I was going to be late. I shivered at the thought of the punishment I’d endure if the Bishopp discovered that I’d left a client waiting—especially one who’d spent a fortune for a session with me. But I couldn’t seem to get my shaky hands to cooperate. They trembled as I powdered my nose.I should b







