Emilia’s POVI woke up the next morning giddy with excitement. Orion was taking bold steps and asking me out on a date. The first thing I did was call my best friend Marilyn who booked the entire mall to us. She was a fashion icon and was of reputable standing. Growing up as children, she had been the outspoken one and had engineered our getaway from that hellish excuse of a pack.The runway was her guise and she kept a low profile while at the same time stunning the world. She had recently premiered a series which was all about werewolves and human colliding. The irony of it all.“Good gracious, why are you still in bed, Em?” She said, still her head in disapproval at my defeated look, her heels moving in a rhythm. I had taken the day off, specially for this date. My boss had sounded shocked when I requested for that. I couldn’t blame her, it wasn’t every day a workaholic decides to take a mini vacation, even if it lasted for only a day.“I am overthinking things, Mar. What if he’s w
TRISTAN POVI settled down on the sofa and gulped down strong wine. It soothed my fears and for a minute, I felt in control and the feeling went as soon as it came. My phone rang almost immediately.“Boss, they got ahold of him before we could,” His apologetic voice and I didn’t want to hear their flimsy excuses, who knew what had been gotten out of him before he died?“Did he reveal anything that would sabotage us??” I asked, taking another gulp, it hurt my eyes and I blinked the tears away. I was getting weak, what I needed was blood and flesh. A good amount too.“No, boss. We tortured him and had his tongue pulled out before he was taken away from us,” I let a satisfied sigh. “Make sure this does not repeat itself else I will behead each and every one of you, fools!” I yelled for my word to sink into his head. I could almost taste his fear through the phone and that gave me some sort of power.I ended the call and mindlinked a guard to call one of the pack’s bimbos to come around.
Emilia POVTristan was still on the floor, when Orion descended on him with another punch that knocked out the guts in him.I knew werewolves were invincible but at the rate, he was going, he could send Tristan to the bosom of moon goddess."Stop it! Please!" I begged, tears streaming down my face. Orion's eyes flashed with anger, but he hesitated, his chest heaving with exertion. Tristan groaned, struggling to get up, but Orion's blows had left him weak and disoriented."Em, get out of the way," Orion growled, his voice low and menacing. "This doesn't concern you.""Yes, it does!" I protested, standing my ground. "You're going to kill him!"Orion snarled, baring his teeth. "He deserves it. He was hurting you for crying out loud....""I know, but this isn't the way to handle it," I pleaded, trying to reason with him. "We need to find a way to resolve this peacefully."Orion's expression softened slightly, and he looked at me with a hint of surprise. "You still care about him, don't yo
TRISTAN’S POVThe guts of Orion disgracing me in front of my woman. Emilia was only for me and the more she got closer to Orion, the more she risked their lives. I examined the area where he had hit me and flinched. Due to the high alcohol intake, my body had been slow in healing and it hurts like shit when I tried to move.I thought of calling one of my brothers but I did not what to explain what had occurred between my twin and I, so I kept it to myself. Wincing every now and then at my bruised body and ego. I put a call across to Rufus and he answered almost immediately.“Is everything ready for the meet up with the scientist??” I asked curtly, massaging my broken rib which was slowly healing.“Yes, boss. I have gathered the materials that’ll be needed for the mission. It is a four hour drive from the pack house and should not take more than thirty minutes to get done and over with,” Rufus briefed me and I smiled, happiness flooding my being.These was one of the reasons I had hire
TRISTAN’S POVI stood at the forefront of my gang, my eyes fixed on the rival gang before us. The air was electric with tension, our growls and snarls filling the night air. This wasn't just any rival gang - they were sent by the scientist who had been breathing down my neck, demanding more drugs and faster and it happened to be my ex best friend . But I wouldn't be intimidated. I had built my reputation on fear and respect, and I wouldn't let anyone take that away from me.As we faced off, our hands transformed into claws, our bodies tensing with anticipation. No weapons were needed; our strength and ferocity were enough. The rival gang's leader, the burly werewolf of a friend I had once trusted sneered at me. But I could smell his fear, and it only fueled my anger.The fight erupted, our claws clashing, our growls echoing through the streets. I took down the first few with swift precision, but the rest put up a fierce resistance. They were well-trained, well-fed, and fueled by the s
EMILIA’S POVResuming work the next day took a lot of determination. After calling Marilyn who called the twin the most demeaning of names, she could not come over though as she was still held up with work. As a good friend that I was, I understood with her and ate icecream and watched sad cheesy movies all night, while downing bitter wine. I lazily got out of bed and dragged myself to my bathroom as I listened to a podcast on heartbreak. Ironical, wasn’t it? The swish swash of the toothbrush as I cleaned my teeth was a soothing sound which distracted me from my thoughts.I missed Orion a lot, he was my mate after all. When my wolf had screamed out, “Mate,” I was happy and at the same time sad. I was happy I had someone I could count on, who would protect me and always be there for me and I was sad too, why did it have to be Orion of all people? The twin of the man who broke my heart and deceived me for two years. I let out a sigh and donned on a plan dress, rubbed some lipstick on
TRISTAN’S POVOrion’s mood the following days wa one I had not experienced before. He was brooding and barely showed up for meetings. I had to be the responsible one because he totally blocked out everyone that tried to talk to him. I heard this from my other brothers. I didn’t even try.After hearing about the fight between him and Logan, I knew he must have really loved Emilia. I tried to feel sympathetic but it wasn’t working. My heart was long dead and buried. It couldn’t find a single pity to give. Although I loved the fact Orion and Emilia were not together. It was affecting my life.After I could not live the manor without arousing suspicion as the shootout between the two gangs had gotten to the ears of the public. I had to stay indoors most of the times because all I heard in the pack house was how to stop this abomination of a gang. Apparently that was what they called us. If Orion was his usual self, I would have been able to sneak in and out without being noticed but now a
ORION’S POVWhen the gunshots had sounded, I had gone into the safe room with the rest of the pack . It had occurred suddenly. These men have become bold, for the fact they attacked a pack of werewolves meant they could be supernatural creatures too. Armed guards went out to find where the men were at and came back with a humorous story. It wasn’t gunshots, it had been fireworks. I looked around for Tristan and he was nowhere to be found. Eureka! This has to be Tristan’s doing, there was no other person I knew who was mischievous to that level, but why did he do it? What was she playing at? I knew him like the back of my hand and knew that whatever he was doing would affect everyone around him.I went to his room, hoping to see him there but I could not find him. Logan mindlinked me immediately that Father seemed our presence. Tristan’s absence will be noticed and will definitely arouse suspicion.As we assembled before him. The Alpha let out a sigh of defeat. Several opinions arose