Novels by Aphro_dite112

AMERICA' POV With a shuddered breath, my hand dropped to my side, the dagger in my hand no longer being a threat to the cunning wolf that was standing in front of me.Just in case he tried to be funny, I kept the dagger unsheathed and tightened my grip around the hilt. He let out a sigh that transformed into a smile. "Not many would have done what you just did." "You promised not to hurt me and I belie-- well I want to believe you. Plus, I want answers and you are my only chance at getting them." I tried to keep my voice confident, not wanting him to know that even with such a powerful dagger in my hand, I was feeling threatened by his presence. Though I kept my back straight and chin up, it was obvious that he could sense the fear in me thanks to his taunting smirk. I never for once paid attention to Kurt in my entire life. Never did I stop to stare twice at him enough to actually engrave his looks in my head like I did with Travis but standing in front of him... I realized he w

TRAVIS’ POVThe black sack was pulled away from my head and I was finally home. I limped towards my porch and sat there for a minute, trying to catch my breath. The wound kept bleeding like it would be the end of me. Such a close shot could have actually ended me or put me in a worse situation than I currently was. "We did it," I breathed heavily, pressing my hand against my wound. "We made it back home. Now to find help that--" The door to my apartment pushed open and Darla came hurrying towards me. "Travis!" She yelled out, pretending to be worried. "Oh my goodness! You need help!" She crouched down beside me. "I know what to do, I'll--""Stop." I muttered, cutting her off. "Go away from me." "What?" She squinted at me. "I said go away from me!" I growled as I shoved her to the ground with my remaining strength. "Is this fun to you? Huh? Tell me! You sick psycho!" My eyes grew wider every time I yelled. She landed on the floor with a thud. Her eyes widened as she stared surpri

AMERICA'S POVMin glared at me for more than a second. Her hands remained pressed to her hips and her eyes gave a disapproving glare. I sighed. "Listen, I don't mean to hurt you more than you are already hurting but you only lost one child to the dark side and look how sad you are! I cannot lose all three of my children!" "I am not asking you to leave them like you don't care. I just want you to think carefully before every single one of your actions!" "Well there's no time!" I exclaimed, my voice louder than I had intended. I advanced towards her and took her hands in mine. "Min there is no time to think twice about an action before doing it! "I have to hear what Kurt has to say and then ask him my own questions! You know, so far he has been of good help to me... Well sometimes... Like he gave me this dagger!" I took out the dagger from my pocket and showed it to her. Her eyes widened. "That dagger is dangerous! It can kill a wolf without you even striking hard. How did he..." S

TRAVIS' POV My eyes fell close as tears trailed down my face. I tried to bury out the cries of my own children as they were being dragged out of the room. The sound of the aluminum door slammed shut loudly, silence following after and I rose to my feet. "Why do you have to be so heartless? Huh? They are children!" The anger I felt course through my veins was stronger than ever. "If you do not learn to keep a lid on that temper of yours then those children will cease to exist! You hear me!" She yelled out. "Why do you have to go so far, Natasha? Don't you want America out? She'll leave this place and never return the moment you let her children go! Are you so blind not to see that? Besides, I got the stuffed wolves! Why won't you let them go?!" She broke out in a sinister laugh. "Oh unfortunately my dear, those stuffed wolves didn't signify anything, my daughter and I were just toying with you." "What?" I squinted. "Yes my dear, sadly, it isn't as easy as you think.

AMERICA'S POVMin looked so hesitant to speak, like the former words had left her mouth by accident. But the sooner she realized it was already done, the better. She let out a sigh. "Your mother... She already loved your father before since they were kids. And kids make mistakes. At fourteen, she had gotten pregnant for him and though they were young, they insisted on keeping the baby. "It would be wrong for me to call it a mistake but that it was. She refused help from all of us, even her parents, who are your grandparents. Your father supported her blindly. So it became that a child raised a child. "She gave him everything, too much of everything. He grew up to be a good kid surprisingly but when he became a teenager, he wanted to do things his own way." She paused thoughtfully and sighed. "What happened to him?" I questioned her, trying to make my tone firm and commanding. But how could I dare to command an alpha female? Yet she succumbed to my wishes and went on. "When he was

TRAVIS’ POVTears welled up in my eyes as I stared at them, the three beautiful flowers right in front of me. I had never seen anything so beautiful and charming. Cara's smile alone shattered my heart, not to mention all three of them together. I blinked back my tears, not wanting to cry in front of them. "You..." My voice croaked and I coughed to clear my throat. I sniffed. "You love me?" They all nodded their heads. Dara moved forward towards me. "Mommy always told us how much she loves you and that we should love you too." His lips turned downward. "Sometimes... I get jealous because she is always looking at your picture and thinking of you." Lara touched my knee and smiled. "It almost feels like we grew up with you. We celebrated your birthday too! We are always so excited because on that day, mom always buys the biggest cake and she allows us to finish everything! She always eats so much cake that her eyes begin to sweat.""Sweat...?" It took a second before I understood. "Oh.