Novels by Pete

Anna's POV “How did that happen?” Peter asked, furrowing his brows in confusion.“We don't know, your Highness.” The guard replied, “We suspect he was either killed during the night or took his own life.” My brows knitted together as I listened. Why would an assassin take his own life for his benefactor? That doesn’t make any sense. It’s far more likely he was killed right under the guards’ noses.Peter’s eyes narrowed as he studied the guard, his jaw tightening with restrained anger. After a moment, he let out a sharp sigh.“You may leave,” Peter ordered. The guard bowed his head and left the room.His jaws clenched in disappointment, I’m sure he knew the assassin was sent by either Charlotte or maybe… by his parents. But I don't believe his parents could do that against me; they have power over hundreds of forces, so why would they need an assassin? My best guess in this case is Charlotte. Since her kingdom is far from here, she doesn't have authority over anyone here, maybe exc

Anna's POVI groaned as I slowly opened my eyes, my vision a bit blurry because of the bright ceiling light bulbs.I rubbed my eyes gently, trying to adjust my vision; the smell of drugs hit my nostrils, and the metallic scent of blood joined the party, too.After my vision became clearer, I looked to my left, seeing my mate, Peter. His eyes were closed but his hand was placed on my lap, as usual of him.As I kept staring at him, I winced, feeling a huge wave of pain hit me, traveling through my injured neck.Immediately, Peter's eyes opened and he stared at me.“Anna.” He whispered, yet his voice firm; then he began rubbing my lap.“I’ve missed you.” A smile curled on his lips.I opened my mouth to speak, but I winced in pain as that injury insisted I shut the fuck up before it gave me more discomfort.“The neck huh?” Peter spoke with concern written over his face, “I’m sorry, Anna. The nurse said it was internal bleeding. My father’s claws... they went deeper than I realized.” A sl

Peter's POV “Step away from her!” I growled at the stranger who turned his face sideways before smirking. Then he scoffed, making my blood boil with anger.“Why?” He spoke, his voice firm and carrying a sense of darkness, “So I don't get to do my job?”“Nah, I think I’ll pass.” He spoke quickly, turning and throwing his knife towards my skull.My eyes went wide and my heart raced as I spotted the knife hurtling toward me. In an instant, I dove to the side, the blade piercing the door with a sickening thud, narrowly missing me.“So close!” The stranger pouted, taunting me to hit him.I glanced at the door before gritting my teeth at the strange man in front of me; he covered his face with a black surgical mask and his eye pupils were like every other, brown.Forming my palms into fists, I launched against him; then I threw a punch across his face.He quickly ducked under my arm and struck my right knee. I grunted as pain shot through my leg.“Too slow.” He taunted me again, rising to

Peter's POV I smiled at Anna and noticed her tired eyes. I felt relieved, which was a big change from the fear I had just a few hours earlier.“Anna, thank the goddess,” I spoke softly as I reached for her hand, caressing it.Anna closed her eyes tightly and groaned as she tried to sit up straight.“Hey, hey, hey! Hold on there, Anna,” Thea said soothingly as she moved to the other side of the bed. “Let’s take a breather and not let this get to you.”“It's good to have you back, Anna. We were so worried you wouldn't make it.” Thea continued before Anna gave her a faint smile.“Hey, Anna,” Jackson said, waving his hand at her. “We should probably call the nurse to come check her,” he advised me.Thea nodded and left the room, the soft click of the door echoing in the quiet space.“Are you all right?” I asked Anna, my voice beneath a whisper as I held her hand firmly.Anna tried to talk but she felt a sharp pain and winced, then she closed her eyes, rubbing her injured neck.“I though

Peter's POV As I stood outside, facing the wardroom door, my face turned pale, and I could feel my soul crushed into a state of pain and anger.I took a step back and looked at my right arm which was stained by Anna’s blood. I couldn't help the tears that ran down my cheeks; then I began pacing slowly to and fro the passage hall. Anna can't die… she can't, but If she does… I swear to the Moon goddess, my parents will pay dearly for it, I will make it my life’s mission to see them suffer as she is suffering now, I promise.I furrowed my brows in anger and clenched my fist as I deepened myself in the thought of what I’d do if my mate died.“Peter!” I heard a voice call me from a distance.I cleared the tears in my eyes quickly before I turned to meet Thea running towards me with tears in her eyes.I couldn't let anyone see me in tears… not even my sister.Along with my sister, I saw my brother, Jackson, or as I usually call him, Jake, walking behind her.As Thea came close to me, she

Peter's POV “Hmm.” Michella let out a sigh as she removed the stethoscope. “Her heart’s still beating… but barely.” She told me, making my heart skip a beat.“But it's only a neck injury, how's that possible?” I asked, furrowing my brow in confusion as I ran my fingers through Anna's cheek, caressing it.Michelle scoffed a little at what I said before speaking,“She has a fragile neck, and this isn’t just about the surface injury. The neck houses critical arteries, and even minor trauma can cause a cascade of issues, swelling, reduced blood flow to the brain, or worse.” She explained, looking at my face, which was etched with confusion to what she said.“It’s best if we take her to the pack hospital where she can get proper treatment.” She broke the situation down for me.“Alright, let's go,” I said quickly, taking Anna’s body into my arms as I stood up, her chest rising and falling slowly as her face turned a bit pale.As I turned to leave, I saw my mum glaring at me with her breat