Continuation of Jossie's POV:
"You slept with him, didn't you?You slept with that fucking bastard!"It was my father who was screaming this time. His voice was distant and hard to hear.. But, I recognized what he was saying when I put two and two together. "I didn't sleep with him!" This was familiar. I think I heard my mother screaming just now. This was the dream... again? I was having it once more. Finally... I can remember what happened. Mother's voice brought me to my senses just like before. This recurring nightmare will end tonight. I must stay asleep and finish it. "You liar! I found your spare phone! The messages are all over the damn thing. I could read one to you right now. Where is it? Where's the spare fuck-ing phone!?" Mother had been cheating on father. I remember now. The night... it happened they had gotten into a huge fight. "You're bloody crazy! I don't have a spare phone!" Mother often lied. It wouldn't surContinuing Jossie's POV: "I killed him... I killed him... I killed him," I whispered. I was now awake with sunlight shining into a dark bedroom. I felt drained. I felt depression slowly filtering into my head with the memories I've been blocking out for so long. My mother knows too... Doesn't she? I felt around the blankets as I peered through the shadows. I was in an unrecognizable room. I could smell the scent of Casimir being left behind. The only thing that settled my anxiety about not knowing where I was. I don't want to feel anything anymore. I want to be numb. This was too much to know. I wish I didn't know anything anymore. Being in the dark was bliss. My father wasn't who I thought he was. Somehow... My father wanted to kill his own mate. He almost did if it wasn't for me! N-Now I know that my mother tried to have me killed. Even after I saved her! Y-Yes I did kill my father. I did it to save her though! Doesn't that count for something? Of cours
Juliette's POV: "I'll take two small decaf mocha iced coffees," I heard my mother say to the cashier before she nudged me in my side. "What do you want dear?" "Make mine a small mocha iced latte," I said as I blinked a few times and looked at the barista. I had been zoning out since I got out of the car. The lady behind the bar punched it in and my mother swiped her card to pay. I walked away from her as I went over to the waiting area for orders. I crossed my arms as I felt uncomfortable. The hairs on the back of my neck was standing as I looked around the only coffee shop this town had. I recognized pack members that were about to leave out for the pack duties. Their eyes landed on me. "Poor dear," I heard someone whispering. "First her father and now her uncle." My eyes searched for the gossiping hags. They were about my mother's age. They were staring with their noses stuck up. I could feel holes being drilled into me and I sent them
Continuing Juliette's POV: My alarm blaring woke me up. My heart raced in my chest as I realized I fell asleep last night. I never got a chance to talk to Edith. I grabbed my phone and cut the sound off. I opened up the messenger app and found my cousin's name. I was going to text her... But, who knows how long it would take before she'd answer. I decided to call her. "Jules? Why are you calling this early?" "Hey, do you think its strange? About my mom? We both saw her dead in the bathroom. Don't you think it's strange?" "What are you talking about?" "Don't you remember?" "Honestly, I don't remember much from that night. We were both in a wreck. I'm sure whatever you think happened is just false memories." "Edith... We both saw my mom dead in her bathtub! Don't you remember coming to my house and looking for her? You were the one that checked her pulse!" "Not really. I to
Continuing Jossie's POV: Cas had gotten us sweet and sour pork as well as two boxes of fried rice from the local restaurant not far from the apartment complex. We had sat in the bedroom together and ate the meal in silence. It might be our last. Tonight was the masquerade. I didn't want to say it but we both knew. We would have to sneak in and find a way to stop my sister. I didn't want to see her get hurt. I really didn't. As much as she resembled my mother... I couldn't blame her for anything. It was really all my mother's doing. Everything had became her fault now in my eyes. I should have never stopped my father. Maybe he wasn't a good guy... Maybe I don't know who my real father was. Maybe he was mean all the time when he wasn't with me. I don't know anything past what I saw that night about him. I had spent so long loving him. Thinking he was the stars in my sky. I thought we were both in the same situation in the pack. I thought he was hated just
Matthew's POV: I was cut off from the world. No way to reach the outside. Where I was would be still on the same plain of existence. I could feel myself breathing. I knew I was alive. Those rogues haven't killed me. I was gaining consciousness. Around me was hard to make out. Only because of the lack of lighting. I was irritated by one lightbulb swinging above my head. The light flickered as if it had a fault in the wiring. I was in a basement room. I could tell from the scent of earth, lack of windows, and the echoing of water dripping from somewhere. Possibly off a pipe. I was sitting in a room that smelled like rot and death. It was disgusting to consider this a torture chamber. I spotted dry blood on the floor. No specific scent from it. It was too old to make anything out of it. I don't know how I got here... It must have been from the rogues. My hands were cuffed up above my head. There above me... A sin
Continue Matthew's POV: I'm not sure how long it was before I heard the door sliding back open. Beta Ethan came back inside the room. This time with a few people assisting him. They had water for me and a light prepared meal. Not enough to upset my stomach. I was starving and the portions they gave me had it in mind. I would have just enough to leave me wanting more. It was a light stew. They fed it to me before whipping me down and rebandaging my wounds. I was almost done healing. The process seemed to be taking forever. They cleaned me before they would release me. I was too weak to fight back. My arms felt disconnected from my body. The lack of blood flow in them made them discolored. How could someone be so cruel and leave me with my arms above my head? Who knows how long I was forced to stay upright in that position. I thought they were on the verge of falling off. Ethan watched nearby as they rehabilitated me. In fact his mind seemed elsewhere are
Continuing Matthew's POV: I followed Ethan out into the hall and to the door a few feet down. He unlocked the cell and I was shoved in before the door shut dramatically behind me. I had tripped as I landed head down on the floor. I looked up in relief as my sister's scent flooded the room. "Matthew?" April asked in surprise as she looked down at my face. Her own was a blank space of horror. She looked pale like a ghost hit her. She had been sweating only moments before as if somehow it was hot in the room. It was as cold as a basement should be. For lack of installation of course. She moved off the bed and helped me to my knees. "Wow... it is you?" She asked in surprise before helping me to sit on the bed with her. "Where are we?" She asked and looked around at her small purgatory. "I don't know." I lied to her. I felt immediately guilty for lying to her. She had been my sister after all. I usually told her the truth. I was an honest man a
Jossie's POV: We arrived at the apartment complex Nathalie lived at. We had to walk up four flights of stairs before I realized we had to walk back down a set. I had forgotten which floor she lived on. The only reason I switched floors was because the fourth didn't ring a bell. The upper levels looked older than the bottom. Like they were slowly remodeling the floors. We knocked on the door when I was sure it was correct. Nathalie opened it up. "Hey... Jossie, Come on in..." Her eyes landed on Casimir. "You too..." Her eyes met mine again. "I sent Malaya across the hall," she whispered as she opened the door wide for us. I nodded as I entered the apartment first and Casimir was last in. I wouldn't explain to him today that Nathalie had a daughter. If he was curious he could probably find out due to all the evidence surrounding the small apartment. Nathalie locked the door behind us and we found Veronica sitting on the couch. She waved when we entered. I s
Nigal and Virgle were the two brothers stuck watching over me. I picked up that they were wolves when our scents were isolated in the elevator that seemed to be the only way in and out of that pint house. The aroma of the place seemed like it was used to being visited as the many scents that spread out in that place confused me. Nigal was the one that let me borrow his phone. They took me to the hospital in a set of vehicles that multiplied the security on me.The hospital was fifteen minutes away from where I had been staying. It was a huge building about six floors high with a huge cross on the center of its entrance side. The hospital's name was Silverback Medical Center. We stepped into a lobby where I instantly made eye contact with Artyom. He was standing nearby in a changed outfit from the last I saw him. He was thuggish looking in my eyes now. The way he stood and the men that surrounded the room but were not looking at him. They all looked the same. The uniform was black tie
Alpha Artyom's scent was fresh in the air as if he had been here within the last few hours... but he was not here when I woke up. I was back to human as well as in changed clothes. Someone had bathed me and clothed me while I was out of it. I felt different from last time... I felt a little bit calmer now... as if I were accepting what happened... Casimir is dead and there is nothing I can do to change that. I must go on because that is what he would have wanted me to do... but now all I want is to live and nurture this hunger inside me my wolf was after. There was a deep desire to cross the boarders back into Camren's territory and hunt him down... the worst part is I do not know why I felt that way... was it longing to mate with him next or was it because I wanted to kill him because he is guilty for what happened to Casimir?I changed into a fresh change of clothes since I did not want to be stuck in lounge wear. I picked out an oversized red/black stripped shirt, tank top for und
Ethan's POV:I stepped toward Cas as his last statement was more of a command for me. I would personally see that Cas at least makes it through until Camren no longer needs him. I leaned in toward Cas' wounds to sniff them. I transformed into my human form and went to pull Cas over my shoulder to carry him."What did you say?" I asked softly as his ear passed my mouth. I wanted to know the dark secret he shared with my alpha. I lifted him up without hesitating and realized he really wasn't that heavy. I felt blood gush out from his wound and realized moving him probably won't be a good idea. I rushed him back to a laying position. "Cam!" I yelled as I realized his body was growing cold. I felt for his pulse as anxiety ran through my veins. His lifeless eyes were staring back at me as I realized he wasn't... here anymore. He was with the moon goddess now. I couldn't find a pulse so I reached up and shut his eyes. I glanced around to find Camren glaring at us with disappointment in hi
Ethan's POV:I was discharched from the hospital and sent home on doctor's strict orders to rest. But my mind was too busy for resting. I wanted to go for a run but I didn't want to go alone. The only person I could think of was asking Camren to join me. I took the elevator up to his floor to give me a speedy access. There wasn't any fresh scents going to his room which meant he had no vistors and it was the time of day I would expect him in. I didn't knock when I reached his apartment, since I always knew he sensed me when I was coming for him. It was an unspoken gift he had as alpha. Cam's day room had not changed since I last saw it. Vixen was asleep on the blue couch and didn't even flinch his ears when I walked through to look for Camren. The apartment was not open floor plan as it was not within interest of any werewolf. Much less Camren, who liked the finest of things. I took the hall past his lavish kitchen and went past the closed doors for spare rooms I knew he used as offi
Life seemed to come back in my eyes. It must have been a couple of hours since I was under the influence of the medicine that was infused with the syringe. The sun broke through a cloudy bank we were crossing a wide field with nothing but the open sky and heavy snow as far as the eyes could see. I was tied down to a sled and wrapped in heavy blankets and heated pads that was keeping me warm. "She's awake," I heard someone announce that came into my view and looked me dead in the eyes as they walked beside me. The sled came to a stop as the same faces I remembered from earlier surrounded me. Their clothes were the only thing recognizable. How long have I been out of it? Where are we? How am I still alive? "It's not time for you to be awake," I recognized the leader's voice from last night come from a man that stepped into my view. "Put her back to sleep," he commanded. "No!" I shouted as someone I recognized as the same from before came into my view with another syringe. "Don't!"
Jossie's POV:"Wake up," Cas whispered in my ear. It was freezing, the only warmth came from his heat as he had me resting against his chest. I raised my head to feel something was off, my hair raised on my arms as if I was being watched. Where am I? I glanced around to find us sitting in the area I fell asleep in earlier. It was a harsh reminder we were still waiting out the storm."Something is off," Aimee whispered, she was staring outside the windows of the doors leading outside of the store. It was as if instinct kicked in she grabbed a metal napkin dispenser off of the table and got up. The lady who ran the store was still fast asleep, not far away from us. It was dark outside, long after the promised time frame of our rescue from the storm. "Stay here," Cas told me as he lifted me off his body to get up and follow Aimee toward the doors. I tried to focus my hearing, wondering what they were listening to out there. All I could hear was the wind braking against the walls. I stood
Ethan's POV: Yellow roses, sunflowers, and pink tulips were the first to be seen when I opened my eyes and raised my head slowly. Those were recognizable flowers for patients getting well in the hospital's ward. I smelled the hospital's bleach stench of sterilized equipment. I could hear the heart monitor slowly accelerating. There were get well cards by my flowers that must have come from the family. I growled lightly as flashes of that bastard defeating me went through my mind. I trembled as I tried to stay cool from ripping the room apart. "Ethan!" I heard a cheery voice say from the doorway. I faced away from the windows to see Charlotte's huge smile crossing her face. Everything paused as I took her in. My heart pounded hard in my chest. It was breathtaking to see her be the first person here after I woke up. Her bright smile promised me I was the only person to make her feel that way. I was entranced. Her curly red toned
The bullet train took us down into the city's skyscrapers built for the harsh weather amongst the mountains. This place looked like it stayed frozen year-round. The city- everything from the neon flashing signs to the tinted windows was made to withstand. The bullet train's tracks were the only thing not covered in snow since it went so fast the snow did not have time to conjugate. There were open rooftop saunas with steam so thick it was hard to make out who was using them. This town had me on edge. What kind of wolves survived here? The train led into the woods by the edge of town and came to its last stop where a small community with residents owned private weather resistant mansions. The community's buildings were thinner since the cover of trees protected them from the environment's harsh conditions. The train's station was nested twenty feet above the ground near the treetops where it would circle in a one-way loop and leave for the city. I followed Aimee off the train and
Aimee started walking to the doors and the omega rushed to open them before she could reach them. We followed in pursuit. Inside was a lounge area in front of a mahogany desk with the latest tech advanced computer gear. He wasn't at the desk. Artyom was over by a wall completely open to the cool air and an open deck leading outside to a burning fire pit. Snow melted as it came into the room causing the floors to look slick. A woman was swaying a glass of bourbon in hand at the lounge area not far away from an open bar. There was a wall full of filing cabinets that looked centuries old and covered in dust. This room wasn't used often, I could tell. It made me wonder why we were meeting here of all places. Artyom came away from the opening and it automatically started to shut as glass panes came down from the ceiling to close it off. The water built up on the ground was running off into a draining system toward the windows. He came up to the lounge area and gestured for us to sit as he