***Zayn Meyer’s POV***Werewolves and Demons weren’t always enemies. Once upon a time, years ago before the war, we lived together in the same town. We helped each other and saw each other as allies.We even interbred. It was all perfect. Well, too perfect because it all then went to hell.I was 13 years old when that dark day came. I have nightmares about that day every single night, and each time, I wake up in cold sweat, breathing heavily, with the vivid image of my father's heart being ripped out of his chest by a werewolf.The town we all lived in together was called “Beacon”. It was the largest society of the werewolf and demon species. Hundreds of different packs of werewolves, and even more legions of demons dwelt in Beacon in peace and harmony.There were two leaders of this great town; my father and Harvey Martins. They ruled with wisdom and love until one day envy and insecurity poisoned the heart of the Lycan. He noticed that everyone was listening more to my father and
***Lara Zane’s POV***I am currently in a car alone with Ashton Martins as we drive to the Demon Territory. My sister, Zoe was able to convince our parents to agree to what I was proposing; which was for me to stay in the Demon Territories for a while. Tessa also helped, for it was not a one-man mission.They finally agreed but under a few conditions, and one of those conditions included Ashton Martins escorting me, seeing where I would be staying and who would be hosting me while I stayed miles away from them.The other conditions include me calling them three times a week and visiting on the holidays. They also had a long talk about who I should let touch my body, which was the weirdest conversation I have had in my life. I am not allowed to date any demon under no circumstances, and if I feel like I am in danger in any way, I should find a way to get back home no matter what.I am glad they are letting me do this, but being stuck in a car with Ashton as my babysitter is not how I
“Say that again and I will show why the war was won by werewolves and not demons,” Ashton says bravely as he takes a step closer to the guard.“That’s enough!” I hear a familiar voice and I look in the direction of the source. It’s Zayn Meyer, the demon king.The guard immediately takes a step backward from Ashton and apologizes to his leader.“Nice to see you again, Lara,” Zayn says to me as a small smile clings to his lips. I smile back in response.He is sitting on top of a high dark horse, and Bunny is next to him riding a similar one. She is staring daggers at Ashton, and if her eyes could kill, he would have been dead already.“What is this young man doing here with you?” Zayn gets off his horse and walks toward us. Bunny follows closely behind but she does not get off her horse.Everyone except Zayn seems tense and on high alert. The guards are holding long battle spears in their hands, ready to attack if just given the chance.“I am Ashton Martins, son of Harvey Martins. I am
***Harvey Martins’ POV***I rise from my glorious throne and the beta turns his face away from me in fear, as he should.“He has eaten nothing at all?” I ask the beta as he leads me out of the room, and he replies slowly, “Yes, my lord.”There are only five people alive who know that I have been holding a demon captive. They are all werewolves obviously, or I would have had an invasion from Zedd’s son in minutes.The little bastard is just like his father; fearless, and a pain in the a**.Both of my children, one of each of their most loyal betas, and I are the only ones with this delicate knowledge. I can’t trust any more than five people, and my children have been warned strongly to keep this secret as they keep their lives.I don’t like staying in this town, it brings back so many pre-war memories. At first, Beacon was the only town we had, but then I decided to create more towns after I drove out all the demons. With hundreds of packs, almost fifty towns, and each pack having a p
***Lara Zane’s POV***The elevator makes a distinct sound when it comes to a stop and the automated doors then open. Bunny is the first to walk out, followed by me.“Wow,” I say in awe as I look around. We are in the penthouse and I can’t emphasize how luxurious and breathtaking it is!“Welcome to your humble new home,” I hear a familiar voice, and when I look towards the lovely living room, I see Zayn standing with his hands in his pockets. The lighting is perfect and he looks like a Greek god.He has a smirk on his face and looks almost as excited as I am to show me the penthouse.“This is amazing,” I confess, and Bunny chuckles lowly.“It is more than amazing,” Zayn says as he walks in our direction. The marble tiles are smooth and shiny, I have not seen any like them in my life. The windows are floor-to-ceiling, and very huge; allowing enough natural light to pour into the place.There is so much space and the theme is cream and white. “You like it?” He captures my attention, a
A bada** wolf? I laugh at what Bunny just said, though deep down, I feel a sense of new hope. I have never thought of it that way. Could she be right?Or maybe I just want her to be right so I won’t feel broken and like an outcast. “When was the last time that the Moon goddess chose a 16-year-old to be a mate to an alpha?” Bunny questions me, and I scan my mind for an answer.“Um…” I can’t remember the last time that happened, or if it has ever happened before. Holy cow! They could be right! I could actually be special.“You can’t answer that question because it has never happened before…at least in your lifetime. Lara, you are a rare occurrence,” Zayn tells me, and I can't help but smile.“Aww, you look adorable when you realize your worth,” Bunny coos, and I roll my eyes playfully. Zayn laughs in response, and I narrow my eyes at him.“When did you say that we begin training again?” I ask him and he smirks.“I think you know the answer to that,” He replies smoothly, and then he s
“Higher,” Azula says to me as she raises her hand higher for me to kick as a target.I don’t know whether this is a flexibility exercise or just torture, but either way, this is hell.“I can’t go any higher!” I complain, but she ignores me.“Higher!” She says in a strong voice, and I try to do as she says even though it is nearly impossible.I have been training for almost an hour with her while Bunny and Zayn lay on the perfectly mowed grass as they watch me in entertainment. They were even brought food by a few guards some minutes ago, so I get to watch them eat while I am starving.My legs are sore and aching. My clothes are drenched in sweat and my heart is racing due to how much I have been exerting myself. I feel like I could pass out any minute now.“I said higher!” Azula tells me in an unforgiving tone. I try to do as she says by kicking higher so I can hit her hand which she is using as the target, but I just end up failing, it’s too high.“Please, I can’t,” I stop so I can
I watch Azula and Zayn chase after Bunny as she storms away pissed. She is so angry but mostly hurt. Imagine being lied to about losing someone that you loved, only to find out that that loved one has been alive the whole time but is being tortured. She could have done something.I finally snap out of my small trance and I follow the small group until we all reach Bunny. “Bunny…” Azula stops her by grabbing her shoulder, causing her to stop moving. They look each other in the eyes and Bunny breaks.“I don’t get it, I don’t get why Zayn had to lie to me for all these years,” She cries and Azula pulls her in for a hug. “Because I wanted to avoid this,” Zayn says. “You would have never been okay with just waiting for the right time to get Hamish back,” He adds. “That’s the thing, Zayn. I get that you are the Demon King, but there are certain things that you do not get to call the shots for. You do not get to make the hard choices that belong to someone else,” Azula tells Zayn, and h
“Come on, guys. You have Lara and me out here waiting like kids waiting to open up gifts on Christmas morning!” Zayn exclaimed, causing everyone to laugh. The door suddenly opened by itself and my eyes widened mildly. “Did that door just open by itself?” I took a step back, and Ashton and Zoe were amused by my reaction. The door opened wider and a golden retriever jumped out of the car, almost giving me a heart attack. “Gosh!” I exclaimed as I held Zayn’s arm tightly. “I’m not going to lie, I was a bit startled when that dog came out.” Zayn laughed lightly. “So that’s the surprise, huh? A doggie.” Zayn bend down and played with the dog. I had a small fear of dogs. One bit me when I was a kid and since then I have been terrified of them. No matter how cute and cuddly they were, I stayed my distance away from them. The golden retriever kept licking and jumping on Zayn like it had known him for years. “The doggie is a surprise but not for you guys, he’s for the kids.” Ashton
It was Christmas day, the 25th of December. Werewolves were howling in celebration even though it was the sun that was up. Carols were being played and families were together. The air was warm, the sky was crystal blue, and the day was perfect. Where did the Werewolf Territory take the concept of Christmas when we believed in the Moon goddess? We adopted it thousands of years ago when humans once lived amongst us. They celebrated our holidays and so we did the same, as a show of respect. That was when the word Christmas entered the vocabulary of the Werewolf Territory. And since then, we have celebrated the day and passed on the tradition from generation to generation. The Christmas tree in the living room was lit up and gifts were scattered under it. All the kids were up and sat eagerly next to their presents, waiting for us to give them the go-ahead to start opening up them. The air was filled with anticipation and joy. A hot cup of chocolate sat in my hand and Zayn was drinki
My claws immediately sprang forth from underneath my fingernails, and a growl escaped my mouth. “What the hell are you doing here? You should be in prison.” I was on the verge of wolfing out. It was not like I felt threatened by Jacob, but I did not like the fact that he was in our mansion without us even knowing. The kids were literally right across the hall from there. “Please. Please calm down and let me explain,” He begged. He placed the box of chocolate on the kitchen island and took a step toward us.“Not another step, buddy. I won’t hesitate to rip you to pieces.” Zayn threatened him, and he gulped as he nodded. My wolf had not gotten any real action for a while and it was yearning for some. I usually trained in the training room with Zoe and the others almost every Saturday though my wolf wanted more. “Start explaining.” I breathed out a short sigh as I continued to keep my wolf at bay.“Okay. Okay. But first, promise not to kick me out, please?” His eyes were pleading. I
‘You can’t save me, she-wolf.’ The words echoed in my head as I stared into Alex’s sad eyes. He looked convinced that he was beyond saving and that seemed to scare me a bit. He was too sure.“But at least let me try,” I begged him. He scoffed. “What are you even going to do? Bring my wife back?” He rose to his feet. “For now, Lara, just let me try to figure out the journey I’m on emotionally. I will go back to my pack…eventually.” “Okay.” I did not push him. And he did have a point. What was I going to do to save him? I was not a superhero. I did not have special powers. I was just a she-wolf that cared deeply for people.And apparently, that was called a hero mentality; wanting to help everyone to the point where sometimes I didn’t even regard myself. Alex may have said it while he was lashing out but I think he was right: He had been a leader way longer than I had. I may have been queen but that was just a nice coating, deep inside, I was still an omega. “It’s kind of late, I th
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A few seconds of silence filled the home theatre because the cartoon could not play forever, obviously. The projector was now off and the fancy inbuild lights on the ceiling were on. Alex sat next to me and played with his fingers nervously. He looked slightly uncomfortable but a look of determination also could be seen on his face. “For starters, I have two questions.” I began, and he turned his full attention to me. “Shoot.”“First one is what you mean when you said that I have earned the right or privilege to ask you about anything?” I raised one of my eyebrows. He smiled weakly. “Lara, you have become family. You have proven to me that you can be trusted and that you are willing to go through hell to protect my son. Do we have to do the whole ‘I am a blessing’ stuff over again?” He chuckled, and I could not help but laugh lightly. “No, thank you,” I refused as I continued to laugh. “That is why I came back here after I lashed out at you. You did not deserve that; you have be
I sat down next to Alex and the smell of his cologne filled my nose. It was a strong scent but I really liked it though. The black-and-white cartoon playing on the projector was aesthetically pleasing. It reminded me of the past. Not just any past, or mine. But like the 1960s. Weird because I was not even alive at that time but that was the vibe I got from looking at Mickey Mouse doing funny dances while in black-and-white color. “You said you wanted to talk?” Alex smiled weakly as intrigue smeared his facial features. He was wearing a hoodie that looked great on him. If we were not about to talk about serious matters, I would have asked him where he got it. “Yeah, but you go first. What do you want to talk about?” I adjusted myself in my seat and made myself comfortable enough. My attention was trained on him as I awaited him to speak. “You sure?” “Yeah, go ahead.” I encouraged him. I was curious as to what he wanted to talk to me about. But I already knew what I wanted to talk
I crossed my legs and watched Gene and Zayn sip lemonade from the glasses that were brought by the male helper. I was very invested in Gene’s backstory. I wanted to know more. “You have not touched your lemonade, dear,” Gene pointed out and we both glanced at the tall glass that was filled with the yellowy-sugary drink. “Her teeth hurt when she drinks lemonade,” Zayn explained politely, and I smiled involuntarily. He placed his hand over mine on the couch and a warm feeling filled my chest. “Sorry,” I mouthed to Gene but she brushed me off lightly. “Oh, that’s alright. You should have told me.” She crossed her legs too. “Would you like me to send for water?” “No, it’s okay. Don’t trouble yourself.” I played with the tips of my hair. “You said that the Silver Moon pack has unspoken laws?” “Uh, yeah. Laws that have been passed down from generation to generation. It’s not written and posted somewhere but it’s in the hearts of all the inhabitants of Rocky. I learned about those laws
Smiles. Laughter. Joy. A lightness filled the air as Alex got out of the detective’s car. Snow fell from the sky and soon made white patches on his hair. His face was flushed and he had a smile so bright, that it could light up a dark night. The light humming of the car lingered in the air, and detective Stone and her wife got out of the car seconds later with cheerful looks on their faces. Bunny and the others joined us outside and Liam was out of words when his eyes landed on his dad. He glanced at me and his lips parted in disbelief. “Thank you,” He mouthed, and then turned his attention back to Alex. Liam watched his dad approach him and his eyes became glossy as they threatened to spill tears. He kept clenching and unclenching his jaw, and I could tell that he was trying his best to stop himself from crying. When Alex closed the distance between him and his son, they hugged each other tightly, and the scene made me teary. Zayn wrapped his right arm around my torso and pulled