BLADE FERGUSON I waited a while in the diner in order to calm my rising temper. It was still shocking to believe that Dexter was behind everything. Although I had always known that Dexter despised me more than anything in the world yet I never knew he was capable of such wickedness. Over the past six years, I had beared the guilt of killing my father who had been the best person I had ever known. The guilt had been what had driven me to flee my pack and seek for a new life elsewhere. It was no surprise that fate brought me back to Haven to reveal the truth and expose that bastard, Dexter. My phone buzzed in my hand and I looked down at it to see a text message . It was from Dexter. “I have your moonlight elixir.” I scoffed. That Bastard. I knew he was only playing parlor tricks with me. He had always been so deceitful but the thought of him killing our father out of jealousy still bugged me. It was twenty five minutes past eleven and I just re
Emily’s POV“Are you okay?” I looked up and met the questioning eyes of both my parents. “Hmhm..” I replied with a slight nod and I resumed my thinking. Dad cleared his throat. “Emily, is anything the matter?” I shook my head. “Then why aren’t you eating?” Dad asked. “Since you woke up, you’ve been acting strange, are you sure you’re fine?” “Yes Dad.” I replied, slightly offended that they were interrupting my thoughts. I wiped my mouth and rose from the dining chair. “Thanks Mum… the brunch was amazing.” “How would you know that when you didn’t even taste it?” Mum was clearly annoyed. “I-I-I’m just uhm… I don’t have an appetite right now.” I turned around and headed upstairs. “And where are you going?” Mum inquired. “To my room,” I said as I marched up the staircases. “Hope you’re…” I didn’t bother to listen to the rest of what Mum had to say as I slammed my room door shut. Heaving a sigh of relief, I walked to my table and
Emily’s POVTheir voices became louder and although I couldn’t hear what they were saying, I could tell that they were having a heated argument. Dexter was mad and was throwing things at the Ripper who appeared to be the calmer of the two. I kept my eyes glued to the Ripper and I wished he could stare at me with those dark eyes of his like he had done at the party months ago. Dexter was yelling orders to his betas present and they began to encircle the Ripper. Harrison came from behind Dexter and handed a glistening bottle to Dexter. He rose the bottle up in the air and began talking in a harsh tone to the Ripper. Much to my surprise, Dexter smashed the bottle on the ground and the Ripper’s deep furious growl echoed in the dark. In sheer annoyance, he tried to grab Dexter but was prevented by the six betas who immediately blocked him from Dexter. I watched as the Ripper beat the living daylights out of the betas, flinging them in the air
Blade’s POVI woke up panting and sweating profusely from head to toe. It had been over three months since I had dreamt of anything. No surprise that after such a long break, I would have a terrifying dream of being chased by my own wolf. The cold wind blew against my skin, sending chills down my spine. For the umpteenth time, I had slept on the bench outside Camila’s cottage. I stared at my phone and was astonished to see that it was five minutes past five in the morning. I couldn’t believe that I had been asleep for almost ten hours. Struggling to rise from the bench, I used my good hand to pick up my phone and the little journal beside me and then, I walked inside the cottage wincing from the arrow wound on my left shoulder. Going back inside turned out to be a bad decision as my skin reddened gradually due to the warmth of the house which wasn’t quite suitable for my extremely sensitive skin. I turned on the lights and saw Maia sleeping on the
Emily’s POV There was no place in the world that I hated more than that shitty enormous building which we called our pack house. I hated everything about it, from the expensive floors to the high artistic ceilings and the gold portraits on the walls but to be honest, what I hated the most was the people in there. I hated the wide smiles on their faces, I hated the way they all acted like one big family and the way they took pleasure in trivial things like going hunting and joining stupid groups. My hatred for my pack began years ago, probably from the day I was born. Mum had always told me of how I cried nonstop when I was born and I so much wanted to tell her that it was because I hated what I saw and I had wanted to go back. The limousine stopped at the parking lot beside other cars and trucks. There was absolutely no doubt that we were one of the wealthiest families in the pack. Besides the Ferguson’s and Beta Harrison’s family, the Austins were at the t
Alpha Blade POVMy eyes went to the wrist watch on my hand and I couldn’t help but notice that Emily was forty minutes late. A pint of beer was dropped on my table and when I looked up, my eyes met the stern eyes of the old lady that owned the coffee shop. “You shouldn’t have come here, Blade.” She said. “It’s too risky.” She was right, coming here or even replying Emily’s text was clearly dangerous but I really wanted to see her, to watch her eyes twinkle again and listen to her rant about the weather or explain the facial expressions of people around. She was quite the company and right now, that was something I needed. “I know but I stupidly trust her,” I said in a downcast tone. The old lady looked deep into my eyes as though she wanted to pry out information from me and then at last, she exhaled. “I have never known you to be such a lover boy.” I scoffed. “I have never seen this side of myself, either. These few days have made me come to realize
Emily’s PovI was so happy, relieved and excited and I couldn’t believe how today had taken a shocking turn from a livingnightmare to the best daydream ever. According to Blade, Mathilda was fine and was receiving treatments at the hospital which was a huge relief to my burdened mind but what actually pleased me the most was the fact that Blade was innocent of all the charges that had been placed on him. At least he had said that he hadn’t done them and I couldn’t doubt him because of how much I loved him. “Today is literally the best day of my life, everything has turned out perfectly. It seems too good to be true.” I said with extreme delight. “Mathilda’s fine and we’re also fine.” I saw something in his facial expression which drew my attention. The moment I had mentioned about us being fine, a sad look wafted through his entire face. “Why are you with that long face?” I asked. He smiled faintly. “Well, you’re right. We are fine, at least for now.”“What do you
Emily’s POV I walked out of the coffee shop after saying goodnight to the old lady. The time on my phone said ten minutes to eight and I knew that I was in real trouble as dinner time was by eight and there was no way that I could make it back on time. Blade was still talking to the old lady who appeared to be annoyed for reasons I had no idea of but that wasn’t even bothering me as I couldn’t get the thought of losing Blade out of my mind. The fear of it made me quite unsettled but it also gave me more determination to steal the necklace from Dexter. I looked up at the night sky and i made a silent prayer to the moon goddess. For the first time in my life, I had found someone that I could trust and confide in, someone whom I couldn’t let go of and I didn’t want to lose him. From behind, Blade wrapped his arms around me and looked up at the sky. “What are you doing?” “Staring at the stars,” I replied, unwilling to tell him that I was actually praying for