Emily’s POV Sneaking out of the house had been quite easy as it wasn’t Mrs. Fabian at the gate but the old Mr. Jones who was fast asleep and didn’t even notice when I snuck out. The only part that was quite difficult was running past the guards lodge, knowing fully well that about ten security officials were there. But I managed to do that successfully without anyone of them noticing my presence. When I was much younger, my siblings called me ‘the fox’ due to my ability to run silently. By 11:00pm I was out of the wealthy residential area and was walking as fast as I could on the bad roads of downtown Haven. Unlike my side of town which was quiet and lonely at night, downtown Haven was still buzzing. Although I knew that everyone on the road and streets were either gangsters, ruffians, prostitutes or drug-pushers. I wasn’t scared at all because I knew that I couldn’t be hurt by anyone of them. Even when a couple of them approached me, all I had to do was
Blade’s POVI spent the next ten minutes sitting on my couch, wondering why Emily had been with Dexter at the horsemen fountain, and although I knew there were about a hundred innocent reasons why, I still bothered myself until I decided to quit being jealous and overprotective and push it out of my mind. To my utmost shock, when I checked the hidden chamber in my pendulum clock, the necklace was missing and I was a hundred percent sure that it had been there. Could Susan had taken it? But why? Speaking of Susan, it was about three weeks since she left and I had offered her just a two-week leave. Susan wasn’t the type to disobey and even if she wanted to extend her leave i knew she would have called to inform either me or Dexter. Susan would have been a great help in finding my necklace, but since she wasn’t around, I had to find it myself. I checked my room again and after I had turned everywhere upside down, I stormed outside in annoyance and frustration.
Blade’s POV It was getting dark now and I could see the early stars peeping out of the sky and I still wasn’t sure of my destination. I knew Susan lived at the other end of town after the green meadows. It was the only area which had not changed at all. There were still farm animals dung littered all over the ground and most of the houses were small bungalows with henhouses beside them. Susan had told me that their house was the biggest around here as it was the only storey building. Ten minutes later, the sputtering of my motorbike came to an end at the front of a brick building which had an upper floor. Beside the house was a ranch and at the other end of the yard was a little greenhouse. Behind the house was a black lake which had been barricaded with a short wooden fence. It was late now and most of the lights in the brick house were turned on which meant that someone was around. I didn’t know why but I felt hesitant to knock and request fo
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