Cassandra’s point of view: Sitting beside Millie, I watched Dalton and one of the best warriors fighting a duel to instruct some of the pack members who were still lacking in some way. In case you’re wondering, I was one of them too. Today, it was my first day getting trained along with the rest of the pack. This morning, Dalton had made sure that I’d accompany him everywhere he went during the day after having breakfast. Starting with his pack work, he made me sit on the couch in his office while he completed some last minute works regarding an alliance with the neighbouring packs which seemed downright peculiar to me. Dalton was an Alpha known for always leading his pack on his own. He was even feared by the neighbouring packs. Why would he need to form a pact with the other Alphas? I knew better than to ask him about it though. So, without saying much, we’d come down here at the training field at around ten o’clock. From today onwards, I’d have to get trained along with the
Cassandra’s point of view: Dalton had all of us standing in a line, facing him. The seriousness on his face showed that his devotion to duty never wavered. Every single trace of playfulness from earlier was long gone. “We’ll start with some exercises. Jeremy, Rowan,” Dalton ordered two warriors to come forward to show us some demonstrations. Both warriors right away started illustrating the exercises that we’d have to do for the next hour or so. They did it so smoothly as though they’d done this a couple of times already. “You can all follow along.” Dalton stated, trailing his eyes across all the pack members. When his eyes met mine, I winked at him. His eyes widened for a split second, clearly not expecting that I’d have done that. Mischief danced in his eyes, but he managed to keep his face straight. Shaking my head, I put some distance between the two girls standing beside me to follow along with the exercises that Jeremy and Rowan were demonstrating. Shortly after, Dalto
Cassandra’s point of view: “Since we have only a few minutes left, we’ll do the combats in our human forms. You will each be equipped with a single weapon.” Dalton started, pointing at the side table which was filled with all types of different weapons. “Feel free to choose a weapon.” I followed the others towards the table to grab a weapon of my own. Almost everyone could familiarize themselves with at least one of the weapons. But, I couldn’t say the same about me. While they knew which weapon they could use to its efficacy, I wasn’t even aware which one I could use to my advantage. Ashley flashed me a smug smirk when she noticed my hesitance and confusion in selecting my desired weapon. As if she’d always chosen the weapon she’d laid her hand on, she picked it up. It was a single spiked ball attached to a handle by a metal chain. A flail! How did she even lift that up from the table? That looked heavy as fuck! And she held it up as though it weighed nothing in her hand. Okay,
Cassandra’s point of view: “Alpha Dalton -” Ashley scrambled towards Dalton. Dalton raised a hand to silence her. She stilled completely before bowing her head in obedience. The dark energy that had been controlling me slowly retreated back as though it hadn’t even been there at all. I felt like it could tell I wasn’t in any kind of danger anymore. I couldn’t say the same about my wolf. Sierra was still there. “You’re both punished! Do 20 laps of the training field… in your human form.” Dalton announced firmly, meeting my eyes when he said the last part. He left no space for any further discussion. I glanced down, feeling guilty. I was at fault for letting this thing within me dominate me and the whole situation. Bowing to Dalton to show him that I accepted the punishment, I started running. I deserved this punishment, I thought. ‘No, you don’t.’ Sierra disagreed. ‘Sierra, please…’ I pleaded to my wolf, not wanting to argue with her. I blocked her off. I wanted to clear my
Cassandra’s point of view: It’s been two days since I’d last seen Dalton. He wasn’t around to direct the pack training. It was one of the best warriors who trained us for the past two days. I didn’t get to see him at all during the day nor at night. It felt like he just went missing all of a sudden or was he avoiding me on purpose? Why would he do that though? Either way, I didn’t like that he wasn’t there and that I couldn’t see him. I wandered across the stream, admiring the view from up here. The bittersweet moment I’d shared with Dalton back then flashed into my mind. Looking back over my shoulders at the specific spot where we’d first shared a kiss, where we’d first felt this strange pull drawing us closer, I felt my heart skip a beat. The emotions I’d felt since then whenever Dalton was around me seemed too real to just ignore as some kind of physical attraction. It got to be more than that but what? If only I could talk to someone about my feelings, about the strange ye
Cassandra’s point of view: “You know this creature?” Dalton sounded shocked that I'd identified it. “Well no… I mean yes but I’ve only seen them in movies.” I was confused to see one here, in the middle of a pack of wolves. “Do you know how to defeat it?” He stared at me, hoping to hear me say yes. I wasn’t so sure if I knew how to defeat one. From the movies I’ve seen, zombies are different and the ways to defeat them varies depending on their strength and abilities. ‘Go, take a look.’ The familiar voice within me commanded, surging above, ready to take complete control. “I need a closer look.” I stated, making my way down the mountain and heading straight towards it. I wasn’t the one speaking. I was being influenced by this dark energy yet again but Dalton wasn’t aware of it. ‘Are you sure you want to get near that thing?’ Dalton’s voice drifted in my mind. ‘It might look frightening but it should be easy to deal with it… but first, I need to check its strength.’ I replied.
Cassandra's point of view: Not only me but the warriors standing behind me were shocked to hear him begging us for his death. But, they didn't, not even once, relaxed their posture. They stood tall and stiff, ready to take charge if needed. "Why do you want us to kill you?" I asked the zombie. It was quite hard to breathe in the same air as him since his mouth stink. Yet, I held on, hoping to get the answers the dark energy within me was hoping to hear. "They tortured us." His voice softened as though he was re-living every moment he'd suffered. He had sounded gruff at first but then, his voice had turned more... human. 'What is he talking about? They... who?' I questioned the voice within me. Unlike earlier, it ignored me. "Who tortured you?" I heard myself questioning the zombie instead. "I don't know them. They took us from our homes and imprisoned us." He answered me as if he felt obliged to obey me. That was weird! I couldn't help but think. "Where?" The dark energy wit
Cassandra’s point of view: I stood in the dungeons corridor, feeling at a loss as to what had happened and as to what to do next. Now that the thing within me wasn't hanging above the surface anymore, I felt stunned with the warriors staring at me as though waiting for my next command. Their Alpha was injured and with their Beta in a coma, they were clueless without a leader to guide them during such a strange experience with an unseen human turned into some sort of a creature. The enormity of the situation I had just handled was sinking in. Taking in a deep breath, I said, "Until Alpha Dalton doesn't get to the root of this problem, don't tell anyone about it. This man might be wrong about the Moon Howlers."I looked through the small squared window at the human who was currently lying down on the cold concrete floor even when there was a bed in the room. I'd made sure to keep him in a room the furthest away from the rogues imprisoned here. He shouldn't know that we're werewolve
Cassandra’s point of view: Dalton saw red and impulsively dashed across to punch Levi in the face but Levi raised his hand and with one flick of his finger, Dalton was sent soaring back in the air.He landed flat on his back, his head brutally hitting the ground, knocking him out cold. A pool of blood soon formed around his upper body.Levi must have used an incantation on Dalton.Seeing this, I felt a burst of negative energy but instead of acting on my own; I clenched my hands and gritted my teeth together to hold still.Dalton would be alright. I could still feel our mate bond. But, the mere thought that he was left stranded over there on the ground, took everything in me not to run to his help.Hecate and Levi’s eyes were fixed on me. I knew better than to let myself get distracted by them at this point. They played with us for ten years but I won’t let them play with us anymore. They might find it amusing to see true mates being apart but I’d show them what an enraged mate could
Cassandra’s point of view: “I don’t like this… the moment Alpha Dalton told me that we’d be following this witch’s directions; I wasn’t ready at all but…” Alpha Maddox complained. “I don’t like it one bit.”“Neither do I, Alpha Maddox.” Alpha Eric whispered, agreeing with the old man. “But what are we supposed to do? She may not be one of our kind, but she has always helped Alpha Blaze.”Shoving his hands into his pockets, Alpha Eric added with a resolute shrug, “As long as she doesn’t betray us, I guess we’d be alright.”Everyone could hear them talking… even Patricia but she didn’t seem like she gave a fuck about their opinions.I pursed my lips at the two Alphas and looked at Dalton. ‘Don’t you think we made a mistake asking Alpha Maddox to come along with us?’‘He can be a bit orthodox but –’‘A bit…?’ I arched an eyebrow at my mate.‘Okay, I’ll be honest… he’s the most orthodox Alpha I’ve ever known but he’s also one of the most experienced one among us. And I had to inform him
Cassandra’s point of view: Around us, the darkness was absolute, the silence oppressive.We could see perfectly well but Dalton, Alpha Blaze and the pack warriors couldn’t see us anymore. We made them hide in certain spots where they wouldn’t be seen from here.Together with Lucas, I stepped inside the tunnel leading towards the Moon Howlers’ secret hide-out. Observing our surroundings well before invading their spot, we had each others’ backs.Nothing could be heard from this far but the moment we reached mid-way inside the tunnel; we started hearing hush voices except it wasn’t whispering anymore when we focused on those voices using our primordials’ powers.Lucas held my wrist to stop me and then, pulled me to the side. We stood with our backs to the ceramic tiled wall as we listened in to the conversation.It was Levi… he was speaking to someone.“Everything is going as planned. We need one more week before we’d be ready to take over the werewolf race.” Levi explained to someone.
Cassandra’s point of view: Lucas tackled me to the ground. Breathing hard, I closed my eyes and took a moment to calm my pounding heart.“Come on, get up! We won’t stop until you get this right.” Lucas shouted.I groaned miserably as I forced my body to move.We’ve been practicing for hours… getting trained and getting accustomed with my primordial powers. With the help of Lucas, I’ve been able to get my wolves to work together – well to a certain extent.But, I was determined to make myself well-matched with Lucas in terms of his primordial powers. We needed to get this done, together, for the unprecedented battle awaiting us.Warlocks were known to be one of the most powerful beings to have ever existed on earth. They were stronger, fiercer and vile than witches.Among the werewolf kind, the primordials and the Lycans were at par but relatively, primordials were more dominate and tougher.Distracted, I glanced up when I caught a whiff of Dalton’s enticing scent. I looked in that sp
Cassandra’s point of view: “Cassandra, I love you.” He confessed, his voice sounded steady, assured. He meant it. Surprised, I looked at him. His eyes tried to smile, but his lips remained fixed in a stark, upside down frown as though he feared my reaction to his sudden confession. I didn’t need to hear it. I could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He was nervous. The anger I’d felt vanished into thin air, replaced with a whole lot of emotions… feelings… All that crap, which didn’t seem so much like crap right now when his was the heart that was twisting and aching and mine were the anger evaporating into unshed tears. When I smiled at him through my tears, I felt a rush of relief go through him before he returned the gesture. He closed the short distance between us and slid his arm over my shoulders, pulling me into his arms. I leaned into his embrace with a blissful sigh. I regretted wearing my clothes. I would do anything to strip my body as bare as his. But I could st
Dalton’s point of view: I woke up at nine feeling a lot better than I’d felt last night. It had taken me a second to remember everything that had happened, but hearing Cassandra’s contented sigh, and feeling her long, slim leg slide between mine as she draped herself over me in her sleep, everything had come flooding back into my mind. My lips tugged up into a smile, happy that I’d spent last night with her… I believed we both needed to be together, needed to feel one another’s warmth, scent and comforting presence after that whole ordeal with her parents and Alpha Julian. Looking down at her, my heart skipped a beat. Damn. I was so whipped for her... I never thought I’d ever find her, my destined mate, before but now that I’d found her, I’d do anything for her. Anything! I slowly and gently tucked a strand of her hair that had covered part of her left cheek behind her left ear. Smiling as I gazed down at her beautiful face, I softly rubbed her cheek with my thumb. She leaned m
Cassandra’s point of view: My finger was wet with his body’s essence, and I lifted it to my mouth, tasting the salty flavor of him while staring right into his eyes confidently. Dalton reached down and tangled his hand in my hair, never taking his eyes off me. Hungry for more, I began to pull his shorts down, carefully, deliberately slow, lifting them over that throbbing ridge of flesh. I let my hand brush against his cock, watching his rippling stomach muscles flex in reaction. Holding my breath, I drew the shorts all the way down, revealing inch after glorious inch of him. “Fuck,” I couldn’t help cussing in a whisper, needing to take a moment to stare at the male beauty before me. I inhaled, but my breath didn’t seem to reach my lungs; I felt dizzy, light-headed. So weak with desire I had the urge to climb up and impale myself on him now, right now, without any further delays. But, I also wanted to taste him. To pleasure him the way he’d pleasured me. So I leaned closer, close
Cassandra’s point of view: Looking down at Dalton, stunned, as always by his sexy masculinity, his alluring presence and his enticing scent, I paused to acknowledge that I’d reached one of those important moments in my life where I’d had to make a decision which would change the course of my life, either in a good way or in a bad way.No matter whatever else happened in the future though, I had no doubt – none, zero – that this decision would live on in my memories forever and definitely as a sweet good memory. Swiftly yet smoothly picking me up in his arms, Dalton dashed back inside the pack house, across hallways and several rooms before we’d reached his bedroom within seconds.Shortly after, we were in his bed.He had me straddling him while he laid there, watching me. His seductive eyes filled with desire, bore into mine.“Come here,” he ordered, reaching up and sinking his hands in my hair.I let him pull me down, needing to taste him.Our lips met, softly, more tenderly than w
Dalton’s point of view: I tossed and turned in my bed, my sleep repeatedly interrupted by thoughts regarding Cassandra, her parents and Alpha Julian. Why did they have to come get her? I sat up with a tired sigh. I might as well get up if I wasn’t going to get any sleep. It wasn’t even night time anymore. It was like four in the morning already. I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t slept at all. That was a first. Deciding to go for a walk around the pack house to calm down, I got out of bed and left my bedroom. I hadn’t realized when I’d descended the stairs to the floor below mine but I soon found myself walking down the hallway about to cross Cassandra’s bedroom. Was she asleep? It was pretty early for her to be up and around but knowing her… I fisted my right hand, readying myself to knock on her bedroom door to check on her but then, I shook my head and stepped back. Sighing, I chose to go to the courtyard. I needed to get those unwanted wandering thoughts out of my mind. There