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: It was as if he had always been in my life and I’d just been on hiatus – waiting for him to come back. We fumbled backwards against the door to my bedroom… pushed it open. My room had been cleaned for the day, and my bed had been freshly made by the servants. Dalton lowered me down upon it, his hands running through my hair, on my body, hungry to touch, hungry for me. It felt good to be in his arms again. It felt so right. This was why it had hurt so much when he had stayed away from me for the past two days – because I’d felt as if I’d been losing a part of myself. All the confusing thoughts and puzzling emotions I’d feel about him would go away when he’d be with me. His presence felt divine enough to make me feel so at peace that I’d forget about anything else. He had this charismatic presence that would distract anyone. That must be because he’s an Alpha… that would explain why I’d always feel like this around him. It couldn’t be just me! Yeah, that’
Dalton’s point of view: Cassandra lay in my arms on her bed and I couldn’t help but turn and kiss the top of her head. To have her here with me… safe, no longer on the pack grounds with that creature running loose, but here, and secure, no longer in danger… she had no idea how that made me feel. She’s back where she’s always belonged and where she’d always belong. In my arms! I’d watched the warriors take me away and had searched for Cassandra through the people leaning above me while they laid me down on that hospital bed. I’d peered over the heads of the people, waiting for Cassandra, waiting to see her pushing her way through, looking for me. But she hadn’t, and I’d begun to fear the worst. Had something happened? Why would she stay behind to face that creature? I know she might be able to control that thing much more than me but the mere thought of her facing that creature alone chilled me to the core. It even made my wolf restless. Once the nurses and the pack doctor had fu
Dalton’s point of view: We’d spent the last fifteen minutes or so laying in her bed while she explained everything that the creature had told her. “So, you’ve got that creepy thing locked in the dungeons?” My eyes went wide in surprise. “How did you even get that creature down there? Did no one see it?” She threw me a pointed look. “He’s a human, not a thing.” I gulped and then, nodded. “You’re right.” “Well, it seemed like he knew a lot about the experiments the Moon Howlers were doing on some humans they’ve captured and imprisoned.” She stated. “You might want to investigate him, that’s why I got him locked down there.” “That was a wise thing to do.” I gave her back a gentle rub. “What do you think you’re doing?” She narrowed her eyes down at me. “W-What?” I cleared my throat to hide that I’d actually stuttered. But from the looks of it, she caught onto it. Dang it! “Are you really patting me like a dog right now?” She asked with a faint growl. Her eyes flashed blue, alert
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