There is always the other side to whatever you experience in this world…
Cassandra’s point of view: When we reached the pack house, it was awfully quiet. Everyone had been already warned to stay inside in case Marcus was up to something. When it came to Marcus, Dalton didn’t want to take any chance. He didn’t trust that guy at all. Someone who could betray his own Alpha could pretty much harm his own pack members. The attack last time showed the level at which Marcus could degrade to just to harm the ones who wouldn’t let him have his way. “Get inside, Cassandra. If you need anything, I’ll be right here.” Jeremy told me as he waited for me to get inside the pack house before closing the front door behind me. I peeked outside through the side window to find him standing right by the front door, guarding the pack house. How will I go out if he’s standing there? He’d definitely tell Dalton if he catches me outside. I would have to think about another way to go out. Several kinds of ideas began crossing my mind as I returned to my bedroom. When I opene
Cassandra’s point of view: A growl vibrated from my throat before I could stop it, my wolf reacting to the presence of a rogue by immediately getting into a defensive stance. The rogue crouched down a bit as though preparing to lunge itself at me. I recognized the threat but refused to step back, growling even louder. At this point, I didn’t care if Dalton heard my growl from up ahead. A rumble coasted from the rogue’s chest, body turning rigid at the threat I posed. My gaze narrowing as the rogue stared back at me. Any levelheaded werewolf would have retreated back, recognizing he had no chance of fighting here and should find ways to get himself out of the situation. But I wasn’t any kind of levelheaded werewolf. I lifted my chin, kept staring into those green piercing eyes of his and held my ground. It was exactly the picture of someone who stubbornly refused to retreat. I bared my teeth at it. So did the rogue, teeth sharper and longer. Its claws were next, black and curve
Cassandra’s point of view: “What happened? Why did you stop?” Lucas asked, not having seen or sensed another werewolf, an Alpha at that, ahead of us.But, I couldn’t take my eyes off Dalton. My heart skipped a beat right when his gaze met mine from across. I watched as his eyes widened at the sight of me. Shortly after, his jaw grew tensed. He glared at me, making me take a step back before taking another.I wasn't ready to face him, I realized. When I made no such move to close the distance between us, Dalton stormed towards me making me take several steps back. It was then that Lucas saw him approaching us. "Who is he? Do you know him? Why is he looking at you like that? Is he the man you've been searching?" Lucas bombarded me with questions."No, he's my Alpha." That was all I needed to say for Lucas to step out of Dalton's way. Every werewolf knows that coming in between a furious Alpha and his pack member when you were not part of the pack meant direct death. And, Lucas was
Cassandra's point of view:"How do we get across this swamp?" I glanced at Lucas. "If we -""We follow Marcus's footsteps." Rowan intervened. I turned to where Rowan had his torch light shone at to find traces of those same footsteps we'd found leading into the dark forest. I looked at Lucas and as if he felt my stare, he looked at me too. Nodding, he said, "Okay. We need to be careful though. He might have tricked us leaving these traces of his footsteps behind.""You are right." Dalton agreed. Lucas's eyes went wide in surprise, quite shocked that Dalton had agreed with him. I bit my lower lip to stifle the chuckle fighting to break free. "Let's go," Lucas gestured for us to follow him. "Just step where I'm stepping." Rowan and Jordan followed Lucas first while the rest of the guys stayed behind Dalton and I. In case anything happens, they would protect their Alpha with their lives. We walked in silence. I could hear only the sounds of our shoes squishing as we walked on arou
Cassandra's point of view:"I'm not mocking you." Dalton refuted as he turned the torch light off, letting the dark forest engulf us in total darkness. "You are," I argued back, staring right at him through the darkness. "I'm not." He shook his head, shrugging nonchalantly.I bit back a cry when the branch shook with his actions. "Don't move!" I ordered him.His eyes widened in disbelief, looking quite shocked that I had dared ordered him to stop moving. He opened his mouth to say something when a noise from the bushes down there disrupted our banter. I knew better than to say or ask anything. 'Marcus.' The voice within me alerted me of his presence. I held Dalton's arm to get his attention. Once our eyes met, I mouthed, 'It's Marcus.' It seemed like he had to force his eyes to focus on my face. 'I know,' he mouthed back, having already sensed him too. 'What do we do?' I mind-linked him. 'Stay still,' he held my hand and together, we looked down. It wasn't hard for me to locat
Cassandra's point of view:The moment I thought about him, I felt his stare on me. Looking in his direction, our eyes met. Taking this chance to observe him, I felt the dark energy within me stirring anxiously at just the sight of him staring at us. Something about Lucas made it so uneasy that it kept trying to hide itself whenever he was around us. But, it seemed like it wouldn't stay still if something goes terribly wrong or if Marcus tries to hurt me. Averting my eyes elsewhere, I avoided Lucas's gaze but I could still feel his stare burning holes into the side of my face. "What do you think you're looking at?" Dalton shouted at Marcus who kept glaring at me. Meeting gazes with Dalton, Marcus barked, "She's my chosen mate." Dalton scoffed. "You're no longer fit to be her chosen mate after you tried to kill her and let me remind you that you bargained with that rogue for your life by trying to sacrifice her." "What I do with my chosen mate is none of business -" A low but me
Cassandra's point of view: After taking some more rounds of the dark forest searching for Marcus, we had given up. "He like completely disappeared!" Jordan exclaimed, breathing hard. Everyone was pretty much exhausted. "We need to go back to the pack. Rowan needs medical help. He's still unconscious." The warrior holding Rowan upright said. "It's nearing dawn. If we search the forest once the sun is up, we might at least get a hint in which direction Marcus might have gone." The other pack scout suggested. He did have a point. It would be much easier to search through such wild woods during day time. "Then, take Rowan and Cassandra back to the pack." Dalton ordered the warrior who had been carrying Rowan. I opened my mouth to disagree with his decision when he threw me a glare. I pursed my lips and crossed my arms across my chest. "You guys, come with me." Dalton gestured at Jordan and the rest of the guys to follow him. "What about me? Do you still need me to show you around
Cassandra’s point of view: “He’s damn fast for a werewolf his size.” Lucas remarked.“He’s the pack’s Beta and has been trained along with the best warriors and pack scouts.” I told him as we followed the trail of blood that Marcus had left behind in his haste to escape us.If Lucas hadn’t defeated Marcus and left him injured, he wouldn’t have ran away from us.Lucas had been a rogue for sixteen years. He’d grown in the wild woods. He wasn’t someone who would play by the rules. He’d defend himself in every way possible. That was the only way he could have survived the wild woods for so long.Anyone who’d been kicked out of a pack at his age wouldn’t have been able to avoid being crushed by the more experienced rogues.When he was fighting Marcus, he was quite ruthless and merciless.I wasn’t surprised when he’d hurt Marcus since the latter didn’t stand a chance in front of him.“We are wasting time like this. Let me just smell him out.” Lucas stopped walking entirely.“How will you d
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