Dalton’s point of view:Shoving the man to the side, I seized him around the throat with the same wires attached to the machine to prevent him from saying any kind of invocations out loud.Wrapping the wires tightly around his throat, I squeezed hard enough to feel his windpipe give way under my fingers. I ignored the sparks travelling through the wires and burning my palms. I only hoped that this bastard would feel the torturous shocks more so than I was.He struggled, scrabbling weakly against my hand, the wires of the machine tangling as he flailed about. The rage that had been building in me exploded. I bared my teeth at the man, ready to kill him right there and then.Something flashed in my mind – a sensation that washed over me like peace. There was scent that I would know from anywhere – Cassandra. Something flickered at the corner of my eye. I turned my head.She was there – an image of her – floating like a memory in my vision. She was beautiful as ever, edged in a silver li
Cassandra’s point of view:I was surrounded by mist. It rose up from the ground in wisps, cold and clammy, wrapping around my legs like silk. It was dark. I took a step forward, felt a branch against my face and realized that I was in a forest… in the dark forest.I immediately thought of the Moon Howlers and their secret hide-out. This is a dream, I thought. The same dream… always the same dream that’s been troubling me for a week now… ever since I was rescued from their secret hide-out. I already knew what would be behind me at this point. I could sense its paws, thudding softly on the invisible ground. I looked over my shoulder, but the mist had risen, hiding the wolf from my view.I began to run, the forest becoming solid around me as my feet struck the soiled ground. I held my arms up, pushing branches out of the way, running, running and running…Maybe I should just stop this time and face the wolf, I thought.What was the point of running away each time I felt the wolf’s prese
Cassandra’s point of view: Lucas was right. To celebrate our small victory, the pack prepared a feast for us. Most of the pack members detested Marcus. They already supported their Alpha when it came to the differences existing between Dalton and Marcus. When they learnt that Marcus was really dead this time, they were relieved. Marcus had grown such an obsession for the Alpha’s position that he became more and more malicious over the years. He’d been very arrogant and menacing towards the pack members of lower ranks. Although Marcus left behind a void within the pack, one which would only be filled once a new Beta takes his place beside Dalton, the pack members weren’t as affected as when he was announced dead prior to his escape. Marcus was a threat to the Alpha position but now that Dalton had wiped out this threat, we’ve got to think about the danger about to loom all over us soon… the Moon Howlers and not to forget, those zombies… But wouldn’t Dalton need a Beta by his side
Dalton’s point of view: Walking around the car parked in the driveway and heading toward the pack house, I caught a glimpse of something colorful out of the corner of my eye, over near the edge of the woods. Curious, I glanced over just in time to see a figure dressed in a bright red sundress disappear into the trees. I got more curious when I caught a whiff of her enticing scent. I’d recognize that woman anywhere. Why was she going into the woods? I wondered. She must be going for a walk or maybe even for a run to ease the tension she’d been feeling all week. I didn’t even think about following her. She might want to be alone. I’ve been busy all week trying to sort through the mess we created back in the Moon Howlers’ secret hide-out. No one except that bloody warlock who disappeared knew that we were the ones who almost blew out their secret hide-out. It seemed like he didn’t tell the Moon Howlers anything yet. They just brought Marcus’s burnt body over to the pack the day af
Dalton’s point of view:…neither of us hesitated before diving together in a hot, hungry kiss.Our tongues met and mates, swirling and exploring. After not having tasted her for a week, I felt like I was finally ending a hunger strike.She provided all the nourishment I needed, her sweet taste heightened by her sultry woman’s smell and her scent… oh dear! Her scent was to die for… my wolf couldn’t stay put. He dominantly fought for control but I refused to give him any access. Not today… not when I was kissing her after a whole week.Cassandra shimmied even closer, and I braced a hand behind her, on the tree trunk, to keep them stable as the kiss continued. Everything else disappeared – time, place, the pup, the cat, Marcus’s death and the worries about the impending danger the Moon Howlers posed on us. All of it… well at least for a little while.Finally, though, when my body was throbbing with need to do a lot more than a kiss, I slowed things down because as much as I wanted to con
Dalton’s point of view:“Calm down, I’ll stall,” I said, leaping to my feet. I’d recognized our omega’s voice. “We’re on our way, Jasmine. Be right there!” I called.“Shit, what were we thinking?” Cassandra whispered, still frantically trying to get her clothes into place.“The same thing we’ve both been thinking for these seven days and twenty or so hours.” I pushed her hands out of the way, twisting her underwear into the right position, and then let her dress fall back into place, right above her knees. “It’s okay. Breathe.”“That’s easy for you to say, you didn’t just…”“Uh, I think I had something to do with it.” I meekly said.She looked up at me, those silver eyes wide and luminous. Her lips quivered. “Yes, you did. Thanks.”“Always a pleasure,” I said with a wag of my eyebrows.She sunk her bottom lip between her teeth, but was unsuccessful at containing a giggle. There was no regret, no anger, and no guilt. She looked… happy. Joyful even as if being intimate with me, here, in
Dalton’s point of view: My heart dropped to my stomach. I kept walking a few paces, and then glanced back, as if just realizing the older man had been talking about me. I smiled, nodding at Alpha Julian who nodded back at me, noticing the way Cassandra kept looking back and forth between all four of us, her frown deepening. Tension washed over her, as visible as if she’s been doused with a bucket of paint. I even felt her growing fear. My heart twisted as I realized just how frazzled she was. The incredibly hot-and-sexy, joking, flashing, vase-threatening, vibrant woman appeared racked with uncertainty. I couldn’t hear her thoughts though. Was she blocking me off on purpose? There was only one way to help ease her tension. “Sorry, I’ve just been informed about an urgent problem in the pack house.” I explained, sounding at once alerted, worried and a tad bit apologetic for not being able to stay here at the moment. “I have to head inside to solve this issue.” And to shower, I th
Cassandra's point of view:"What do you mean?" I asked, not at all caring that I'd dared question Alpha Julian. My parents' faces paled in comparison to Alpha Julian whose face turned slightly red as though he was pissed at my bold move. He might be my previous Alpha but his sovereignty won't work on me, not here in the Crescent Moon pack. I wasn't a Midnight pack member no more. I belonged here. "We heard about Marcus's death and we also know that you have never accepted him as your chosen mate. So, we thought that we'd come take you back to the Midnight pack." Alpha Julian said, his voice strained and dangerously low. "But the mating ceremony was completed. I'm a Crescent Moon pack member now." I shook my head, refusing to believe that they'd come here to take me back. My heart rate kept on skipping beats the moment Alpha Julian had told me the reason about their sudden visit to the Crescent Moon pack. No matter how much I tried to control my heart and my heaving chest, I could
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