*Mature Content Involved* "Caught between two lovers, but which one is real?" Alpha Faye is the only female Alpha to exist, and with that, comes problems. Problems such as secret assassins referred to as Silents that want her dead. To defend her, a Huntsman is hired, however, he can't protect her from a rogue Silent that breaks into her room one night to kill her. When he is caught, she finds herself lured in by the unnamed man, who is on trial for her attempted murder. Even if it means disrupting her relationship with the Huntsman. However, when things begin to change as the masks come off some of Faye's closest allies, she begins to doubt who she can trust. Who has the biggest secret. The Silent, or the Huntsman?
View More~Faye
Perfect.
My fingers dig under the window pane, sliding it up until the cool night air drifted through. It's not snowing tonight, but the air bites at my bare arms. There's no point in dressing up if I'm going to shift anyway. So instead, I sling my leg over the ledge, looking down at the ground below. Here's hoping the grass catches my fall.
Taking a deep breath, I fall until my feet touch the ground, my ankles jarring in response. No one should be out this way tonight. As far as I'm aware, the Guards are working different rounds until midnight.
The night buzzes around me. No one here agrees with me when the forest that backs my residence comes to life at night.
It does, but in their opinion, in another way.
My Pack, the Independence Pack has kept away from the rest of the twelve Packs; especially the Discipline Pack. Their disagreement with the way my Pack leads their lives - without any rules - has meant the Alpha, Kael, and I, do not get along. In fact, he's sent some of his entourage to kill me many times.
It should worry me, but it doesn't. I live in a Pack where people are allowed to commit to their actions with little consequences. Of course, there are restrictions, but my people are independent. They live the life they want to, as long as they respect my wishes when it's deemed necessary.
There are people, though, who's opinions like to overrule mine.
My mother. After a near death experience a few years ago, I've invited her to live back in my residence, so I can look after her. This has proven, however, to be a right pain, as with each day, she has been testing the edges of my patience, piping at it with her suggestions. I flaunt the term suggestions mildly.
I try listen. I try understand. But keeping me in at night when exploring the forest outdoors appeals to me more. I don't think so...
So to keep the peace, I sneak around. Something a female Alpha who seeks respect from all Pack's should never be caught doing. When I find it in my heart to kick my mother out, then I won't have to. I won't have to worry about disappointing her.
My bare feet crunch over fallen leaves, my left hand brushing the wall as I walk, ready to press myself into the shadows of it's deemed necessary.
The forest is surrounded with a large dark fence. Because my Pack is situated at the top of a mountain, the forest is the only possible way to get in and out. That's how Alpha Kael's assassins get in, which is why it's suggested I don't go in there. I see it, and I understand, it's just hard to fight the natural urge.
It doesn't take very long to find the gate that keeps people out. My eyes are trained, even to the darkness. This isn't the first time I've ventured out, and if I can keep inconspicuous, then it won't be the last either.
Climbing over the gate is the hardest part of this. My hands clamp down on iron as I clamber up, my feet nearly slipping on the ice slick bars. The more I climb, the harder it gets. My hands freeze and cramp up, but I fight through it, swinging my arms over the top before I fall to the ground on the other side. Everything will be fine once I shift, then no one will find me, unless of course, they smell me. Then I'm done for. To avoid that, I wander further in the forest, letting its darkness consume me with every step.
Just as I decided I felt comfortable enough to shift, I hear a strange sound. Rustling. And talking. Dammit.
I press myself up against the base of a tree, concealing myself from the torches belong to Guards. I can hear their voices, picking out the ones I knew. There are only two of them, but I know both. Preston and James. Pricks.
"Thought so," I hear Preston mutter, and a murmur of agreement comes out afterwards from James.
"Come on out Faye," I hear James call. I cringe. Of course they would find me, they are the best Guards in the Pack Quarter. That's exactly why I had them hired to protect my place. Now I'm starting to regret that decision. "We know why you're out here, so you don't have to worry about explaining yourself to us."
I know they are just saying that to get me to come out. They know I don't have to explain myself to them, as the Alpha. They also know that in saying that, I'll want to pop out to confirm.
"I'm only agreeing to come back because I don't want to disappointed speech again," I mutter, stepping out from behind the tree and into the light of their torches. "If it will stop her from dropping dead from a heart attack then fine. I'm sure you'd be the types to go back and tell her.
Preston and James exchange glances. They aren't my personal Guards. The ashen haired men patrol the area looking for people trying to get into the Pack.
"You were going to shift," Preston excuses, looking me up and down. I'm not wearing much considering the chilled air. It's a simple outfit I don't mind losing if I couldn't get back to where I left them. Now, all my preparation is for nothing.
"Aren't you going to take me back?" I question.
I don't really want to create anymore talk with these two. Both gossip to my mother like she's the leader of her own little Pack, so the least I say to them, the better.
They take me straight to my mother. Apparently it's not to tell her about what I was caught doing, but because she requested my company anyway. I hate walking into her room, though. It reminds me of how ill she is. The gauzy curtains, the smell in the air. She lies in bed all day and all night, one foot practically in the grave. The moment she sees me, there's disappointment.
She looks up and down at what I'm wearing. "You're lucky we have something to discuss that doesn't include what you're wearing."
Preston and James leave me by the door. Lucky.
I'm a complete mess right now. My feet and ankles are caked in a thin layer of dirt. As is the hem of my dress. My hair's a mess, and I'm tired. How is mother even awake at this hour, that I calculated so I wouldn't get caught? Or at least I thought I did.
"What is it mother?" I question, coming to stand over her in the bed. She lies there, frail is ever, her snow white hair that I inherited from her is now grey and scraggly. Her face is pale, as she stares at me with milky eyes. She can see and hear as well as I can, which is the frightening part. It means I can't get away with anything around her.
"I've been worried about you. The Discipline Pack have been training a few more of their assassins. I need to make sure you're safe at all times, don't you agree?" She says.
She adds the don't you agree since it should be my decision. She likes to act as if I don't know.
"Which means?"
"Your father had a Huntsman a few years ago, before he died. That boy kept him safe at all times, when he knew it, and when didn't. After your father got sick we sent the boy away, but I've asked him to come back and take care of you," she tells me, and my eyes widen.
"Without consulting me?"
My mother sighs. It's a raspy sound. "Some things have to be done for you. You can't always worry about being caught. With this Huntsman, you can go further out into the forest, if that's what you want..."
I grit my teeth.
"What's his name?"
She sits up. "Cal."
~FayeI can’t lose T. There’s no way.All I can do is watch Asya place her hands on T’s face. She is concentrating beyond belief, and none of us here want to disrupt her. The silence, though, is deafening. T doesn’t move, and Asya doesn’t say a word. Instead, she closes her eyes, allowing her power to consume her.Almost as soon as she does that, she pulls away from him. We all watch her stand, straighten, and adjust herself.“He’s not dead,” Asya tells us. I let a deep breath out, feeling as though I could almost collapse from relief. He’s still with us. “Time didn’t want that. But he did leave him unconscious.”My legs shake from underneath me, threatening to fall out from under me. I can feel Micah grab my arm, steadying me. I would shoot him a thankful look, but I’m too busy staring at T. waiting for him to sit up and tell me he feels fine, and that Time didn’t hurt him. I want to hear it out of his mouth.“Does that mean everything is going to be okay?” I ask her. I’m desperate f
~FayeMy heart rate at the idea of meeting the siblings I never knew I had has spiked to unhealthy levels.“Come, don’t look nervous. They all want to meet you,” Micah tells me warmly.I’m nervous for a variety of reasons. Mainly because these people are immortals, and as much as they say I’m one too, it’s hard to relate to anyone of them. Especially since they all look so foreign and beautiful. And who knows what powers are accompanying them. They could either be the same as mine, or completely different.“I really can’t stay long though,” I tell both Sariah and Micah. I’m already anxious to be out of here as soon as possible. “I need to get back to T.”“That okay. I’m sure it won’t take too long,” Micah reassures me, despite my skepticism.I notice Sariah edging toward the end of the room, looking at me expectantly. “Exactly. Should I tell them to come in?”I’m not sure why I’m agreeing to this. I should meet them at some point though, considering they are the only family I have lef
~FayeThe emotions that consumed me ranged from various parts of me. Each building up into energy in the palms of my hands. I’m so furious I want to explode. Yet at the same time I’m so overwhelmed by what happened, I want to throw up in at my feet. All these feelings slam off the walls of my mind.“Get off me,” I scream. It’s a shrill sound that echo’s off the cliff. I slam my hands against his chest, pushing him off me with all the energy within me. “Get the hell away.”He stumbles away, the heel of his feet coming close to the edge of the cliff. One more hit and he would fall. Would he die? I highly doubt it. He would surely use his newly regenerated powers to reverse time and send me tumbling down instead. And by the unamused look on his face, he had that idea in his head too.“Woah there. I nearly fell,” he says, quirking his eyebrow.“Good. You deserve to suffer. And you will suffer,” I snap at him. I hate him. I want the worst for him. He deserves to burn and feel pain for his
~Faye I’m almost certain my heart has faltered. I’m on my knees, covering my ears as if that simple action could abolish the last few moments. I keep my eyes closed so tight, spirals in various colours cloud my vision. Thea lays dead only a few metres in front of me. And it’s all Time’s fault. He so ruthlessly murdered her, not even thinking twice about the life that he was taking. Peaking my eyes open for a moment, I scour the area. Jasper has disappeared, and sitting in the stroller is still Zayla. She remains blissfully unaware of what just happened to her mother. “Don’t look so solemn,” Time murmurs, his tone nothing but condescending. Noticing my eyes are now open, he steps closer, leaning down. He’s reaching for my shoulder, but I push back. “I’m free now. The job is done. Soon my power will be restored.”He looks so triumphant, so satisfied with his disgusting plan. I’m appalled at how heartless one can be. “Then leave. Get out of here,” I choke through tears. I can barely
~Faye I sit alone in the dining room, staring at the surface of my tea, which reflects back at me.Right now, I look like a mess. I’m distraught, not knowing where Time is taking my mate, and what his body may be returned to me as. I’ve been sipping at tea that is too hot, trying to think of a way halt whatever he has planned. It’s foolish of me to attempt, considering Time is an immortal more powerful than any. It’s early in the morning, and I haven’t slept at all. I can’t. Not when all this is going down. I won’t sleep until T is returned to me safely. I take another sip of the tea, ignoring the burn on my tongue. As I set it down, I hear the door to the room creak open. I glance over my shoulder, expecting a guard. Instead, I see a very impassive looking blue-haired immortal. “Fate?”He saunters over, sliding a chair out on the other side of the table to me. Immediately I notice there is no cocky smile on his face, and no taunting quirk of his eyebrow. He isn’t here to make a d
~Faye Everyone felt Time’s presence right after the few words he spoke. Yazzmine was the first to react. She backed away, nothing but utter fear expanding in her eyes. If anyone knows the full extent of Time’s power, it’s a Gaze Reader. They can look right into someone’s soul, and see the future, and their past. And the immortal who controls that, is Time.Everyone watches her reach her desk, which is covered in jars and glasses from full to empty. She digs her hands between them, looking for something.“Oh quit your fussing would you?” Time mutters, dismissing the frantic Gaze Reader, who seems to struggle in finding what she is looking for. She grimaces, visibly trying to ignore him. “You’re hardly the topic of discussion.”My voice is shaky. “Yazzmine, get out of here.”“I will not fear the most evil in this world. I will do everything to protect those who have done nothing, and are still punished by immortals like you,” she snaps, hands still prowling through the glasses.“I get
~Faye T kept strong to his promise. He isn’t leaving my side. The power wrapped around my mind lead me down the stairs, and out of my home. T kept a grasp on my hand, in case I made a run for it. As much as he is trying to stay strong right now, I can see the frown lines etched into his features, highlighted by the moonlight that guides us down the stairs. At least the power didn’t force me into a moving vehicle, which I hope means we won’t be straying far. If this person is in my Pack, I need to deal with it right now, before they become a danger to the members who live here. “Where do you think we are going?” I ask blindly, knowing the foolishness of the question, as we work our way down a familiar path T himself must have taken to get to my estate before. Fear has such a tight grip on me, I just need a little justification. “I think whoever is doing this to you finally wants to meet you,” T says, squeezing my hand warmly. Somehow, he makes it seem like we are strolling toward
~Faye My arms are crossed over my stomach, as I think.Recently, some of my most pressing problems have seemed non existent when I’m in the company of T. Perhaps it is because he has his own, which seem almost impossible to deal with. Two of the most powerful immortals are trapped in his head, and he acts as if it isn’t a problem. Now that I am apparently Temperance, a Virtue in the eyes of the Moon, I’m curious to discovering my own power. However, that doesn’t seem likely while I’m attempting to track down who has been messing with my head. As much as I don’t trust Cal, and would rather see him dead then near me, it would be nice to have his skills right now. All of a sudden, the curtain quivers, and I hear the sound of my window creaking open.I sit up in bed, each muscle tense as I ready myself to jump out to defend myself against whoever is clambering through my window. A dark figure steps in; I catch a glance at their feet first before they pull the curtain back. Relief inst
~Cal I grip a piece of obsidian rock between my fingers, chipping away at it. It’s the only rock I use for my arrowheads. It ensures the job is done, having the lowest chance of being damaged once it hits its target. Once again, these arrows I’m creating will be used for real target. Not just a tree, or a small animal. This is for Alpha Faye. I stand, admiring the finished arrowhead. I place it on a small cloth with the rest of them, brushing my hands off as I do so. There are enough there for all her guards, if it comes to that. It shouldn't do. I know her home like the back of my hand. I’ll sneak in, and out, with no trace. And end it all. Just like I did to her mother.There is one thing in the way, though. T, her mate. I knew that was the case, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t keep him away from her. And even my attempt to get her to fall for me didn’t work as I planned. If he is there tonight, there is no way I can get to her. His power is significant over mine. I
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