~Lexia The moment I stepped outside, I was hit in the face with heat. I know I told Grayson I couldn't go out, but this meant answers from Jasper. I'm going to have to deal with it. Aimlessly, I wander around the side of the main building. If I wasn't concentrating on not fainting from the harsh sun beating down on me, I might have been admiring all of the native tree life around me I've never seen before. I think I circled the house four times before giving up. Jasper isn't here. He said outside, and I'm here, yet he isn't. Annoyed, I rest my back against the side of the building, ignoring the fact that the humidity probably has my hair looking like those native bushes. Suddenly, a rustle in those exact bushes catches my attention. Everywhere you look, there's trees, with Grayson's backyard basically being a forest. Clearly it was too much trouble to remove at least some of the trees, so my assumption is they must be protected. Either that, or people are too scared of what lives
~LexiaMy closed fist hovers tantalisingly close to the wooden door. If I had any confidence in what i am about to do right now, I would be knocking. But I don't, because I have never had to face something so terrifying in my life. Every ounce of my body tells me not to do it. Not to knock. But I do. "Come in," I hear him murmur. Heart in my throat, I turn the knob and wander in. Grayson sits behind his desk, pen between his fingers at he writes on a piece of paper. He looks up when I close the door behind me, the most prominent specks of silver glinting in his eyes as he caught my gaze.His office is impressive. More impressive than mine back at home. Is it even my home anymore?"I know," I say, although my voice comes out breathless and hoarse. Grayson's eyebrows furrow together in confusion, not knowing what I am talking about. I force my eyes to the ground."Sorry?""What...What we are," I tell him, trying to force my voice into sounding somewhat controlled, but instead it shak
~LexiaI lay back on the exquisitely comfortably bed that I have recently claimed as my own, staring at the ceiling. Becoming accustomed to the fact that this Pack requires many to not wear clothes to escape the relentless heat is hard, but I am seriously considering joining.Luckily for me, I notice, as I stare out the open window, that the sun is on a straight course to set behind the horizon. I was almost dozing off, when a strange skittering sound had my eyes shooting open. Looking at the floor, I notice the tiniest pebble laying there, its origin unknown. Frowning in confusion, I crawl off the edge of the bed, picking up the strange rock. Am I imagining things, or is Jasper playing with my mind again?Suddenly, another rock appears, but this time I catch it fly through the window straight toward me. I yelp as it hits me square in the jaw.Furious, I stride to the window, ducking my head out. A whole floor down, on solid ground, Grayson stands, a decent sized rock in his hand. Be
~Grayson"And when did Lexia go missing?"Resting my elbows on my desk, I look directly at the questioner in front of me. An immaculate, proper lady sits across my desk, clutching a pad of pristine paper in her hands. A Detective from the Discipline Pack, anxious to find out where my mate has vanished to. She looks painfully similar to Lexia too. Despite different facial structure, and her square rimmed glasses, she had the same green eyes and slightly off coloured blonde hair. But I have to admit, she is hardly as stunning as Lexia."I don't know...Six days maybe?" I can't remember, because every moment has me on edge. I have never felt this much pain in my life, not knowing where she was. It brought me back to the day she first declined my offer.Or maybe, the day I found out she was fucking her assistant. I've never wanted someone dead so much in my life."Four days, actually."I glance to the left side of Detective Simone. Landon, Alpha of Power sits up right beside her. He star
~LexiaI don't know how long I've been tied here. I'm dehydrated, hungry and extremely tired. Perhaps this state between sleep and consciousness is the real torture. Fighting at the haze that constantly surrounded me was exhausting. Maybe the neglect was too.I began counting the days by the amount of times one man walked in. He would take advantage of my weakness, and drug me, so the nights and mornings would slip by unconscious and useless. The next time the door opened, Reilly walked in. I expected him to drug me, and keep me here even longer..."Pig," I mutter, salvaging enough of my hoarse voice to throw an insult at the red head. He smiles crookedly, strolling is casually with someone in tow. "Delightful as ever," he muses, kicking the door closed behind him. Escaping might have been a possibility. The rope around my wrist seems to have loosened over the course of the past few days, but the drugs render my limbs useless. My mouth still works though. "There are two things I
~Lexia Malik stood before me, staring at me as if he didn't believe I truly existed.Cal, the Huntsman had abandoned me not far back from Grayson's home, so it took only a short walk for me to make it there. Except, I had expected to see Grayson when I first opened the front door, so when I was faced with the Alpha of Love, I was surprised."Lexia?" He questioned, obviously still not understanding that I'm standing here. "Malik," I reply, tilting my head.I fold my arms over my chest, wishing he would move out of the way. The setting sun beats on my back, and a glass of water seems like a very good idea right now. And Grayson. I want to see Grayson. "How did you...Where were you?" He questions me, still it budging from his position between me and the inside of the house. I sigh, running my hand through my hair. "Can I see Grayson, please?"Malik looks stunned for a moment. "Right. Ah, he's in the Vengeance Pack right now. I'll let him know you're back."Finally, I follow Malik ins
~LexiaI padded down the stairs, warily keeping my eyes on Grayson. I feel bad for following him, but I don't know what else to do. It's something about the sunset that gets him in edge, and I don't think the curious side of me is going to let it go until I find out why.He walks quickly, looking around as if he's searching for someone. And the moment he doesn't seem to find who he's looking for, his face transforms into fear, and he leads me toward the front door without even knowing it. I keep a fair distance once we make it outside. I keep behind trees, my footsteps light as he strolls into the forest with determination. Where's he going?I pause, my hand against a tree I look around, catching Grayson push through the undergrowth as if it's nothing. My heart flutters with the excitement of following him. If he catches me, I might be in big trouble, but I'm too anxious to turn around now. So I continue to follow him, skipping from tree to tree like a spy in a movie, while Grays
~LexiaJasper refused to take on step into Grayson's house. He stared through the doorway I invited him into, but didn't follow me."You can come in you know," I tell him. I'm trying to be somewhat friendly, and I'm not sure why. I don't owe him anything. Maybe I wanted more information out of him, but by the looks of it, he's not having it."I think I'll go," he muses, glancing over my shoulder and into the house.The look on his face suggests I don't question why he's so anxious about coming in here. Perhaps it's because Grayson might smell the scent he leaves, I'm not sure. But whatever it is, it has him backing away."Thanks for stopping me from finding out a question I've been asking myself for awhile," I mutter sarcastically. He grins, not saying another word before he slipped into the darkness.And then I hear him say, "I did you a favour."❤️••❤️I lay in bed, my hands folded over my stomach. It's late, but I can't bring myself to sleep. Too many thoughts swirl and mix in my h
~GraysonI lean back into the chair, looking out at the sunrise seeping through the tree leaves. Sitting outside on the deck in the mornings is a ritual of mine I enjoy. Sleeping isn't something I have needed since I became...Lexia is upstairs, completely wiped out from what I did to her only a few hours ago. I tap my fingers against my leg. I'm glad she is finally opening up to me. And giving her pleasure is something I want to do as much as possible.This also happens to be the coolest time of the day, aside from late at night. To me, this is the perfect time to think for a moment. About the uprising, about-"Someone is up early."I sit up, scanning the area. The voice is too familiar to forget, but him being here is something I don't prefer to admit, especially with Lexia being so close. "I'm sure you can relate," I mutter, catching the violet eyes of Jasper.The moment Lexia mentioned him at the party, our plan finally began. He was supposed to get her back to my Pack, and he su
~LexiaI couldn't breathe. I wasn't looking at my mate right now. The man who met my gaze was almost in a trance. Soulless...But so alive."I can explain..." I say before I know what is coming out of my mouth. A blush has crept so deeply onto my face, I'm almost positive my cheeks are stained forever. Standing under his scrutinising gaze, I've never felt so embarrassed in life. I expect his expression to contort in anger. I had snuck into something obviously meant to be private, or at the very least, kept a secret. But his lips curve slowly into a smirk. "Entertain me," he murmurs, his voice taunting and sly. I assume he means my explanation is meant to be somewhat entertaining to him. How mad would he be if I told him it was my unexplainable curiosity that forced me into this room? I can't imagine what the repercussion will be. "I was exploring...I didn't mean to come across this room." Partly true. At first I had told myself not to follow my instinct and go into the room. But
~LexiaJasper refused to take on step into Grayson's house. He stared through the doorway I invited him into, but didn't follow me."You can come in you know," I tell him. I'm trying to be somewhat friendly, and I'm not sure why. I don't owe him anything. Maybe I wanted more information out of him, but by the looks of it, he's not having it."I think I'll go," he muses, glancing over my shoulder and into the house.The look on his face suggests I don't question why he's so anxious about coming in here. Perhaps it's because Grayson might smell the scent he leaves, I'm not sure. But whatever it is, it has him backing away."Thanks for stopping me from finding out a question I've been asking myself for awhile," I mutter sarcastically. He grins, not saying another word before he slipped into the darkness.And then I hear him say, "I did you a favour."❤️••❤️I lay in bed, my hands folded over my stomach. It's late, but I can't bring myself to sleep. Too many thoughts swirl and mix in my h
~LexiaI padded down the stairs, warily keeping my eyes on Grayson. I feel bad for following him, but I don't know what else to do. It's something about the sunset that gets him in edge, and I don't think the curious side of me is going to let it go until I find out why.He walks quickly, looking around as if he's searching for someone. And the moment he doesn't seem to find who he's looking for, his face transforms into fear, and he leads me toward the front door without even knowing it. I keep a fair distance once we make it outside. I keep behind trees, my footsteps light as he strolls into the forest with determination. Where's he going?I pause, my hand against a tree I look around, catching Grayson push through the undergrowth as if it's nothing. My heart flutters with the excitement of following him. If he catches me, I might be in big trouble, but I'm too anxious to turn around now. So I continue to follow him, skipping from tree to tree like a spy in a movie, while Grays
~Lexia Malik stood before me, staring at me as if he didn't believe I truly existed.Cal, the Huntsman had abandoned me not far back from Grayson's home, so it took only a short walk for me to make it there. Except, I had expected to see Grayson when I first opened the front door, so when I was faced with the Alpha of Love, I was surprised."Lexia?" He questioned, obviously still not understanding that I'm standing here. "Malik," I reply, tilting my head.I fold my arms over my chest, wishing he would move out of the way. The setting sun beats on my back, and a glass of water seems like a very good idea right now. And Grayson. I want to see Grayson. "How did you...Where were you?" He questions me, still it budging from his position between me and the inside of the house. I sigh, running my hand through my hair. "Can I see Grayson, please?"Malik looks stunned for a moment. "Right. Ah, he's in the Vengeance Pack right now. I'll let him know you're back."Finally, I follow Malik ins
~LexiaI don't know how long I've been tied here. I'm dehydrated, hungry and extremely tired. Perhaps this state between sleep and consciousness is the real torture. Fighting at the haze that constantly surrounded me was exhausting. Maybe the neglect was too.I began counting the days by the amount of times one man walked in. He would take advantage of my weakness, and drug me, so the nights and mornings would slip by unconscious and useless. The next time the door opened, Reilly walked in. I expected him to drug me, and keep me here even longer..."Pig," I mutter, salvaging enough of my hoarse voice to throw an insult at the red head. He smiles crookedly, strolling is casually with someone in tow. "Delightful as ever," he muses, kicking the door closed behind him. Escaping might have been a possibility. The rope around my wrist seems to have loosened over the course of the past few days, but the drugs render my limbs useless. My mouth still works though. "There are two things I
~Grayson"And when did Lexia go missing?"Resting my elbows on my desk, I look directly at the questioner in front of me. An immaculate, proper lady sits across my desk, clutching a pad of pristine paper in her hands. A Detective from the Discipline Pack, anxious to find out where my mate has vanished to. She looks painfully similar to Lexia too. Despite different facial structure, and her square rimmed glasses, she had the same green eyes and slightly off coloured blonde hair. But I have to admit, she is hardly as stunning as Lexia."I don't know...Six days maybe?" I can't remember, because every moment has me on edge. I have never felt this much pain in my life, not knowing where she was. It brought me back to the day she first declined my offer.Or maybe, the day I found out she was fucking her assistant. I've never wanted someone dead so much in my life."Four days, actually."I glance to the left side of Detective Simone. Landon, Alpha of Power sits up right beside her. He star
~LexiaI lay back on the exquisitely comfortably bed that I have recently claimed as my own, staring at the ceiling. Becoming accustomed to the fact that this Pack requires many to not wear clothes to escape the relentless heat is hard, but I am seriously considering joining.Luckily for me, I notice, as I stare out the open window, that the sun is on a straight course to set behind the horizon. I was almost dozing off, when a strange skittering sound had my eyes shooting open. Looking at the floor, I notice the tiniest pebble laying there, its origin unknown. Frowning in confusion, I crawl off the edge of the bed, picking up the strange rock. Am I imagining things, or is Jasper playing with my mind again?Suddenly, another rock appears, but this time I catch it fly through the window straight toward me. I yelp as it hits me square in the jaw.Furious, I stride to the window, ducking my head out. A whole floor down, on solid ground, Grayson stands, a decent sized rock in his hand. Be
~LexiaMy closed fist hovers tantalisingly close to the wooden door. If I had any confidence in what i am about to do right now, I would be knocking. But I don't, because I have never had to face something so terrifying in my life. Every ounce of my body tells me not to do it. Not to knock. But I do. "Come in," I hear him murmur. Heart in my throat, I turn the knob and wander in. Grayson sits behind his desk, pen between his fingers at he writes on a piece of paper. He looks up when I close the door behind me, the most prominent specks of silver glinting in his eyes as he caught my gaze.His office is impressive. More impressive than mine back at home. Is it even my home anymore?"I know," I say, although my voice comes out breathless and hoarse. Grayson's eyebrows furrow together in confusion, not knowing what I am talking about. I force my eyes to the ground."Sorry?""What...What we are," I tell him, trying to force my voice into sounding somewhat controlled, but instead it shak