Meg Jax and I haven’t spoken about my bruised neck when though I want to tell him, I am ashamed. I’d left my dress in the bin in one of the washrooms of the alpha house in the middle of the party, running down the wide staircase in my wolf form, trembling and almost having a heart attack when I encountered a closed door downstairs. The only other open one would have led to the party. Then I had to revert to my human form, open the door and change back into my wolf before escaping out into the thick trees behind the mansion. Once hidden in the thick trees, and knowing I was a good distance from Soren, I sprawled out and bawled my life out. Red was with me but silent. Then I mind linked Jax, who was still at the party, telling him, I was going home. He of course wanted me to wait on him and he would be bringing the truck around but I told him I was halfway there, cutting Blue’s link with me. I only let Gail hear my voice, informing her, I was home before I ran upstairs still in wolf
Alpha SorenLogan wails inside me- for me. He isn’t the one being betrayed right now- I am but because he is part of me, he feels it too. I’ve never felt this before but Instantly I knew what it was. Meg, my mate is F*CKING SOMEONE right now! I can’t escape the throb of betrayal that echoes through me, a relentless, gnawing pain that makes my every heartbeat feel like a hammer. It’s not just physical- though the ache in my chest is sharp and unrelenting- it’s a deep, visceral wound that cuts straight to the core of my being. I should have been prepared for this. I knew Meg had moved on, but nothing could have readied me for the reality of it. And since I know I forbade the delta from touching her, who is she with right now? F*cking b*tch really proving she is Sigma after all. Logan disapproves of my wording for his mate’s human but I couldn’t care less. She’s screwing someone who isn’t me, right now! I fist the wall in my anger. Every detail of the scene in my mind is etched with
MegI’ve always known that being with Jax would be a challenge, but nothing could have prepared me for the intensity of tonight. The usual quiet intimacy we shared, the small, tender moments that have become a sanctuary for me- gone. Jax was true to my word and never before had we ever had such a banging coupling. Seriously, Jax has always been a sweet and gentle lover except for tonight. It was beyond explosive. Both of us were begging for air and still, we couldn’t stop. We’d reached a new level in our relationship- again. Jax and I keep growing together- only for the better. Yet, tonight feels like an island in a storm. Red is asleep and I do not want to wake her to ask her anything. The air is warm in our bed probably from our sweaty skin and heat-filled forty-five-minute session that exhausted us to the point where we couldn’t even stand. Our limbs were like jelly. So, we lay there on the rug, on the floor of our bedroom, Jax’s arms around me are a cocoon of comfort, a stark
Alpha Soren Logan is madder when he calls Red and she does not answer her. I cannot get a whiff of Meg inside the delta’s house either. Driving like a maniac and Will following behind me is driving me more insane until I make out some movements in the trees when I slow down to bend a corner. It’s a surreal vibe that hits me and I call out to Will via our wolves, telling him to stop and follow me. The night is thick with tension, my thoughts tangled in the ache of betrayal. The mate bond claws at me, relentless in its demand for what I’ve lost. Every time I close my eyes, I see Meg with him, the delta who dared to take what’s mine. Logan stirs restlessly beneath my skin, pushing me toward one thing- reclaiming my mate, my rightful place beside her. “Concentrate you lunatic!” I shout because he is annoying me right now. I have to investigate what I just saw and he is messing up my mind with these f*cking thoughts- blood! My nose picks up the metallic scent and I run faster toward
Soren's POV Five days since I have seen Meg and it’s like my chest is being constantly sliced open. The silence in my quarters is almost unbearable, the remnants of the old shattered office furniture a constant reminder of how little control I have over my life. I’d forbidden all from entering either room. The pieces of wood and glass, scattered across the floor like the remnants of my pride, do nothing to ease the burning frustration in my chest. Every time I close my eyes, I see Meg standing here, defiant, her power radiating like a beacon, untouchable and untamed. A Sigma. I never imagined that my mate would be something so… dangerous. I’ve heard the legends, the whispers of wolves with the power to turn entire packs against their alphas, but I never thought I’d face one, let alone be bound to one by the mate bond. I sit on my chair- the only piece of furniture still intact with a table that was brought in as a temporary desk for me- my hands trembling with barely contained rag
SorenI stared out the window of my office, the weight of the world pressing down on me. The large bridge spanning the monstrously wide river was a stark boundary, separating our pack lands from the mundane world beyond. It was an ever-present reminder of the isolation we lived in, and now, it felt like a barrier we couldn’t escape from even if we tried. The shrill sound of sirens pierced through the quiet morning air, a harsh contrast to the calm facade of our mansion. I could see the commotion below. The law enforcement, their cars forming a chaotic pattern on the gravel. My fists clenched at my sides. This was not the kind of attention we needed. More bodies were discovered. Four bodies all slashed, slaughtered, and left to rot- were a macabre display that couldn’t be ignored. But they were placed on the bridge- as in killed elsewhere. Each scene was more gruesome than the last, the brutality of the attacks sending a chill down my spine. I have seen violence before, but this was
MegRubbing my temples, I sat at the desk, surrounded by piles of paperwork and a growing sense of frustration. The omega situation had been on my mind for days now, especially with the recent revelations about their meagre wages and inadequate retirement benefits. The pack had always been my responsibility, but this was more than just a matter of management. It was personal. The office felt colder than usual, the weight of my thoughts pressing down on me. I glanced at the clock. It was late, and the house was quiet, save for the occasional creak of the old mansion settling into the night. I had to find out more about the omega wages and benefits, and that meant digging into old files or confronting Soren or Will, whom I disliked profoundly. Red has alerted me that Jax is growing restless at home. He’s agitated since the alpha had banned him from coming to his home. Here- where I am catching up with paperwork. Jax isn’t angry but he is worried about me. I told him what had taken pla
MegIt’s barely past eight in the morning as I made my way toward the pack’s training grounds, Mackenzie trotting along beside me. She was excited, her little face lit up with curiosity as we approached the area where the gammas trained. I could see the warriors in the distance, their movements sharp and precise as they practised their combat skills. Mackenzie’s hand clutched mine tightly, and I glanced down at her. “You ready for this, sweetie?” She nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, mum! I want to see them fight!” I couldn’t help but smile at her eagerness. But I had to stop her and remind her again to use my first name today just like I practiced yesterday. It was a good day for her to be around the pack members. Exposure to their strength and discipline would be beneficial, even if she was too young to fully understand it. It was also a chance for the gammas to see the child they had heard so much about but rarely interacted with. Plus, I had chosen today because Soren was out on