Zaine’s POVThe look on Torrin’s face is one of shock and fear when I come to stop at the top of the stairs and see Sophia sobbing in his arms. Well, not in his arms exactly, they are hanging limply at his sides, but she is pressed up against his chest and he is just stood there, still and silent as if cast in bronze.My wolf tries to leap out of me before my foot even hits the top step. He wants to shred the man limb from limb until only ribbons of his flesh are scattered up and down the corridor. I supress the shift and keep him caged inside my own body, but his roar escapes from my throat and the sound is primal, possessive, a warning.“My mate. Mine.” he growls and snarls inside my skull, pissed that I won’t let him free.Torrin hurriedly starts explaining why my mate is clinging to him like a limpit, and after the first few words my beast is calmed somewhat. At least he stops clawing at my insides trying to get out. She was concerned, for me. She feels our mate bond more than she
Zaine’s POVThere is a shadow side to running a pack, things an Alpha needs to do for the greater good. If I back down from a challenge or refuse, my title would automatically pass to my challenger, I would have shown myself to be weak and unworthy. That will never happen. As much as I piss and moan about the shit I deal with on the daily, I would never give up my pack. My people depend on me, and I am the only one who can look after them the way I do.I am bound by moon magic, rituals and laws, as all of us are, maybe even more so. Sometimes it benefits me greatly, but with the light comes the dark. I have killed to keep us safe, lied and deceived to gain power and land and turned my back on those who needed me out of ignorance, choosing to focus my effort and attention where I stand to gain the most.I have the power to change only one of those things, and by doing so I am stirring up a pot which has sat undisturbed and calm for far too long. When the shit undoubtedly bubbles to the
Zaine’s POVThe shower washes away the evidence of my weak will, and my legs regain their stability. I wrap a towel around my waist, tuck it in tightly and step into the bedroom with as much nonchalance as I can muster.I didn’t think to take clean clothes in there with me and Sophia looks over as I pull open drawer after drawer and select some jeans, a t-shirt, a pullover hoodie and socks. I feel the heat of her stare boring into the back of my head and her eyes wandering over the ink on my back. She probably knows what I was doing to myself, she isn’t an idiot and our bond may be fragile and frayed but it is there, she must have felt something.I felt It, her climax when she... no... I can’t allow my imagination to go there or I’ll be back in the bathroom, cock in hand, wanking myself into oblivion. Have some fucking restraint Zaine, I yell at myself in my head. My beast rolls around, cracking up with laughter. I’m glad he finds my suffering amusing. I have never been so aroused, no
Zaine’s POV This morning I had planned on taking Sophia to the southern border and showing her what is left of the rogues after they were stupid enough to attempt another breach. My intent was not to scare her, but to show her the very real threat that prowls the forest waiting for any opportunity to strike. I thought if she saw them, she might understand what drove me to that heinous act which solidified her opinion of me. It doesn’t make it right, but she might somehow see it from my side. After hearing the way she spoke of death when she asked about Quincy, I’m glad I thought better of my stupid plan. Even if she wasn’t averse to death, I would likely have made myself even more of a monster in her eyes. I will only show her the good from now on, she has seen enough of the darkness, felt it when her parents died. I had only had my wolf for a few years when they were killed. I don’t remember them specifically, but I do remember that winter. We lost dozens in one of the biggest assa
Zaine’s POV“You, built this.” She gasps as she surveys the open plan kitchen,dining and living area. I don’t know if I should be flattered or offended that she doesn’t believe me capable. To be fair, when I look around this place, I sometimes struggle to believe I built it too.“Do you like it?” I can hear the eagerness for her approval in my own voice. What is happening? I have never sought the approval of anyone other than my parents. I want her to love this place as much as I do. She doesn’t answer but I catch her nodding her head yes out of the corner of my eye and some of the weight lifts off my chest.I can imagine us living here. Would she tend the garden? I dont know what she enjoys, if she has any hobbies or passions. My mother spent every waking hour outside with her herbs and flowers. Each morning there would be a freshly cut bouquet on the breakfast table and I would pretend not to notice as my father whispered sweet nothings in mother’s ear as she cooked breakfast. I was
Sophia’s POVI’m drowning, fighting for every breath as his lips stray ever closer to my marking spot. He could do it. I wouldn’t stand a chance of stopping him or fighting him off. Would I even want to? I know I should but what he is doing right now feels so… so… good.He did keep his promise to free the omegas. He went above and beyond what he had vowed in my room. He said he would wait for me to be ready, that he wouldn’t do anything I didn’t ask for.I did nod my approval when he caught my eye in the mirror. What was I agreeing to? I had no idea. I did feel something deep inside me, a niggling sensation, a shard of trust digging at my better sense. How can he earn my trust if I don’t give him enough rope to hang himself?He has given me all of the control and I have three options. Keep us here in purgatory, neither of us making a move in either direction. Reject him, try to move on and not reopen old wounds. Or, I could accept him and resign myself to whatever the fates have in st
Sophia’s POV“Will they still be together?” I ask, wondering if this is when it all comes crashing down. I hope they will, especially Hattie and Becks. They have been inseparable since they were toddlers and parting them now would be almost as cruel as leaving them in the dilapidated wing. After what I told him, he should know how important they are to me. He did tell Luca not to assign Hattie to George, so maybe he understands.“Mrs Crook, Hattie, Becks and Torrin will all be moving into our wing. There are several rooms which have sat empty ever since I was just a pup. Luca and George have rooms across the corridor from our rooms,” he stalls for a split second. “Your room is usually reserved for visiting Alphas or their representatives.” He tells me what I already knew, and I know he probably wants me to move into his room. I’m not ready for that, so I change the subject just as quickly as he raised it.“Torrin used to live…. where? Does he have a mate who will move with him? Does h
Torrin’s POVThree hours. They have been gone for three hours.I’m meant to be sleeping right now after spending the night standing guard at her door. How can I sleep when I have no idea what they are doing and the pack house is bustling with activity? Zaine has taken her off to his cabin in the woods, the mate bond driving him to act completely out of character if Luca’s crazy arse is to be believed.You only need to watch one horror movie to know that nothing good comes of going to a cabin in the woods with someone slowly taking leave of their senses.Maybe that is a bit dramatic but with all the madness going on with the omegas, it feels like anything is possible here right now. By the way Luca told the story of the notorious Alpha Zaine rolling around on Sophia’s bed, through fits of giggles and doubled over laughter, it sounds like our Alpha has cracked.He wouldn’t hurt her or force her to accept him, would he? Not after spending so long searching. Maybe that is what will tip hi
Sophia’s POV It would be impossible and maybe even foolish to try to please everyone. I doubt there is a single person here who isn’t owed a pound of flesh by the monster. Ari constantly reminds me that as the Queen, there will be times that I cannot please everyone and that my duty is to do what’s best, not what’s easiest or sits well with my own ideals.Of course I want blue moon to heal, and part of that healing process is giving the wolves the justice they seek. After this we can move forward. It’ll take time, and the two packs merging is likely to keep everything up in the air for a while, then there is the matter of what to do about the humans and other people Acheron has been holding in his dungeon.Torrin means well and he has a point. “Honestly, the thought had already occurred to me that this plan could be a perfect opportunity for someone to kill me. The thing is, I know there will always be people who want me gone, it’s the story of my life, but I cannot hide if I want
Torrin’s POV Well strike me down where I stand. The old codgers family lives. Seeing the pure delight on Sophia’s face was indescribable. Everyone around us saw it too. They saw the true heart of their queen. There will have been doubters amongst them, no matter how encouraging Wayne’s reports to Sophia have been. The reports I received were less... censored. I told him not to make the queen aware of the men who threatened her life before fleeing Blue Moon altogether. I have no doubt in my mind that the traitors will regroup and return, intent on continuing the usurpers reign of terror. There was even talk of some of the men challenging her for the throne. As ludicrous as that would have been, I have no doubt that many people here have lost their wits from living under Acheron’s rule for so long. I know that Sophia would grin and bear it, if she knew about the threats, but she already has the weight of the world on her shoulders. We will cross that bridge when we come to it.
Cronin’s POV My chest might explode. The instant my eyes settle upon her face, I’m sure my heart stopped beating. I can’t breathe, the air is too thin to sustain me.The world around me grows muffled and I’m barely aware of Torrin and Luca stood either side of me. My guts bubble with disbelief and I fear I may throw up right where I stand making even more of a spectacle of myself.All this time I stayed away, unable to face the pain of returning to an empty home. Years of my life I have wasted and all this time it was a lie. They are alive. Adriana and Beth are alive. Jackson swore blind that he had seen their bodies swinging from the gate when he and some of the others came back one night to attempt a rescue. If I had set foot back on this land the king would have known and killed them for sure. So, I entrusted their rescue to the only person I could.He didn’t spare me any details upon his fruitless return, even down to the description of the moonstone necklace I gave Beth whe
Sophia’s POV Is this what my life has been leading me towards? The murder of my parents? The pain, the hunger, the hopelessness of my late childhood? Part of me knows everything happens for a reason, the other part is angry that so much was lost to get to this point.There was pain in the eyes of the people who attacked our convoy on the outskirts of the city. Well, pain and distrust. Wayne has been keeping me apprised of everything happening in the city centre, but he never once mentioned the unrest near the border. Maybe he doesn’t know. I imagine he has had his hands full, but it doesn’t seem like him, to have overlooked those who have obviously suffered the most.I will be sure to send some of our people back to the run down, outlying community, to bring food and resources whilst we do what we can to undo the damage done by Acheron and his men. As our car rolls through the castle gates and into a massive courtyard, I get my first glimpse of where I was born. Of course I have
Zaine’s POV It wasn’t even a decision really. I have known for some time that my pack and I would end up in Blue Moon. I hadn’t dared to hope we would be here, and at such an advantage, so soon. We have been planning for a hostile takeover, stocking supplies, preparing for the worst whilst praying for the best.Thank heavens none of the visiting Alphas or their people were harmed, and they took their leave with very few questions. Sophia really showed herself as the Queen she is, by reassuring everyone that their questions would soon be answered, but for now they should return to their pack and assure their people that all is well. She was obviously disappointed that the celebrations had to be cancelled and that she wouldn’t be able to meet and get the measure of our guests. I’ll surprise her with the ball to end all balls once we have sorted everything here. It looks like we will have a lot to do, and the reception we got from the outlying town doesn’t inspire much hope.“What are
Aggie’s POV My body is being jostled about and my old bones can’t take much more. I don’t remember how I got here, or even where here is. I think I’m in a car. The light keeps changing on the other side of my closed eyes, flickering between light and dark like a strobe. “How long do you think it will be until she wakes?” I hear Torrin’s voice beside me.“How the fuck should I know?” Abe snaps back. “Will you two pack it in, we have a long drive, leave her to rest.” Soph sounds just like her mother, oh how I miss her. I can only imagine how Abe must be feeling. When I told him that my body would grow weaker the longer all those souls were crammed inside me, he only hesitated for a minute or so before sticking his blade in my side and releasing the building pressure.I’m glad. I underestimated how much of a strain they would put on me. If he had waited, even a few hours, I doubt I would have had the strength to heal. I know, it sounds dramatic, but I really nearly died. That is not
Sophia’s POV I am so unbelievably ready for this to all be over.When I woke up and felt the change inside of me, I knew there was only one way this shit show would end. Alcmene was strong, there is no doubt in that , but my new wolf, my true wolf, is different. She is strong but not in the maniacal way her predecessor was. My true wolf, Lia, is ready to burn it all to the ground and begin again. I think I see her point. There is so much poison, fear and hatred festering amongst our people. I just can’t allow the innocent to suffer along with the guilty. Some people do terrible things to survive, does that make them terrible people? I don’t know.“Blue Moon must be cleansed Sophia. It is the root of the evil.” Lia pleads with me to see her reasoning.“Blue Moon is my birth pack and where this all started. My parents were not evil, their kingdom is not evil. Acheron is the root, not the innocents who lived under him waiting for the axe to fall. I will not punish them Lia.” I hate tha
Acheron’s POVThe musty stench of dirt and mold is familiar to me. It stinks of decay and death, just like my own dungeons. I can’t sense my beast. What did he do to me?“What have you done? I am your king, you will die for this.” I scream as anger floods me. The thick iron bars between me and the arsehole betas is all that stands between me and vengeance. They took my wolf. How the fuck did they take my wolf?What is Cronin doing here? That fool was killed by my pet rogues years ago.“You are no king of mine. Our queen will decide your fate after the party, and I... can’t... wait, to carry out your sentence myself.” George comes close to the bars and snarls his threat in my face. He has no idea what I am capable of. My men will follow their orders, I have no doubt of that. If taking Zaine and his little bitch down is the last thing I ever do, it will be worth it.“Your Queen,” I snort, almost chocking on laughter. “Your Queen is weak, just like her father. Weakness has no place on t
George’s POV“Where is Alpha Zaine?” A purple vein pulses right next to Acheron’s temple as he demands to know Zaine’s whereabouts yet again. If I didn’t tell him the first six times he asked, I have no idea what makes him think the seventh time would be the charm.I do know that whatever Aggie is going to do, is not something Acheron should know anything about. I sent Frankie to keep my pain in the arse and her meddling sidekick in their rooms and out of harms way. Maybe they will give him a little taste of what I’ve been putting up with. More than one man here has found it amusing, watching me pull my hair out over the little Imp and her antics. To be honest I was close to throttling her myself more than once, but now that there is real and present danger on our land and in our home, my mind is on her more than I ever thought it would be.Acheron’s rancid breath warms my face and his canines elongate in front of my eyes. Luca looks as if he wants to pull the crazy off me, but a subt