Jacob’s POVLucianna was still in bed, sleeping and probably tired because of what we did last night. I can’t say I go easy on her because I didn’t. I can’t. Her scent is intoxicating, inviting, alluring me to stay.Her pregnancy has helped her libido to rise, not that she wasn’t all ready when it comes to bed but Lucianna now is on a different level.I was getting ready for work, in which I am late, when I sensed my brother’s presence.Roscoe was lurking around, I can feel it. He is not directing his steps towards the house but walking around. It seems he was inspecting.With a frown in the forehead, I decided to move and get out of the house before he could come in front.“Please tell me you have a thing for house structures, brother.” I said with a small laugh once I was out of the house. “Otherwise, you’ll creep the hell out of my mate.”Roscoe came out from the side, his hands were on his pocket as he slowly stride closer to where I stand.“I didn’t know you’re still home, brothe
Lucianna’s POVI watched as Jacob walked out of the house, now fully clothed. He seems fine… normal. Again. Unlike what I saw earlier.The way his shoulder trembled didn’t missed my eyes and though he found his cool now, does not mean he lost it a while back.And I am damn worried.“What was that, Jake?” Harley asked, walking to Jacob with a frown.Jacob fixed the cuff of his shirt, steal a glance at me then raised a brow at his gamma. “You’re done for the day.” he announced and moved to my side, snaking his arms around my waist and pulled me towards the house with him.I saw Harley shook his head, noticed me looking at him and gave me a nod before leaving. My mind is betting that Harley will fire me questions tomorrow to fill his nosiness .“How are you feeling?” I asked and walked inside first. Jacob slowed down and I watched him closed the door.His face has no expression, blank. And I’m sure he has no intention on telling what happened to him. I watched as he walked to the living
The door open and shut but I did not bother to look who it was. I can smell Harley, anyway. He just got back from the crime scene. I bit my fingernails from the nervousness I feel inside.What did he find out? Is it a shifter? A regular wolf? Damn it!I did not bother looking at Harley when I felt his presence in the living room. Pretending that I was watching the TV, I stopped biting my nails and inhaled slowly.“How’s everything out there?” I asked in a normal voice.Harley exhaled loud. “Just a wolf. Badly torn apart though.” he slumped himself down the couch. “How’s the talk with the brother?”I shrugged. “Just the usual.”“Yeah, like I know the usual, right?” he said sarcastically.I looked at him and squinted my eyes. Why was he so grumpy? “Someone twisted your panties or something?”Harley shook his head and looked away. It looked like he was thinking about something and wanted to say it out loud but also thinking if he should.“Don’t tell me you will act like that all day? Bec
Jacob’s POVI once again looked at the corpse, it was shredded into pieces. It’s skull was crushed, bones torned apart and cracked. There was blood everywhere, from the ground up to the trees. The body was divided into four pieces and the head was retrieved up the branch of a tree.“Please forgive me, Alpha Jacob.” said Jordan. One of the council, head of trackers that also conduct the investigation. “I failed to distinguish the entity of the corpse, Alpha.” he bowed and the rest of his team bowed as well.There was no question to why they failed. The core of the corpse was gone, making it hard to distinguish it. Without the core--its heart-- a werewolf wouldn’t shift back to human. No one would know if it was a werewolf or a forest wolf.But I knew.The moment I arrived, the air whispered to my ears. The smell of death lingered in my nose. And the howl of a werewolf called my Alpha wolf.The corpse was a shape-shifter like us. Definitely a rogue because there was no distinguished pac
Jacob hadn’t returned home since last night and I haven’t slept a blink. Thinking over and over again about my decision, I cried all night and prayed, continuously apologizing to the unborn child in my womb.“You called for me?”It was Harley. Of course I called for him, I needed someone by my side right now and since Jacob was against this idea, I had to call for someone who wouldn’t turn down my heeding.“Yes.” I wiped my face and stood up. I probably looked like a mess right now but I couldn’t care anymore. “I also called for, uh, Roscoe. Expect his presence in a bit, I’ll just get something from my room.”Harley’s POVEverything was a mess around the pack. I heard Jacob was scolding his staff and throwing things everywhere. Brent told me, of course. He’d been snooping about what was happening with Jake and Luce that may had caused Jacob’s nonstop tantrums over the Hall.Of course I said nothing. I promised Lucianna I wouldn’t tell a soul about Jacob losing his control of his wolf
Lucianna’s POVI cut off the portal I shared with Jacob, feeling the severed connection like a heavy weight lifting from my chest—and yet, a gnawing pit settled in my stomach. It was better this way. He didn’t need to know where I was going, especially for what I was about to do. The decision had been far from easy, but once I made up my mind, there was no turning back. I wouldn’t allow myself to back down.“Calm down, gamma,” Roscoe’s chuckle was low, rough, and filled the silence like an unwanted echo. “You look so pale, I’d wonder if your blood left your veins.” His voice trailed off, almost as if he were talking to himself—though in a car full of werewolves, he knew better. I sighed, a breath that didn’t even begin to ease the tension coiled tightly within me.“Cut it out, Roscoe,” I muttered, my voice steady though my mind was racing. I could feel Harley next to me, practically vibrating with barely suppressed irritation. “Just drive.”The sleek growl of the engine hummed beneath
I was asked to lay down on a stone table. The coldness touched the bare skin of my back and arms, making my eyes shut hard.“No need to be scared,” the enchantress said, standing on my side while rummaging into a box of small bottles. A potion, maybe?Harley and Roscoe are on the other side of the cave, or the enchantress’s home, as she calls it. There’s no way they would hear our conversation.“Will it hurt?” I asked in a low, trembling voice.The enchantress looked straight into my eyes and there was something in the way she look at me. She was saying something, her eyes were saying something. She doubted my resolve in continuing with this procedure, I know that was what she think.“It will sting.” she smiles but arched a brow, as if testing if I will back down.But I closed my eyes and relaxed.“You’re not scared.” she stated, not asked. It was as if a question in her head was answered.I sighed, long and painful. “No.”“I want to know why,” she demanded with a tone that she wouldn
A month has passed. A cough coming from our bedroom made me jumped from my deep thoughts. I was having my coffee in the kitchen and Jacob was at our bedroom. Laying down on our bed even when the sun has shone for an hour and a half.Not because he feel lazy to go to the Hall like he used to, but because he has become weak. His eyes had sunken with dark circles under it, there’s hollow in his cheeks, his skin has become dull and dry and no matter how much I put lipbalm in his lips, it keeps on cracking. His body was not as strong as he was. And everyday he get worse.I can barely look at him in this state but the only time I wasn’t by his side were morning like this. I drink my coffee alone then I’d cry my heart out without making a sound and spend the rest of my day beside him again. This is the time I used to outlet my sadness, fear and every other emotion I couldn’t show in front of him.There was still no news about another way. There’s still no another way and I lose the hope on
Lucianna’s POV“Why proceed with it, then?” Aiden asked, wincing a bit from the heaviness of his words. I just told them about the Shadow eye and the curse of it because of a mishap that the first born didn’t inherit the gift.“Aiden! You can't tell a mother to get rid of her pup.” Ashira answered, agitated on my behalf. Aiden looked at me with apologizing gaze but the way his jaw clenched tells me his vote is just the same as Roscoe’s.“I actually tried to.” the sigh that came out of my lips was cold as memories came rushing.“Ohmy! Luce!” my friend's eyes were wide from shock, covering her mouth and tears forming on her eyes.My smile has shame lingering on it. This is a new emotion on my part. I always thought that I haven't done anything wrong when I decided to went with Roscoe on that cave. Maybe its because this is the first time I talked about it with a person of a same gender. Plus, Ash is a mother now so she can relate more than I could imagine how horrible what I did. I su
Lucianna’s POVRoscoe came and as soon as he get off his car, we exchanged a look that lasts for almost a minute. There was a lot in our eye language and it’s more like him saying ‘I told you so,’ and mine were ‘We’re in this situation so fucking try and talk with your mate’s body’. I saw his shoulder sagged as he sighed but headed to where Fhoxia was as if he read my mind.I really hope Roscoe can get something, anything, from Fhoxia. He does before, he still felt the bond between him and his mate’s body that the messenger borrowed. So I hoped, keep on hoping, there’s nothing I could do anyway.“He’s been there for how long?” Harley asked behind me.Time has reached a spot on top of my list that I prioritized to forget, so I just shrugged Harley’s question. Now watching Roscoe has made me feel dreaded in the guts so I decided to head inside and sit on the couch. Harley lingered longer by the porch, watching my brother-in-law like a hawk.I don’t know if I feel excited or anxious with
Lucianna’s POV“She’s creepy.” Harley commented as we drank coffee out at the porch. “How long has she been here?”“One week now.” I sighed. “I keep on asking her why she’s here but she won’t talk. Roscoe won’t be here until later this evening but he told me over the phone that Fhoxia didn’t reached out to him either.”“It means this messenger has no message to deliver? So, what, just being nosy?”I scoffed. “Bite me, I don’t know either.”“And Roscoe will be here? Jacob finally permitted his return?”Jacob gave a temporary ban for Roscoe after what happened in the cave. My mate hated the idea that his brother kept on deciding things for him.“Yeah, he only agreed this morning. He didn’t want to, I just convinced him since Roscoe might be the one Fhoxia could talk to or something.”“And that is why?”I sighed and nudged my mug at the messenger’s direction . “That body was borrowed from a dead woman. The dead woman was Roscoe’s mate.” Harley’s jaw dropped and before he could pry more,
A month has passed. A cough coming from our bedroom made me jumped from my deep thoughts. I was having my coffee in the kitchen and Jacob was at our bedroom. Laying down on our bed even when the sun has shone for an hour and a half.Not because he feel lazy to go to the Hall like he used to, but because he has become weak. His eyes had sunken with dark circles under it, there’s hollow in his cheeks, his skin has become dull and dry and no matter how much I put lipbalm in his lips, it keeps on cracking. His body was not as strong as he was. And everyday he get worse.I can barely look at him in this state but the only time I wasn’t by his side were morning like this. I drink my coffee alone then I’d cry my heart out without making a sound and spend the rest of my day beside him again. This is the time I used to outlet my sadness, fear and every other emotion I couldn’t show in front of him.There was still no news about another way. There’s still no another way and I lose the hope on
I was asked to lay down on a stone table. The coldness touched the bare skin of my back and arms, making my eyes shut hard.“No need to be scared,” the enchantress said, standing on my side while rummaging into a box of small bottles. A potion, maybe?Harley and Roscoe are on the other side of the cave, or the enchantress’s home, as she calls it. There’s no way they would hear our conversation.“Will it hurt?” I asked in a low, trembling voice.The enchantress looked straight into my eyes and there was something in the way she look at me. She was saying something, her eyes were saying something. She doubted my resolve in continuing with this procedure, I know that was what she think.“It will sting.” she smiles but arched a brow, as if testing if I will back down.But I closed my eyes and relaxed.“You’re not scared.” she stated, not asked. It was as if a question in her head was answered.I sighed, long and painful. “No.”“I want to know why,” she demanded with a tone that she wouldn
Lucianna’s POVI cut off the portal I shared with Jacob, feeling the severed connection like a heavy weight lifting from my chest—and yet, a gnawing pit settled in my stomach. It was better this way. He didn’t need to know where I was going, especially for what I was about to do. The decision had been far from easy, but once I made up my mind, there was no turning back. I wouldn’t allow myself to back down.“Calm down, gamma,” Roscoe’s chuckle was low, rough, and filled the silence like an unwanted echo. “You look so pale, I’d wonder if your blood left your veins.” His voice trailed off, almost as if he were talking to himself—though in a car full of werewolves, he knew better. I sighed, a breath that didn’t even begin to ease the tension coiled tightly within me.“Cut it out, Roscoe,” I muttered, my voice steady though my mind was racing. I could feel Harley next to me, practically vibrating with barely suppressed irritation. “Just drive.”The sleek growl of the engine hummed beneath
Jacob hadn’t returned home since last night and I haven’t slept a blink. Thinking over and over again about my decision, I cried all night and prayed, continuously apologizing to the unborn child in my womb.“You called for me?”It was Harley. Of course I called for him, I needed someone by my side right now and since Jacob was against this idea, I had to call for someone who wouldn’t turn down my heeding.“Yes.” I wiped my face and stood up. I probably looked like a mess right now but I couldn’t care anymore. “I also called for, uh, Roscoe. Expect his presence in a bit, I’ll just get something from my room.”Harley’s POVEverything was a mess around the pack. I heard Jacob was scolding his staff and throwing things everywhere. Brent told me, of course. He’d been snooping about what was happening with Jake and Luce that may had caused Jacob’s nonstop tantrums over the Hall.Of course I said nothing. I promised Lucianna I wouldn’t tell a soul about Jacob losing his control of his wolf
Jacob’s POVI once again looked at the corpse, it was shredded into pieces. It’s skull was crushed, bones torned apart and cracked. There was blood everywhere, from the ground up to the trees. The body was divided into four pieces and the head was retrieved up the branch of a tree.“Please forgive me, Alpha Jacob.” said Jordan. One of the council, head of trackers that also conduct the investigation. “I failed to distinguish the entity of the corpse, Alpha.” he bowed and the rest of his team bowed as well.There was no question to why they failed. The core of the corpse was gone, making it hard to distinguish it. Without the core--its heart-- a werewolf wouldn’t shift back to human. No one would know if it was a werewolf or a forest wolf.But I knew.The moment I arrived, the air whispered to my ears. The smell of death lingered in my nose. And the howl of a werewolf called my Alpha wolf.The corpse was a shape-shifter like us. Definitely a rogue because there was no distinguished pac
The door open and shut but I did not bother to look who it was. I can smell Harley, anyway. He just got back from the crime scene. I bit my fingernails from the nervousness I feel inside.What did he find out? Is it a shifter? A regular wolf? Damn it!I did not bother looking at Harley when I felt his presence in the living room. Pretending that I was watching the TV, I stopped biting my nails and inhaled slowly.“How’s everything out there?” I asked in a normal voice.Harley exhaled loud. “Just a wolf. Badly torn apart though.” he slumped himself down the couch. “How’s the talk with the brother?”I shrugged. “Just the usual.”“Yeah, like I know the usual, right?” he said sarcastically.I looked at him and squinted my eyes. Why was he so grumpy? “Someone twisted your panties or something?”Harley shook his head and looked away. It looked like he was thinking about something and wanted to say it out loud but also thinking if he should.“Don’t tell me you will act like that all day? Bec