EDEN POV The sky suddenly turned sour and rain poured. The soothing drip-drip-drip of the drops against the glass windows lulled the turmoil in my soul, and I sat on the window seal staring outside as the drops hit the ground. My mind was filled with all the kinds of scenarios about everything I had just heard pertaining to my parenthood, and I found myself questioning every single thing in my life. But one question that made me want to lose my mind was who the hell was my father and what were his intentions for creating me? For some reason, I was convinced that he wasn’t some holy angel like the books portrayed him. He had to be a stress bundle for creating me, then leave me alone to fend for myself. Of course, I grew up a having a loving mom and dad, but to learn that my dad wasn't actually my dad, and that my supposed sperm donor was angelic freak who must harbour some seriously unheavenly intentions with me… now that fucked up with my mind even more. Yeah, the seraphs were r
RIFTAN POV “They will not make it out of here alive.” I watched her walking away from the lumps of meat that were hanging by the chains from the cold stone wall, her hips swaying seductively. Perplexity blended with the carnage that was whispering in my veins, promising utmost release and satisfaction. My arms went numb! I shook them harder, staring intently at the little kitten that kept me on my toes and had me questioning all my decisions. “I don’t think that’s wise, Little Wolf.” I roared low and dangerously, feeling Lucifel at the surface of my being and ready to jump out at any second. My blood was fire in my veins, and only by taking a life would this fire die out. What Blair and Kylie did was out of this world. They had to pay. And for Khalil…. Well, let's just say I hated his guts. Besides, he was the one who came parading with Blair onto my pack’s borders after I had banished her. So yes, he had one hell of a prize to pay. If it weren’t for him, Eden wouldn't have gone
EDEN POV A few days passed by in a haze of uncertainty and questions;and in that time, I became a victim of the phantoms that haunted my subconscious. Whenever I laid my head on the pillow, I would be carried to the land beyond the earthly realm, a place where dreams and realities coexisted. I would wake up in the middle of the night covered in sweat, and tears, my throat aching from all the screaming. And during it all, not even once did Riftan ever leave my side. Whenever I woke up from a nightmare or whatever it was that haunted my soul, I would find myself cradled on his chest, his big, broad, and warm arms securing me with warmth and love I never knew. I would cry my eyes out before falling asleep in his embrace, then wake up in the morning to an empty bed. Sometimes he would even miss work, just so he could see me in the morning and tell me it was all okay, that I got this, and that he would be with me through it all. I didn’t question him. Not even once. Because so far
GRACE POV I knew from the start that this one was above me. It took me quite some time to finally come to terms with my role in all of this game, and the convincing game wasn't all merry. I remember running from all of it; wanting to be no part of such a big, saving the world from ruin game because it all just felt too much for me. Yes, I was considered one of the rare talents in my coven, having mastered the control of magic and mana from a young age, yet I was convinced the universe had skipped the pills. It was during that time I figured that maybe Hercules never really wanted to be in a one-on-one fight with Cerberus; that Mary just may have wanted to live a normal life with her soon-to-be husband and not give birth to the redeemer. Maybe they believed that there was someone out there worthy of all the honors, with millions of credits from their past lives who were more than capable of fulfilling the tasks; and that they were just inferior beings pulled into a circle of uncert
RIFTAN POV My mind was all over the place. But despite having hell inside my brain, my mind drifted to Eden on more times than i actually wanted. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t worried about her. My little girl was going through hell and I didnt know what to do. As much as i wanted to take her hand and pull her out of the freak show she currently was, I couldn’t, and it killed me knowing that there was just so little I can do to lift all the burden. “Delegations from Grand Shire will be arriving . You will have to postpone your little vacation with the Luna.” Kylek informed stepping into my office with a tablet in his hand. I looked up from the screen at him, giving him the ‘repeat that shit’ look that made him sigh out heavily. “I know what you are going to say, but it wouldn’t be in our best interest to turn him down. Remember what we said earlier.” He continued, and I reclined back into my seat before squaring my shoulders, giving him all my attention. “And his rea
EDEN POV There was nothing but thickened sexual tension as he pushed the door to our bedroom open, and siddled inside. The silence seemed to intensify everything I was feeling, making my mind wonder about all sorts of questions. For one, he wanted me, that I knew because he just confessed a few heartbeats ago, so the main question was; was he finally going to have me? Because in my case, I had long come to a conclusion. However, I was starting to wonder whether what I was feeling stemmed from his handsome face or the deep unexplainable sensation I felt inside me whenever I looked at him. Wanting someone to be buried inside you and having him as the father of your pups was slowly morphing into one thing, blurring the difference between the two. I was stuck between a wall and a hard rock at the moment. Yet one thing remained certain; if he could give me a tiny go-ahead, even a simple wink, at this moment, I would pounce on him and let him have his way with me. Heck, if he asked me to
EDEN POV The closest thing I had to a formal wear was one tiny black dress Riftan had gifted me my first night here. The thing didn’t even reach the knee, and had a lace trimming that moved from my neck down my down my navel, revealing everything inside. That and black and white stiletto heels that no one but Grace could handle. I was normally a jeans and top girl, and never really bothered how to be a little extra dressed because it was just all pointless. The heels were super crazy and always felt me with sore legs and boiling feet, and all these fancy dresses were just… I could never really understand all the trouble! I frowned at the hickeys that stayed in the open despite the several attempts at covering them, then blushed red when last night came spilling to the front of my mind. The area between my legs responded with a delicious spasm, sending a thrill down my spine. It was throbbing with the delicious burn, the reminder of last night a little too stagnant in my mind, and my
RIFTAN POV Of course, he was a dick! As expected of someone who had been trying to find fault with me for as long as I could remember while courting the chairman’s seat at the Alpha’s Council from the first time it was appointed to me. Killian Serus, a Spanish smut with a record more rotten than the devil's rack of sins, was at my doorsteps with his woman, and they were behaving exactly the way I expected them to. He was older than me, yet his actions put him down there among the cubs and toddlers. he hated me, merely because he had wanted to be the chairman of the council, yet it was entrusted to me. And for that fact only, we have never seen eye to eye, and never will. Killian was downright disrespectful, the kind to stir trouble and bolt when the shit got out of hand. He was the kind of person you would never want to be associated yourself with, the kind that had trouble following them wherever they went. And for him to come straight here was already the birth of yet another
Chapter 58: visitorRIFTAN POVShe was back. There was no denying all of that. I mean the first time she woke up, she wanted me so bad the scent of her arousal could be smelled from every room in the pack house; and the sweet taste of her orgasm still lingered on my tongue. Even now, sitting a good distance from the alcove, I could feel the warmth of her laugh as she conversed softly with her beta and some ladies, casually sipping tea. The wash of her stare would brush my side intermittently, letting me know she was aware of my existence as I was hers.But something didn’t feel right. She laughed and talked like Eden, but it felt like a piece of her was missing; like she was here, yet she wasn’t.I couldn't quite put a finger onto the feeling, and I blamed it on the bitter contrition from having not being able to save her, from having to rely on my brother who sure as hell could have disappointed me a great deal. “A penny for your thoughts?” Khalil drawled slipping beside me and ya
EDEN POV The following days passed with a murky blur. I was still recovering from having my blood sucked out of me and fed to Mr. Charcoal, and the dust was beginning to settle. There were still a lot of things that didn’t make sense, gaps that needed filling, and cracks that needed to be closed; but one thing I was thankful for was how my life was back to normal. And yes, my normal involved watching my wolf play with Lucifel out of my body like little puppies in love. “You are getting better.” A familiar voice countered from above me. I spun around to find Khalil watching me intently, his face a mixture of complacency and peace. It’s been a few days since he was welcomed back to the pack with a grand feast and opened arms, everyone wanting to grace the skin of the savior who delivered their luna from the lands of torture and pain. I didn’t need to be told, but the color on his face told me he was adjusting just fine. And he liked it here. “That was not enough to shake me
RIFTAN POV“Because he’s Riftan’s brother. Family, no matter how rotten it is, is still family. And as Riftan’s mate, I have got to uphold the peace in this family. Khalil isn’t going anywhere; because he is my mate’s brother.” The words seeped through the cracks of the door and into my soul like a white fog, clouding my senses with a foreign sensation. I had just arrived from Moon Logistics when I couldn’t find Eden anywhere, and the rage climbed to the peak when her rosy scent led me to the guest room she first lodged in when she arrived here.I mean, we were way past that, and it didn't make sense why she had to choose the guest room when she could have used my chambers, her chambers. But hearing those words as I stood before the door made me realize one thing;Eden was more than I bargained for.She was a holy grail in my blemished world and nothing I could ever do would ever make me worthy of her. She was everything perfect; from the color of her unusually black eyes to the sil
UNKNOWN POV I found myself yet in another land of the unknown! Unlike all places I have seen in my recent dreams, this one gave me unforgiving chills. The gothic brown interior brought into being, a classic view of a huge, ancient, frigid, and dark hall, with candles flickering to give a bit of light! The light wasn't much, so it left room for everything that lurked in the shadows to go all out and reign freely! Some murmurs and whispers could be heard from the shadows; I turned around to find nothing but me, and my own shadow that was amplified and zoomed by the candles. Another violent shiver tore through me causing my toes to curl, and at that very moment, I realized I had no shoes on! I braced my ground and tried to take a step forward! I don't know why but I felt very unsettled and very disturbed about the vision I was having. It didn't feel like any other of the ones I have had all my life! “Remiel!” A lifeless, cold voice called out, sending a shiver through my spine. I sp
EDEN POV The first sign of life came with me lying on my back and facing upwards and this time, with a smooth, soft blanket draped over my body. A tiny moan slipped out of me, as I wiggled out of the thick haze of dreamless sleep, then came into contact with a soft hand that caught mine in a tight grip. “Baby, hey.” He countered low, emotions clogging his throat before he raised it to his lips and showered kisses on it, paying attention to each bruised knuckle and finger. I peeled my eyes open, hating how much it was suddenly a norm to just pass out and linger in the world of the undead. I turned my head to find Riftan watching me intently, faint light casting shadows around the room and the other side of his face. Only the night lamp was on. A small smile formed on my face as I took him in, the worry lines on his forehead and the dark circles around his eyes. I was the one kidnapped and forced to sail through the blood rivers of hell, yet he was the one who looked a lot
EDEN POV The following days passed with a murky blur of unregistered events. I was still recovering from having my blood sucked out of me and fed to Mr. Charcoal, and the dust was beginning to settle. Well, at least about a fraction of it. For one, the alphas were slowly becoming less of dick-heads with the whole predicament, and some believed and vouched for Riftan. The order hadn't come knocking on our door, and there were no news about Raynor or his son who was resurrected from the dead. Except all that, everything else was a fucking tornado in my mind. There were still a lot of things that didn’t make sense, gaps that needed filling, and cracks that needed to be closed; but one thing I was thankful for was how my life was back to normal. And yes, my normal involved watching my wolf play with Lucifel out of my body like little puppies in love. “You are getting better.” A familiar voice countered from above me. I spun around To find Khalil watching me intently, his face a mixt
UNKNOWN POV I found myself yet in another land of the unknown! Unlike all places I have seen in my recent dreams, this one gave me unforgiving chills. The gothic, black interior brought into being, a classic view of a huge, ancient, frigid, and dark hall, with candles flickering to give a bit of light! The light wasn't much, so it left room for everything that lurked in the shadows to go all out and reign freely! Some murmurs and whispers could be heard from the shadows; I turned around to find nothing but me, and my own shadow that was amplified and zoomed by the candles. Another violent shiver tore through me causing my toes to curl, and at that very moment, I realized I had no shoes on! I braced my ground and tried to take a step forward! I don't know why but I felt very unsettled and very disturbed about the vision I was having. It didn't feel like any other of the ones I have had all my life! “Remiel!” A lifeless, cold voice called out, sending a shiver through my spine. Its ra
EDEN POV I felt like a weightless piece of a floating feather as he carried me off the walls of our shower area, stark naked, and paraded out of the bathroom with me and into the bedroom. My eyes were heavy, and when I tried to open them to see his beautiful face; my head swung so bad it felt like I had drunk ninety bottles of hard liquor and now I was suffering the consequences of recklessness. I settled on closing them and sniffing the scent of soap and water from his skin which seemed to lull the dizziness. I guess I wasn’t fully healed. And I rushed to be used and taken roughly before my body could fully absorb reality. “Take it easy, Little Wolf.” He rasped before gently laying me down on a soft bed, covering my body with the white fluffy fleece blanket. “I am tired of sleeping,” It seemed to be all I was capable of doing lately. Whether it was a forceful sleep after being traumatised, or the fainting spells... But my body was tired. My eyes betrayed me and started closing
EDEN POV The first sign of life came with me lying on my back and facing upwards and this time, with a smooth, soft blanket draped over my body. A tiny moan slipped out of me, as I wiggled out of the thick haze of dreamless sleep, then came into contact with a soft hand that caught mine in a tight grip. “Baby, hey.” He countered low, emotions clogging his throat before he raised it to his lips and showered kisses on it, paying attention to each bruised knuckle and finger. I peeled my eyes open, hating how much it was suddenly a norm to just pass out and linger in the world of the undead. I turned my head to find Riftan watching me intently, faint light casting shadows around the room and the other side of his face. Only the night lamp was on. A small smile formed on my face as I took him in, the worry lines on his forehead and the dark circles around his eyes. I was the one kidnapped and forced to sail through the blood rivers of hell, yet he was the one who looked a lot