ALEXANDER’S POV Rogues are everywhere. Some members of the Blue Mountains Pack scattered, yet no alpha was in sight. My warriors were holding them off great though. You take one look at the fight between my men and the rogues, you won’t be surprised to see that none of my people are really trying. They were making it too easy, and I wonder what has gotten into them to sabotage us with these mindless rogues? Each of them didn’t know the first thing in battle, and their moves easily left them open for my warriors to attack, letting me know no one had possibly trained them before heading off to war. No, this is too easy. Why would someone send these rogues into my territory to die? Surely, they must know better than that than to start a battle as pathetic as this. My wolf paced inside me, and I knew he could tell something was off, too. I was running to the pack house. When the warriors caught my scent, they quickly moved to make way for me to pass while the others held off the rogues
ALEXANDER's POVI exuded my aura, allowing it to fill the entire room with my dominance and power. I could see Daneera was trying to put up a brave face. However, I could also sense a barrier protecting her from my aura. “What did you do?” She smirks, crossing her arms against her chest. “You still don’t get it?” She laughs, shaking her head. “I was never one of your own, Alpha. After you got back with this bitch of yours, I had already renounced myself as a member of this pack. I’m one of the Blue Mountains Pack now,” She says, a wide smile spreading across her face. “But…why?” Eleanor whispers, making me glance over at her whose eyes are now fixated on Daneera. I narrowed my eyes at the woman standing in front of me, when all of a sudden, something in my brain snapped. That’s right. This was the woman who first saw my brother get kidnapped by Marcus. She was the first one who spilled tears at his disappearance. She was also the one I recognize to be the servant who’d always be
ELEANOR I can sense his fear, his anger and frustration which seemed directed not to Daneera, but towards himself. I knew how Daneera’s words might have hurt him right in the gut, but I also knew she had no right to say those words to him, even if they were true. Alex’s tension is building up. Even from the distance, I could smell his guilt as well as his regret. No, it wasn’t his fault. And it certainly wasn’t his fault that he died. Part of it somehow felt like it was my fault, yet despite my own guilt he’d still convinced me I haven’t had any. I sucked in a breath and walked over to him… to my mate. His eyes flickered red, signaling the beast residing within him. I reached my hand out to caress his back and shoulders, looking intently into his eyes before hiving him a nod in a bid of reassuring him, telling him nothing had been his fault. Because if there was anyone worth blaming here, it was me. I watch as the bloodlust in his eyes slowly faded into their original color, blu
ELEANOR“Alex?” I whispered softly, cupping his face.No response.“Wake up,” I try again.Still, no response. His eyes were staring straight into me, yet I couldn’t sense anything from him at all. No movement or sound. Nothing.It was like… he was not even there.The minute I noticed his face turning pale was the minute I began to panic.“Alex!” I shook him with all my might. However, it earned me nothing but a blank stare.“No…” I breathe, rising and staggering backwards on my feet. I blinked back the tears angrily, cursing them for blocking my vision yet at the same time, relieved.I turn my head away, clenching my fists by my sides to the point my knuckles turned white. Moving backwards, I felt my back collide against the wall. Its coldness sent chills right down my spine, and…I wondered, guiltily, if…If Alex will soon feel the same way too.Almost immediately, I threw those thoughts to the shadows of my mind, discarding them along with the guilt within me. No, I wasn’t thinking
ELEANOR’S POV Alexander looks over at Daneera. His face tarnished with guilt. I waste no time and reach for his cheek before pressing my forehead against his. Our lips brushed together, his hand going to the back of my neck and pulling me in for a kiss. It was deep, passionate, and well, intense. The moment we pulled away gasping for air, I looked into his eyes and held his gaze as he held mine. "You scared me," I say truthfully. His hand tugged at mine, pulling me swiftly into his arms before planting a kiss on top of my head. A few moments later, we both stood up and I move to scan his wounds.They were gone. "We need to go," He states, urging me out of the room. With one last look at Daneera, I turned around and followed closely behind Alexander. His hand grabbing mine as our fingers closely intertwined. When we got out of the room, that was when the smell hit me, hard. Making me stop dead in my tracks as we stood there in the middle of the hallway. The air reeked of blood
ALEXANDER Veronyka led me towards the boundary. I'd shifted into my wolf form to get there faster, of course, but Veronyka was oddly falling behind. She'd already begun to feel restless when we were still halfway there. "Go, Elijah needs you there. I'll stay at the pack until you come back," she told me through mindlink. I grunted in response and turned around when she spoke in my head again. "Promise me something, Alex." I glanced back at her. I could tell her eyes were shot with unshed tears. "What?" "Promise me that when the two of you come back, you'll come back alive," she choked making me stare at her. My eyes softening at the sight of the woman I've always treated as a little sister, a girl who's obviously about to break down in tears, yet mature enough to bite them back. I give her a small nod. "I will," With that, I turned around and kicked my legs, running to the direction where I can hear growling and snapping of bones in each second that pass. I got there sooner tha
ALEXANDEREzekiel in his bloody wolf form, was leading a whole pack of warriors behind him. Each immediately got to work as they launched themselves at every rogue who suddenly whimpered and backed away in what smelt like fear and panic. My eyes widen a little when Ezekiel's warriors seemed too focused on the rogues' necks. Ripping their blody heads clean off as if that would stop them from healing. I couldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. Each time they ripped their heads off in one swift, clean move, the rogues dropped dead on the ground and never climbed up again.Was this some trick they managed to land on?Suddenly, Elijah yelled in my head, causing me to avert my gaze from Ezekiel who seemed too relaxed while fighting the largest rogue amongst them. When I turned around, one female wolf had just thrown herself at me in abid to attack, but I was faster. A loud growl rumbles through my chest before I equally launched myself at her, catching her off gua
BARBARA'S POVTwo weeks ago...The news of Alpha Victor's death spread like a plague amongst the omegas and ranked wolves of the pack. Everyone was either murmuring or cursing amongst themselves at the unimaginable revelation that could ever befall a pack. The death of their alpha.Without an Alpha to look up to, the pack could hardly thrive on their own, unless of course, someone else will assume the role.Eleanor was not an option because she had always been a sore eye to the pack for being the wolfless daughter of their alpha. It was her fault for being born that way, or so they thought. I could still remember how Alpha Victor grabbed my arm before dragging me into his office. He had threatened me as a child, and it was enough to mess my head up for reasons I was incapable of understanding as well. I never could have expected what would have happened had I not eavesdropped in their conversation. But then again, I was fucking eight! I didn't know what the fuck I was doing until it