Salara’s POVHenry’s invitation to lunch caught me by surprise and I find myself pausing in my footsteps towards the door. Henry and I haven’t spent much time together since our meeting in the kitchen a week ago. Training has kept him busy this past week and I have been busy recovering from my attack from two weeks ago. My eyes drift over to where Derrick stands to my left without thought, my mind wanting to gauge Derrick’s reaction to Henry’s invitation. From the tension I can see barely hidden around his mouth, I can tell that either Derrick or Hunter is not happy about the lunch invitation and a part of me wants to turn Henry down because of it, but I know I can’t avoid Henry forever. Releasing a steadying breath of air, I return my attention to where Henry stands expressionless to my right, his focus completely on me. My eyes widen in surprise when I notice that his usual bright blue eyes appear to be a darker, almost black color as he watches me intently before they flash back
Derrick’s POVI tried really hard to concentrate on the meeting with the pack Elders this morning, but my thoughts keep going back to Salara and the kiss that we shared in the hallway. The feelings revealed in that single kiss was unlike anything I have ever felt before. If I was unsure about her feelings before this morning, they are in clear focus now. ‘If only that annoying human hadn’t wandered onto our floor.’ Hunter grumbles in my head, his dislike for Henry coming through loud and clear with his words. ‘I still think we should have killed the useless husband while we still had the chance.’ Hunter’s pouting causes a chuckle to tumble out from my lips before I can prevent it from escaping. My eyes quickly snap in the direction of my four Elders, a sheepish look taking over my face. Charles casts me a knowing look, his eyebrows wiggling suggestively as he guessed just where my thoughts had wandered off too. Elder Winifred gives me a disapproving look when I glance in her direct
Derrick’s POV ‘What has that useless husband of hers done to her now?’ Hunter’s anger burns through me as I make my way through the pack house towards the kitchen. ‘Now can we kill him?’ It is hard to hold back Hunter’s murderous rage when I myself am close to losing control of my senses. “She ran off into the woods just behind the dog houses.” Charles runs close behind me, his connection still open with the border patrol that notified him of Salara’s disappearance. What the hell was Salara doing near the stretch of dog houses? The last time that I saw her she was heading off towards town with Henry, and that was only around an hour ago. What in the world could have happened in such a short time that would cause her to run away. ‘Why didn’t your useless border patrol stop her from running off into the woods?’ Hunter grumbles in my head, his anger rising inside of me. I can feel the ripples begin just below the surface of my skin as he claws to be released. ‘Wait until we get o
Henry’s POV‘I have warned you about talking to my mate in that way.’ The menacing growl enters my head, startling me for a moment. I thought the dreadful beast had tired himself out and disappeared, but clearly I was wrong. Letting out a tired sigh, I ignore the annoying voice in my head and continue to make my way to the training grounds in search of my trainer. ‘Do not ignore me, puny human.’‘Oh shove it you annoying old wolf! You and I both know that you can’t do anything to me. So just SHUT UP!’ I must have slipped and yelled the last part out loud because the looks that those around me are giving me are not flattering. After taking in a steadying breath, I smile charmingly at the wolves surrounding me. After giving me a wary look, they all wander off in to different directions, avoiding me as much as possible. With my eyes closed, I look up to the sky and hold my breath for a few. This damn wolf has been nothing but a headache since I discovered that there was one inside of my
Henry’s POVBlood drips down Salara’s neck, leaking from around my teeth as I send my teeth even further into her collar bone to ensure that the mark is prominent. Beowulf howls in my mind angrily, but I ignore him and pull Salara in closer. Her body goes limp in my arms, causing me to wrap my arms around her tighter to prevent her from falling to the dirty ground. Beowulf stirs in my mind, fighting at the tiredness that is draining away his energy in a bid to take control of my body. I pull back on my canines, pulling them out of Salara’s swollen neck before licking her wounds like I remember Savannah doing after marking me as her mate. A frown tugs at the corners of my brows when I notice that instead of healing, her wound is looking worse by the second. ‘What is happening to her?’ I ask Beowulf, releasing him from the box that I placed him in earlier. ‘Salara is not your mate you STUPID, FOOLISH human!’ Beowulf growls at me the moment that I allowed him to join me in the forefro
Beowulf’s POV“My mate will soon leave this world because of this stupid human’s bite. I have no reason left to live.” The will to live has quickly drained from my body thanks to this stupid human that I have been paired with. At first I thought how perfect it was that the Moon Goddess had put me in the body of the man who is married to my mate. I thought the Moon Goddess had finally smiled down on me and had blessed me with the chance to correct the mistakes of my past. But of course I should have known that the Goddess wouldn’t make things easy on me this time around. Not after how badly I screwed things up the last time we walked the Earth together. It was all my fault that my mate was killed after all. Of course I would have to work to have her in my arms once again. But what I wasn’t expecting was to have to sit back and watch as my mate is abused by the man who swore to love and respect her or to learn that the Goddess has fated her to another. Destiny can be so cruel and I ha
Derrick’s POV Anger burns through my veins as I glare over at Henry who is currently hiding behind the witch. I wonder if she is the same witch that was making it impossible for me to track Salara earlier. It would make sense if she is, especially since she was found standing in the clearing with Henry. As well as Salara, who is lying unconscious in a pile of leaves. I never thought I would be able to pull Hunter away from our dying mate, but I finally convinced him to rise up and take his revenge against the human he has been trying to kill since the very begining. The promise of murder and revenge was the only thing that could cut through the deep mourning we both were feeling upon seeing our mate lying lifeless on the ground. ‘Go to your Luna.’ I order my Beta, not wanting to remove my eyes from where Henry is standing with the witch. The witch in question pays me no mind and turns to Henry before opening her mouth to speak. “Will you come with me or not, Beowulf?” Beowulf?
Derrick’s POVElder Winifred’s words penetrate through the darkness that has begun to surround me. “Only you can save her now, Alpha.” My body stiffens in her arm, my head snapping in her direction so I can meet her all too knowing eyes. Is there really a way that I can save Salara from this fate? I jump to my feet, all too eager to do anything to save the woman that has become so important to me in such a short time. Grabbing hold of her wrinkled hands, I pull Elder Winifred from her position on the floor and stare eagerly into her sparkling eyes. “I will do anything to save her.” Movement stops all around me. Everyone is interested in what Elder Winifred has to say. She lifts her hand up to pat the side of my face affectionately before she whispers in my mind, ‘All you have to do is mark her.’ A gasp leaves me as I pull back away from her quickly, startling the doctor from his place beside me. How is marking her going to save her from the poison that has been injected in her from