โLetโs go to the den, we can play games there, or would you like to see a movie?โ Oliver questions as he leads me out of the kitchen. A movie? A year ago, that would have been a far-fetched concept, we were mostly worried about how we were going to stay hidden and feed ourselves. I smile at him โA movie sound really nice, thanks Oliโ Holding my hand, he leads me up the stairs, opening the first door to revile an empty living room. They are large comfy couches and love seats with fluffy pillows, a huge television dominates one wall. โGet comfyโ he tosses something small and black at me, I only have a second to catch it against my chest. Before he goes to the popcorn machine and starts it up. Bringing my hand down I see itโs the television remote. I sit on the middle couch, turn on the TV and start going through the available movies. โWhat should we watch?โ I ask out loud, my eyes on the screen. Iโm not much of a movie person so most of the movies here are new to me. He shrugs โw
*** I donโt step outside the lodge on Saturday, by Sunday I begin to feel cooped up, and a little restless so I go for a walk, I donโt venture too far though, not wanting to risk running into Zayne. When Monday comes, Iโm almost eager to return to training. I look forward to doing something new. We meet in an open field, away from the obstacle course. Today, someone is waiting with our instructor Colin when we arrange ourselves in two lines. A female, she wears dark jeans tucked into boots and a black long-sleeved shirt. She looks a little familiar but I can't seem to place her. โToday your combat training begins, congratulations on passing stage one. Today youโll be learning some basic defensive maneuvers. How to block, shield, duck, how to fall, and get back up. Basically, how to not get killed. Naya and I will show you how itโs done. The rest of you will pair up for this exercise and take turns practicing both for offense and defense."They turn to face each other. โI will at
*** After training, before our daily run, Oliver assists me with my assignment, holding my feet to the ground as I pull myself up and down using only my stomach muscles. I take a few minutes to catch my breath before moving to my hands and knees for my push-ups. Knowing I will be too winded to attempt any form of exercise after our twenty-mile run. The run was harder today, I thought I was already getting better at it but at the end of our run, I was hurting. Everywhere. My shoulders ached, arms felt like logs of wood were attached to my shoulders, so heavy. My stomach was killing me I felt like throwing up, and I probably would have if I had any food in my belly, and donโt get me started on my legs. I felt a little bad for Oliver, he had to help me walk back to the lodge, supporting me with an arm around my waist while I sipped out of his bottle of water, seeing as I forgot mine in the main pack house the other day after escaping Zayne. My legs are still trembling as I shower
Itโs a full moon tonight. For most packs, it calls for a celebration. Dark Woods is no different. Iโve been going strong with my training these past few days. Just when I think Iโm getting the hang of it, Naya switches things up. I donโt think she likes me very much. Though I do seem to be getting better, now I can punch and kick like nobodyโs business. After my first breakthrough, I realized that if I thought about it really hard, going through the moves, the form, the maneuvers, and every step in detail in my head, I learn faster. In other words, even when I'm not at the arena I think about training, what I learned that day, the mistakes I made, and how can I get better. If anyone had told me a month ago that Iโd be able to do a roundhouse kick, throw my weight back without thought, just to break the hold of my enemy, or do a backflip? Iโd laugh and call them crazy. But I can do all that and more. I am getting there. Iโve been to the compound a few times with Oliver after tra
I freeze at his words. My fingers, my legs, my breath. Even my heart stopped beating. Thereโs no way he saw me, he is facing away from me, yeah, heโs probably talking to someone else. โI can smell you; you know.โ I can hear the amusement in his voice. Shit. Well, that changes things. Thinking of my options, should I turn around and go back to the party, or play it off, like I just stumbled upon him while taking a walk? โI wouldnโt be much of a predator if I donโt notice when Iโm being followedโ his voice comes again.I grimaced, clenching my eyes. Right. So, he knew I was following him. I scratch my scalp, embarrassed at being caught. Smoothing down the material of my sweater I come out of my hiding place. โI was trying to be quiet "I admit. โIโll teach you to hunt prey another timeโ his back is still turned to me, โThough you shouldnโt stalk prey more dominant than you are, or you might find yourself caught in a snareโ I stop a few paces beside him where heโs leaning on the
*** I think about Zayne a lot before I go to bed. I relive our kiss in the woods again and again. The feel of his strong and warm body against mine. The taste of his warm wet mouth, the feel of his tongue as it stroked mine, as my body had tightened, warmed. And those hands, how he had caressed my back, and my hair and inhaled my scent like heโs never smelled anything so intoxicating. I can't believe how bold I'd been to follow him tonight and get so close to him, it's not like me at all. I don't even talk to people or males like him. I wonder what it is about him that makes me feel so much. I blame Lily, she put thoughts like this in my head. Iโm lost in my thoughts, with my gaze on the full moon through the opened curtain as sleep drags me away. *** โAlina? Alina? Sweetheart, can you hear me?โ the words come slowly, muffled, I blink slowly trying to make sense of it. I feel drowsy and slow. Fierce blue eyes stare at me โZayneโฆโ I call sluggishly. I rub my left eye sleepily u
When I wake up Zayne is sitting beside me on the bed like he never left, his fingers caress my hair softly, which is what must have woken me up. I have to blink a few times to focus my gaze, โHi,โ he whispered. โHiโ I replied, it comes out scratchy. He gives me a searching look, โHow are you feeling?โ At his words, I remember how I got here, here being Zayneโs bedroom, me laying in his bed. I remember what happened last night. I blink slowly, feeling like Iโve been asleep for days. I sit up, running the fingers of my right hand through my hair. โFine, Iโm fineโ I sighed. โHow long have I been asleep?โ โHours, you looked really tiredโ I shake my head to clear it a bit before looking at the window, though heavy drapes prevent the sun from coming in, it is bright out, past noon already. โShit" my head falls in my hands "Iโm late for practice, I have to goโ I try to rise, but I will only have enough time to run back to the lodge and get changed into something practical, no time f
The howl of a wolf wakes me up, I jerk up on all fours, and my legs are tangled in a blanket, I must have dozed off at some point last night. My right cheek feels numb from sleeping on the floor, after trying so hard not to fall asleep, at least there were no unfortunate late-night walks. I throw my blanket on the bed and strip on my way to the bathroom, I didnโt attend training yesterday and Iโm already running late today. Great. I wash off as fast as I can, drying my hair and picking out my clothes at the same time. I donโt think Iโm going to have time for my special assignment this morning, which means I have to do it before my run right after practice, just great. I quickly shrug on my clothes, a grey top over a sports bra and a pair of stretchy leggings. I brush my still soaked hair into a bun at the top of my hair, securing it with a hair tie, no time for a braid today, I Shove my feet into my sneakers and run downstairs. โHeyโ I greet Winnie when I pass by the kitchen. โCan
I wake up slowly. Heat swooping up my belly, lingering in my core as a hand smooths down my leg, over my calf to my ankle. Moisture pools in my center as the scent of my musk fills the room. I donโt know how I can still take any more after what went down last night. But I always want more with him. โZayneโฆโ I try to bring my left leg to my right to relieve some of the tension between my things but it doesnโt budge. Hm? My forehead wrinkles but I am distracted by a light nibbling on my big toe. His fingers trail over the bottom of my foot tickling me, as a light sleepy giggle escapes me, he spreads me even wider, I expect him to roll me over unto my back, throw my leg over his shoulder or settle himself between my thighs but something tightens around my ankle pulling taut. Once again, confusion rises. Then he leaves me completely, I pull on my leg, but it doesnโt budge, why can't I move my leg? Neither can my arms. "What the..?" โZayne?โ Am I tied up? โWhy am I tied up?โ is th
I sit in Zayneโs chair once again, his computer screen in front of me displaying four other males. The large screen in front of me connected to the computer displays the same for the others to see.โAnd you are?โ the voice is gruff. Youโd think theyโd know who I am with the number of hunters theyโve sent after me. I look at each of them, an older male, who looks to be around his late sixties in human age, sits at the top right screen. beside him is a light-haired male, younger. at the bottom left is a middle-aged male with a bald head and black eyes, and the last is a dark-haired male also young. As it has for nearly eight years now, the fifth council seat remains unoccupied. I fight a smirk pulling at my lip when I say โAlina, you probably know me as the Sliver oneโTwo of them gasped loudly, the bald-headed one remains quiet, not an ounce of expression on his face. I let that sit for a moment. I see them looking at my hair then my eyes, the technology, no matter how advanced mutes
The past week has been hard, even though we won, war takes its toll. In the end, we were all nursing broken bodies and an equally broken heart, and Zayneโฆ I just miss him. A whole week has gone by and whenever I think about that night, I want to break down into tears, sometimes, I do cry. At the fight and what went down after. The girls come to visit me every day, and Oliver and the guys also swing by after training. Sometimes, Emma is also here, and we make food together. But at night, I get so lonely, the bed so empty without him. But I can't bare to sleep anywhere else. At least here, Iโm covered in his scent.Right now, we gather in the meeting room, I try not to pace as I wait, the time counting down with each passing second, smoothing a hand over my leather jacket, I draw in a deep breath. I donโt know which has me more nervous. Finally talking to them or- almost immediately a short beep sounds and I hear the door push open. Every other thought forgotten I cover the distance
I'm still screaming like when I jump on Kieranโs back, my hands on his face, my claws stabbing into any vulnerable flesh, tearing at his jaw, but he doesn't feel any of it in his haze of bloodlust. He howls as I press my claws into his sockets with all my might taking away one of his senses. I keep digging until Iโm sure his brain is licking down his eyes. fire stabs into my thighs, a fist tightens around my hair and I go flying over his head. I cough as pain spreads over every inch of my body. โFucking bitch! Fuck Fuck!โ his hands smacks at his face blindly in the air. Willing whatever strength is left in my battered body roll over unto my front, grimacing at the stabbing sensation in my chest I crawl over to where Zayne is laying still on the ground. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Kieran disappear into the forest. I pay him no mind, my attention on my fallen mate. My mate is down, the strongest male Iโve ever known, down and it was all my fault. Why canโt I ever do anyth
โCan we kill him now?โ Zayne drawls, appearing from the trees, he always did love to make an entrance, โI despise pointless monologuesโ He looks at me, completely ignoring Kieran as though he was beneath his notice. Kieran Blackwell enjoys playing games, it doesnโt hurt to play a game of our own, from his little speech, he wants to be recognized, thatโs why he created the serum, to feel powerful. What better revenge than to deprive him of that? โYouโre so violentโ I sighed oozing disappointment, though I fight the smile on my lips. As I expected, Kieran frowns, his lips turning down.Zayne shrugs his large shoulders like he couldnโt care less. โIt has served me wellโ A short laugh escapes me, we already got the answer we wanted, Zayne said we had to find out if there was more of the serum laying around somewhere, not wanting to make the same mistake as last time. โTrue." In our world, sometimes, violence is always the answer. "Okay, he can die now. Turns out he wasnโt as impressi
โWhere are they? Can you sense them like you do intruders?โ I inquire mutedly after walking for a few minutes. The words barely leave my lips, if they are close I donโt want to give away our location. โNo, thereโs nothing, but they are hereโ his voice comes low, โMarc and Eli have been tracking them for about an hour nowโ Heart in my throat, we walk for twenty more minutes before I see Marc and Oliver where they have taken cover behind a large tree. Zayne makes a hand motion, Marc raises two fingers in reply. I move forward trying to get a sense of my surrounding. Eerie silence surrounds us, not even the wind blows, but I sense familiar pack members in the woods, where theyโve taken position. Zayneโs hand finds mine in the darkness, his fingers threading through mine, and I hear them a second later, boots shifting against the grass. Theyโre here. I will my heart to maintain a steady pace, holding my breath. I look to Zayne for the plan of action, only now remembering I was out
Growing up, sometimes we would hear of packs at war, to settle land disputes, fighting over an insult, an act of disrespect, or simply to gain more power or just for the hell of it. In order words, werewolves fight a lot, our species respects a show of strength more than anything. Sacred Heart was one of the little peaceful packs, preferring diplomacy over a show of force, it kept us safe for a time. Sometimes I wondered what would have happened had Sacred Heart been a more aggressive pack, would we have survived the massacre then, or was it always meant to happen? For the bigger picture to reveal itself? Learning about Kieran Blackwell tonight, I know this war didnโt start with Sacred Heart, it started a decade ago, when Councilor Blackwell thought to go against the creation of the moon goddess by trying to create superior species through science or magic? The details are unknown. Zayne's father, the previous Alpha of Dark Woods found out and was going to expose him, it led to bloo
โMoonless night?โ My voice is rough from my tears.โSane?โ Zayne mummers.He sniffles โTheyโve gone rogue, but they donโt know, the serum makes it so.โZayne freezes beside me โWhat. Serum?โ His voice comes out dangerous.The smile returns to Rafaelโs lips making him look deranged with his bloody teeth โYou knowโโLies! I destroyed every last bit of it, burned their lab to the ground after I killed him that serum is gone, I made sure if it.โIt surly cannot be the same enhancement serum that brought Dark Woods to its knees, based to the way Zayne is reacting it likely is.โWho?โ I whispered.โThereโs no way heโs alive, donโt fucking lie to meโโI donโt know, Iโm just telling you what I heardโโYou most have heard wrong!โ Itโs a turn of events and I find myself holding Zayne back, I can only feel guilt and sadness from him, โWhatever heโs saying is the truth, or at least he must believe itโ I turn to Rafeal โHow did you come about this information?โHe spat out blood, โMy father calle
โWhat are you doing out of that bed?โ Zayne hurries into the room, dumping the food tray on one side. My knees shake a little as I look around, trying to find my shoes, Zayne must have dressed me up in silk shorts and cami when I was out of it. I need to change, I canโt go out like this. โWe have to question Rafael, he knows thingsโโSo you said last nightโ he leads me back with a hand on my lower back. โZayne, really-โAn arm folds under my knees and he carries me the rest of the way โHeโs not going anywhere I can assure youโ he brings the comforter over my legs.โThereโs no time to waste-โ โyou can barely walk, if thereโs something you need Iโll get it for you, just stay hereโ A tired sigh leaves me โI need answers, I think he was the one who sold us out, no Iโm sure if it. He looked so guiltyโ guilty but determined, he was intent on seeing it till the end even as his eyes pled with me to understand.โAnd we will get answers, but not at the risk of you falling over, He smooths m