London:Fuyu's heavy breaths mingled with the soft sway of the branches dancing to the wind and the ruffles of the shrubs as he stood before the giant black gate that protected the tall, brown, aging building. A strange magical presence radiated from the gate and around the building."Since when did the council need a magical barrier?" I sneered with a brow tipped at the highly ridiculous occurrence.Fuyu's no-nonsense snarl showed he was currently thinking the same. His sharp eyes carefully inspected the surroundings, and his ears were alert for the slightest suspicious movement. He stole a side glance at the tall building with an arched left brow and snarled, his eyes lowering as he processed his analysis.He raised his head again and gently sniffed the air. His brows furrowed as he swallowed dangerously. No one was outside, and the silence was almost too..."Something's not right." Fuyu said it hesitantly.It was a rare sight to see Fuyu so hesitant, and that also put me on edge be
Blaire:I was watching Emmett try everything she knew to revive the innocent-looking little boy who lay on the operating table with horrifying bruises and deep gashes slashed on his chest. He looked like he had encountered a beast, and it did not show any mercy on him.His swollen left eye had deep cuts and scratches trailing down to his cheeks. His forehead wasn't spared either. His right index finger was badly broken, as were three ribs in his chest and his left leg. I couldn't understand why his blood was so black, nor could I understand the pungent and choking smell that came from it. The complicated stench alone was making me lightheaded and a little sick.Doctor Miller was looking so stressed as he administered yet another injection into the body, carefully watching the heart monitor, which hadn't changed its waves positively.Emmett was applying pressure to the hole she had created at the corner of his stomach, purging him of the contaminated blood, according to what they've sa
London: I jolted awake, opening my blue eyes as my heart pounded heavily and sweat profusely tricked down my forehead. The remnants of the dream still cling to my consciousness, a haunting echo of something I can't quite grasp.It happened again. The same freaking flashes of an accident and that same voice that hunted me were back and clearer than ever before. I could see those very faces that looked familiar; they were saying something, but I couldn't hear them because it felt like I was falling into a deep space. My voice was screaming out to them, but not a word was audible.The soft, hazy light of dawn seeped into my room, and the air was still as the gentle rustle of curtains swayed in the morning breeze. My breath came in ragged gasps, and I clutched the sheets, trying to steady my trembling hands.The remnants of the dream cling to me, refusing to dissipate. I could almost taste the acrid fear that had gripped me, the images flashing before my closed eyelids like a disjointed
London:I ran a hand through my hair, "I just don't know what the hell those elders were thinking when they started this nightmare." He scoffed, "spineless, stupid, dumb, and ambitious. Those men were just power hungry." True. Very true. "It kind of makes me wonder just how much ancient shit they've gathered. The book of damned was sealed away in Luna's temple and required pure blood to be offered in return for the book to answer to you. Who the hell has a direct connection to Luna–minus you? Did they sacrifice?" Things were escalating quickly, and a lot of things were not making sense anymore. With the discovery I made, I realized things had eaten much deeper than I could have ever imagined."Elders are meant to protect, goddamnit. And not ruin the peace we shared. Even if wolf hunters were taking out wolves, there's nothing a little confrontation with the human leaders won't solve. I knew they were all shit; I never knew they'd be so darn stupid." I groaned, heaving in frustrati
Blaire:I wasn't sure why he hadn't woken up yet, and it's been a week and three days. What was going on with him? Was he poisoned? Doctor Miller had refused to tell me anything when I had carefully asked in a way that would not raise any suspicion. Most importantly, I didn't know why a part of my heart was thumping anxiously, anticipating his open eyes.I knew the mate bond was faint, and by virtue of London severing it from his side, I couldn't feel his heart or emotions like mates were supposed to. I could only feel the lingering pull and reaction to his presence—an inexplicable excitement that comes from my fast-beat heart. It was crazy because I wanted to feel less for him and hate him, but with my pregnancy included, it was becoming impossible.Emmett had told me that babies help strengthen the mate bond, and it was going to grow even stronger if the husband was alive. That went a long way in explaining the restlessness I had been experiencing and the sharp pain in my heart when
London:I looked down at the little wolf on the floor with pieces of broken ceramic in her hands. The look of shock and fear on her face made me squint my eyes.I eyed the knocked-down stool and the pieces in her hands, and my right eye twitched as I finally took in the scene before me. I can't believe she broke a fucking expensive vase. I pinned her with a blank stare, demanding an explanation before my expression switched to that of rage."A-alpha, I was just..."I noticed the trolley by a corner and raised a brow. If she had breakfast ready, why didn't she bring it into my room? Her eyes flitted around while her fingers pressed her bleeding left palm. She gently rose to her feet, and I saw a patch of blood forming on her stomach. Who injured her?Her hair was in a messy bun, and her gray gown flayed at her knees. She bit her lip while taking a slow exhale. I noticed from how jumpy she was, her ability to immediately go into hyperventilation, her shaky hands, and her quiet eyes that
Blaire:I wish there was a button I could press and she would just go mute forever because, hell, I was tired of listening to her sound so caring and actually friendly. I couldn't shake off her moans that rang in my ear. How dare she try to act all friendly with me when she was just experiencing pleasure at the hands of my dumb mate?I wanted so badly to punch her pretty face until her nose remained broken. Just the mere sight of her was disgusting, and my insecurity grew to a level beyond my understanding.I already knew that getting London's attention was next to impossible, yet here was a living testimony to London's attraction. I didn't exactly blame him for being attracted to her. She was beautiful with neck-length ginger hair and big eyes that could be likened to those of a baby's, and there was a mesmerizing shade of green—forest green.Her heart-shaped face held a few freckles sprinkled on her cheeks and nose. A sight that would definitely catch the attention of many men. She
London:I had honestly forgotten that I had agreed to a summit until Cane came into my office to notify me of Va'dneuver's presence in the left wing. It was to be perceived without doubt that the failed council meeting would also be a subject of discussion, and I definitely had no plans of making promises to pay attention to that.Freya had told me something about the people perceiving the killings to be the work of wolf hunters, and the more I thought about it, the more it angered me. Those imbeciles had indirectly aided the hunter in creating the perfect atmosphere for chaos. If the people were in a state of unrest and ended up actually waging a war on the humans—wolf-hunters, to be precise—it would be a perfect camouflage for him.I rubbed the bridge of my nose, exhaling sharply, before pulling my shirt over my shoulders. I roughly pushed my hair back, guiding my fingers to rightly button my shirt.I felt fully energized, and I had my unconscious state to thank for that. Although i
London I stared out the window as my fingers slowly worked to clasp the buttons of my crisp white dress shirt. I snapped my attention back to the present when I felt my mate's gentle touch glide over the wide expanse of my shoulder.I smiled, brushing my hair back and turning to face her smiling face. Eighteen years, and she didn't look a day older than twenty-five—the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on.“Here, I'll help with your tie,” she murmured, starting the knot around my neck, and I could only stare down at her like a lovesick puppy. She looked even more beautiful today, if that were even possible. Her dark hair was curled to perfection, the black shimmering gown accentuated her curves, and the thigh-high slit revealed slender, long legs that I imagined putting over my shoulder while doing wicked things to her.I groaned at the thought, pulling her chin up so our eyes met. Even in those heels, she was still a midget compared to me.“We should just ditch the party and
London I stared in pure boredom at the bunch of Alphas seated at the oval table in the board room on the left wing. As I watched them tearing at each other's throats about who was supposed to have more territory than the other, I seriously began to regret my decision of each Alpha of the Four Kingdoms being independent of his own affairs, a treaty I signed of not interfering unless in dire situations like a war. Reece and I exchanged a glance, and he shrugged before returning his attention to the arguing Alphas. It seemed I would have to step in and stop their pointless fights once again. “Gentlemen,” I called, trying to gain their attention, but when that didn't work, I banged a fist against the table, and that did the trick as they all stopped their bickering to give me full attention. “Now that I have all your attention, can we wrap this up? I have a pregnant wife that needs me.” I spoke through gritted teeth, my eyes twitching as they all fidgeted in their seats. “Thank y
Blaire White I opened my eyes to a dark, damp cell that reeked with the stench of blood and death. I blinked several times to be sure I wasn't having a nightmare, but the rusted bars stared back at me, and the only sound I could make out was of water dripping somewhere.I tried to move my arm, only to realise it was chained to the wall, as were my feet. Looking down, my eyes widened in shock at my very pregnant belly. I began to hyperventilate, my heart beating out of control, when it finally dawned on me that it wasn't a dream after all. Maybe London had only been a good dream, my mind conjured up to keep me sane.“H-hera,” my voice cracked as I tried reaching out to my wolf but received no answer.I tried over and over again with no success, wailing over the feeling of emptiness that overcame me.I shivered when I felt the temperature drop a few degrees lower, scrunching up my nose as the smell of decaying carcasses permeated the air. I gasped in horror when a hooded figure appeare
London:I sat in silence, leaning back against my swivel chair and staring into space for the last hour, lost in my thoughts. I was still reeling from Fuyu's shocking revelation that shook me to my very core. I was still in disbelief that I was capable of treating Blaire, the love of my life, poorly, as Fuyu had described. Even more ludicrous was his claim that this was our third chance at life. Why didn't I remember any of this if it was true?The way Fuyu's red eyes glowed in regret when he materialised in front of me, I knew none of it was made up. He had retreated to the farthest corner of my subconscious, leaving me to think about what he had revealed. How could I explain any of this to Blaire?A knock on the door snapped my attention back to the present, and I sighed, turning to face the door.“Come in,” I called reluctantly, picking up a random file on my desk to flip through, attempting to distract my wandering thoughts. Freya walked in, shutting the door behind her softly be
Blaire WhiteThe way London swiftly snapped the rogue's neck sent a shiver down my spine. I had prepared myself for anything, but it was still concerning to watch him end a wolf's life as if it meant nothing, even though the rogue deserved it.More than anything, I was thankful to see that he wanted to try and do things differently. Even Hera couldn't stop talking about how Fuyu adored her; she had been giddy with excitement because he had been quiet the first day we recognised him as our mate.When he banished the traitor Eliza, I felt pride swell in my chest, but I could tell that the pack members were shocked by the outcome—like they had expected him to snap her neck or rip off her head, just as he had done with the rogue.Knowing London could do things differently if he wanted made me want to hold him forever and never let go, but I had to hold myself back and continue watching from the sidelines.There were two other prisoners left kneeling in front of the crowd. A scrawny blonde
LondonI was seethingly mad when Reece's report replayed over and over again in my head. The thought that my pack's covert affairs had been compromised by one of my own left a pungent taste in my mouth.I knew I had to calm down and think rationally before I frightened my mate even more. I could hear her heart racing, and the need to soothe her overwhelmed my senses, helping to quell my anger, if only a little.Although I sensed Fuyu's rage, it was strange that he didn't fight for control to locate and eliminate the traitor. I pushed aside the thought and focused on Blaire, who sat rigidly on my lap, rubbing her arms nervously.Giving Reece an icy look, I spoke through the mind link, "Leave," and he bowed once before exiting, closing the door softly behind him.“My love,” I murmured, lifting Blaire effortlessly and placing her gently on my desk. I positioned myself between her thighs, pushing them apart. Placing my hands on either side of her, I leaned down so that we were at eye leve
Blaire White After breakfast, London suggested we take a walk in the garden so that we could talk and get some fresh air at the same time. He walked silently beside me, his long legs matching my pace, and his elbow brushed against my shoulder, sending sparks down my spine.I inhaled the fresh air, infused with the scent of earth and the fragrance of blossoming flowers, and smiled when I heard birds chirping in the trees. It was like sweet music to my ears, and I felt at peace.“Blaire,” London called my name softly, and I snapped my attention back to him, tilting my head to meet his eyes briefly.“Why did you want to leave?” he asked, his face almost contorting in a pained expression as he waited for my answer. I was at a loss for words, opening my mouth and then shutting it when no words formed. I was ashamed to tell him the real reason I wanted to leave the minute I woke up in his arms, but I couldn't stand lying to him.“When I recognised you as my mate, I was scared because I tho
Blaire White.Nimble fingers combing through my hair and massaging my scalp roused me from my deep slumber. I moaned in contentment as the feeling gently pulled me into sleep's gentle embrace. The musky scent of sandalwood invaded my senses as I slowly became painfully aware of the delicious soreness between my legs.Fluttering my eyes open, I was met with unfamiliar steel-grey eyes that strangely held warmth as he steadily held my gaze. I memorised the most minute details on his face: the curve of his light pink lips, the way his lashes fanned over his high cheekbones as he blinked slowly, the way his dark, wavy hair fell to his strong shoulders. My fingers itched to run through it, to confirm if they were as soft as they looked.His gaze was almost hypnotic, and I couldn't bring myself to look away. The longer I stared at the stranger I had unwittingly given myself to the previous night, the more I realised why he was gazing at me as though I were the most precious thing he'd ever h
LONDONI collapsed to my knees, overwhelmed by an unfathomable pain that scrambled my thoughts and words. A roar tore through me as I gripped my head, attempting to ground myself but failing miserably."What have you done, Fuyu?" I gasped, choking on my own blood as it pooled in my mouth. Miller's voice echoed faintly in the background, but I was too far gone to make sense of it.“It was the only way,” Fuyu whispered from a distant corner of my subconscious.Another scream tore from my throat as I felt my bond with Fuyu being ripped away. He was a part of me, the other half of my soul, and Hayes was killing him, which meant he was killing me too. We couldn't survive without each other, not for long."When I die, Hayes dies with me.” Fuyu's voice sounded faint, his presence in my head slowly fading. At that point, I could no longer feel my physical body; I was consumed by the agony of losing my wolf and friend.Fuyu wasn't just my wolf; he was my lifeline, my constant companion since c