He thrust his fist forward but Quinton, who grabs and twists his hand to the back, suspends it. The man winces and tries to shake Quinton off, but he couldn’t. Three other men step forward from the crowd standing by and they surge toward Quinton. Before we know it, Caroline and I throw ourselves into the fight, with fist flying and jaw cracking.
We get subdued and eventually pinned to the floor. And while the rest will experience rapid healing in no time, I won’t and my body ached from having received a few blows and now being pinned to the floor. The men drag Ken forward. His face sustained a few bruises and bust lips and the creepy man now had a victorious look over his smug face even as his eyes glowed blue.
“This will show you to never cross, Fernando!” he growls.
His fingers transform into a sharp claw and he lifts it to rip through Ken, but someone grabs hold of his hand and hurled him across the hall. His body slams aga
Unlike the last week that I finished my assignment and took the bus with the rest members of the team, today I’m still far behind despite five p.m. being less than thirty minutes away.It feels as if I’m being punished in the place of Ken and Quinton because a week has gone by and I haven't heard anything hinting their punishment. Instead, I’m the one getting bombarded by unending work and assignments. Perhaps Avril learnt about our rebellion and picked me as the scapegoat or perhaps Dane instructed her to double my task because the later I close, the fewer the chances of me joining any rebellion.Our communication with each other has also been limited and the attendants at the estate received instructions to keep us as far apart as they can.Ken, however, being a stubborn witch of the north, often cast a spell that blinds the attendants while he sneaks in to talk to me.We both know if he gets caught that’l
“How do I look?” I ask Caroline, rising from before the dressing mirror and turning to have her inspect me. I have on a grey short-sleeved shirt and black trousers and two black shoulder straps.Caroline came in to keep me company about five minutes ago since she was already set and just waiting for the time of our departure.“You look great,” she gushes, covering her mouth up with her hands. “Now I’m rethinking the outfit I received.” She wearily reveals.“Don’t do that, your gown looks amazing on you,” I reveal in honesty, eyeing her red lacy gown that hugs all her curves in the right places. She looks exquisite in her gown and the black three inches heel she has on and I don’t understand where her scepticism is coming from.She pouts, blinking a few times, and I know she’s having a hard time believing it.“Well, I don’t know what the mirror you stared
I exit the first door and run to the second to pull at it, but it is locked and I see no security in place.I pull at it repeatedly, but it won’t open. I groan and slam my palm against it, causing pain to shoot through my hand to the rest of my body, and I groan.I hear a beep on the door and this time when I pull at it; it opens and just as I am about to step out; I hear.“Where do you think you’re going?” Avril demands, stepping out of the shadow that leads into the hall of the lighthouse and reveals herself in a long black gown and curly red hair which she let fall over her shoulders. I’d say she looks like an angel if I don’t already know the devil lives in her.“I need to leave, my...” I begin, but she doesn’t let me finish“You have a thing for breaking the rules, don’t you?” she steps towards me, her displeasure on full display.“That
“Ms Tarr?” I hear a faint unfamiliar voice and slowly, my lashes pull apart to find the doctor at the entrance of the waiting room. I slowly sit up on the long chair I laid on, only to have a black three-piece suit fall onto my lap. This belongs to Dane and the last time I saw him, he had it on. My eyes scan the waiting room, but there’s no trace of Dane left but for his jacket around me for warmth. How nice it is of him to even think about my comfort while I sleep. His jacket feels so cosy and rich with the smell of him and I’m considering the thought of keeping it. I don’t remember falling asleep, and I don’t know what other embarrassing stunt I pulled last night. I silently thank the moon goddess that Dane isn’t around to see me in all my morning disasters. “That’s me, I’m Ms Tarr.” I pull myself onto my feet and approach the doctor who leads me out of the waiting doom and into his office. After ten minutes in his office,
I couldn’t answer his question.What do I want? More than anything, I want to live. I want to belong. I want to be in charge of my own life, which is something I’ve never really done.With Dane, I can explore a lot of things and in the last few months, his intentions have been noble. And despite my uneasiness and the other side of me warning me to stay away, he has been true and firm with me.I cannot hide my attraction to him, and I had zero control whenever he was around. I’d call how I feel around him the proof that he is my mate if I didn’t know better.Alphas don’t get mated to just anyone. The moon goddess design it and it has always been. Alpha, have always found their mates amongst the strongest bloodlines, whether human or non-human. Last I checked, my bloodline possess nothing like power.My father was a runaway werewolf and my mother a human. And despite turning twenty in a few months, I st
The doctor told us mama’s heart condition was back to normal, and the scan they ran showed no major damage done. He informed us she’s fine but insisted on the need to keep her under their supervision for at least another twenty-four hours. As much as I wanted to be here, my mind wandered back to the trial. From Dane’s past tempering in my assignment during the trial, I know he would gladly rig it just to see me win. But I want to win purely on my merit, not because of him. I want to know I can do this and not be limited by my dormant gene, or because the Alpha Dane is my mate. I want my shot like everyone else and I want fairness. “You’re worried,” Dane speaks up and I snap out of my thought to look at him. I flash him a wry smile, then drop my gaze to my fingers. “Yeah, but it’s just thinking about the trial and how it’s going, that’s all.” Lorenzo just arrived after the whole morning of being at work and I ste
On our way back to Beverly Hill, Dane and I talked about what we both wanted and while he wanted to declare me as his mate, I wanted to keep our relationship a secret, at least until the end of the trial. I also told him I didn’t want him tampering with the process of the trial. I expressed wanting to win based on my merits and if I didn’t win, I’d know that I did my best at least. Dane was reluctant when I laid my cards on the table, he told me he had harboured how he felt and watch from a corner for so long and didn’t want to do it again, but I reminded him that two weeks wasn’t as long as he thought. He agreed and nodded, sealing my lips once more with a deep and mind-shattering kiss before pulling away. He mumbled, an ‘I love you’ while placing his head against mine and I think I do too, but didn’t say it back. Dane was understanding, maybe even more than I expected. I learnt a lot about male wolves and their tendency to be domin
Agreeing to go on a date with Dane was the only option that remained after the long, heartfelt discussion we had. At first, I told him I needed to think about it, but he pulled me against himself and told me the party was today and I had no more time to think. When I tried to protest, he kissed my mouth, and I had no other choice but to accept his offer. A victorious smile came onto his face and he kisses my lips again before telling me when he’d pick me up. Going out together wasn’t really the idea of keeping apart and taking things slow, but none of us cared at this point. I miss him and my want for him grows with every passing day, and the trial is still in process and the last thing I want is complicated issues with my union with Dane, but I am believing we can find balance in all of this. Dane assured me that since we were going to a masquerade party, it would hide my true identity because everyone would have
Jaclyn entered the room where they laid the body of Ken and approached the bed. Silas sits beside Ken with his hand by his side him and when he senses Jaclyn's presence in the room, he rises to his feet and nods his head at his daughter before taking his leave. Her eyes well up with unshed tears, now being alone with Ken’s dead body. She tries to control herself and her emotions, but she can’t help it. So many times, Ken had told her to let the past go. He told her revenge will not bring her happiness, but sadness and pain. She never understood, but after the unfortunate event of the night, she knows he was right all along. His blood was on her hands and she would never forgive herself. She takes his chilly hands into hers, rubbing small circles all over them. “You were right. We should have stayed in that cottage. We were free to be ourselves, free to laugh, free to live, free to love each other. We shouldn’t have left. Everything was perfect there.” Her tears ran d
Jaclyn rose to her feet, her eyes glowing yellow just like her skin. She storms through the fighting crowd like a whirlwind, heading to where Allen is.“I see you found out the truth already!” he says, acknowledging her fury.“And you die now.” she seethes.She reached for him but felt a block around him, although not seeing it.“I came with my fortification in case things turned sour, little fire wolf.” he informs her as if reading into her mind and seeing her dilemma.He grabbed her by the hair and threw her onto the ground. She lands hard and her hand cracks.“I taught you all the tricks you know, and you really think you can use them on me?” his leg swings forward and he kicks her in the face as she falls to the ground again, groaning.He reaches out and grabs her by the hair, pulling her onto her feet and delivering punches after
Ace lay spread out on his gigantic bed with his eyes closed. Two women are resting beside him. He had brought them along to celebrate his victory over his brother and claiming the rogue pack. Now, as midnight passed, they needed rest. However, Ian stepped into the room to interrupt his much-needed rest.“Someone is here to see you.”“Who is he?” Ace moans, his lashes cracking open. The girls beside him wake as well.“His name is Kenneth Miller. He once trained with the rogue pack alongside the fire wolf and Caroline Matters. He’s like me, a witch.” Ian answers.Ace doesn’t need all the information. He knows who the kid was. He had faced him about a year ago when he came to the safe house. “What did he say?” he asks, helping himself up with his elbows on the bed.“He said he needed an audience with you. He believes what he has to say is important.”“Let him speak to you, then.” Ace
“Alpha, there is an attack on the entrance of the pack house. I think the alpha of the fury park is leading the raid.” Liam announces, stepping into the room where Dane lay, trying to regain his strength. After the fight with his brother a few hours ago, Dane felt his strength leave him and it’s still yet to return.“How did they know we would be in fewer numbers today?” Dane asks, his tone dominated by confusion as he properly sits up.“Could this be Ace’s doing?” Liam asks, his voice rising curiously.“Ace is a lot of things, but he will never betray his own. If he wanted me dead, he wouldn’t do it through anyone. He’d challenge me up front.” he ran a hand through his hair. “How many of us are left?”“We are twelve, alpha. Yourself included.”“And them?”“They were over a hundre
“Your brother believes I have an ulterior motive for coming back to you, doesn’t he?” Jaclyn asks, leaning against the door while Dane puts on his shirt. He had brushed over everything that had happened at the party, including his brother’s challenge to Jaclyn after they left the party yesterday. He promised he will handle everything today and when Jaclyn asked to come see him before the face off; he didn’t object. Dane sighs, adjusting his shirt. “Ace has had a hard time trusting anyone but himself for the longest of time.” She turns to stare him straight in the eyes. “What about you then? Do you think I have an ulterior motive for coming back?” He doesn’t hesitate, “At first I did, but you had the chance to kill me months ago at the boxing ring and you chose not to, I’ve never been good at gambling, but I’d bet my life that you don’t want me dead. And if you do, it will be because I deserve it. It’s hard for people to see the truth
Ken stands before the white wooden door and knocks on it. After about a minute, it opens and Silas stands before him in black trousers and grey polo. The man looks surprised to see Ken, however, the look on his face remains welcoming. “Ken.” “Silas.” “Hey,” he says. “We need to talk.” Ken interrupts and pushes past him further into the room even without being invited in. If Silas took offence at this, he says nothing as he closes the door and follows Ken further into the house. “How did you find me?” he asks once they reach the living room. Ken scoffs, “I’m a witch, Silas. I know where you and ten others I passed by while coming here live.” “Fine. Why are you here?” “To ask you what it takes to be a spineless father.” Ken shoots immediately. This time, his words strikes Silas, and a frown forms on his face. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “It
Jaclyn was still working on the broadsheets on her desk before her when she sensed Dane’s presence at the door of her office. Last month, Dane had helped set her back into the Northrich university she left a year ago. The plan was to work while schooling and she told him she could take on both responsibilities. Dane saw to it to assign her the minimum work while paying her the salary as if she was a full-time employee. He also stayed off her way, only seeing her a few times a week, giving her time to adjust to the working routine.She didn’t bother to lift her head from the files she worked on. He hadn’t lurked around in the last three weeks and so she knows something is up today. But knowing Dane, she doubts he’d go straight to the point. Well, he stands in her office and she can’t ignore the hell out of him like she wants.“Hey.” He speaks, and her head slowly lifts to see him with a wide smile on his face.“Hello.
Cathy brings over the second round of the shot of vodka Jaclyn ordered. Franklin, the bartender, went on leave to see his sick mother last week and Cathy here has covered for him since. She smiles at her before bringing the glass to her mouth when she feels someone sit beside her and, without turning to see who it is, she knew it was Ken. Her mood changes slightly. These past months she’d missed him so much, but she didn’t want him here. Not now. “Hello, Jaclyn.” “Ken,” she nods in acknowledgement, rounding her finger over the mouth of the small cup she just placed down. “It’s been a while, Jaclyn. I’m left to believe you forgot about me at this point.” She didn’t, but she can’t tell him that. “I’ve been quite busy.” Pain flashes in his eyes and he clears his throat. “Caroline told me you accepted the job at the Vixon’s industry four weeks ago.” “I did.” “You didn’t tell me.” “I didn’t think I had to, besides I kn
Flashback Eight months ago, a month after Jaclyn woke. “People say the moon goddess loves all his children equally. Well, they lied because the moon goddess loves the fire wolf more.” Ken read aloud as he came to take his seat on the couch next to Jaclyn, holding two small textbooks in his hands. “How do you mean?” she asked from beside him, her legs folded in a yoga style and her hands rubbing her knee. “Remember when I told you fire wolves can never be mated or marked, but they can choose their mate and mark them?” when she nodded he continued, “This book confirms it.” “That, never having a mate sounds like a bad thing instead of good,” she said with a displeased scowl. “It’s not. The purpose of a fire wolf is more than finding a mate. The goddess, knowing this, made them unmarkable at least to an extent.” he closed the book and opened the other one, having a brown hardcover back. He did a dramatic throat-clearing before read