LYNEXIA As Dimitri holds the door open for me, I ask. "Don't you have Alpha stuff to do, today? How are you going to make time to train me, every day?" Apart from the fact that Dimitri isn't my favorite, the other reason I don't want to train me is because I assume as an Alpha, he has much on his plate. "Trust me, I have a lot to do but I'll make time for you always." He drawls. I scoff, crossing my arms. "Is that supposed to make me feel special?" "It should." His lips curve into a half smile. I roll my eyes. "Goddess, I want to claw your eyes out so bad." "Patience, butterfly." He chuckles, a deep, rich that slides down my body like velvet. "You will get your time." I stare at him, momentarily speechless. "You are so unbelievable." As we step into the narrow path, flanked by towering trees that form an arch, Dimitri places his hand on my lower back. Surprisingly, I don't attempt to shove him away from me. Besides, I need to start learning how to tolerate him since
DIMITRI When our training began, Lynexia was so bad, I often felt like tearing my hair out. But for four days, she has improved more than my expectations. Not only that, she has also begun to warm towards me. Lynexia's sneers and biting remarks, though still there, have reduced. It's as if she secretly enjoys my presence. Though, I know I'm just being delusional, a part of me cannot but hope that maybe we are not broken beyond repair after all. Even more surprising is the sight of her genuine smile. Though she quickly masks them with a scowl, I can't help but savor the moment she lets her guard slip as fleeting as it is. As usual, we went through a series of drills today which Lynexia is very obliged to do. She is determined to learn combat and I'm proud to see it. Though some of the training sessions have been hard, and it's been hard to see her struggle for anything at all but that hasn't made me go lenient with her. Knowing Lynexia, she will claw my eyes out and feed the
LYNEXIA So far my training has been going well. I have been tolerant of Dimitri more than I anticipated. And to be frank, Dimitri is an excellent trainer. He isn't lenient on me for whatever reason and so far he has not treated me like some fragile girl who needs to be pampered. Instead, he has trained me like he would any trainee. I have been proud of the progress that I have made so far. Without my wolf, I feel a tad secure that I can defend myself to an extent. It's probably me just being cocky but I don't exactly fear someone throwing me on the ground at this point. My wolf is still not responding to me, though I feel her inside of me. I'd have been contemplating informing Dimitri but was scared of how he would judge me. More than anything, I'm scared of people's scornful words and I can influenced easily by it but I'm trying to not let this be so. I'm draped in an off-shoulder red silk dress,—courtesy of Julianne—waiting for Dimitri's arrival. If Julianne was born in the
My body stiffens as the man halts in front of us, my hand going to the silver blade hidden within the folds of my dress. Thank goddess my dress is a flare. It makes it easy to draw out the blade. The man's crooked nose twists as he speaks, his gaze fixed on Maia. "The boss wants you now."The boss? Who is the boss? Maia licks her lips nervously, her eyes, heavy with panic. "I'm sick at the moment, I'll see him some other time." The man hisses, his voice holding a heavy stain of disdain. "That is what you said, yesterday. You can't escape this time." I watch their interaction, my confusion mounting. Why will a random man demand the Luna of a pack to come meet him? "I have a guest and I'm giving her a tour," Maia says shakily. The man hisses again. "She is sick. Tell the boss or whoever he is that she won't be able to meet him." I sneerThis is when the man turns his attention to me. He sizes me u
LYNEXIA In the dim light of the car, my stomach grumbles with a pang of guilt and frustration at the thought of what Maia is going through at snowcrest pack. It makes my heart hurt and I feel a hint of regret that I'm not in a post to help her even though I know there is nothing I could have done about it. Beside me, Dimitri grips the steering wheel, his gaze fixed on the road. Kilowatts of fury radiate from him, visible in the taut line of his jaw and his tightly set shoulder. No word has been said between us since we left Mooncrest pack. Shit. I almost forgot that I ruined his meeting. I was supposed to find information, but instead, I caused him trouble. "I'm sorry." I manage to choke out, swallowing my pride. "Don't be." He answers sharply, still not sliding a glance at me. "I should be." I press on." I ruined your meeting. Please tell me your partnership with Akexio didn't fall through because of me?" I bit my lips as I turn my head slightly towards Dimitri. "No.
LYNEXIA When I and Dimitri get to the Richards family house, a small crowd has gathered in front of the house. Dimitri didn't want to bring me but I insisted, leaving him no choice. As Dimitri and I exit the car Gavin and Seraphina approach us. Dimitri wastes no time. "What happened?" He asks. Seraphina side eyes me as if wondering why I am here but I pay her no mind. "He was slashed in the throat with a knife. Just like Julianne." Gavin's voice is strained as we emerge into the Richards family. "Where is he?" Dimitri asks. Gavin's expression is enough answer. He didn't survive it. "He wasn't as Lucky as Julianne. When it happened, it was only him and his six-year-old daughter that were at home." "Did she witness it?" I blurt out. My stomach grumbles at the idea of a six-year-old watching those horrors. Gavin's face is enough for me. "Oh my goddess," I whisper, my hand covering my mouth at the shock. "Where is she?" "With her mother. She hasn't said a word to anyone.
LYNEXIA Three days later Dimitri hasn't come to see me. I expected him to be in Julianne's house the next day but to my surprise, he listened to me and stayed away. On the first day, I pretended I wasn't waiting for him while Julianne and I did our silly decoration day. On the second day, I stopped pretending that I wasn't boiling with hasty anticipation for his arrival. Every creak or sound, and every slight resemblance to his voice makes my head snap to the door. On the third day, I have finally given up. I don't give a two cents about him, showing up or not. As a matter of factly, I want him to stay the hell away from me so that I can keep hating him for all the things he'd done to me. The more time I spend in his presence, the more I feel my solid opinion of him wavering. Which I don't like. I have just spent two weeks here, my mind shouldn't change that easily. And I also promise myself to continue to hate him till death do us
LYNEXIA Dimitri is seated behind the desk, asleep while Seraphina stands in front of him, blocking the sun out with her hands over his face. My left hand balls beside me and a dark swirls soaring inside of me at this sight. I want to barge in and shove her hand away as she begins to trail her finger down the length of his face. How tired does he have to be to not realize someone is touching him? When I can't take it anymore, I clear my throat loudly. Seraphina flinches away from Dimitri, turning her startled gaze towards me. Her expression looks like a deer caught in front of a headlight. She gulps visibly before she walks across the room and outside to come to meet me. "Hey, Lyn." She says with her usual unfriendly face. "What are you doing here?" "What can't I do here? I'm going to be the Luna and Dimitri is my Alpha." My throat scratches to say but I hold. That sounds like I'm jealous which I'm not. I don't care about Dimitri or if Seraphina has a silly crush on him. I
One Month Later LYNEXIA The first peek of the morning sun through the window hit my face and I stir awake with a yawn. I sigh, extending my hand to the other side of the bed to find it empty. Of course, what am I even expecting? I reluctantly climb out of the bed, while rubbing the remnant sleep away from my eyes with the back of my hand. The soft pad of my legs echoes in the air as I slip out of the room, making my way to Felicity's room. I used to grumble about me and Felicity's morning routine before everything went down but now I very much enjoy it. After almost losing my daughter once, I now bask and cherish every single moment I spend with her. I guess the saying goes you value something that you have used. Felicity's soft snores reach me as I slowly creak the door to her room open. Her beautiful, innocent face brings a smile to my face before I step into the room. I settle on the edge of the bed, tucking the strands of her hair behind her ear. I watch her sleep
LYNEXIA The words have just left my mouth before Elena lunges at me. "Shut it." She explodes. "I'm about to fucking end your life so stop being pompous." "What?" I scoff. "Were you expecting me to fall on my knees and beg for your mercy?" I say. "Is that it?" She slaps me across the face, the look on her face sinister. I know I shouldn't push her since she can be so unpredictable but I don't stop. "Shut it," She roars at my face. "I hope my death brings you the utmost happiness and joy. You sick, pathetic loser—." I choke on my words as something sharp digs into my stomach. I wince as blind pain throbs through me. I look down to find Elena's claw deep inside of me. Elena smirks. I shock her by matching it with a scornful, tight smile of my own. "Let's get this over with." I grit my teeth, doubling over as she pulls her claws out of my stomach. Blood drips off the corner of my mouth as my stomach starts to leak. "You should have shut it when I asked you to." "Why do you eve
LYNEXIA An ache starts in the middle of my head as I groan awake. I blink, confused as an unfamiliar room that resembles a barn comes into view. As my head throbs harder and more vicious, I try to reach out my hand to grip it but my hand jerks back against a hold. Then I wiggle my body, including my hands and legs. They jerk against a hold painfully that I have to grit my teeth. The headache is so much I have to squeeze an eye shut as I turn my gaze down to look at the state that I am in. My hands are tied behind the wooden chairs I'm seated on and my legs are tied around the legs of the wooden chair. My back screams with pain as it is arched uncomfortably. Panic sets in as I realize the danger I may likely be in. Seraphina brought me here for what? Why has she kidnapped me? What have I done? What is her aim in any of this? I don't have the luxury to think of an answer as I wiggle my hands, trying to cut the bondage around my wrists. The chair scraps loudly on th
DIMITRI"What is this about?" I ask, my voice tight with curiosity as Zarek leads me away from the quarantine camp towards a lone building at the edge "I'm afraid you will have to hear it from the person herself." Zarek glances back at me before he focuses front again. "Hear about what? Who?" I press as we slip into the lone building. A woman whose face is obscured by a veil turns towards me. Before I can ask further questions, she pulls the veil down to reveal her face. "Julianne," I say. "What are you doing here?" Her chest rises and falls with deep breaths. "I may have a cure for the black plague." "You have a cure?" I repeat, my mind reeling. This can't be true. Julianne nods. "Yes." This time, she sounds assertive. "How?" I ask, not knowing how to react to this. "I have been thinking hard about why Gavin, I, and Lynexia didn't get infected even though we came in contact with black ink. I have been racking my brain this past—." "Get straight to the point." I cut her of
LYNEXIA"No." Dimitri cuts me off harshly as if he already knows what I am about to say. My mouth falls open in shock. "But what if I can provide the cure?" Taking up Elena's offer doesn't feel so bad though dying sends a shiver of dread through me. "Let me guess, you have to put your life on the line for it?" Dimitri's eyes flash in disbelief. I grip the hem of my shirt tightly. Deep down, fear gnaws at me, but to save these people, to make this place livable for those I care about, I'm willing to risk everything. "Yes. If that's what it takes.""No, so get over yourself and stop trying to play the savior." Dimitri jolts to his feet, his chair scraping loudly against the floor. "Dimi—." "Stop it with this your useless hypothetical theory. You are no savior and you don't have the power to be the messiah." His words cut deep but I know it's the panic talking through him. He shoves his fingers into his damp hair. "I didn't let you hate me for five years just to make you be a sacri
LYNEXIA In a span of two days, things do take a turn for the worse. Bodies ply upon bodies. The shadow pack territory becomes a ghost town compared to how vibrant it once was. The number of people tolled into the trainee complex which is now the quarantine camp increases exponentially. The air is thick with despair and the stench of death. The children have been taken away from the town to a safer place leaving behind the healthy werewolves locked up in their houses and the rest of us brave enough to watch over the infected. The drugs that were given to us by Alpha Henry are running out and our healers are hitting the wall about any cure or drug to reduce the symptoms. Reaching out to other packs is useless because word has spread and most of them wouldn't open their gate to us for fear of being infected. I don't blame, I would have done the same if I were in their shoes. As the dreadful moment passes at a slow, tormenting pace, my mind lingers more and more on Elena. The
DIMITRI I groan. "Huh uh." She bites her lower lip seductively. "Yeah." Her hand squeezes me harder. My head falls backward, pleasure already clouding my thoughts. Lynexia takes my hand and leads me to the couch, pushing me down onto it. I fall easily onto it. Our eyes lock as she sinks to her knees, her fingers reaching deftly to my zipper. As she pulls it down, my cock springs out, thick and hard, slapping against my abs. Lynexia licks her lips greedily, her lustful eyes on me. "You want this?" I grumble as I wrap my hand around my thick girth before moving it up and down my length. She nods eagerly, her breath quickening. "Say it." "I want to take your cock in my mouth, Alpha. I want to taste it. I want to taste you." Fuck, Lynexia saying the sluttiest words with the sweetest voice while looking at me with the prettiest fuck-me eyes undo every part of me. "Take it, it's yours." As I let go of my cock, it slaps on my abs again Lynexia salivates a
DIMITRI When Lynexia walks out of the room. Her face is ghostly pale and her knuckles are bruised. Overall, she looks shaken like she's seen a ghost. I rush to her in panic, taking her hands in mine to inspect the wound. "Are you okay?" It seems to be healing slowly but still, something must have happened in the room with Elena. Her face is distant and she doesn't answer me. "Lynexia," I call her softly then more urgently before she jolts out of her trance. Her eyes dart around in confusion before she meets mine. "What is wrong?" I ask. "Huh?" She says, dazed before she shakes her head slightly. "Nothing." She murmurs in a distant voice. "Did Elena hurt you?" I say as my anger simmers to the surface. I swear on goddess if Elena is the reason Lynexia's knuckles are bruised, I will drag her head through the mud without giving a flying fuck that she is a woman. "No." Her lips pull into a forced smile. It looks natural but I know Lynexia too well. I can see thro
LYNEXIA The moment Elena and I walk out of Dimitri's presence and into a room, the fake facade Elena has on her face falls. Elena sits on a chair while I take the one opposite from it. There is something eager about her today. She still despises me but it is like she is excited about something. Whatever it is that she wants to tell, she can't wait for me to hear it. "What is this about?" I make my voice sound as neutral as possible. Elena smirks, crossing her arms over her chest. "I don't have time for this game you are trying to play Elena. Say what you have to say." The words rush out of my mouth. I don't have anything against Elena as much as she hates me but being in the same room as her for more than a minute makes my inside churn. "Trust me, you have all the time for what I am about to say." She says calmly unlike how agitated she used to seem in my presence. I roll my eyes standing to my feet. "Of course. My bad for thinking you have anything better to say." I