LYNEXIA I may not hate Dimitri anymore but I don't think I'm ready to trust him yet. Even with his confession, I don't think I can. For all I know, he could be lying to me for whatever reason. And I'm too scared to dip myself into this again only to get burned. I have been burned more than enough. Though, I like every single moment of the explosive sex between us and I want to keep fucking him so that is just want I am going to do. Keep everything simple and without feelings so that when it blows up in my face, I will have little to nothing to lose. I let out a sigh as I slid my top over my head and pulled my hair into a ponytail. When I emerge from the bedroom into the kitchen area, Dimitri is making breakfast. My stomach grumbles at the aromatic smell that fills the air. Dimitri is dressed in his usual black pants, and black shirt with boots. His hair is slicked back. Overall his muscular frame looks so sexy from behind. I don't make myself known, I just watch his massive f
LYNEXIA I blow out a breath before I start walking to the IT unit headed by Seraphina. The last thing I want is to come face to face with Seraphina but I don't really have a choice. I need to learn how to use these devices for our mission in the moonstone pack. My hand has just wrapped around the doorknob when a hushed voice streams out of the room. I halt in my step. "It is never going to be you." The voice I recognize to be Nox's. I have never heard her sound this heated up when talking to her sister. "Why don't you get it?" "No, everything was good and fine when she wasn't here. She ruined everything for me." Seraphina says, her voice dripping with disdain. "No, she didn't. Even if she wasn't here, it was never going to be you." Nox says. "So get over yourself and stop what you are plotting." Her voice sounds firm. "I don't want to be the one to stop you, Seraphina, please." "I'm not plotting anything. I know she is the one behind all these and I intend on getting her pun
LYNEXIA My restraint has turned freckled and I dangle on the verge of erupting into a chaotic ball of volcano by the time it was afternoon the following day. Pushing me into a pond wasn't the end of Elena's cruelty. She proceeded to torment me with the pettiness thing to the most outrageous things which she claimed were unintended— they were very much intended— and they have all piled up like a roll of cancerous stone inside of me. Presently, I'm on the floor in the hall used for the alliance party because Elena has somehow managed to make me trip, causing me to bruise my palms in the process. My fingers drag along the tiled marble floor as I send a deadly glare towards Elena. She smirks at me. Dimitri is by my side in no time. "Are you okay?" He wraps a hand around my waist and helps me to my feet. "I'm fine." I wince when the bruise on my hand scraps against the fabric of my clothes. I'm not fine but I am not able to be whine in a room filled with members of the both pac
LYNEXIA "No," Dimitri says firmly as soon as the door closes behind us. I trail behind him into the room. "Yes." "No." He swirls around catching me off guard and causing me to crash into him. "No." His voice is a low assertive growl. Dimitri holds me on my shoulder before I backpedal, putting a little gap between us. Dimitri paces the room before using his thumb to rub the creases on his forehead. "You won't be fighting, Elena, Lynexia. We will inform her tomorrow that it was mpulsive and get over it." My hand fists into a ball beside me. I would rather work over a hot iron than retract my word. "No, I will not say such a thing " "Why are you being so stubborn right now? What you did is reckless. The mine is one of our most important resources." Dimitri genuinely sounds frustrated with me. "What were you thinking?" "Are you implying that I can't beat Elena in a fight," I question. I don't know what hurts more. Dimitri chastising me or him not believing that I can actual
LYNEXIA Every booming voice from the arena echoes in my head like hammer blows even though I'm a wall away. My breath comes in muddled gasps, each one fighting against the tightening in my chest. My thoughts clash together like a storm making my mind dizzy and taking deep breaths does nothing to calm the storm within me. As time ticks by, my uneasiness gnaws louder. What ifs of what could happen mess with my already fucked up mind. I have spent the whole night doing analysis and going through steps of how to make this fight a win and it still doesn't feel like I have done enough. I have gone through every encounter I have had with Elena multiple times just for her weaknesses and strengths and her manner of approaches when she attacks until my mind blurs yet... The door swings open, jolting me from my thoughts. My head whips towards it as relief pools in my stomach thinking it's Dimitri. The relief drains out of me as quickly as it comes and my face tightens into a scowl at t
DIMITRI The fight begins on a promising note. Lynexia follows my instructions meticulously, avoiding direct combat with Elena unless absolutely necessary. Instead, she focuses on blocking Elena's attack, something Elena fails to realize due to her arrogance. Elena struggles to adapt without her wolf powers, her movement less fluid while Lynexia's training without her wolf powers gives her a clear advantage. A sense of relief washes over me as Elena's movement becomes increasingly choppy and she no longer lands kicks and punches on Lynexia. Watching Lynexia get kicked and punched occasionally has been an eyesore for me. Every time this happens, I have to hold my legs to the ground so I don't put a stop to the fucking fight. As the fight continues, the once thunderous claps of the crowds have dwindled to a distant murmur mirroring the decreasing probability of Elena winning the fight. From the beginning, I do not doubt that Lynexia is going to win this fight. While Elena woul
LYNEXIA When I crack my eyes open, Dimitri is right beside me, asleep and his fingers intertwined with mine. Sunlight streams in through the curtain painting stripes on his face. His brows are furrowed slightly but his breathing is even and slow. A smile tugs my lips as I watch him sleep. I reach for his face. As my fingers brush his skin, he stirs awake. "Lyn." He calls, his voice heavy with sleep. He sits up, concern creasing his face. "You are awake. How do you feel?" Though I still feel a dull ache in my rib, I lie. "Better." My voice sounds stronger than I feel. At the arena, I saw my life flash right in front of my eyes. I don't actively go about my day thinking about how precious life is but being on the verge of death made me wish that I had done things differently. It made me wish I let go of my fears and do whatever the hell I wish to do and I will be doing so from now on. Dimitri stares at me, a reflection of guilt in his eyes. "It isn't your fault." His gri
LYNEXIA Elena's eyes hold a hint of sincerity that will fool anyone but I know better. "Believe Alpha Dimitri," she blinks rapidly. "I will never do anything to purposely cause harm to Lynexia." She has the look of a person that can't kill an ant but Elena is someone that will kick a puppy if she gets annoyed. I scoff at the blatant lie. Her acting skills are off the chart. I give her that. When Dimitri demanded retribution for what Elena did to me in the fighting ring. She cooked up a perfect tale about how someone put a very toxic potion that makes wolves go rogue into her drink before the fight. Conveniently absolving herself of the consequences of her actions. "So who is this person who poisoned you in question?" I ask Elena, crossing my arms over each other. Alpha Henry who has been silent motions to one of the guards who then ushers Dais, Elena's supposedly househelp into the room. Unbelievable. Elena planned this out from the beginning. Her intention was to kill me
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