LYNEXIA The next morning goes smoothly and drama-free. With Elena no longer constantly on my tail, I can install the devices Seraphina gave me just as she instructed. Going back home to have Elena 2.0—Seraphina— bug me about my incompetence if I don't get the device installed isn't something I want as a welcome-back gift. There is only one device left to be installed and it will be installed in Alpha Henry's study where most of his important meetings take place. Standing in front of Alpha Henry's door, my eyes do a last sweep of the deserted hallway. Though, I don't have to worry about anyone catching me since Dimitri is keeping them busy for five minutes I can't be too sore. Inhaling, I slip into Alpha's Henry study. The room lacks a CCTV camera due to the conversations that are being held here which works in my favor. Swiftly, I cross the room, rounding the central desk nestled against the far wall. I bend down and place the device in the intended location where it cannot
LYNEXIA Contrary to what Elena said, my life has been a far cry from misery. Things have been so good and progressive between me and Dimitri. We are currently at the point where the sex has gotten intimate, our conversations have become something deeper, and I find myself spending more time in the Alphahouse than ever before. After what happened at the Moonstone pack, we have become more drawn to each other though I'm in a state of panic at the thought of opening my heart more to Dimitri. I am scared this will blow up in my face. I'm scared that Dimitri will break me into pieces and shatter my heart into ruins and this time I fear I will never recover. So, I tell myself things are still casual between us because I'm scared to confront the stage Dimitri and I are in. Today is the annual festival of Shadow Pack and in one week, my daughter will be getting her surgery. I'm filled to the brim with excitement. Words cannot describe how much I miss my daughter. I can't wait to see
LYNEXIA Later in the afternoon as we arrive at the riverside, Dimitri departs with Zarek and Kai to take care of an issue while I find Julianne, Nox, and Wren. Julianne and I had some sort of friendship before but Nox and Wren have slowly become my friend too. When Nox spots me, she says. "Look, the face of someone that has been thoroughly fucked." I blush, my eyes widening. My eyes dart around in search of prying eyes but it's just a few people setting up the riverside. Julianne and Wren laugh beside Nox as I rush to meet them. They are seated at the river's edge, their legs dipped into the water. "Are you insane?" I spank Nox's back playfully when I settle beside her. I don't slip my legs inside the water because of how cold it will surely be. I don't want to be freezing before the event starts. "What? I didn't lie." Nox wiggles her eyebrows. "You look so good and thoroughly fucked." Julianne sighs. "At least one of us isn't miserable." "Speak for yourself." Nox clear
LYNEXIA Shivers of fear still ripple through me hours after I found the dead bodies. Their gaping throats, their dead empty eyes, and their pale blue skin replay in my brain like a neverending loop. Not only I am in a state of disorientation and utter disarray, but Seraphina won't leave me alone. She makes me narrate how it happened and how I came across the dead bodies as if she is trying to drive me crazy which is working. The more I narrate the incident, the more the dead bodies gnaw at me. "So what happened next?" She asks. I swallow against the wave of nausea threatening to drown me. "When I reached out to her, she disappeared into the thin air—." My voice snaps at the end as I glare across the room at Seraphina. She doesn't seem fazed. "So?" She gestures towards me. A frustrated sigh escapes my mouth. *What are you trying to prove? I have fucking told you this story three fucking times? What else did you want?" She sighs as if she can't even fake to care about
LYNEXIA Finally, today is my daughter's surgery. It should make me happy that my daughter will get better soon but I'm in a state of confusion. Since a week ago when the killer put our lives in a state of frenzy on a day that is supposed to be of joy, and sharing goodness and happiness. Shadow pack has been in a state of unrest and I haven't stopped beating myself up to at least get any gleam of the killer's next move. Today should be for my daughter and I should only think about her but as I sit in the waiting room where her surgery is going on, my mind is far away thinking about her safety after the surgery. The pack is not so peaceful right now and I don't want my daughter to be caught between the another crossfire just after she overcome one. A hand goes over my shoulder, jolting me out of my thought. "Hey." Dimitri says. I let out a gasp, almost like of relief. Amongst the darkness, out of the things that has sprout out is Dimitri and I relationship. We have grown str
LYNEXIA In the wake of six deaths, what I think is a glimmer of hope has darkened into an unimaginable horror yet to come. My head throbs, my knuckles white against the steering wheel as I race down the familiar bend of old Rivers Road. The death has been in a week. To make matters worse, I saw a vision of every single death and despite my certainty that I could change their fate, each attempt to save them slipped out of my hands like water. The burden of seeing their deaths and not being able to save them compounded by the crushing weight of my failure makes me lose a fragment of my sanity with each passing day. I am bridled by the burden of guilt and uselessness. No matter how much Dimitri reminds me that not being about to save them isn't my fault, I'm consumed by the suffocating sense of my own inadequacy, haunted by the fact that I should have done more. I thought if I could get a foresight about the killings, I would be able to save them. But now that I do see how
DIMITRI My mind checks out of what Zarek is rambling beside me the moment my eyes finds Lynexia from across the road, seated in the passenger's seat of my car. The state I find Lynexia when I arrived here was a devastating one and it breaks something inside of me. Watching her break down in my arms is like ripping out my skin. The guilt of bringing her into all this rests like a heavy weight over my shoulder. I more than regret thrusting her into all this. The deaths are taking a toll on her and even though I tell her severally that it isn't her fault, she seems to believe otherwise, thinking it is her burden to bear. Also having a vision about them earlier before the actual incident takes place worsens everything. It makes it easier for her to fall into the vicious cycle of blaming herself anytime a death is recorded. The killings is also driving me crazy. With the barbarians, it was easy to formula strategies against them because they were the obvious enemy but the killer r
DIMITRI My frustration has mounted to the roof four days later. Lynexia is still a shell of herself and it's driving me crazy. The light in her eyes has snuffed out. Worse, I don't know what to do about it. For the past four days, all she has done is take breakfast. She doesn't laugh at my jokes, she doesn't reply to obvious annoying remarks that I intentionally say to piss her off, and she doesn't smile. She just stares at the space and zone out. It's killing me. Anytime I tell her that it isn't her fault, she just snorted at me in disbelief. Letting Lynexia stay at the shadow pack is to win her back not to make her into something else that she isn't. So today, I plan on taking her out even if I have to drag her out of bed or worse, throw her over my shoulder. She can hate me all she wants but my heart can't see her like this for another moment. As I walk out of my room, the first thing I do is check on Lynexia. She is still sleeping so I don't wake her up yet. I mak
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