EvaNeide plus another woman brought over the food that Cyrus had ordered. It felt strange calling him by his first name in my mind, but I reminded myself that this was yet another stupid thing I had to comply with in order to be freed, and anyway, why did I have to call him Alpha all the time? Perhaps it was better this way. I’d feel more his equal, or at least like he wasn’t better than me. Cyrus looked over at me as they put the food on the table between us. I had to fight the urge to shake my head at the unnecessary quantity of it. There was no way that we’d both be able to finish the food, which meant what, that it would all go to waste?Although I was never hungry before in my life, I certainly didn’t have a variety of food for me to choose from. We were thankful for what we had, though, and would definitely be grateful if we had what he has so effortlessly. Yet he let it all go to waste. “Is something on this table not pleasing you?” he asked, sitting back. “You’re staring
CyrusI looked around for Eva but couldn’t find her anywhere. It was only then that panic seized me. I should have never taken my eyes off her. I assumed she would have followed me but it seemed I’d overestimated my ability to make her do as I said. I never thought she would have disappeared. I wasn’t even sure if she left through the front door. I went there, and found the two security guards standing there, still granting people admission into the club. A few people greeted me as I walked past them, but I ignored them all. I wasn’t up to playing the polite Alpha today. “The woman I was with,” I said to them as soon as I was close enough, “did you see if she went outside?”“No, Alpha,” they replied. “We didn’t see anyone leave yet.”I turned back around, feeling like a fool for having to look for her. This shouldn’t be happening; she was supposed to be right behind me. With that came this feeling of despair mixed with rage. Neide was standing close to the bar, tablet in hand, an
EvaThe cloudiness in my head cleared when I opened my eyes, but I had a terrible headache that wouldn’t subside no matter how I positioned my head. Trying to sit up made it worse. I was in a confined space, and it took me a few seconds to realize that I was in the backseat of a car. I groaned before turning on my side, which was a mistake because a man was seated in the driver’s seat, and he immediately turned his head to look at me. In the dark, I couldn’t quite see his face. “Easy,” he said when I’d shifted to get away from him. I tried to open one of the doors of the car, but it was locked. “You’re not going to be able to escape. Just stay calm.”“What do you want from me?” I couldn’t help but ask. I was trying to recall how I’d gotten to this point, but my head hurt too much, even to do something as simple as thinking. He started the car and then drove off. I tried screaming for help but it felt like something in my brain would explode. Like a vein would pop or something. H
Cyrus My despair to find her was palpable, and I was starting to infect everyone around me with my awful mood. The thought that something terrible happened to her drove me to the brink of madness. And now that I was starting to contemplate that perhaps those rogues had something to do with this, and I regretted not having crossed the border and ending them once and for all. It had been hours since she went missing. Hours. I followed her scent to a certain point before it disappeared into thin air. There were tire marks on the ground, so I assumed that she was put into a vehicle and whoever took her drove off. They could be anywhere by now. I contacted the Alphas around us immediately. I would need their help to find her, and I was pleasantly surprised by how efficient they all were. I kept imagining the things I would do when I got my hands on the bastards who took her. I had murder on my mind, and nothing could calm me down. The thought of her being hurt drove me insane. I knew
Eva I didn't know if I should cry or scream or rage or do everything all at once. I realized now that I should have asked the priestesses more questions about what they were saying to me. I didn't understand it; I was so shocked at the moment that it didn't occur to me to ask concrete questions and demand better answers. Everything they mentioned, they did vaguely. I didn't even ask them more about my mother and the letter she left behind along with me. What was written on it exactly?I didn't even have time to think when the door behind me opened. I looked over my shoulder and saw Cyrus. He didn't look as I expected him to—angry at my outburst, or at least demanding answers. He looked hesitant, and wary, and it upset me because why was he putting up such an act? He wasn't like this. "Would you be kind enough to tell me where the hell you've been?" he asked. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you. So have a lot of people!”I knew I couldn’t talk about the priestesses sending some
Cyrus All the priestesses were dead. Nobody made it out alive, according to my Gammas. Since the fire occurred in my territory, I was the one leading the investigations. Although technically the priestesses didn’t belong to any pack, I was still their governing Alpha. I didn’t know what to make of this accident. What could have happened? I felt it was too much of a coincidence. To make matters worse, Eva was practically nonverbal. She refused to speak with anyone, and I suspected that something must have happened between her and the priestesses last night because of everything she said about not being accepted there. The problem was that I was finding it hard to connect the dots. As I stared at the burning ruin, I folded my arms and asked Cameron, “What do you make of this? Could it have been an accident?”“Most likely,” he answered. “Who would burn a Convent down? What for?”“I don’t know,” I replied truthfully. If this wasn’t an accident, then there was a lot more at stake. I
EvaI woke up this morning no longer feeling like I had to cry, so that was when I figured out that was going to move on from all of this. At last. I hadn’t been able to breathe properly since I found out about the Holy Lunar Convent. And why would I? That place was my home; the only one I knew. The people who died inside were the only family I had, and in my heart, I loved them even when they didn’t want me there. Cyrus had been showing me a lot of support lately, and I hated to admit this, but I genuinely appreciated it. Without it, I would probably be stuck in the well of tears for longer. I never knew what it was like to have emotional support, or even just a shoulder to cry on. At the Convent, there wasn’t much that made me cry or feel like I needed a hug. I found solace in the Moon Goddess, Luna, and She was the one who comforted me. However, things didn’t feel quite the same anymore. I felt like the goddess had abandoned me the moment I stepped foot out of that Convent. I
Cyrus I felt like doing something, and things never ended well whenever I did. I found myself driving toward the one place that always brought me comfort whenever I was in this state of madness. It didn't matter how long I stayed away; I always ended up going there. One way or another, it was an integral part of me, and if I hadn't become Alpha, I would've been a champion by now. I parked the car right outside the bar, which was named Road House. My hands were shaking a little out of pure agitation as I made my way inside. I pushed the doors open, and after going inside, they swung closed behind me. All eyes turned to look at me, but I refused to look at anyone in the face. I went straight to the bar. Charlotte, the bartender, gave me a look before smiling and saying, "Welcome, Alpha Cyrus. What can I get for you?""None of that shit, please," I said, knocking on the wooden bar with my knuckles in warning. "Get me something strong. Like old times."Charlotte nodded but eyed me wa