IRISCold Liquid dropped on my face, first in sprinkles, and then floods of it came full all over my body, making me jerk awake. The water was so cold that I shivered as I regained consciousness.Due to the force of my jerk, pain coursed through my body in torrents, my eyes were blurred, and my lips patched.Slowly I opened my eyes, and the first thing I saw was a rat just at the edge of the room, running on a filthy wooden floor with so many dents that if it had lips, it would scream to be repaired.The sound of men laughing had me examining my surroundings. My head hurt, and my sight blurred again. Reaching up to massage my head, I realized my hands were tied to the arms of a chair.'What am I doing here?' I thought, trying to recollect my memories; the sight of the Gamma entering the compartment jolted my memory back on.I had been kidnapped. The Alpha wouldn't have sent for me if not; why am I not in the dungeon instead of this worn-out house that had me scared it might collapse o
I ran through the woods and further down away from my pack. The only pack I had known and grown to love, even with the abuses and frequent degradation, Silver Mystic was still my home.Each time I wanted to stop, I heard Gamma Aroid's voice in my head; his warnings kept on ringing '...But never come back."But then I stopped, looking back.Where was I going without my father? How was I going to live without him? I wasn't strong enough, no matter how much training I thought I had. Making a decision, I walked towards Silver mystic. All I had to do was go through the Alpha and beg him for my life.Hearing voices coming towards me, I hid behind a tree; looking out from it, I saw them. Two guards. Fully armed, matching up towards the Packhouse."...How stupid are you, Zack?" One asked the other, his tone blunt, "it's obvious the Alpha got rid of her secretly. Alpha Talon would do anything for the Pack."Zack laughed. "I can't believe you believe in a curse about a wolfless girl ruining Si
**THREE YEARS LATER**IRISI first felt the hands on my breast as I danced. In the dim, it went lower down to my abdomen. The rage flowed to my cheeks, but I said nothing, just twirled away so his rough hands won't reach me anymore.The room was dim red, containing just a large bed and a pole in the middle. This space was for men who wanted a private dancer and could afford it. The bedsheets and curtains proved it. Silky materials. Red and sinful.The shiny bra, made with beads, shook as my body twirled to the sound of slow music. An Art I learned for a year after coming into Blood Canine.I was a slave here. Found by the owner of a strip club, who also recruited girls to service members. Or pole dance in the pub. But those who had money received VIP treatment like this.Blood Canine was the direct opposite of Silver Mystic. The Pack had a mad system—survival of the fittest. You either survived here or died. It was up to you sometimes. And most times. It was not.Like now, almost nake
AIDAN"I warned you it would be a bad idea, right?" Atlas paced up and down the room, losing the control he never kept in check.I groaned. This felt like the thousandth time we had had this conversation in a week, and Tristan always brought it up whenever a new development concerning the Silver mystic pack came up.Mystic Pack. The name left a bitter taste in my mouth. Three years ago, they asked for help to stop an invasion, and we agreed on one condition. We got the silver lake, but it no longer looked so easy."Alpha Reid stands on the same ground with his father," Tristan continued, his sandy-colored hair glistening as he stared down at the envelope in red stamp sent by silver mystic again. 'ungrateful werewolves, ' I thought to myself."If only you both had listened to me; Silver Mystic isn't worth helping, moaned that repeatedly, but no one listened." I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, rubbing my eyes"Atlas, there's no point blaming anybody. Nobody knew they could eat back t
The reminder went off, but I was already awake, staring into space as other girls I shared the bunk room with hurried with their preparations to take on the pole.Every day, every evening for the girls was like this, the rowdiness and bustle as we collided against each other looking for one thing or the other, clothes and make-up were thrown across. So were contraceptives and numbing pillsThe numbing pills were supplied to every girl generously. Because sometimes, you might get clients wanting to have you at once. Share you at once. That was scary; it was each one of us heartaches. Dozens of knots waiting to get into you. I looked at the clock, 6:40. I only had twenty minutes to dress up and find myself in Master Derrick's Bentley. But here I was, gazing at literally nothing.A light hand touched my shoulder, "not daydreaming again, are we?"Her red hair was the first thing I noticed before I smiled. "Maia, stop interrupting. I was almost leaving this hell hole in my thoughts."She l
AIDANI glared at her back as she disappeared into the curtains, the scent fading away as soon as she left my sight. Confusion flowed through me as the thought of what just happened nagged in my head. Who the heck was she? A wolf of the high ranking? What ranking exactly? When I was a Pack Alpha.I looked into the club and saw its disruption like a tsunami swept through it. People were entangled in themselves. What exactly had caused this so much disruption in a matter of seconds?I looked back at the Casino room into the gold-colored curtain where she had disappeared from my fist clenching and unclenching. All I needed was another minute to show her who the boss was. Whatever she thought she was...I shook my head and trailed down the stairs toward the entrance. A path was cleared for me as swiftly as possible. The dancing stopped. In this place I controlled, I was feared. Was she lucky I was knocked out speechless, or else she would be writhing on the ground by this time?Finally,
IRISALPHA AIDAN! He is Alpha Aidan?! He couldn't be fucking serious. I shuddered as he pronounced my name while glaring at me. He couldn't be fucking serious about betting on me, and there was no way Derrick would let him bet on me no matter who he was.How did I get myself into this mess, running into an Alpha? How the heck did I know I was going to run into an Alpha in a small club?Maybe in this club Derrick had me come to, which was bigger and better, but not in that one. And why was this Alpha so young and drop-dead gorgeous? And evil.Maia was right on everything except the kindness part.I swallowed while having Faith in Master Derrick."She's not for sale, Alpha Aidan, she...""Before you say anything else," he was talking to Master Derrick, but his eyes were on me, "I'm ready to stake a high amount on her."One of his Buffy-looking men dropped a briefcase on the table; opening it, he pushed it toward Master DerrickThe way Master Derrick looked at me and the money, I knew I
AidanHer unconscious body lay on my arms, her hair touching the ground. I groaned as I glared at her face. This girl was a whirlwind of trouble, and I could feel it in my bones. I wondered if there was anything else that pretty mouth could do except curse.Picking her light body from the floor, I exited the club. My men were outside waiting for me. I pushed her limp body into the car and sat beside her supporting her upper body.And as the car moved, I stared into her face, tracing every inch with my eyes. She was a beauty looking so innocent with her mouth shut. I thought I saw her brows flicker, and she moaned in her sleep, her countenance changing with the pain. Hands went to her head as her eyes fluttered open."Stay still," I ordered. Knowing better now, she did as she was told. But something told me it wasn't going to last.She muttered something inaudible, then closed her eyes again.Finally, we were at the pack house; coming out of the car, I looked up to see Tristan at his ro
Two years later. TRISTAN I stood by the silver lake with a bunch of black roses in my hand. Two years ago, on this day, she went into that water and never returned; her final kiss still tasted on my tongue; it felt like yesterday even though living without her was agony. But I never let it stop my duty to my people. Under my rule, Blood Canine was getting up to its feet. It was no longer a three-Alpha thing; it was just one-Alpha. Me. The people were happy, and though there was still grief over the death of a loved one, the pack's growth kept everyone going. I pulled out a petal and threw it into the water. I felt like I could see her walking into the lake or coming out of it, a big smile on her face, returning to me again. I had a lot to tell, like how I missed Andrea and couldn't wait for the twenty years to elapse so I could get her back and how I broke inside because I didn't know how my baby was faring as a hybrid in a human world. Lycans are banned from the pack; one mig
IRIS POV She was sucking me in; Akasha was beginning to draw me in and suck me into her deep, moldy webs of darkness, holding me in while I struggled within her. We both wanted out, and we weren't prepared for the disaster we were about to cause. "Akasha, let me out, damnit!" I yelled within her. In our heads, the darkness was all—no, it wasn't all in our heads, for the clouds had suddenly become dark, with lightning back and forth like we were in a game. "Akasha, we can't kill them," I cried, "if we do, all of this will be waste, all of our struggles..." "Iris, hold the reins." Hold what, reins? "I don't know what to hold; you're pulling me." We were swirling downwards faster now, aiming to stomp at the center of the vampire soldiers and cause our disaster. I watched them run for their lives, but where could they go that we couldn't reach? My tears were falling in torrents now; they were right; I was a witch, causing nothing but destruction, and now I was aiming for my mother.
TRISTAN'S POV I felt a hand tug at my arm and turned to see Queen Tyra shaking me, a genuine fear on her face."We need to get the soldiers to the other side of the lake, now!"But I couldn't move a muscle; the sight was something I couldn't place my hands on, and though dark and hazy, it was glorious.Darkness covered the sky, shielding the rising sun. Her aura filled every space."Tristan!" The queen yelled my name again. The fact that she didn't add Alpha told me this wasn't something to be joked with."Everyone to the other side of the lake," I shouted, turning to my soldiers, but to my surprise, they were already on the other side of the lake, even moving further back.The rest that stayed picked to their heels, including Queen Tyra. Even the betrayers knew where they were safe; for now, they were among my army, who brought them to their knees immediately.I looked up, and I wished I hadn't, for she came roaring down from the clouds, leaving the smoky darkness in the sky.I pulle
TristanIt was D-Day, and since we had started early, numerous trucks were taking us down the route of Bloody Canine. Even with the knowledge that most of us wouldn't come back alive, I heard the soldiers sing, and that alone brought a smile to my face.I wanted to go in, but the lyrics were strange, so I sat back and nodded my head to the tune of it while watching the road twist.I knew Aidan was ready for us; I was sure he knew we were coming from the soldiers who had fled to Bloodcanine.We drove at full speed to reach Bloodcanine in time and still save enough of the night so the sun didn't meet us right there, and there was still enough time to fight.We passed Silver Mystic, and the view had me taking deep breaths and blinking my eyes in sadness—or was it anger? Reid didn't deserve any of these, but wasn't that all we were all getting? Reid didn't even have an opportunity to fight before he was struck to the ground by his brother.But we were going to do just that. We were going
Tristan.Just a day to go to war against Aidan, the soldiers were ready, and so were the weapons, mostly silver than steel. Handed to every soldier, even though we knew it might be turned on us.The soldiers were beginning to make their stand before the gate of the Vampire clan, ready to fight but not knowing what to fight.The only time I prayed better than this was when Iris was kidnapped. This fight was going to determine everything. If the Vampire clan were to overcome this one, it would take a miracle.One by one, we noticed our soldiers beating the gatekeepers and running away from Bloodcanine. No one knew if it was because of fear or if they worked for Aidan, but when news like that came out, soldiers tended to lose hope more."We have to hurry up with the process and go to war before we don't have any soldiers left," Queen Tyra told me.I was her adviser when she needed one, and now I didn't just bring my unneeded advice to the table; she had to ask for it first.We were in Iri
IRIS POV.I watched him walk up to me, now with all seriousness, with no more smiles on those sensual lips. Does anyone wonder why nobody suspected him? with looks like that? Combined with the fact that he had always been there for Tristan when he asked?But all of our requests had fallen into his game, and he had stood by, patiently waiting for them to fall into place.Now he had everything at his beck and call. And we had nothing to do but wait and see where it would hit us next."You look even more beautiful, Iris," he said, touching my face softly and looking into my eyes. "Even with those pupils, you could make a man's pants drop."I glanced at Gael. "Well, some want yours dropping, sooooo."He laughed. He thought I was being funny.His fingers were under my chin, raising it so I could face him. "Is it Iris or Akasha?"I wasn't shocked, but... "How did you know? Are more of your pawns getting back to you?" He shrugged: "Well, I can't lie; I didn't do it all myself. I had men of v
IRIS POV Waking felt like stages; at first, I wasn't sure if my eyes were open or closed since it was all dark, the darkness so thick and murky that I felt I could reach forth and grab a handful of it. Then next, my head felt heavy and round and couldn't stay still, for my neck suddenly couldn't hold it any longer. Then letting thoughts fill my head; whatever content they held, I just thought about it. Trying to place my hand on if I was awake or not. Then I began to hear sounds like a lighter, and when the first ray of warm firelight hit, I knew I was awake. Then the memories of my last encounter flowed into my head, and the betrayal stabbed me again. "Good evening, princess." I turned to see him; at the end of the room, he was playing with a lighter, striking it and tapping it so the fire went out. His face, that gentle shyness, wasn't there anymore; in its place was a wicked glare at the firelight, a dark countenance of what would soon happen. And instead of fear, I felt a
IRIS POV Two days passed, and still, there was no contact between Tristan and me, but it was easy to see him, for he was always in training, most times with his upper body bare, sweat dripping from his chin, and eyes on alert. Sometimes I held Andrea so she could watch him train, and he'll always stop for a second to wave at her. Every time that happens, his opponents win. He didn't care because that always happened. Like now, he was punching against a bag, muscles sweaty and glistening, when he looked up, seeing Andrea and me, he waved at her, and she waved back. I turned my back to him, returning to the Royal House to maybe find my aunt Mikaela. I had decided to tell her what I was about to do, and hopefully, she would keep it. My mother would cause an uproar if she heard of it. Then Tristan. Well, Tristan was going to be Tristan, and he was going to be the last person I'd ever tell. I had begun packing my precious possessions into a box for Andrea to inherit when she grew
TRISTAN'S POV Watching her disappear through the door, I turned to see the captain also watching her, and I walked closer to him with my hands in my pockets. "What's in it for you, huh? Why are you following her around, always ready to run her errands, even at night?" I raised a brow at him now that I was calmer. "I am just doing my job, sir," he replied, massaging his chin with his hands and trying not to sneer pointedly at me. "I don't know if I can believe you're doing all that without a hidden motive." Goddamn it, I didn't trust this guy one bit. Under all of this gentleness, there was something he wasn't showing: "What's the deal here? "There's no deal, Alpha Tristan." "How about a hidden motive?" He smiled this time and said, "Don't we all have hidden motives?" I looked into his dark red pupils and nodded as if agreeing with him, "I'll be watching you." I smiled back, then leaning close, I tapped him on the shoulder and whispered, "That's my woman. Find yourself yours."