Mark. My heart pounded as I stared at the derelict building, the blare of the fire service trucks filled the air. My hands tightened around my cell phone, and the memory of Chloe's words echoed in my mind. My nerves tightened as I watched the firefighters battle it out with the raging flames. I could hear their shouts as they communicated, waves of guilt crashed into me with every lifeless body that was brought out. A mix of guilt and relief when I didn't see Chloe's body brought out. No! She couldn't be dead, I clenched my hands tightly, staring at the building of what was once my company. My eyes reddened as I watched the rescue efforts, I stood there for hours, waiting, hoping. A stab of pain coursed through me as I stared at the building of what was once my company, who could've done this? my eyes narrowed as thoughts swirled in my head. I cursed the fact that I couldn’t transform and storm the building to find Chloe. “Mr. Mark?” one of the firefighters approached me, his clo
Chloe. “What!” I thought I misheard, her words ripped into me and I stared at her with wide eyes. What was she even talking about?“Yes,” Jane nodded, her eyes fixed on me, “It was a murder attempt, Chloe, their target was…” Jane's eyes flashed, as though considering something, “Their target was your father.”My belly tightened into knots as I listened to her and I held my head with my hands, all these years I'd thought bad luck was to blame for the accident, a freak happening of nature. Little did I know, my breath caught in my throat, unknowingly my cheeks were already wet with tears. “Why?” I wiped my eyes, “Why would anyone try that?” My voice shook as a lump formed in my throat. “Do you know who it is?” I looked up from my cup of tea. “I don't know,” Jane's lips trembled, “I wish I did. It all happened so fast.” I shook my head as I listened to her, “Why did you never come back to take me?” I tried and failed to keep the tremor out of my voice. My eyes welled up with tears,
Mark. The air was tense as I glared at Vincent, ready to take action. How dare he? My eyes glowed, my wolf snarling, trying to take the reins. Chloe, waves of rage burst out of me. “You have one last chance, Vincent,” I roared. “I could tell you the same, Mark,” Vincent smiled, but his eyes held a murderous glint. “You're nothing but an illegitimate child trying to bite off more than he can chew,” Vincent spat as he glared at my men in the surroundings. “Is this who all of you are willing to lower your heads too? this… fool?” An outburst burst out amongst the men as they all glared at Vincent, I felt a small joy as I saw their response, these were my men. “Enough talk,” I scoffed, my rage already exceeding my threshold. I snarled, about to change. “Hold it right there,” a voice shouted in our ears, and a piercing pain erupted in my head, I groaned as I stumbled to the ground, clutching my head. Vincent wasn't doing any better, he got down on one knee and held his head as well, his
CHLOEAnxiety and worry filled me like an ever present being, always at the core of my person. My worry for Mackenzie and Rachel amplified by multiple folds. Jane and I drove out of manhattan like two normal people just heading out of town. I couldn’t wait to call Rachel but Jane suggested I waited a little. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, Jane pulled over at a mini mart“We’ll get a burner phone so you can call Rachel, let her know you are okay, but you can’t tell her where you are.”I didn’t even know exactly where we were but I knew we were somewhere on the outskirts of Drewsy, the vast acres of trees that surrounded Drew
ChloeIt all happened so fast. After Mark killed Calvin, and declared that I was his mate. Vincent smiled a treacherous smile and roared to his wolves.“Attack!”The wolves on Vincent’s and Mark’s side of the circle began to transform as they ran at each other. They’d only gone a few steps when they all crashed to their knees, howling in pains unimaginable. A man could be seen slowly making his way towards us at the center with his hands held at his side. The look on his face was unmistakable. Utter disgust.“Now boys I know I did not consent to oversee this duel just to get front row seats to my nephews destroying the Pack their father died to protect.”I was stunned to watch this utmost display of power from Pascal. One of the pack elders. No one talks about his gifts. But now it’s clear why no
VINCENTIt was exhilarating to be able to openly antagonize Mark. He had been a thorn in my flesh since we were kids. I can almost still feel my claws raking through his underbelly and it was easily my most treasured memory ever. The pain of losing Calvin was a fair trade as far as I was concerned. With any luck, Mark would not come back from that but deep down I knew he was too stubborn and life was too unfair for that to happen.It was going to be light out soon. I could see the eastern skies lighting up with the sun in its wake right from my office.The door creaked open quite loudly, mirroring the emotions of whoever opened it
CHLOEMark was rough. He wasn’t like last night. He seemed like a hungry dog that tasted blood for the first time.He pinned me down to the desk with one hand on my neck and shoulder while the other hand wrapped around my waist and pulled me into him as hard as he could, which as a werewolf was really hard. Still I didn’t want him to stop. He didn’t want to either. We went on for hours.After we took a shower I got proper clothes while he went back to the library. He remained there for most of the days for reasons I did not fully understand. When I asked him, he didn’t seem to know either. I guess it was something sentimental. I didn’t want to di
MARKJane’s words made the hair at the back of my neck stand. As I tried to reconcile her words with what we had been taught as young cubs, comparing it to what I’d seen for myself in the last couple of years.“It’s been millennia since the packs have had any sort of civil war or infighting. The rituals were made to prevent it. For the strength of the Pack is in its unity. A Pack without the bond is as good as dead.”Even as I said these words from the Lupus Codex, I could feel the difference between what it said and our reality. Jane seemed to be staring at me as though she could see the inner workings of my mind. She strode ac