Hey guys I am so sorry for the mix up this week I have just seen that I skipped a chapter (95) I blame a week of migraines and adulting! But I am sorry I have fixed it now, it should show up for you soon just waiting on my amazing editor to approve it for me! What would I do without her help lol!
~ Matteo ~ I couldn't stay in the same room with Wyatt and Samuel for a minute longer. The fury boiling inside me was too intense, too consuming, I knew if I did I would say something I could not take back. Or do something I would later regret because the fact the pair of them seemed so close was grinding on me like nothing else. Samuel was my Beta, meant to be at my side and support me, not that fucking traitor who had put both our girls in harm's way. Yet he had pretty much licked the fucking demon's ass since arriving back."I need air." I snapped, not waiting for their answers I stormed towards the door, but seeing half the pack loitering around the exit, where Lula had guided them too I shook my head and headed for my office, not able to deal with their needy expressions. "I just need a minute." I barked."Alpha, what do we do now?" Someone asked and I couldn't help the snort that left my lips. "Ask your new hero." I muttered nodding to Wyatt who watched me and my tantrums with
~ Matteo ~ Walking up to Wyatt, I saw him sitting at the bar, talking with Samuel, Levi, and Hank. Harrison stood nearby, his body humming with unease as he watched closely as if was ready to step between Wyatt and the rest of the pack. Should he need to. Given the look on his face and the vibes he was giving off he thought that might be a real possibility. "They need to know you trust him" Blaze expressed, and I found myself agreeing with my outspoken and bold wolf. Taking a deep breath, I swallowed my pride and cleared my throat to get their attention. Wyatt turned to look at me, his expression guarded. I could see the surprise flicker across his face as I extended my hand, offering it as an olive branch. "I am sorry, I didn't handle myself well, but the shock of everything was just too much." I expressed. "I don't like that you lied to me, demon or not. If you knew she was in danger, I would have preferred you tell me.." Wyatt opened his mouth to speak but I arched a brow speak
~ Wyatt ~I watched Matteo with a mix of curiosity and scepticism. Was this new truce real? Or was he acting, waiting for the perfect opportunity to throw me under the bus? Narrowing my eyes on Matteo I nodded silently because he seemed genuine, especially given the regret in his eyes. I could tell he was replaying countless scenarios in his head, imagining how different things might have been if he had just accepted Emmy and treated her better. I agreed with him, of course, but I wasn't about to say it aloud, again; he was already drowning in enough guilt. “If my father has There are two ways in,” I explained loudly so all could hear. “There are two ways to get into my father's realm..." "Into hell you mean, right? Let's not sugarcoat a turd." Harrison grunted correcting me, his words were obviously meant to be a reminder to all that I was a demon, and as such should not be trusted. Sighing, I looked around and noted the way some people's eyes had hardened while others were filled
TRIGGER WARNING: Contains a scene of forced oral sex.~ Wyatt ~"Fuck you, demon. You might have everyone else thinking your shit doesn't stick but I know what you really are. Cock sucker!" Harrison snarled. "Cock sucker." I laughed to hide my rage as my mind twisted with an idea to put this piece of shit in his place. "I see." Was all I could say as I grew more and more livid with each moment that ticked by. I did not approach or throw a punch like Harrison expected and was prepared for, rather I started to fan my dark magic outward as my rage grew. The sky outside got clouded and overly dark, catching the pack's attention as they rushed to the windows to see what was happening. All but Matteo and Harrison. "Do you need to do this?" Matteo asked, panic fueling his tone. Harrison my new friend remained paralysed to the spot, forced to accept his fate as our surroundings started to change. Everything melted and ashed away in bits and pieces like a sheet of paper being burned while t
~ Emmy ~I huddled in a dark cave that we had used to hide from the winged beast, my body humming with relief to be free from the damn thing. It hadn't been easy but Rae had suppressed my every expectation with her determination to get us free. "Are you ok?" I asked her, noting that her every breath was a struggle. I tried to calm my racing heart knowing that her fighting to soothe me wouldn't be helping at all. Rae had managed to get us away from the flying monster, and for that, I was grateful because it had come at a great cost to her as it hadn’t been easy. "Do I seem ok?" She barked back harshly. I stayed silent allowing her a moment to catch her breath and process, but it wasn't long before she was pacing back and forth in our confined hiding spot, her agitation palpable. "I don't like this place. I can't make heads or tails of it." She spewed and I could feel her desperation seeping into me, her frustration growing with each passing second.The cave was small, with barely en
~ Matteo ~I sat in the car with Samuel, the city lights blurring past as we sped towards the auction house where I had first found Emmy. The sense of urgency was tangible; we had given them no warning, ensuring they couldn't hide or destroy any information before we arrived. Samuel sat beside me, a mixture of anticipation and determination on his face. To pass the time and to distract myself from the mounting tension, I turned to Samuel. He seemed different, the hard set of his jaw, the way his eyes narrowed ahead with confidence I had never seen him show before."How do you feel about Lula?" I asked, trying to sound casual. "Is she really your mate?" Samuel's face lit up with a mixture of pride and sadness. He grinned, a warmth in his eyes that was rare to see. "She is," he replied, his voice full of certainty. "I tried to fight it, you know? But after what happened to us in the penthouse..." His voice trailed off as he looked at his hands momentarily before shaking his head. "I re
~ Wyatt ~I walked into the club, Levi at my side, and immediately felt the familiar thrumming energy of the place. It was a hidden gem, a sanctuary for witches, demons, and other supernaturals who couldn't blend into normal society. The entrance was unmarked, tucked away in a grimy alleyway, but once inside, it was a different world.The club was dimly lit, with flickering candlelight casting eerie shadows on the dark, worn walls. The air was thick with the scent of incense and something metallic, a reminder of the power that simmered just beneath the surface. The space was a maze of alcoves and nooks, each filled with beings that would have sent a shiver down the spine of any ordinary human. Witches huddled in whispered conversation, their eyes flashing with arcane knowledge. Demons lounged in corners, their eyes glowing faintly in the low light, each one exuding an aura of danger and power.The main floor was a mix of the elegant and the macabre. Luxurious velvet couches and leathe
~ Matteo ~Sighing I fought to keep Blaze's temper in check, which was a struggle given that I felt my body humming with his rage. Though I had once participated in these auctions, buying women from him, knowing that he was the cause of Emmy's painful journey into my world, gnawed at me."Matteo!" Mr. White exclaimed, his voice as oily as his appearance. He tried to mask his nervousness with a wide, insincere grin. "Welcome, welcome! And your friends, of course. How is Emmy doing? Serving you well, I hope?" I clenched my jaw, ready to respond, but Samuel stepped forward, cutting me off. "What are tonight's auctions?" he asked, his voice sharp and to the point. Mr. White blinked, taken aback for a moment before regaining his composure. "Ah, yes, the auctions," he conveyed, rubbing his hands together. "Tonight, we have three very special women up for bid." He gestured grandly, as if presenting fine art. "First, we have a young woman from the northern territories. Blonde, blue-eyed, v
~ Emmy ~I awoke with a start, my heart pounding in my chest, my body drenched in sweat. The darkness around me felt oppressive, the dream lingering like a heavy fog in my mind. I could still see my mother’s haunted eyes, and hear her desperate pleas. But what had she whispered? What was it that I wasn’t supposed to know?Rae stirred within me, sensing my turmoil. “What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice echoing softly in my mind.“I saw her, Rae,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “I saw my mother. She was running from something, a creature... and she handed me over to the Ma who raised me. She said I must never know what I am, that I am in danger. But she whispered something I couldn’t hear.” Rae was silent for a moment, processing my words. “Dreams can be powerful, Emmy. They can show us things from our past, our deepest fears, or even glimpses of the future. Whatever it is your mother whispered, it’s important. When we are out of this cave we will work it out, I promise.” I took a deep
~ Emmy ~My feet moved quickly, hoping to find shelter from the prying eyes I felt boring into my back. Eventually, I came to a grand staircase that spiralled down into what looked like a vast hall below. Taking a deep breath, I started down the stairs, avidly aware of the fact I was naked, filthy and smelt like arse. My mind raced with thoughts of what might await me. I had to stay focused and strong. "Emmy, you’ve got this," I told myself. This place, no matter how enchanting, would not break me.As I reached the bottom of the staircase, I found myself in a grand hall that was even more extravagant than the room I had started in. Massive chandeliers hung from the ceiling, their crystals sparkling in the candlelight. Marble floors gleamed beneath my feet, and towering columns lined the room, their surfaces carved with intricate patterns that seemed to tell a story of their own."Someone hasn't heard of the saying less is more." I marvelled aloud as I looked around the rather over-th
~ Emmy ~ Rae had exhausted herself running through the demonic realm and had finally given me control while she slept. We were hidden away in a dark cave, the air thick and heavy with the scent of sulphur and despair. She had commanded me to stay put, to rest, but sitting still had never been my strong suit. "It's just a while longer." I sighed as I looked around the cave. It was pitch black, and the silence was suffocating, I could hear the distant echoes of tortured souls, the cries of the damned: not exactly helping me relax. My heart ached with the weight of hopelessness, and I started to feel despair creeping into my soul."Ahhh, this is killing me." I moaned loudly. Unable to sit still any longer, I began to pace the cave. Every step felt like a rebellion against the darkness that threatened to swallow me whole. My eyes slowly adjusted to the inky blackness, but there was little to see beyond the jagged walls and the occasional scatter of bones. My mind raced with thoughts of
~ Matteo ~ "So, what's your plan?" I requested Evelyn, as I rejoined the group. Wyatt by my side a silent pact had been made between us, and it would stay silent until we had Emmy and Lula back. As if understanding the situation Levi and Hank nodded to Everlyn and the book she had pulled out of her bag."We need to infiltrate the wedding," Evelyn declared, her tone resolute. "We can use the gathering to our advantage. With so many supernatural beings in one place, it'll be chaotic. It'll give us a chance to find Emmy and Lula, and possibly stop Wyatt's father before he completes whatever ritual he's planning." I nodded slowly, the wheels in my mind turning. It was risky, but Evelyn was right. This could be our best chance to strike. "Alright," I said. "What do you need from us?""We need to sneak into the wedding," Evelyn began to outline her plan with a determined expression, her green eyes flickering with urgency. "With Wyatt's father demanding everyone come to hell to show loyalt
~Matteo ~I stood in the clubhouse, irritation boiling just beneath the surface. The door had been left unlocked—a careless mistake that could cost lives, especially since we had just been attacked. I was about to rip Levi a new one, despite Hank trying to defend his brother's idiocy, when I noticed Levi talking with a woman. I paused, listening to their conversation. "She is his mate, the witch?" I mouthed to Hank who nodded, a slight glimmer of jealousy shining in his eyes. Which I guessed was down to the fact that she was striking. Her rich, deep auburn hair fell in loose waves down to her shoulders, catching the dim light and adding a warmth to the otherwise grim room. Her piercing green eyes, sharp and intelligent, missed nothing as they darted around, assessing every detail. Except apparently the group of wolves behind her! Regardless they held a depth that spoke of experience and resilience, something that drew my attention.Her skin was fair, almost glowing, hinting at time s
~ Wyatt ~Levi and I travelled back to the club using my powers of teleportation. As we landed, I couldn’t help but smirk when he doubled over, retching onto the floor. It was a sight I had grown accustomed to, one that never failed to amuse me.“Magic doesn’t suit everyone,” I teased, clapping him on the back as he wiped his mouth. “You’d think dating a witch would toughen you up a bit, but here you are, still can’t stomach a simple teleportation spell.”Levi shot me a glare, but his usual retort was missing. He was too tense, too on edge to indulge in the back-and-forth banter battle that seemed to be 'our thing'. I understood why. The club was eerily quiet, a stark contrast to its usual hustle and bustle. Everyone had dispersed, off to complete their tasks, leaving the place feeling empty and hollow.I took a seat at the bar, leaning back as I watched Levi pace back and forth. "What's up squirrel?" I asked as he rounded to look at me."Squirrel?" He repeated his nose screwed up wi
~ Emmy ~ From out of the shadows, the winged beast emerged, its massive black wings unfurling and casting an ominous shadow over the already bleak landscape. Fear gripped me and Rae, our shared anxiety intensifying as the creature drew closer. This time, we could see it more clearly, and the sight was enough to make my blood run cold.The beast was monstrous, its eyes glowing with a malevolent fire. Its teeth were jagged and pointed, each one coated in the blood of its victims, gleaming sickeningly in the dim red light that permeated the realm. The talons on its feet were sharp and shining, looking like they could easily pierce through Rae’s fur and flesh.Rae’s instincts screamed at her to run, but she stood her ground, her body tense and ready to react. I could feel her muscles coiled like springs, prepared to leap or dodge at the slightest hint of an attack.“We have to stay calm,” I whispered to her, trying to steady my own racing heart. “We can’t outrun it, but maybe we can outs
~ Matteo ~ "And who do you think you are?" Mr White sneered, his smirk faltering, replaced by a flash of anger and fear. He leaned forward, trying to regain his composure. In the balcony door reflection, I watched as Samuel leaned in, matching his intensity. "The end of the line for you, I am afraid." He chortled, uncaring for his feelings. "Unless you can give me the information I need," I announced as I turned from the balcony, happy that my pack were doing their jobs. "I am afraid I am going to have to let Samuel here tear you apart..." "He will have to get in line.." Hank growled from the other side of me, a smile splitting my lips. "You all will," Blaze announced through the pack link. "So shall we.." I motioned for Mr White to give me what I needed. As I spoke, I felt Blaze, my wolf, stir within me, a growl rumbling in the depths of my mind. He was as repulsed by this place as I was, and his presence gave me the strength to confront the monster before us. This auction hous
~ Matteo ~Sighing I fought to keep Blaze's temper in check, which was a struggle given that I felt my body humming with his rage. Though I had once participated in these auctions, buying women from him, knowing that he was the cause of Emmy's painful journey into my world, gnawed at me."Matteo!" Mr. White exclaimed, his voice as oily as his appearance. He tried to mask his nervousness with a wide, insincere grin. "Welcome, welcome! And your friends, of course. How is Emmy doing? Serving you well, I hope?" I clenched my jaw, ready to respond, but Samuel stepped forward, cutting me off. "What are tonight's auctions?" he asked, his voice sharp and to the point. Mr. White blinked, taken aback for a moment before regaining his composure. "Ah, yes, the auctions," he conveyed, rubbing his hands together. "Tonight, we have three very special women up for bid." He gestured grandly, as if presenting fine art. "First, we have a young woman from the northern territories. Blonde, blue-eyed, v