~ Matteo ~"So what are these threats you speak of then?" I asked no one in particular, trying desperately to keep my tone level and hide the irritation from my voice. But honestly, I wasn't sure how I felt knowing that the pack had been under threat.. Or rather threats, and no one had told me, more so my Beta hadn't. I recalled him mentioning border issues and teething issues within the pack but that was about it."But were you really listening?" Blazed chimed in. "Yes! I am the damn Alpha! I should have been kept informed. Who did Samuel think he was? To handle issues without me, making decisions for my pack and their safety."The pack is right, you have hardly been around." Blaze contributed annoying me further as he watched Emmy walk off, I knew I had fucked up there, but with everything else going on I couldn't handle her questioning me too. She was heard strongly and I did like that in private but in public in front of my pack she would have to learn to hold her tongue if this
~ Emmy ~"Does Matteo know we are here?" I asked as we walked down a corridor. "This place stinks of piss and rotten food." I whispered to Rae."It's flesh, not food." Wyatt chimed in ignoring my actual question about Matteo. "And it complements the hideous wallpaper. Don't you think?" "I guess." I snorted covering my mouth and nose with my hand. "Why does it smell of Rotten flesh?" I asked knowing I would not like the answer before a chuckle left Wyatt's shady lips. "Because peeling someone's skin off is a good way to get them to talk. And peeling the skin off the one they love... while making them watch, is also a good motivator." He added as if he was talking about the damn weather in Spain. "How do you not find him alarming?" Rae groaned, feeling my stomach clench.Good question. I knew the feelings I felt brewing for him were unnatural, wrong and most likely going to land me in a huge pile of shit, but I couldn't help them, any more than I could help taking my next breath. "
~ Wyatt ~"You're cute when you're angry, do you know that?" I asked as I hugged Emmy's slender frame to my chest. Her luscious scent filled my nostrils and wafted straight down to my semi-hard cock. Fuck this girl was gonna be the death of me. Not that I cared, sounded like a good way to die if you asked me.“Angry?” She snapped pouting like the princess she was. “I am beyond angry. Matteo is going to be livid. Not only have I gone against his command but I have come here alone with you. We both know how he feels about you.” My lips curled into a smirk as I arched a brow at her. “Threatened?” I remarked with a grin. Not like I was lying.“Not what I meant.” She grunted the sound making my grin widen into a beaming smile. Fuck what I would do to have her as mine and mine alone.“You know I can read your thoughts right?” I asked. Pausing her by squeezing her a little tighter and tapping her lip with my finger. “And as such I know that THIS was exactly what you wanted. You wanted to st
~ Matteo ~“What do you mean she is gone?” I roared as I watched Gwen pull up the club CCTV while turning the screen towards me. Rolling my lip between my teeth to stop myself from exploding and destroying the fucking monitor I was now staring at. “I mean she is…”“So help me if you say gone. I am going to ram my fist up your…”“Oo Kinky.” Gwen cut me off, “You know I like it a little rough.” She teased. Maybe had my mood not been murderous, I might of rewarded her smart mouth with a smile. But right now she would be lucky to leave this room without some sort of broken bone."So touchy." Gwen laughed, I didn't condone hitting women, not even in my pack training classes but when the only thing of importance to you had been taken. You found yourself a little on edge… and your morals a little questionable.“I told you not to let her leave with Gwen.” Blaze groaned. Closing my eyes I begged the moon goddess to give me strength, because between these two fuckers I was going to end the day
~ Emmy ~Having grown up amongst Gypsies you could guarantee there was always a fight or disagreement of some sort. One family was usually angry with another over something trivial. So once the beer flowed and mouths loosened you knew there would be some kind of punch up and blood would undoubtedly be spilled. I had seen many noses fixed, multiple joints forced back into place and bones mended with whatever tools were available at the time. Blood gore and violence although not something I liked was definitely not foreign to me. However, as Wyatt flicked the light on I had to fight the urge to empty my stomach all over the floor of the dank and disgusting room we found ourselves in.“Sammy.” I whispered my heart fighting to keep up with the panic I felt exploding in my chest. The whole one side of his face had been burnt off, leaving his eyes red raw and swollen. “My god.” I uttered, from the handiwork he bore, it had not been done by a professional torturer. But one sick and twisted
~ Matteo ~"I shouldn't have to fucking pick!" I roared slamming my fists down on the table, the stillness that fell over the main club like a cloak let me know that the rest of my pack could hear my outburst. And most likely didn't approve."I get that, Alpha but..""But nothing." I snarled back at Hank, who responded by holding his hands up in the air in surrender. I knew I was being unfair to the twins and taking my frustrations out on them. "Something a good alpha should not do." Blaze groaned angrily. "You think I wanna be in this situation?" I asked my wolf. "I think if you started listening to me, we would be in a lot less shit and potentially curled up in bed with Emmy instead of leaving her to curl up to some fucking demon." Blazed seethed before locking himself down and cutting me off. "Prick!" I growled inwardly, but truthfully, I knew I was asking everyone to do the impossible, which was to come up with a solution for a shitty situation. One which Blaze was right, was
~ Wyatt ~"Sorry." I rushed out as we landed with a thud in the middle of my living room. Teleporting Emmy to Leo's penthouse had been easy, but for some reason teleporting all three of them back to my home seemed to drain me of my powers. "Wyatt!" Emmy gushed anxiously. Did I look that bad? Standing up I steadied myself on the edge of the makeshift unit as my vision slowly began to morph into triangles. "Whooo there big guy." The brunette gasped as she and Emmy stepped forward to support me. "You look like you're about to pass out." She added her voice tainted with unfamiliar concern."Wyatt, are you ok?" Emmy's sweet voice cut through the static in my head. Without my consent, my lips curled into a smile and I nodded."All good sugar tits." I lied, realising seconds too late that that was the wrong reply, in a room filled with her 'owners' employees. "Sugar tits?" I heard the brunette laugh. "I have heard some pet names in my line of work but that takes the biscuit." She laughed
~ Matteo ~The drive over was painstakingly quiet and tense, Harrison had got the minibus ready for us and as many warriors as possible had been crammed into it. The fact I owned half the cops in the town meant we stood no chance of being pulled over, although some were giving the mini van a second glance as we bombed down the street to Leo's penthouse. Which I got. Not everyday you see a van filled with dozens of large males, all with sour faces and grim eyes. The rumble of the minivan's engine filled the tense silence, a backdrop to the mounting pressure weighing down on me. I glanced at the rearview mirror, catching the furtive glances and whispered conversations of my pack. Their frustration was palpable, an almost tangible force pressing against my chest.Harrison as the designated driver sat in the front with me, but even his usually calm demeanour was strained. He knew the stakes. We were on our way to rescue Samuel, our Beta and my brother in all but blood. But the delay, the
~ 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