ALPHA ARNOLD'S POV The next morning, as I returned to the pack, a sense of tension lingered in the air. The events of the previous day weighed heavily on my mind, and I knew that our careful plans were now being put to the test. As I stepped into the pack's territory, I couldn't shake the feeling that things were about to take a more challenging turn.My apprehensions were confirmed the moment I arrived – there, at the heart of the pack, stood Dylan. His presence was a jarring contrast to the serenity of the surroundings, and his demanding posture signaled that he meant business. He was seeking permission to search our pack, his intent clear despite the veneer of civility he attempted to maintain.As I approached, the glint of determination in his eyes met my gaze, and I braced myself for the confrontation that was about to unfold. Every fiber of my being was prepared to defend our secrets, to maintain the facade of ignorance that we had so carefully constructed."Dylan," I acknowled
DYLAN'S POVArnold's words cut through me like a knife, fueling a surge of anger that had been simmering just beneath the surface. How could he say something like that, especially when it was a topic that had been gnawing at me for far too long? The frustration, the helplessness – they all came crashing down in a rush.I clenched my fists, my jaw set in a tight line as I struggled to contain the rising tide of emotions. It wasn't just the fact that he had spoken those words, but the timing of it all. It was as if he had singled out the very thing that had been gnawing at my thoughts, the worry that had been eating away at my peace of mind.As I stared at him, my gaze steely and heated, I fought to find my voice, to respond in a way that conveyed the weight of my emotions. "You have no idea," I finally managed to grit out, my tone laced with a venomous mix of irritation and frustration.I could feel the unspoken resentment that hung in the air. Arnold's words had struck a chord, had hi
ARNOLD'S POVThe journey back to my mansion felt like an eternity, each step a reminder of the physical and emotional exhaustion that had settled within me. The weight of my decisions, the consequences of my actions, seemed to press down on my shoulders, making the trek feel more arduous than it should have.The scuffle with Dylan had been a chaotic release of pent-up frustration, and the repercussions of that clash still lingered in the air, heavy with uncertainty. But amidst the whirlwind of emotions, the knowledge that Iris was safe brought a small glimmer of relief, a reprieve from the chaos that had consumed me.My body ached, bruises forming like battle scars across my skin. Every step was a reminder of the fight, the physical exertion that had taken its toll. I had faced off against Dylan, unleashed my anger in a reckless display of force, and now I bore the marks of that confrontation.Finally, I stepped into the mansion, the familiar surroundings a welcome sight. The silence
DYLAN'S POV The frustration that welled within me was almost suffocating as I returned to my pack. The search for Iris had consumed me, driving me to the brink of exhaustion, and yet, each pack I had scoured had yielded nothing – a void of information, a trail that seemed to vanish into thin air.The weight of the fruitless search bore down on me, a relentless reminder of the challenges that lay ahead. Four packs, countless inquiries, and yet, Iris remained elusive, as if she had disappeared from the face of the earth. The walls of uncertainty closed in around me, and I struggled to contain the anger and helplessness that threatened to consume me.I had been determined to find her, to ensure her safety and well-being, to be the protector she needed in a world fraught with danger. But with every dead end, every lead that turned to dust, that determination began to waver, replaced by a bitter taste of defeat.As I strode through the pack's territory, my steps heavy with frustration, I
IRIS' POVThe city buzzed with life around me, a stark contrast to the tense days I had spent in the werewolf world. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, a sense of relaxation settled over me, like a heavy weight being lifted from my shoulders. The familiar sounds of traffic, the hustle and bustle of people going about their daily lives – it was a comfort, a reminder of the world I had missed during my time away.Being back among humans felt like a reprieve, a return to the normalcy I had longed for. The days had been marked by uncertainty, danger lurking in every corner as I navigated the unfamiliar territory of the werewolf packs. But now, the city streets stretched before me, offering a sense of freedom and familiarity that was both comforting and reassuring.As I went about my daily routine, I couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the simplicity of human life. The little things I engaged in took on a new significance. They were reminders of the world I had temporar
IRIS' POVThe sound of a knock on the door reverberated through the room, momentarily suspending my thoughts in surprise. And then, his voice – Alpha Arnold's voice – cut through the silence, its familiar tone both unexpected and comforting. He had come seemingly out of nowhere, as if he had sensed my need to reach out, my uncertainty about how to communicate.A rush of emotions washed over me – surprise, curiosity, a hint of apprehension. His presence was unexpected, yet it carried with it a sense of reassurance. In his words, the simplicity of the invitation to open the door held an air of understanding, as if he had somehow intuited the dilemma I had been facing.Stepping forward, I hesitated for a moment before reaching for the doorknob. As I slowly turned it, the door swung open, revealing Alpha Arnold's figure on the other side. His presence, his commanding yet gentle aura, seemed to fill the room.With a warm smile, he greeted me, his words carrying a sense of ease. "My sweet,
IRISWalking down the bustling streets of the city, I embarked on the journey to find a job. The decision to take this step had been driven by a desire to regain a sense of independence, to create a space for myself in the human world. The conversations with Arnold had given me the courage to take this leap, even if the path ahead was filled with challenges.As I entered the doors of various businesses, ranging from stalls, malls, to small companies, I submitted my resume, and engaged in conversations with potential employers, I was acutely aware of the limitations of my qualifications. My education had been disrupted by circumstances beyond my control, and the path I had been forced to tread in the werewolf world hadn't left room for formal education.The reality of my situation weighed on me as I navigated interviews and discussions. While I had skills and determination to offer, the absence of a college degree was a hurdle I couldn't ignore. I was prepared to be flexible, to accept
IRIS.The next day, I prepared myself, wearing the clothes I had bought for the day. My heart beat from the extent of nerves I felt. Staring at the mirror, I took a deep breath.“You can do this Iris.” I said.I had come a long way, from escaping the pack and Dylan to gaining a job in the human world. I wasn't going to give up now.Finally filled with determination and confidence, I turned away.My heart raced even as I stepped into the building.A young straight faced woman cane towards me. I stilled under her strict scrutiny before she finally met my gaze.“You're Iris?" She asked to which I quickly nodded.“Follow me.” she said before quickly turning away.She led me around, briefing me on my duties and leading me around. I ignored the stares I got as she gave a full orientation on the office.Finally she led me to my office, gesturing towards the mass of files that laid there.“Since you're here you can begin work immediately. Feel free to ask for help anytime you don't understand
Iris.I watched the Alpha Arnold walk in with the man who had refused to grace me with his presence for a few days now. I didn't know why, but I had gone from not wanting to have anything to do with the man to simply missing his presence around.But then again, as much as I missed his presence, there was still this warning in a part of my heart that kept telling me that I should not give him the chance to get too close with me. Otherwise, I would be playing with fire. I didn't even know what that was supposed to mean, but I wanted to pay attention to my sixth sense. In a way, it had helped helped me out of trouble.A sigh escaped my lips as I turned to pick up a handkerchief so that I would be able to wipe sweat off my face. I was alerted to how well I was healing now. If it was before, rather than that sigh that I let out, I was sure that it was going to either be a groan or it was going to be me being in tears from the excruciating pain that would take over me."Let me help with tha
Dylan.I woke up with my head banging hard like I had spent the entire night handling some dangerous mission that left my life on edge. I groaned as I got up from the bed and made my way to the...Wait? A bed? How had I gotten onto a bed? The last thing I remembered was Alpha Arnold trying to communicate with me and me rudely cutting him off. The events that follwed after that were a bit not so clear to me."Are you okay now?" I heard the gruff voice of the man I was just thinking about. I turned around and saw him sitting down on a chair, a book in hand - book that I was so sure he was not reading - and his attention duly focused on me. I looked around and saw that we were in the same hotel room we had gotten for almost a week in a row now. Or was it three days? My brain was still a bit foggy, so I couldn't think straight.But how? How did he end up being with me? Was he not supposed to be with Iris?"Is something wrong with Iris?" I asked him without even stopping to think."Oh, so
Alpha Dylan. Days after the doctor told me those words, my heart was no longer in the right places. I lost track of myself and barely managed to keep my shit together.The possibility that the woman might never remember who I was? How absurb! Except that I knew there was nothing absurb about the matter. In fact, since I got that revelation, my mind had been far away. Why?Because every time I stepped into Iris's room, I got that look that said that I was a nobody to her, so she couldn't overly be concerned about my presence. While I tried my best to act like the words and actions didn’t get to me whenever I was with her, once I was out of her room, my heart always sank down.It was so bad that even Arnold had begun to notice the difference to me. Now, I hadn't gone to the hospital for two days in a roll after telling Arnold to only contact me if there was something wrong or if my signature was needed for something.While I was at the hospital, I tried to urge the doctor to continue
Alpha Dylan. Just like the first time she would ever ask me that question, my mind still went blank again. How could she always ask me the same question every time she set her eyes on me?"Iris, it is me, Dylan," I said in a lame attempt to make her remember. The doctor came over to my side and moved around me to get to her. Once he was close, he began to examine her thoroughly. Unlike the first time, no one told me to move my ass out of the way. I waited, watching as the doctor used some sort of touch to check her eyeballs, roamed his fingers in front of her, and asked her a few questions also."How do you feel now?" He asked when he was done with his examination. He had his hand on the report card that was always seated at the edge of the bed. "A bit of a headache and pain," Iris mumbled out. "Dry throat also." She added after a while.The doctor nodded and wrote some things in the card. Once he returned the card back to the usual position, he turned to look at me first, then bac
Alpha Dylan.I rushed into the hospital the next day, a few minutes past 10 in the morning. Or was it 11 AM already?I had no idea that I was extremely tired until after I got to the hotel, took a long needed shower, sank into bed and just dozed off instantly. The only thing that was not making me panic was the fact that there was no call from Arnold yet, which could only mean that Iris was fine."Good morning, sir." The receptionist, whom I didn't bother to find out her name, said to me as a form of greeting when she saw me. I nodded my head to her before letting out a short, "good morning to you, too." And then, I was rushing to get to the ICU so I would be able to see Iris for myself. "Arnold, how is she?" I called when I got closed enough for him to hear me."You are here." He said gently. He was standing close to the glass area, almost as if he was just checking her out. "There has been no casualty since you left. In fact, she opened her eyes about three times already, but they
Alpha Dylan.Five days of no show. Five days of no reactions. Five whole days of waiting for a miracle.Iris had not shown any form of life or even danger ever since she got wheeled into the operation room for over five days now. At a point, I became so worried about her state of just lying down, looking almost lifeless. I didn't know if I should be worried about that or if it was a good news in itself. The doctor had told me that she was responding to treatment, and it was good that she was not showing any reason for crisis as that could be bad for her.Now, I was just standing outside the ICU section she was put in and watching her through the glass wall. The first day after she got in here, I visited her for the number of times allowed. The second day, I did the same. The third day, I came in once and allowed Arnold to use the second time. The fourth time, I couldn't find the courage in me to go in there and look at her when she looked like she was in a lot of pain, if the way she
Giselle."He failed," I muttered to Juliana the moment I got into the mansion and settled on the couch in the living room. I didn't need to tell her some more about whoever it was who failed. From the way she gasped softly, I knew that she already knew just exactly who I was talking about."I never thought he would ever fail." The maid said as a way of response.I never thought that he could either.From the way the man had handled me and the ruthless edge he had around him, I had been so sure that Beta Daniel would not have been able to survive an attack from the rogue. But somehow, that hope had been dashed."He did injure Beta Daniel heavily, though." I sighed as I remembered just how bloodied the man had been. Heck, he had even given the authority to someone else because he needed to recuperate completely. If only the rogue had managed to deal one deathly blow to the man, all my problems would be solved by now."Maybe Beta Daniel had someone help him out of the blue? Perhaps that
Beta Daniel. I hurried back to the pack, my blood still dripping from my injured arm to my shirt and trousers. In fact, I purposely held the arm over the clothing so that the blood would drip more on them, and it would look like I was injured in more places than just the arm.The moment I got to the gate, I was stopped by the guards who immediately camouflaged around me whole looking around, their swords ready just in case there was a danger lurking around."At ease," I said, making my voice sound low and disgruntled. "I made sure to lose the man before coming back to the pack," I told them. It would do no good to deliberately make them worry when I knew that all was well.Or could it not be?For all I knew, the other man could have played on my intelligence and was just waiting for the right time to strike me. Or maybe he was even interested in invading the pack and dominating it so that he would be the new Alpha."Still, do not let your guards down," I said as an afterthought. Afte
Beta Daniel. I was still lost in my thoughts and concern for the pack that I almost didn't notice that I was already in the forest which bordered the two packs. A squirrel made a sound, and I paused as I looked at a tree and saw the said squirrel trying to get some kind of fruit which looked like nut. Or more like trying to crack it. An army of ant interrupted the squirrel on the mission it was after. The squirrel, sad that his mission was intercepted, raced from the branch of the tree to another in order to get the ants to leave him, still holding on to rhe nut like it's light depended on it.I laughed at the small event I had just witnessed. I tsked and ignored the squirrel and the ants and began to make my way back to the pack. I tensed when I noticed that there was a movement behind me.It was the same kind of walking pattern I had noticed before when I was going over to Alpha Arnold's pack. I doubted if it was the guards of the pack or any pack for that matter since this part of