Jameson's POVTo say I was angry would be an understatement on its own. I was disappointed in myself. For some reason, I felt that I had already failed Luna Iris in more ways than I could ever count.When she had first gotten missing, my first and only thought was that she had left the packhouse and mansion because she needed time to cool off. When it became apparent that she had absconded and had no plan of returning to the pack, I had decided that I was going to look for her and protect her. If she didn't want to be back, then I was going to make provisions for her to be well catered for.However, after I saw that woman called Giselle trying her best to fit into the position of the vacant Luna seat, I made a vow to myself to being Iris back to her rightful place.That was how the thought had even crossed my mind that perhaps Giselle had something to do with the disappearance of the other woman. It all made sense as she might be thinking that Iris was her rival, and once she was out
Alpha Dylan.Iris was still missing.That was the only thought that kept running through my mind even as weariness and sleepiness took over my mind. For all it was worth, I knew that I already tried my very best to make sure that she was found. But it appeared that the more I tried to look for her, the more it was glaring to me that I would never be able to get her back to my side at the pack.The fact that even Jameson couldn't find her said more than I could take. I wanted to blame someone for all my misfortune, but I knew that I couldn't do that because I was the architect of my own downfall.If only I hadn't allowed Giselle to let me to hate on my Luna and avoid her like she was trash, then the two of us would have talked about just exactly what was going on with us and we would know how to solve our mess. But I had allowed the words of someone who didn't know how Iris and I had been doing to influence me. In the end, that was exactly what had caused my downfall with the woman my
Alpha Dylan’s POV When I asked that woman the question again, I didn't expect her to give me the same answer. It was the way she had even said it arrogantly like there was nothing I could do to her that annoyed the hell out of my life.Scratch that!The audacity she got into telling me that she was pregnant for me was what pissed me the most.I left where I was standing and rushed over to her side. She didn't seem fazed or afraid of me even when my hand was raised half in the air in readiness to strike her. The only thing that stopped me from carrying out that threat was because I didn't want to unleash my monstrous self and kill her off accidentally."First..." I gritted out, grinding my teeth in the process. "It is the way you seem to think that you being pregnant for me is any of my business," I growled at her.Still, the smile on her face didn’t seem to falter as I expected."Either abort that baby or do whatever it is that you want with it. I don't care, and I will appreciate it
Giselle.Life was getting into places for me, finally giving me everything that was rightfully mine. It was the same thing I had on my mind when I first began all my plotting. Now, it was all going to be mine, and there would be nothing anyone would do to stop it."Make me the Luna," I said again to the man who was looking at me in a dumbfounded manner. I cocked a brow at him and even gave a small smile when it looked like his eyes were going to buggle out of their sockets.If he expected me to back down from the battle I had just began, then he better be rethinking his choices because there was no way I would ever step down. Not when I was already so close to achieving my aim.I was going to become someone very powerful. Someone that anyone and everyone would fear once they saw or even heard the name of. I would have aimed for the Alpha’s seat, but that seemed almost impossible without first being a Luna. After all, I was only an Omega. So, yeah, I was going to be the Luna first, the
Alpha Dylan.Right now, I didn't know which one annoyed me the most of everything that was going on with me - the fact that I couldn't find Iris no matter how hard and how long I tried, or the fact that Giselle had thought nothing about trying to bite my head off with her annoying character and claim of being pregnant for me, or the fact that I was currently standing in front of the Elders of the pack who seemed to think that I was making a mistake by throwing out the woman who was carrying my child."So, you all mean to tell me that the reason why you called me for an emergency meeting in the middle of the night is because of that low-life Omega who claims to be pregnant for me?" I asked them in a very low, weary tone.After I had resisted the urge to kill that woman off and just thrown her out of my house, I had gone back to the mansion, chastised the guards and giving them the punishment of running a hundred laps once it was morning for allowing the woman to step into my house when
Alpha Dylan.I lost that battle with the Elders. After they all came up with that reminder of the law that governed the land of the werewolves, I had done my possible best to remind them of everything that had happened in the past, including how it was the same woman they wanted me to make Luna, Giselle, who had been responsible for the disappearance of the current Luna that they were all eager to replace.They, in turn, had reminded me that no matter what, Giselle was still a better choice to them as she was around and also carrying my heir.Of course, I had used my Alpha power on them all and demanded that none of them would speak about that matter again. We all left the meeting hall, and I thought that was the end of the whole matter. Until the next morning when I received a request that I was being summoned for a meeting by the Alpha King.Turned out that the council of Elders had written an anonymous request to the man, requesting for his intervention in making me see reasoning
IRIS."I-Iris?"Even though I heard the name very clearly, it sounded more like a curse to me. The tray of cups filled with coffee that was resting in my hands fell to the floor with a loud splatter. I watched, without really seeing, as the coffee spilled everywhere, some of it pouring right on the trouser Dylan wore."What the?!" The man who was my boss yelled.The thought of Dylan’s trousers and the herrondious scream of my boss were enough to draw me out of my zombie mode.As I lifted my gaze and my hazel eyes came in contact with that of sapphire, I felt my world crashing all over me. I couldn't believe... no, I refused to believe that the same man who had got me running like my life depended on it - which it does - was sitting right in front of me... despite all my running.I mean, what were the odds of that happening?"Iris!" This time, the shout of my name from the man who was supposedly my husband was no longer out of shock and surprise, but it felt like it was from anger. I w
IRIS.I ran! As fast as my legs and heels could carry me, that was as fast and far as I ran. My tears kept pouring even as I continued to run. I wanted to command the ground to open up and swallow me, but I knew that was not possible. I couldn't tell how on earth that I had allowed myself to be traitorous enough to want to accept that man back. The same man who had done his very best to make sure that I was badly hurt.My feet thumped even as I continued to move farther away from the place. I didn't know where I was going, but I knew that I just wanted to keep moving. Suddenly, I heard a loud clapsed from the heaven. I wasn't given the chance to look up to see what was going on before I found myself getting drenched completely by the sudden heavy downpour of rain. I swiped at the water that clouded my eyes in order for me to see where I was going.All the while, my feet didn't stop their movements. All I heard before I knew that I was no longer on the walkway as I thought but was n
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