CLAIRE's POVLogan, one of the enforcers in the training field, was singing a very unfamiliar song in the most funny and absurd way ever. I and the others sat on the ground in the training field watching him perform for us.We had gone extra hard on the training that day and we were all exhausted.“He sounds like he has a frog stuck in his throat,” Elide muttered and I chuckled at myself, feeling her snicker in my head. On instincts I looked to the side because I felt someone looking at me and I found Luis walking straight towards me, I quickly stood up and started moving to the changing rooms beside the training center. I heard him calling to me to wait. I pretended not to hear and continued towards the changing room.I felt like a bastard. After Dominik had said I should not talk to any other male wolves,especially Luis, I had been actively avoiding Luis. He had tried approaching me many times but I always fled before he could get a word in. I was very pissed at Dominik for telli
CARLOS's POV‘Put on a strong font,’ I chanted in my head as I stared at the group of people before me.I could not afford to break down, I could not afford to show a weak side to anyone around here. I could not let anyone see beyond what I was showing.But it was so hard to maintain my cool front. I wanted to smash things, I wanted to scream and whine and be angry.I could not though, not with the way she stared at me. She was not threatening at all, she just stood emotionless, arms crossed acros her chest as she leaned against the door to the meeting room, directly facing me. She just stood there as a guard watching over everyone with an expressionless look on her face.But I knew she was looking at me, judging my every move, every twitch. I knew that I could not afford to break down or do anything stupid. I had to keep up the merciless alpha front that she had built for me. I was fighting against a more ruthless alpha, I knew of that. I was a personal witness myself to his ruthless
CLAIRE's POVMy mind raced with several thoughts as I walked back towards the pack from seeing off my friend. I knew i could not be with Alpha Enzo because I had found my mate, even though he clearly liked me more and treated me better than my mate. But now that I really thought about it, I could not help but think of the possibilities. What if Enzo could fight off Dominik if I went to live with him? Because I definitely knew that Dominik would fight till the ends of the earth to get me back if I went with Enzo.Even if my mate did not care about me, I was still his mate and I doubted the moon goddess would just allow a mated man be sane without his mate by his side. It certainly did not work that way... did it?I was still thinking of all the possibilities when I walked into the pack house. I was too slow to grasp what was happening at first. Maybe it was because I had been spending too much time in the fighting arena that seeing people fight around me was somehow normal.It was
DOMINIK's POVI looked straight into his eyes as I snapped his neck, ensuring they closed shut. I stood up and looked around, seeing some of my men down. Grief filled my heart when I saw some were lying still on the ground. Carlos would pay for this big time, I was going to make sure of that. He was going to pay for what he had done to the little clan of children, and for having the fucking guts to attack my pack with dumb ass witches. The fool actually allied up with the witches? He wanted my attention? Well now he was going to have it. “Alpha!!" I turned to see one of the men that I always saw hanging around Claire. Pete, I think."Alpha Dominik!" He stood in front of me breathless from running over, a panicked expression on his face."Speak!" I commanded him when he would not speak up. "They took her, they took Claire." He said and subtly took a step away from me.I felt a sort of blinding rage rush through me, bursting with full force."What?!" I growled loudly. "Where is s
CLAIRE's POVThere was only one reason I knew I was not dead. And that reason was because if I died, I was sure I would go to heaven because I had always been such a good person even when the whole world was against me. I did not need anyone to tell me that, and considering the fact that I had been weak and bullied all my life, I doubted the angels would want me to go and suffer after death again, if they cared at all.And if I was in heaven, I knew I would not feel such deadly pain in my head like I did at the moment. I frowned and then groaned softly at the pain that little action seared at the back of my head. Oh fuckjng goddess, did you lie about heaven too? Or maybe you are not dead at all, I heard Elide’s snide remark. I almost smiled. I had not wanted to admit that I was actually scared that she would be absent.So… I was alive?I tried to open my eyes and groaned again, clutching at my head in pain. What did those rascals pummel my head with? A fucking tree? A mountain? Wha
CLAIRE's POV As the days went by and I spent more time in the cold, damp, unliveable cell, I came to a painful realisation that my mate, Dominik was not coming to rescue me any time soon. At the first week of my capture, I was feeling hopeful, ever eager and ever patient as I waited for Dominik to burst through the cell doors and scoop me into his arms. I recalled having dreams about it. Every night I would see Dominik hovering above me, smiling at me and reassuring me that everything was going to be okay. Even though I knew Dominik was not one to smile at me, but at this point, I was grasping at any little hope I could get. But I was once again taken away from my dream and faced with the pitiful reality I was living in. As I sat at the corner of the cell on the bare floor, I raised my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around myself to produce as much body heat as I could. Why had Dominik not come for me all this time? It should be evident now that I was missing. Why did h
CLAIRE's POVI stared at the back of the witch, who was leading me down a narrow hallway. I trudged after her as my eyes wandered to the brown muddy walls that lined the hallway.Just where was she taking me to? I had not seen a single soul since we had started our journey. I assumed this was not the main clan house.We entered into an open door and all I could see all around me were prison cells. Shrivelled and malnourished prisoners sat in the cells, looking lifeless, and some of them even looking dead.Beside them lay dry bones, bones that I presumed belonged to the former prisoners. A chill ran down my spine. Was that going to be my fate? Trapped down her until my flesh dried up and I became nothing but bones?I swallowed at the thought. As I turned my attention back to the witch, I caught her staring at me from a distance and I soon realised that I had stopped walking.I blinked and jogged towards her. We kept walking and I could feel my legs tire out slowly. My lack of food and
CLAIRE's POVI thought that I would not encounter the witch again after that night, but I was clearly mistaken. After that night, I began to see her more often that I wished too.She would always bring me food at night, when the wolves guarding my cell had gone to get a good night’s rest. As much as it puzzled me, I accepted her kindness without question.I was famished after all.I stared out the small window that had iron bars on it absentmindedly as I had nothing else to do. From the restricted view on the window, I could see the moon standing boldly in the dark blue sky, its light illuminating the land below.Those beasts were finally tired of inflicting pain on me as their regular visits had come to an end, at least I hoped it did. I could not imagine what would happen if they came to torture me once again.I closed my eyes and clasped my hands together and began to pray to the Moon goddess, in hopes that perhaps my situation would turn around and maybe, just maybe, my mate would