Zirah's POV Someone was following me.At first, I refuted the idea because I didn't observe any strange happenings, but after some careful watching, I started to suspect it.Now I wasn't walking alone though.After I came back from Damon's pack, looking all bloody and half dazed out of my mind with shock, Noah insisted on getting me escorts to follow me everywhere no matter where it was, even just to the gardens.He was a bit over the top but I understand his actions, promising not to complain so much about it.Now they were trailing behind me when I suggested to Noah, I'd like to take a walk around since I was tired of being cooped up on the house.He obliged but with only one demand. I had argued and fumed at how crazy it was to have three men Watch me stroll….but now I was glad he insisted.I wrapped my hands around my chest and tried to focus on the scenery once again, stopping periodically to purchase some fruits from different stalls and simple items or trinkets for either Noah
Zirah's POV I don't know if I should believe what Damon is telling me. His behaviors have been erratic recently, and I don't believe a word coming out of his mouth right now. Not with what he did the last time."Why should I believe you?" Needing something to do with my hands, I dipped a fry into the small plate of ketchup and chewed slowly savoring the taste."Why should I lie?"He splayed his hands in a pleading manner."I don't know." I shrugged. "You've lied to me before, not once not twice so forgive me if I'm a bit skeptical towards you right now."He rubs one hand over his face and in that tiny moment that he's not using those intense orbs on me, I use that to watch him like really watch him. He looked tired and had dark circles under his eyes like he hadn't slept in days and was a bit thin.Once I felt sympathetic urges raise up within me I squashed them immediately. I would not feel sorry for this man that had put me throw hell.You put yourself through hell by leaving."Do
Noah's POV The scent of vanilla and coconut woke me up, and I discovered my nose was buried in Zirah's hair and our bodies tangled together during the course of our sleeping.I removed my hand from her side and rolled to the other side to check the time.3:23, shit.I sat up on the bed the covers rolling down my chest.My eyes strayed to Zirah where she lay on her back, her hair fanning the pillow below her her face turned towards the other side. I could see different freckles scattered all over the upper part of her chest and neck.She shook her hair and wrinkled her nose, waving her hand through the air. I smiled at the adorable gesture and moved closer to gently move her hair to the side so I could see her face clearly.I pressed a kiss on her soft cheek, naughty thoughts coming to my mind as I dared to go further down.I had half the scare that she would wake up and nudge me away, refusing me again.Ever since she's been back, she gives me several excuses ranging from she's not i
Zirah's POV In my confusion, I welcomed Noah's steadiness and practically craved it at this point with all the turmoil going on in my head so I sank into his kiss, placing my hand on his shoulders to drink him in.Our tongues tangled, each of us fighting for dominance and him trying to prove he was the Alpha he gained control of the kiss and forced me into submission, wrapping my hair around his hand and using it as a control leash.Even while I was lost in the kiss, a part of my mind that wouldn't shut up kept on ruminating on the things Noah said.I didn't know what to do right now, I'm not going to lie and say that I hadn't thought about all whatever Noah was saying, it just sounded so true because he was just speaking out my deep thoughts.Thoughts have always been in my subconscious but I always pushed them down, not wanting to believe it and take what I saw at face value.However, I guess the joke's on me now because while I tried to believe and convince myself he was nothing l
ExcerptUnknown I watch them as they go hand in hand, the man laving kisses on the blushing woman while I peered at the dark alley, wondering where he went...I have to say that I didn't expect her to be this cunny though, switching from one man to another easily like a whore did but anyways ...who was I to judge?I was just looking for an opening which I thought I'd found yesterday until he showed up.I appreciated the man for leading her straight to me though, running immediately to her rescue as I predicted after sending those menI climbed on top of the step that I had strategically placed there to aid my easy access.I chose this spot because it was perfect to stay for a long period of time without anyone suspecting you or even catching a glimpse of you. I had tested that theory when I stood there in plain sight watching my friend look for me frantically but he couldn't see me.A couple of days later, I appeared in my dorm room in tattered clothes and hair claiming to be found.
Zirah's POV Noah squeezed my hand to remind me that he was here for me, but all I could think about was the guy that was going to show up in less than two minutes to confirm my suspicions.After what Noah told me, I've been driving myself crazy trying to put a face to facts but the dots weren't just connecting.His phone beeps and Noah signals to me that the guy we're waiting for will soon be here.A second later, the other door opens and a thin-looking guy with dirty hair was roughly placed in a chair, they tugged off the blindfold as they felt.The guy's face widened in terror when he saw where he was and immediately started to struggle."Who are you? Why am I here, what do you want?" The guy shouts into the empty room, looking directly into the camera.Gutsy but bold.Noah wait several more minutes after his outburst making him sweat a bit before he calmly walks into the room, shutting the door with a gentle click behind him.He calmly stares at the man while he unbuttons the cuff
Zirah's POV AFTER the whole incident with me finding out about Damon having a hand in the kidnapping of my kids and the whole not having any contact with him since he's been AWOL, it's been a very tense couple of weeks.Not knowing where he was, or what he was going to do next worried me a lot but Noah kept on telling me not to be worked up, showing me the ins and outs of their defense, promising me that if he steps foot in there we'll know in the next minute. With all that, I still wasn't reassured.I think it's because deep down, I knew that Damon wouldn't just easily give up not when he's that obsessed with me. I had a feeling he was just bidding his time, waiting for the right moment to strike, and once he does it might be fatal.But it's been three weeks now, and no word. I think it's time to relax a bit, and maybe hope that he's finally gone from our lives.This was why I was very excited about their annual pack gathering happening tonight, it was an opportunity for me to let
Noah's POV I turned in the bed, wishing the pounding noise would subside as I gained consciousness.I jerked awake, swinging against the bright, early morning rays of the sun shining through the open windows.The pounding which I had thought to be a figment of my imagination was actually real, and it was happening outside my door.Zirah twisted in bed in protest as I untangled my body from hers, reluctant to let me go but I had to go see who was banging at the door by this time.I glanced at the digital clock on the bedside table, the green blinking lights indeed confirming it was way too early for this.It wasn't even seven yet!Half annoyed, I slid out of bed and grabbed a robe that was tossed carelessly on the chair, and tied it around my half-naked body before I went to open the door.On seeing a guard, I closed it shut behind me and stepped out into the hallway."Sir." He bowed respectfully to me. "Tyler sent me.""And?" I peered at him through half-open eyes, wondering the hell
Zirah's POV Right into his neck. Damon staggered away from me with a stunned look on his face while his hand slowly went up to the clutch at the side of his neck. He brought his blood-stained hand to his face with a shocked look on his face like he still couldn't believe what happened. "Why?" He asked, still with an air of confusion around him. And I broke down. "You left me no choice!" I sobbed out loud, thinking back to when I decided to do this. When I saw them fighting and he threw Noah into the wall, crashing into the metal tray and dislodging his items, instinctively I So I played him. The weak demeanor, the submissive woman, the arousal that shivered through my body as he ran his hands over my body…...was all fake. I had to swallow down my revulsion the moment he touched me, knowing I had to sell my submission enough or he wouldn't believe me. He opened his mouth to speak but instead gargled on his blood and his knees went weak and he crumpled to the floor. I careful
Zirah's POV I sat there frozen…..helpless.While I watched my former lover circle my mate like a predator looking for his next meal."Damon...no! Please... I- uh," I babbled incoherently, forcing words out of my mouth in a silly attempt to stop him from ramming the knife into a fragile spot on his body that could claim his life.He stopped behind Noah when my pitiful cries reached him and for a moment I thought that maybe he had changed his mind.However, he lunged forward pressing the thin part of the blade exactly into the jugular spot at his neck pressing firmly with those cold eyes trained on mine."You know what I need from you." He ground out harshly, his deep tone barely making his words distinguishable but I managed to catch it."Damon, I-" I had no idea what I was about to say but for some crazy reason I just had to open my mouth.His odd eyes hardened and the brief flicker of hope I'd seen bloom in his eyes died out and he turned his attention back to his semi-conscious pat
Zirah's POV Ice-cold water was splashed on my body, jerking me awake abruptly pulling me from the reins of unconsciousness.I flung my head, my eyelids fluttering as I sought to get my bearings.Everything was spinning, and my eyes felt like they were glued shut for the longest time.My body also felt heavy... probably 'cos I haven't used it for a while.I raised my head slowly and I realized two things.One, I couldn't move….at all.That jarred my senses and I awoke fully to see that my legs and hands were restrained with thick metal straps laced with chains, proving it impossible to get out of.Even if I could break through the leather straps, the chains had the distinct yet faint smell of silver which would be tough if not impossible to get out of.Secondly, I was in an underground dungeon that stank like the devil's behind.How I got here seemed to get away from here, but why was it a different case?I was here because I refused to give in.I think back to what happened after Dam
Noah's POV It soon became obvious what their ace was….or rather, who.It soon became obvious when Damon separated himself from his pack, that was what I had taken to calling considering how they fluttered around him.When the two of us caught the other's gaze, it held for the longest and the tension, the need for bloodshed was calling out to us.Riding us both hard.He was standing now unobstructed, without his men underfoot, his white shirt flapping around him as the wind blew up a notch.His dark pants and heavy boots looked worse for wear, but that wasn't what drew my attention.It was the unnaturally still way he held himself, it was like his body was encased in eyes but from here I could see his eyes were sharp, picking up on every movement.It felt like no one else existed but the two of us, even though I could hear distant sounds of roars and men fighting.Everything that happened was building up to this point."You need to go," I said quietly to Zirah who was still behind my
Noah's POV We were winning.Or so it seemed.No, I know we were winning. It started as a tough battle at first especially when they got the upper hand by taking us by surprise- I still wondered how they might have known where we were and we fought to regain our defense since they were attacking mercilessly but hours of training won out and we started to beat them back.Their numbers were gradually reducing, and it also helped that we had support from the Grand Canyon pack since they were furious that they were attacked in their home. I was tearing my way through the men, my eyes trained on the prize, killing mercilessly and without remorse as I inched closer to the man at the helm of all this.Damon Westwood.I had had enough of his constant interference in our lives, and once and for all...I wanted to end it.By stabbing a knife through his cold heart.Or by beheading him.Whichever way works for me.But it seems that just when I was within reach of him, I would spin around and he w
Damon's POV All five of us were surrounding the table. Me, Skylar, Amanda, and two other werewolves one from my side and hers each named Frank and Erik when someone rudely barged in without knocking. We were currently in a private meeting, as we were thinking through our next moves and I had left explicit instructions not to be disturbed in the meantime.Now this.Immediately I got to my feet in front, ready to strangle whoever it was but Erik held me back, placing a hand on the table to stop me."What is it?" He asks the heavily panting young man quietly, patiently waiting for him to compose himself before talking.He was doubled over, sweat soaked through his body. He slowly raised his head, wiping the sweat dripping into his eyes."I-I-I…" his eyes were wide, his face pale as if he just realized what he had done."Get on with it!" I spat out. "We don't have all day.""You can see he's in no shape to talk." Erik points out, scraping his chair back as he stands up. "It looks like he
Zirah's POV Traveling en masse with such a large crowd while trying to move stealthily proved to be a big deal for us.Also for different packs who are just getting acquainted with each other for the first time, being enclosed in a small space wasn't the ideal choice and soon enough after a couple of days, they started to get on each other's nerves.I learned that lots of testosterone and small spaces don't mix when Noah had to come between a brawl brewing for the third time in two days.We'd been traveling for almost a week which was longer than expected but Noah insisted on the element of surprise so mostly we traveled in small clumps during the day and large during the night. It slowed down our progress significantly but it did the job.We were stopping at a neighboring pack who was a very good friend of Noah's and graciously offered to host us.We had eagerly accepted, anxious to get a reprieve from camping life and the tension or altercation brewing every minute.I, for one, had
Damon's POV For some people, it would be hard to lead two different people on a united front. But luckily for me, I had experience in such and it seemed quite seamless the way I effortlessly combined Amanda's people and some of mine. I had called in some favors and put a call through to some of my most loyal men and of course..they answered. Amanda's father was wealthy, and apart from that he was also vastly connected which was how we got this massive mansion to hide our people in and conduct our business without query. If he had any idea of Amanda's plans, he did well to turn a blind eye to it. We were engaging in mindless chatter when a murmur rippled through the small crowd that had gathered here on the balcony. One thing I loved about this place was the view. Sometimes when I stood here, it gave me this empowering feeling, you know, like I could do anything I wanted. And of course, you guessed right, it quickly became my favorite spot in the house. I was lounging in my corner
Noah's POV The taste of defeat left a bitter tang in my mouth as I gathered my men and went back home.The car itself was silent, no one daring to utter a word. To say I was furious with myself was putting it lightly but there was nothing more I could do…. except turn back time which was out of my power. So I sulked all the way home, rehashing all the possible ways that situation could have gone.All too soon, we arrived at the gate's entrance and then I realized I still had people waiting to talk to me.The car stopped in front of the house, and before I went in I was making small talk with the men when I heard my name."Noah!" Zirah screamed, gathering her flowy summer dress in her hand as she hurriedly rushed down the stairs.I was struck by how beautiful she looked at that moment. For a second, she appeared young and carefree….like she should always be.I felt a twinge of guilt when I saw how scared she was, and the guilt expanded to become a large block resting on my chest.She