-NIA’S POV-Veins throbbed on Dalton’s forehead. He squeezed my neck harder and his knuckles whitened.“Back away from the lady,” Julius threatened with concern in his soot-black eyes.“Are you the chivalry police?” Dalton huffed, turning his head with his dark eyes sizing up the guy standing at the threshold. “Name and purpose.”Julius replied, stoically, “I'm here to help Nia retrieve her belongings.”Dalton's eyes slung at mine with a dangerous glint in them. “You dare to bring a rogue into my pack!” He squeezed my throat aggressively, jerking me so that my head thudded against the wall.My heart shrieked, and I coughed, unable to answer.“Sir,” Julius intervened, trudging forward. “We did not come to make trouble. Nia and I will go if you could please release her.”“Who are you to talk here? Are you her new lover?” Dalton switched positions. He yanked me in front of him, arresting my upper arms to hold me hostage. “Are you the man who left these disgusting hickeys on her?”“I take
-NIA’S POV-“You dare to assault my Lily Bud!” Lykoan roared, with a heavy and dark aura rolling around the room.Suddenly, Dalton’s fangs were ripped from my neck. They gouged pieces of my flesh, making blood gush out."You fucking bastard!" I yelled as tears escaped my eyes. The moron tried to mark me.My shoulders slumped forward in terror and I slapped a hand over the wounds. A fear of dying twisted in my throat as I panicked at trying to stop the bleeding.My heart was slamming inside my chest with a second fear for Lykoan. Despite his build being bigger than my ex’s, Dalton was a ruling Alpha with power that would outmatch Lykoan’s. I did not want to see Lykoan get the crap beat out of him.It wasn’t supposed to be this way.Forsaking a deceased Jeff, Julius rushed over to help me as I sunk to the floor, losing volumes of blood that escaped through the cracks of my fingers.Julius cursed under his breath after he knelt and removed my hand to examine the gashes. He ripped a porti
-DALTON’S POV-“I've been mind-linking you for the past hour,” Brooke complained with a twisted scowl, meeting me at the front of the tundra-gray, neoclassical three-storey pack-house.In a split second, I shifted from my large black wolf into my naked human form to greet her with an uninterested face. “For what?’It ticked me off that she did not move to get my clothes like Nia would. Instead, she stood on the white steps with her hands folded thinking that she could demand anything from me. I passed her and entered the three-storey foyer.She stalked me. “Alpha Haynes and his daughter arrived for the meeting, and you weren't here to greet them.”My strides were long and hurried. She had to run a bit to keep up. Oh goddess, it was time to put up with her nagging again, I groaned inwardly.“I’m here now, aren't I? Why didn't you entertain him like you do with your other men?” I mumbled condescendingly, using a thumb to swipe sweat beads from my forehead. “That’s what you are good at.”
-DALTON’S POV-Determinedly, I contacted every Alpha just to find which pack Nia was going to. They’ll ensure she suffers so that she would run back to me for protection.As the water from the shower cascaded on my head, I wondered, how long will you make me wait before you come back groveling, Nia?She added insult to the injury of my heart of hearts when she left with them. I cannot accept that.Minutes later as I got dressed in my royal blue jeans and olive green dress shirt, a timid knock came on my room door.“It’s open. Come in.” I yelled while putting on my silver wristwatch.The tracker with a two-toned ginger and white hair entered. Seeing the scowl on my face, he stopped by the door and cast his pearwood color eyes to the ground. “I’m here, Alpha.”“Nia Ravanore,” I spoke, adjusting the watch on my hand. “Do you remember her, Otis?”“Yes, Alpha.”“Why?” I growled, landing on him a cut-throat stare.It pissed me off that he knew her. My wolf bristled as we seethed over the nat
-LYKOAN’S POV-“Are you going to snap at me all day?” I asked her in a soft voice, watching her bite into the corn on the cob while giving me a charring glare. Damn, I could burn in her fiery orange eyes and enjoy it.“I have nothing better to do since you refuse to take me to the bank to open an account.” Nia sassed, licking the baby back ribs sauce from the corner of her mouth.She was in the rottenest of moods. Something in the document bag must have upset her and she was taking it out on me. Today, her searing tongue was as hot as the blazing afternoon sun.Everyone else got her beautiful smile, except me. She thanked Julius for rescuing her, not me. Even Tank and Gawain, she inquired about this morning. I drummed my fingers on the table in agitation. Why were all these men on her mind?Shoving that aside, we were at The Agrarian Grill. It was a rooftop restaurant on the eleventh floor of the hotel and casino building. The bright space was elegantly splattered with multicolored co
-LYKOAN’S POV-Puzzled, Nia stared at me. Her eyes pleaded for an explanation. I gazed into them, knowing very well she was playing dumb.“You know,” I growled. I didn’t want to spell it out for her. I would rather show her.It was just the multiple eyes on us that were saving her. I swear the temperature between us soared. Or did she enjoy watching me try my damndest to exercise control, knowing she had that effect on me?“Don’t try to be slick with me, Lykoan. Do you think you can trick me into your bed?” She gave me a pointed look.The unbridled heat in her red-glowing gaze threatened to burn me on the spot. It was a fire that I craved. A delectable inferno that I wanted in the worst way, even if she was not good for me. Her closeness put a fiery strike on our converging desire. Sure enough, I was in for a hell of a time in the embers, and I was counting on it.Leaning towards her, I took her hand in mine, drawing slow, feathery circles in her palm. My body tingled, and hot energy
-NIA’S POV-Running from the roof, I bolted into the Hesparades Mall, which was exactly opposite from the hotel.“Get it together, Nia. Life’s not over. Get it together.” My wolf chanted in my head as I wiped my eyes dry.Dalton had chosen a Luna. That raggedy asshole.Sobs overtook me, and my body shook with every gasp I breathed. Why was I upsetting myself over this? I hated Dalton, didn’t I?“Nia, it’s time to be strong. If Dalton wanted to move on. To hell with him. We must move on too.” Starr griped.To control my panting, I inhaled sharply and exhaled a few times. Guilt was trying to carve itself into my heart for lashing out at Lykoan, but my anger at Dalton wasn't allowing it to.I raked my hand through my hair as I meandered inside the large building. Having this time to myself was a cathartic release.Did Lykoan shove this horrid news in my face hoping that I’d spite Dalton and choose to be with him?“Does it matter, Nia?” Starr whined, missing her mate.“Of course, it matte
-NIA’S POV-Reporters and media people ran with their cameras and microphones, chanting his name. ‘Lykoan! Lykoan!’My lungs stopped working. My eyes bulged, and my mouth opened wider than a zombie’s in awe.The wild fandom created a big commotion as they excitedly occupied the street side, pavement, and steps of the hotel. Half of them had their phones high in the air. They blocked the road like Lykoan was a godsend that they hadn’t seen in decades.Even from here, I could feel his aura permeating as powerful as a hunter. So deadly and dangerous, piqued with irritation. The power he yielded, that he emanated through simply existing, was breathtaking, alluring, and most terrifying.That did not stop the anxious mob. Perhaps they were used to him by now.The growing clamor of the impenetrable flock seized his attention, hurling it in various directions. Several security guards from the hotel hurried to the scene to do crowd control.Now, my interest level in Lykoan has reached Uranus.
LYKOAN’S POV-“Seriously, Lykoan, get off me.” Nia chuffed out while elbowing me.Although I felt the minor jabs in my ribs, the little movements of her bare ass were stimulating my already rock-hard cock. If I dared to move, it would surely be to hoist up her ass and thrust my dick inside her appealing slick, coated cunt.“Grrr,” I growled in response with Sultan on the surface. I flex my jaws as my fangs elongated. “You're mine.”Every now and then, my bones cracked, beginning the agonizing transformation that I wrestled to intercept and stop to maintain my human form. She didn’t understand that the instant we saw her, Sultan had taken over.Now, as I pinned her soft body with mine on the moist grassy floor of the forest, audible labored breaths escaped me. It was taking everything within me to hold Sultan back.“Argh,” I grunted from my throat, chest heaving. I clamped my teeth together and stiffened my entire being so as not to grind on her.Because she was my mate, her body was r
NIA’S POV-Not this again.Please not this betrayal again.Lykoan spun to face me, wrenching away from the brunette beauty in the process. She nearly stumbled backward as his shoulder nudged her square in the chest.His body simmered with lust and white-hot possessiveness with eyes dilating to blood-red. His roar shook the ground. “Mine!”My heart tightened and I shook my head.It was too late. I'd already seen them together. The damage had been done.Wild desire shone in his eyes, and his mouth gaped open like he was attempting to explain. No sound came out of his treacherous throat. Even if he did, I wasn't sure I'd be able to hear him above the pounding in my ears.Kenzie moved around him to stand facing me with her back to him. “Jacques has been waiting for you.” Smirking evilly, she tucked her hair strands behind her ear. “Go to him so that Lykoan and I can finish up.”Pain, unlike anything I'd ever experienced before, pierced my chest. It tore through me, ripping away skin and c
NIA’S POV-Clutching my forehead, a strained groan left my lips. Heat pulsed through every inch of my body, especially between my thighs. My skin felt inflamed.When my eyes snapped open, I realized that sweat dampened my clothes. The night was incredibly hot and tormenting.I felt a searing pain in my heart and I jolted up in bed. Glancing around the room, I didn't see Lykoan anywhere. The gnawing at my heart intensified when I realized he was gone. A pang of loneliness swirled in my chest. Just when I wanted to turn my brain off and relax with him, yet he was not here.Remembering all that happened prior to falling asleep, including me telling him about what Layton and Chase had done, it dawned on me that he must be furious. He had probably gone to Boulderfist to crush their bones to dust.Oh no.Plus, he has yet to tell me how things unfolded in the Trenchlands. I assumed that they had not found Mom.Ignoring the aches, I launched out of the bed barefooted and ventured into the hal
LYKOAN’S POV-The achromatic streams of the rodisiac moon kept stroking the most erogenous spots on my body, like sapid kisses on my flesh.I rubbed the back of my neck to tamp down my rising anger as Kenzie rode out her orgasm, and Jacques’ mocking gaze locked on me.“Damn it Jacques, does this have to do with the all-points bulletin from Boulderfist?” I growled, grappling to keep my cool.Jacques hummed, pushing Kenzie off of him. She fell into a lump of sensual curves and glowing skin with splayed-out brunette hair, sated on the rug.“I changed my mind.” He tipped his head up, taking in the heavens with hands wide open, and declared, “The night is too ravenous to discuss sour topics.”Waves of pheromones rose.Groups of horny women huddled on our left and right, observing us, stroking and groping one another as they vied to be noticed and chosen as our next fuck buddy.Dragging my hand backwards through my hair, I seethed, “Stick to the matter at hand and refrain from involving me
LYKOAN’S POV-“Tonight's the rodisiac full moon,” Tameka announced, looking up at me as I slowly descended the curved stairs.Kourtney and Lucidora flanked her sides in the living room. All their faces were solemn with concern.I had a plan for retribution on Boulderfist. It was perfect to do it now, but the moon's allure started to wreak havoc on my body and mind, rendering me angry, hot, and dangerously distracted. My blood roared for blood.“Nia is sleeping, and I have two things to deal with,” I said, stopping right in front of them at ground level.Relieved, Kourtney clutched her chest and blew out a long breath. “That's good to hear. She's been locked in that bathroom all day. I'm glad you made her feel better.”“Do you know what else was on that flash drive?” My eyes bounced from one face to the other, analyzing them. “What did her ex do?”Tameka folded her arms. Unwillingness to spill settled in her expression when she replied, “It wasn't pretty, but it's her story to tell.”I
LYKOAN’S POV-“Upstairs.” Tameka pointed to the ceiling, without sparing me her eyes.“She's, um—” Lucidora began, but I was already sprinting up the stairs.Making my way toward the bedroom, I stared at the large, empty, unrumpled queen-sized bed and called for Nia again.“Lily-Bud?” My stomach clenched and roiled in anticipation.Turning the corner to the bathroom, her potent scent hit me. Thank the fuck. My glum heart quickened with anxiety. I inhaled the rich aroma and gently wandered to the locked door."Nia?" I called loudly as my knuckles knocked on the wooden frame."Just a minute." Nia's small voice echoed from inside. Her voice was raspy, and she was sniffling as if she had been crying.After reaching for the door handle, my stomach clenched again when I turned the knob and realized that it was locked from the inside. There was some rustling around, and I heard her light footsteps, but the door remained closed."Open up for me baby," I solicited against the door, feeling the
LYKOAN’S POV-All rifles were poised and aimed at the large bed. Taking calculated steps, I stared down at the hulk of a man lying in the bed, snoring disgustingly loudly. My lips snarled in repulsion as I pressed the barrel of my rifle on Gossart’s forehead.Gossart’s coal-black eyes shot open. He grunted in surprise once he registered the cool metal against his head.“Get up,” I hissed.“Lycan man,” Gossart growled. His eyes fixed on me as he propped up in the bed, sliding out.“Movement coming inside.” Hogan nodded at Ray-hart and Freeman. With their guns raised, they left to sweep the hallway and take out any arising threats.Downstairs the house was previously empty, but loud voices and the sound of loading and cocking of weapons were unmistakable.“Where is the she-elf?” I pushed Gossart to his knees on the floor.The oversized man grunted and looked up at me with no evidence of fear. “Don’t know.”“He doesn’t know.” Tank aped the man’s words with his rifle ready to shoot.“Yes,
NIA’S POV-“That's not what he thinks,” I riposted.“Don’t be fooled by the other Sigmas.” Tameka angled her head to gaze menacingly at me. “We’re letting you hang around until the boss comes to his senses.”I frowned and questioned, “Is it that, Tameka? Or are you afraid that I’ve taken your spot in Lykoan’s world—that you are being cast as a mere shadow in the back?”“What it is—is that you need to learn your goddamn place.” She sneered, eyes cold and full of malice. “You act innocent and naive. So disgusting.”“And what place is that? You know Lykoan and I are mates,” I responded breezily. “That makes me the most important person in his life.”She chuckled bitterly, short and forced. “At least I can afford my own, but what can you afford? Tears? Are they golden like your ears?”I shook my head, gritting down on my back teeth to resist saying something cruel. That one definitely hit me. Her words stung, but I acted unfazed and deterred.“Can we be civilized about this, Tameka? It's n
LYKOAN’S POV-“Hey, hey. Hey, hey,” Gawain chanted, bobbing his head. “Yes mama, shake it for me.”At a brothel in Mojave, Bakka, we booked a room to kill time. Barefooted on the Persian rug, three brunette dancers jutted and jiggled their hips in the middle to ‘Too Sweet’ by Hozier. We sat disguised like regular Trenchland slums on a fuchsia semicircular couch, supposedly charmed.The Sigmas made it look easy pretending to be so giddy over these women. The guys were duly entertained with their wanton eyes glued on the ladies, giving them compliments with laughter. Freeman flicked a coin at the girls whenever they gave him a booty shake.Ray-Hart was downstairs in the over-crowded, orgy lounge at one corner with prostitutes while keeping an eye out on everyone who entered the two-story end of terrace house.Red, orange, some shades of pink, and dark brown wood. The same colors were everywhere. Cigar, liquor, sweat, sex, and the faintest whiff of fried pickles were triggering my gag ref