America Davies had always been haunted by nightmares after watching her parents get killed. Luckily for her, she had her mate, Travis Sky by her side who helped her through her hard times. Her world came crumbling down after she was rejected by him and so she absconded from New Orleans to New York, trying to escape the harsh reality. Months later, she delivered triplets. Now she lived her life with her kids as far away from Travis as possible. She was on the run from her past and anything that reminded her of her mate who rejected her but circumstances forced her to return to him after her pups are kidnapped.
Lihat lebih banyakAMERICA' POV With a shuddered breath, my hand dropped to my side, the dagger in my hand no longer being a threat to the cunning wolf that was standing in front of me.Just in case he tried to be funny, I kept the dagger unsheathed and tightened my grip around the hilt. He let out a sigh that transformed into a smile. "Not many would have done what you just did." "You promised not to hurt me and I belie-- well I want to believe you. Plus, I want answers and you are my only chance at getting them." I tried to keep my voice confident, not wanting him to know that even with such a powerful dagger in my hand, I was feeling threatened by his presence. Though I kept my back straight and chin up, it was obvious that he could sense the fear in me thanks to his taunting smirk. I never for once paid attention to Kurt in my entire life. Never did I stop to stare twice at him enough to actually engrave his looks in my head like I did with Travis but standing in front of him... I realized he w
TRAVIS’ POVThe black sack was pulled away from my head and I was finally home. I limped towards my porch and sat there for a minute, trying to catch my breath. The wound kept bleeding like it would be the end of me. Such a close shot could have actually ended me or put me in a worse situation than I currently was. "We did it," I breathed heavily, pressing my hand against my wound. "We made it back home. Now to find help that--" The door to my apartment pushed open and Darla came hurrying towards me. "Travis!" She yelled out, pretending to be worried. "Oh my goodness! You need help!" She crouched down beside me. "I know what to do, I'll--""Stop." I muttered, cutting her off. "Go away from me." "What?" She squinted at me. "I said go away from me!" I growled as I shoved her to the ground with my remaining strength. "Is this fun to you? Huh? Tell me! You sick psycho!" My eyes grew wider every time I yelled. She landed on the floor with a thud. Her eyes widened as she stared surpri
AMERICA'S POVMin glared at me for more than a second. Her hands remained pressed to her hips and her eyes gave a disapproving glare. I sighed. "Listen, I don't mean to hurt you more than you are already hurting but you only lost one child to the dark side and look how sad you are! I cannot lose all three of my children!" "I am not asking you to leave them like you don't care. I just want you to think carefully before every single one of your actions!" "Well there's no time!" I exclaimed, my voice louder than I had intended. I advanced towards her and took her hands in mine. "Min there is no time to think twice about an action before doing it! "I have to hear what Kurt has to say and then ask him my own questions! You know, so far he has been of good help to me... Well sometimes... Like he gave me this dagger!" I took out the dagger from my pocket and showed it to her. Her eyes widened. "That dagger is dangerous! It can kill a wolf without you even striking hard. How did he..." S
TRAVIS' POV My eyes fell close as tears trailed down my face. I tried to bury out the cries of my own children as they were being dragged out of the room. The sound of the aluminum door slammed shut loudly, silence following after and I rose to my feet. "Why do you have to be so heartless? Huh? They are children!" The anger I felt course through my veins was stronger than ever. "If you do not learn to keep a lid on that temper of yours then those children will cease to exist! You hear me!" She yelled out. "Why do you have to go so far, Natasha? Don't you want America out? She'll leave this place and never return the moment you let her children go! Are you so blind not to see that? Besides, I got the stuffed wolves! Why won't you let them go?!" She broke out in a sinister laugh. "Oh unfortunately my dear, those stuffed wolves didn't signify anything, my daughter and I were just toying with you." "What?" I squinted. "Yes my dear, sadly, it isn't as easy as you think.
AMERICA'S POVMin looked so hesitant to speak, like the former words had left her mouth by accident. But the sooner she realized it was already done, the better. She let out a sigh. "Your mother... She already loved your father before since they were kids. And kids make mistakes. At fourteen, she had gotten pregnant for him and though they were young, they insisted on keeping the baby. "It would be wrong for me to call it a mistake but that it was. She refused help from all of us, even her parents, who are your grandparents. Your father supported her blindly. So it became that a child raised a child. "She gave him everything, too much of everything. He grew up to be a good kid surprisingly but when he became a teenager, he wanted to do things his own way." She paused thoughtfully and sighed. "What happened to him?" I questioned her, trying to make my tone firm and commanding. But how could I dare to command an alpha female? Yet she succumbed to my wishes and went on. "When he was
TRAVIS’ POVTears welled up in my eyes as I stared at them, the three beautiful flowers right in front of me. I had never seen anything so beautiful and charming. Cara's smile alone shattered my heart, not to mention all three of them together. I blinked back my tears, not wanting to cry in front of them. "You..." My voice croaked and I coughed to clear my throat. I sniffed. "You love me?" They all nodded their heads. Dara moved forward towards me. "Mommy always told us how much she loves you and that we should love you too." His lips turned downward. "Sometimes... I get jealous because she is always looking at your picture and thinking of you." Lara touched my knee and smiled. "It almost feels like we grew up with you. We celebrated your birthday too! We are always so excited because on that day, mom always buys the biggest cake and she allows us to finish everything! She always eats so much cake that her eyes begin to sweat.""Sweat...?" It took a second before I understood. "Oh.
AMERICA DAVIESI couldn't imagine what I was seeing at the moment. From what I had heard, that Ishmael of a person was the bad guy in the story and his boys were rogues that also wanted me dead. I knew that everyone had warned me about Kurt but I never expected him to be part of the people trying to kill me. Why would he give me his very own occultist dagger? It didn't just make any sense, not even the slightest bit. I took another peak through the hole just to make sure I was seeing the right thing and it wasn't just my mind playing tricks on me."So the gem is no longer on the stone, that only means one thing, she somehow managed to find you freaks and the stone called her, blah blah blah. I really don't have the time to keep coming here over and over and over again, we have no cause to even keep meeting like this, you already banished me from your pack mom so I don't see why we should still be seeing each other on a daily basis." Kurt made eye contact with Min for a second, his
TRAVIS SKYThere wasn't a single word to express the way I felt at that particular moment. But one thing was for sure, I felt like a failure. I had failed to be the perfect alpha, the perfect partner, the perfect son, and the perfect dad. In chains, the triplets were dragged in by the ruthless man that kept yelling at them. The three of them looked pale, weak and scared. They had been in the clenches of whoever the kidnapper might be for a year while I did nothing but fight with their mother and cum in the mouth of another woman. I was engulfed with shame as I saw them walk in. For a moment, I felt relieved that they hadn't known me as their father. A failure like me that couldn't even lead his own pack. But regardless of that, they would still be in so much fear and would think of me as one of the bad guys. "Well Travis, you have done so well in torturing that wretched no good, low life girl that I felt so proud of you! I wanted to reward you with something so great, something th
AMERICA DAVIES"I think I am not mistaken when I say that you have got the wrong woman." I nervously said as I watched them kneel in front of me. "You are perhaps a descendant of Damodred, am I right?" The woman that was pointing a gun at me earlier said as she rose to her feet. "Damo what now? My name is America Davies." "America! I remember!" "What do you remember?" "I was there when your mother gave you that name." She said with a warm smile on her face. "Wait, what are you saying? Do you know my mom?" "America, come with me. There is so much that you don't know and you need to know them." "No wait, I don't understand what is going on here, you were talking about my mother just now, who is she to you? How do you know her?" "America… I understand that you are feeling perplexed right now, who wouldn't?" She said as she slowly started towards me. "But I can tell you so much more than you think. There are things that I will tell you that will change your life forever and your
AMERICA DAVIES A petrified gasp escaped my mouth as I jolted awake in the middle of the night, I looked into my mirror that stared back at me and noticed the crystal beads of sweat that glistened on my forehead.I heard loud thuds of the rain against my roof, a lightning as bright as daylight struck and I felt my heart stop beating for a moment. I could hear the cackling of unknown birds even through the loud noises of the rain, I tried to breathe but I could only exhale. Suddenly, I heard a very loud thud at the front door and I screamed. I got off my bed and went to the kitchen to get myself a weapon for protection, "okay, this should protect me from… whatever it is." I told myself as I picked up a big knife. The noises became clearer, someone was trying to open my door and I couldn't help but to wonder, who could it be? I felt my legs tremble as I approached my door, my heart began pounding. I placed my hand on the knob and pulled it, without hesitation, I charged at the be...
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