Damien Standing in the Omega living room, I was surrounded by curious gazes. Many of the Omegas stared at me with suspicion, wondering why the Alpha was in their midst. My eyes fell upon Katana, who stood with her mother behind her, looking like a frightened mouse. Seeing her made my anger flare up at the accusation she levied against me, but I swallowed it down. I turned towards Elder Logan, demanding answers about Katana's accusation. "Something's happened, and I need to address it. A certain Zayn accused me of beating him up, and I won't take that lightly. I want this issue to be addressed and I need to get to the bottom of it." Elder Logan's eyes widened in alarm. "What! My, oh my! Please Alpha, forgive us. I'm so sorry. I'll make sure to investigate and get the facts straight." Despite Elder Logan's apology, I remained resolute. "I appreciate your concern and your offer to help, but I need to speak to the boy myself." A middle-aged female whom I guessed was Zayn's mum appe
Damien's POV The very second I set my eyes on my baby, Alexis, I knew she had me wrapped me in her tiny pinky. I was completely smitten by her and couldn't even imagine life without her. She gave my life more meaning and the two weeks of her presence in my life gave me joy. I spent hours with her, marveling at her tiny fingers and toes and her soft, downy hair curled around her delicate face. My bond with my daughter grew stronger and I took great pleasure in cuddling her close, relishing every second with her. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, inheriting Anysia's bright blue eyes velvety skin, and jet-black hair from me. Anysia couldn't take care of the baby alone, so I hired a caregiver, but in my spare time, I watched YouTube videos for tips on how to change a diaper. "Is she asleep?" I whispered to the caregiver, Rosa, a fifty-year-old delta wolf with kind eyes and lots of experience with kids. She nodded, bowing respectfully while I tiptoed into the nurs
Katana's POV Damien's kiss was electrifying, eager, and erratic like the storm. Gosh, the man could kiss! My wolf was dying of pleasure and my body ached for more as he thrust his tongue deep into my mouth. It was a slow dance of passion and I was lost in it, completely enthralled by him. My wolf was purring, her claws itching to break free and tear open. My fingers tangled in his hair as he pushed me back against the wall. He pulled away from me with an exaggerated groan but only enough to lift me and straddle me against him. "You're killing me," he murmured against the damp skin of my throat, kissing down my jawline and neck while my hands roamed over his hair. He let out a low groan and gripped me tighter against him. I clung to him, desperate for more of that delicious heat, and he groaned. His hands were everywhere and when I ground my hips against his, the feel of our skin rubbing together made my wolf whimper in need. He was so hard, so hot, and his smell was divi
Katana's POV I sat huddled on the cold concrete floor and my heart pounded in my chest as the sound of gunfire echoed through the bomb shelter. It felt like an eternity had passed since the explosion sent us running for cover, and now we were trapped in this cramped, dark space, unsure of what was happening beyond the walls of the shelter. I couldn't help but wonder if this was it if this was the end. The fear in the air was almost suffocating. People were visibly shaking, their fists clenched as they fought to maintain control. Some were openly sobbing. As for me, I couldn't shake the worry that was gnawing at my gut. My mum wasn't there. I had no way of knowing if she was okay. The possibility that she might be injured or worse weighed heavily on my mind, and I found myself fighting back tears as I tried to hold it together. Zayn's arm wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me close. His voice was soft and reassuring as he whispered, "It's okay. Your mom might be in another
Katana I woke up the next morning feeling like I'd been hit by a train. A high fever raged within me and I could barely muster the strength to lift my head from the pillow. "Sweetie, you're in heat,” my mum explained softly, her palm placed on my forehead. I was too exhausted to even find the words to respond. She headed to the bathroom and returned with a damp washcloth, fussing like a mother hen and placing the cool washcloth on my forehead. "This is going to be quite difficult for you if you and Damien stay away from each other. It's because of your proximity and he kissed you last night. Your wolf is sick and needs him, " my mum said, dabbing my arms and legs, trying to bring down my body temperature. The coldness of the cloth sent shivers down my spine. "And if he doesn't? What will happen to me?" She shrugged sadly. "Then you'd have to find someone else, this automatically ruins the mating bond. Sadness almost knocked me off the bed. My mum noticed. " You need to eat s
Damien I stepped into the boardroom where Leo was in deep conversation with Sean Thomas, a brilliant bastard who couldn't do without tea and cared nothing for the world beyond money. He was one of the government representatives in charge of real estate on the Northern and Southern coasts and his approval was crucial for me, unfortunately. "Sean, good to see you," my voice rang out, pretending to be pleased. "We appreciate you taking the time out of your busy schedule to meet with us." Sean looked up and gave me a small nod of recognition, sipping on his steaming cup of chamomile tea. "Good to see you too, Alpha Damien," he said in a deep, measured voice. Sitting across from Sean in the airy boardroom, my nerves tensed as Leo launched into a well-rehearsed pitch, talking about the plight of increased accommodation problems and the way immoral entrepreneurs sold leaking roofs and drafting walls. "Everybody deserves a safe and comfortable place to call home," I emphasized, sitting
Katana I ran away from Damien, heading towards the duplex, my heart pounding in my chest with every step I took. It would be stupid to tell him what Anysia and her friend did to me. Wiping the sweat from my brow, I rushed over to a nearby tap and splashed my face with water, the liquid refreshing against my flushed cheeks. As soon as I opened the door, the aroma of freshly baked cake filled my nostrils. I made my way toward the living room, where I heard the sound of kids' laughter and the incessant babble of cartoons emanating from the massive plasma screen. I smiled at the sight of them, their bright eyes glued to the screen as they giggled and laughed uncontrollably. Losing myself in their laughter, I watched them. They looked healthier fed, in contrast to their thin bodies when we lived outside the border. My muscles relaxed and my worries dissipated with each exhale as I sat down on one of the empty sofas, reaching for a bright red pillow on the adjacent seat. Memories o
Katana The episodes were becoming more frequent, and I didn't understand why. My mom said the only solution was to become bold and fearless and confront the ghosts, or else they would keep torturing me. I kept the little encounter with Damien's baby mama to myself. I couldn't tell my mom because she was going to get paranoid, and I couldn't tell Damien because I knew he would become so mad and do irrational stuff. I threw myself into my books, instead of trying to read ahead for the forthcoming exams. Concentrating was tough, especially with everything that was happening to me. I couldn't focus on anything other than the thoughts of Damien. Tired of trying, I slammed my book shut, and my mind wandered to the incident with Anysia. Her cruelty made me sick to my stomach. I needed to avoid her like the plague. I gathered my books and pencils, stuffing them haphazardly into my bag, and headed out for a walk. I passed by several duplexes and headed west toward the vet clinic. I had no
Alexis "Shit. That was close. He rasped out, his eyes glowing like a wildcat's and bulging with fear. "These bastards are mean and are out for us." "What are we going to do?" I said to Craig with my voice trembling. Craig grimaced, glancing outside the window, and swallowed hard, trying desperately to form coherent words. "I have no idea. But we have to stay here for now and run for our lives when this blows over. It's only a matter of time before they find us." "Fuck," Zarek winced while I paced frantically. Zarek broke the silence. "Are these buildings connected? They could destroy innocent lives while searching for us." "We need help," I said with every fiber in my body trembling nonstop. "We cannot do this on our own. They have outnumbered us." Craig turned to face me, his face congested with fear "Alexis, you have to stay here for now. I don't want you to get hurt." "Stay here?" I gasped, my eyes doubling in size. "Are you kidding me? I can't and I won't leave your si
Alexis My heart was racing so fast. I heard Craig and Zarek coming up, and I composed myself, watching them enter the room, laughing. Craig came to my side and knelt in front of me, kissing my stomach, and Zarek looked away. "How do you feel now? Better?" Craig said, concerned. I shook my head in a no, and Craig frowned. "Do you want me to get you something?" I got on my feet. "Craig, I called my dad," I blurted. "He thinks we are not safe, and is on his way to get me." Craig cursed under his breath. "We need to leave," he said firmly. "I don't trust your dad." "Come on, Craig. My dad may be an enemy to you, but he's my father. He's going to help us." Just as I made that statement, we heard a commotion downstairs, as if a riot was taking place. My heart skipped so fast. "Did you hear that?" I whispered to Craig. My breathing became raspy, and my lips trembled with fear. "I think they are here," Craig trembled and grabbed the bag where the staff was. Zarek rushed to the windo
Alexis Dora had warned us to be very careful and lay low because Dimitri had informants everywhere. It was even dangerous for us to call her, as Dimitri could trace the call and hurt her. Craig couldn't sleep and kept thinking the worst. Zarek joined us the next day and my thoughts were filled with self-loathing and the nagging urge to ask for my dad's help tugged in my heartstrings. But it was very unlikely that my dad, a werewolf, would help Craig and the vampire king. The possibility was almost impossible. He was never going to hand that staff to me. I could sense the frustration in Craig's eyes. He was like a locked-up bull, searching for a means of escape. He had stopped smiling, answering questions with minimal responses, and kept sighing constantly. He seemed to prefer talking to Zarek more than me, and that infuriated me because he made me feel like I had betrayed him in some way. And he poured out his frustration when I asked Dora how Oliver was doing. "I've warned
Alexis Craig's lips kissed my throat up before capturing my lips, and our breaths fused into our mouths. I was in divine ecstasy, and my wolf almost threatened to come out of my body. Our kiss was raw, rough, sloppy, and filled with weeks of longing and a mountain of passion. He went hard, soft, then hard again, and I had no desire to back out. Burying my hands into his thick hair, I let him scoop me up, nibbling his lips. Our kisses were messy because of my tears and the world disappeared around me. I pulled away, staring into his eyes with so much love. "I can't believe I'm seeing you. I hope someone doesn't wake me up if this is a dream." "It's me," he said. His voice thickened with emotion. "I'm here in flesh and blood." A comfortable silence settled between us and we exchanged glances, smiling. His gaze was mad with lust and molten desire, and a raging beast of need was in his eyes. "I dreamt of this day for weeks,"he whispered, kissing my neck and making my knees loosen.
Alexis One week later My heart pounded like a frightened bird, racing to escape, as I ran through the night. The darkness was consuming, making the hairs on my nape raise with raw fear, but I moved swiftly along, ignoring my rising panic. Oliver confessed to Dora and agreed to help us. I was heading to a vampire coven, so I couldn't shift into my wolf. Several nasty thoughts kept flying in, causing me to get frightened beyond measure, but I put a fire under my feet, attempting to lighten my mood with the hope of seeing Craig tonight. "I'll see Craig tonight," I chanted like a mantra. I hastened because it was almost midnight. The hotel Oliver recommended didn't seem to be popular. I stopped to take a breath when I began seeing spots in my vision and closed my eyes, taking a deep breath to regain control. A stray cat darted behind me, sending chills down my spine. I sighed in relief when I burst out onto a surprisingly busy street with half-naked girls and men who couldn't walk
Alexis I edged closer to Dora until our eyes met. Dora held her head high and a broad smile graced her lips.My curiosity heightened, wondering what she wanted from me, considering that we had only met once. There was only one way to find out, but something in me suspected Craig sent her, but why would he when we’d gotten back together? "Hi," I formed a cheeky smile, hugging her. "What a surprise to see you here." "Hello, Alexis, right? I can never forget your name, considering how my boy never stops gushing about you," she said and hugged me back. When she pulled away, she stared at me with kind, observant eyes. The clouds darkened and it began to drizzle."You might want to come into the hall," I said to her. We found a secluded corner in the empty hall and sat opposite each other. Silence settled on us like mist, filling the air. I waited for her to speak but she didn't, making me uncomfortable. "Does Craig know you are here?" I managed to say. She let out a soft chuckle
Alexis Confusion was an understatement for how I felt right now. My spirit was in chaos. I couldn't believe that Craig had asked me for my forgiveness and wanted me back, even though I ended up whacking his face, which I had the right to, after all, he'd put me through. Something was off, no doubt. Yet, I couldn't deny that I still loved him. Our brief relationship brought me back to life in ways I'd never imagined. I lay on Tara's bunk, staring off into mid-distance at the star design on her ceiling, lost in thought. I didn't want to be involved in a game of back and forth where I would be easily swayed by Craig's seduction. I wasn't that stupid. Tara didn't see a big deal in Craig wanting to come back to me. "It was bound to happen," she chuckled, scooping the last of her vanilla ice cream."I know you don't see it that way, but I knew his relationship with Beverly was not going to last." "I'm not buying that bullshit," I sighed. "I know something triggered him to ask for my f
Craig Days and nights passed, and I was still trapped in Bloodline Manor like a helpless butterfly, but I had completely healed and grown stronger. My desperation grew by the second. I wondered what was going on in the outside world. Dimitri hadn't come to threaten me in days. For sure, he was surely up to something sinister. My only companion was a damn diary where I scribbled all my plans to escape, waiting for the perfect time to hatch my plan. I was staring at a cow giving birth. The mother lay exhausted on the ground after pushing her calves far enough out. She was too weak to stand and the smell of its dung and blood was strong enough to kill, but the cows were the only distractions I had because I was so close to going insane. I loved video games and being with my phone. Not having that luxury was killing me. My ears perched when someone knocked on my door. "It's open," I said flatly. Anna, who was the only innocent person in this manor because she had no idea I was s
Oliver I winced, rubbing my stinging cheek. The force of Alexis's slap remained. I deserved it for being so stupid to think she'd jump on me like a lovestruck puppy after I asked for her forgiveness or be easily manipulated without questioning me. Rooted on the spot, I watched her walk away, cursing under my breath. The girl was petite but bold and hostile. Thanks to that bastard, Dimitri, I'd received an unwarranted slap. My shoulders sagged like a deflated balloon. Dimitri forced me to gather information from Craig's friends, including his girlfriend, about the staff of authority. I had two days to come up with something, and the consequences of not getting sufficient information would be brutal. But how could I ask them a string of questions without them becoming suspicious? Craig's friends, especially Zarek, were discerning and were beginning to sniff my fakery. It was a miracle that I hadn't gotten caught at this point. "Oliver, you're a man. I didn't raise you a coward!"