Emery’s pov.I’m having a nightmare.The snake in front of me hisses and curls, deadly fangs flashing as it slithers closer. A paralyzing type of fear fills my heart and I remind myself that this is a nightmare, this is just my mind making something up, yet something in that snake’s eyes tells me if it bites me it’ll be as real as it can get.”Run Emery.”My mum always said even for werewolves, it was dangerous to let animals bite you or speak to you in dreams.The snake slithers closer to me and I see it has eyes a molten gold like the sun. Eyes that glimmer wickedly as it hisses at me fiercely again, the voice from before coming along with that deep hiss, “I said RUN!”My body responds with a jerk but it’s too late. The arrow is already coming.I hear it flying fast towards me, closing the distance as an image flashes before my eyes. It’s not just one arrow, it’s a rain of them. A rain of arrows falling from the sky like hail.The snake lunges at the same time the arrow closes in on
The green eyed man stares at me and under his gaze it’s like every bit of defense I have crumbles. It gradually begins to wear off and the more he stares at me, the more some strange sort of pressure begins to mount in my head.I remember the way the sight of him sent a chill down my spine last night. I passed out at his feet after running into the forest.He knows i was about to be killed.He killed the person who was sent to kill me…. but to be honest, the person who’s trying to kill me isn't dead yet. Nadia is still Nikolai’s wife, and i doubt because she failed once she won’t try it again if she has the chance. Me going back gives her that chance so he can never know who i am.”Do I need to ask my question again or should I throw you into the dungeons we have beneath this building?” An edge of impatience enters his voice and a shudder of fear runs through me, but I hold my ground. I swallow through my fear and respond simply, “I’m nobody.”The statement rings true enough in my he
Two weeks later.~The Night pack. Nikolai’s pov.~The sun stretches itself across the sky, moving lazily as rays of heat rain down on the back of my neck.I ignore the heat.I ignore the sight of the maids stopping to bow as I walk by, and the guards stationed at the doors to the packhouse as they stand a little straighter. Everyone knows my temper has been on a short leash these days.No one wants to see what happens if I let go of that leash.”Alpha.”A small squeaky voice, yet old and weathered. I look to the side to see one of the maids trailing me while I make my way in. Her head is continuously bowed even as she speaks, “I don’t mean to take much of your time Alpha, but my name is Margaret. I’m the head maid. Miss Emery and I used to work closely before she left.”I stop dead in my tracks and a nasty growl ripples out of me as my anger flares, “Left?!”The maid trembles as she gets down on her knees and clasps both hands together, “Forgive me, Alpha. The staff was recently ga
My father moves from his seat and slams me against the wall.His hold is comically loose as he stares into my eyes, fury glinting in his. “I’m not going to tolerate the boy I raised speaking to me in such a manner in my own house.”I look down at him, not bothering to keep the gaze of condescension from my eyes or the fact that if he has me pinned to the wall, it’s only because I'm allowing it.In black pants, dark leather shoes, and a plain black button up shirt, he almost looks like the man I knew as my father while I grew up.Alpha Regan Night ruled his pack with an ironically iron fist. Though he’s older now, he still has the same long legs, and mean, broad chest he worked hours to get. My father cared about his physique more than he cared about his family.Like looking good somehow translated into making better decisions. His face still bears some of his former handsomeness, but unlike me, he has dull black eyes. A proper descendant of the Night pack.He growls into the space bet
My father’s eyes are ringed with gold because of the force of his anger. Again, i push down the urge to call him a nasty name because that would show just how angry I am.He roars ”Answer me boy!”His voice carries through the whole room and a snarl slowly starts from his throat, “Do you know how much i had to try to get the Redstone pack to agree to an alliance between our packs!Do you know how much I had to promise them!”I give my father a cold gaze as I respond, “I hope it didn’t involve you selling out your loyalty to your pack and your Alpha in the process.” I turn from him and settle into my seat, “Don’t tell me you came all this way to act as Nadia’s lackey?”My father goes red in the face as he grinds out, “This is STILL my house. I can come and go as I wish.”Silence settles between us, because I stare at him, and I wonder how I coped with and survived this for the past three years.Telling him this house is not his is one of the things my father knows I hate. He’s my dad
I can’t contain my anger as I march down the stairs.Max’s silence as he walks ahead makes me lose more of the hold I barely have on myself so before I wreak havoc on the walls of this hospital I grind out, “You have three minutes, Max.”Max leads me into an office and hands me a file as he says, “Emery was here two weeks ago.”The feeling of anger rushing through me halts and I look at Max. He nods, gesturing to the file he handed me, “You can check in there.She came here the night you went to pick your new Luna from the borders.”I hear some tinge of derision in Max’s tone when he says your new Luna, but I ignore it because the information he’s given me is a bit more precious.She was here the night I went to pick Nadia. The same Night she asked me to let her go.Emery’s exact words flow through my mind as the scene flashes past before me.(Flashback Pg 18)~The room smells like sex and sweat.I thrust into the tight, wet, heat of her, wishing to pound away all my worries, all my
Emery’s pov.A sudden shudder runs down my back.I turn around to see if I'm being watched, but no one is there. That’s strange.The feeling I had just now is one I get when I'm either being watched or my body is sensing some kind of danger I'm not, but there’s nothing. I’m alone in the room.The same room I have stayed in for the past two weeks now.Turning back to the mirror and releasing the short sigh locked up in my chest, I cast away the feeling and focus on what’s ahead instead. Looking at my reflection….. I almost can’t recognize myself anymore.These past two weeks, I've learned several important things. The biggest among them is the name of the pack I'm in, and what kind of pack this is.I was saved by the Raiden Tempest of the Tempest Pack, and their way of life is quite,...My door slams open and I jump at the loud sound. One of the pack guards stands in the doorway, a cross look on his face and a frown etched onto his brow, “You said you would be ready ten minutes ago.”I
”So…. where did you say you were from again?”I grunt as I raise the sickle in my hand and bring it down on the branch.My throat is burning and sweat is running down my neck. Heath is busy talking to Sky, asking where she’s from like they’re not from the same pack. Where else could she be from?”We grew up in the same pack, Heath.”A single word responds leaves the caverns of his mouth, “Oh.”I shake my head, yanking the small sickle out and bracing myself for another attempt at cutting this branch. To be young and in love is such an awkward thing.I was never lovestruck while in my teens.But of course that was thanks to my father’s insistence on keeping me away from boys. I had a very protective dad.The memory of him makes a rush of sadness go through me even as a soft smile spreads on my lips. I’m sad my parents were taken away from me so soon.Me and Raven.Raven used to be their spoiled pet. She was their copy, and mum would go on and on about how they look adorable together in
Raiden’s pov.Mort walks into my office with a gleam in his eyes.He’s happy about something and usually I'd be bothered enough to ask what it is. Mor is rarely unhappy while he is. Usually if she’s unhappy it’s because something has happened between both of them.And he’s usually in no mood to be happy either.But at least one of us is happy. Though I doubt his happiness is going to last long once he learns about what we’re dealing with.”So…. How's the issue with the spy coming along?”Wait….. My formerly placid stare gradually morphs into a scowl that I pin him with, “You knew?”He nods, like I'm surprised this is news.I sink back into my seat and massage my temples, because I shouldn't be surprised. Of course he knew. ”Why did Mor come to you first and why didn’t you come to me right away?”Mort’s voice brims of less happiness as he realizes what he’s unwittingly done and responds, “She came to me with it, hoping we could solve it and save you the stress of having to deal with t
Mort escorts me to the bunker at the back of the Tempest packhouse, and I can see why he was trying to warn me from actually coming in the first place.I thought he simply didn’t want me here, which would have made no sense, but now…..”Yeah, it’s a bit of a mess.”There’s barely any of the light humor he’s known for in his voice. Instead there’s a kind of deep sadness, and it rings the same with me.The people in here are in pain.“It’s alright. It’s alright.You just have to take this last bit of the draught.”The little girl being spoken to is crying, and she’s crying so silently I know she isn’t crying because of whatever is in that bowl. Even if it’s that bitter, it’s not bitter enough to elicit the kind of sorrow behind her eyes.The sound of groaning fills the air, sometimes soft, sometimes loud, all of it echoing some deeper pain.There’s hardly any free surface that doesn’t have a wounded or injured person on it.“What happened to them?”I’m thankful Mort hasn’t left my side
A gathering for Alphas.A gathering where all the Alphas this side of our small world will be gathered, where Nikolai will definitely be at, and where I also now have to be, to prove my loyalty to the Tempest pack.Raiden’s beta Mort will be at the event with him, while I'll be escorted around by Morwenna, the woman who hates my guts and who told Raiden he’d let the alliance fall into the hands of a spy by giving it to me.”Is anything the problem dear?”The doctor has his back to me, scribbling in a note while he asks that question but I can't bring myself to respond with a sigh.I’m worried, and it seems no matter how hard I try, I'm always going to be under the threat of being found out.If no one knows who i am, then everyone is going to try and paint me as who i’m not. I’m going to tell Raiden my identity before the day of the Alpha gathering finally comes, and I'll have to hope he keeps letting me stay in the pack.“I need work.”The words tumble out of my mouth but I know I mad
There’s a stale silence between us and I fold my arms over my chest, refusing to give up or give in to his current attitude.Even now, he’s still not saying what’s wrong, just staring at me like he can’t decide if he wants to choke me or slam me against a wall. I know Raiden wouldn’t do that but I also doubt he likes my words very much.Still, I'm not backing down. Not when something is obviously wrong and he’s erecting a wall to make me the outsider.He wouldn’t have come to me if this didn’t concern me in some way. The least he can do is tell me what’s really going on.“Well?”I know I've pushed a button the moment a cloudy look settles on his face, “Well what?”The beginnings of a nasty temper take form in Raiden’s eyes. My heart slams in my chest but I ignore that fear and carry on, “Well what’s wrong? And don’t say nothing isn’t. I wasn’t born yesterday.”“Why should I tell you what’s wrong? Last time I checked this was my pack. I don’t share things about my pack with just anyone
I get up and walk around the room the doctor is using as his office. What he said just now makes me feel weird. I mumble to myself as I graze the back of my fingers over a figurine sitting on the table, “I’m nothing special.”The way his head whips to me tells me he heard that and for a second, we share a locked gaze, but after that he turns away and focuses back on his work.I came here so I could know what’s happening to my baby and my body. It’s been more than two months. I should be going into my first…. what do they call it?”Here dear.”I turn to the doctor and see him handing me a small book. From the picture on the cover I can tell that it’s a pregnancy booklet. The woman softly cradling her belly has her eyes closed, but my focus really is on the mark someone has drawn over her protruded belly.“What does this mean?”The Tempest Doctor responds without even looking at me, “It’s nothing. Just one of the marks we use in the pack to differentiate the normal pregnancy books fr
“You know what you have to do, right Raiden?”I don’t want to do anything. I know what she’s asking me to do, but I don't want to. Mor’s tone goes stone cold as she accuses, ”It’s your fault this is happening, Raiden. You let the alliance fall into the hands of an outsider and now we’re going to be forced into an alliance that will probably make us slaves.””I know that!”, Mor’s eyes don’t hold any kindness as she gets up, “Then do what needs to be done.”She leaves my office and it feels like a part of my heart has been wrung out. I know what I have to do, but I don't want to.I don’t want to believe Emery is actually a spy for the Redstones.But the video I've just seen makes this something that I can't ignore. It makes this something that is more than just about me and what I feel. The fate of everyone in my pack lies on my shoulders and I can't let anyone endanger us.Each step I take towards her room is like the banging of a gavel on my chest. I have to do what is best for my p
Mor refuses to respond to me or meet my gaze and I can feel anger building up in me, but I know her. I have for the past twenty years. She wouldn't say something like that without cause and she wouldn't say it if she didn't know of something that could make her think so."If you’re wondering why I'm looking away, it’s so you don’t feel too guilty after what I'm about to tell you, Raiden.”Her tone is lightly mocking, and I can't bring myself to smile because I refuse to simply think or believe what she’s saying.A spy in the pack?Who the fuck would want to spy on us? And why would they go through the trouble of making sure I found a woman about to be assassinated on my hunt in the woods just to do so? It doesn’t add up.”She’s not a spy.”“I don’t think you’ll feel that way after hearing what I have to say.”Mor’s eyes catch onto mine and they hold. A muscle tenses in my jaw as she opens her phone and hands it over to me. A simple text message and video are displayed. I read the mess
Mor stares at me and I don't want to give her the satisfaction of rising to whatever she’s looking for right now.Mor and Mort grew up alongside me, both of them siblings I didn't have, but which I needed especially after the death of my parents.Mor should be my Beta. She’s the only child of her parents, my father’s Beta and his mate, but she refused. She insisted she had a brother who could do the job two times better.Still, sometimes she comes in like this, to interfere in my life and the pack. That’s why we all love her. “Tell me what exactly is happening between you and this stranger.”Her tone is cold and she says the last word with a note of disgust. I respond before I can stop myself, “She’s not a stranger.”Mor chuckles and it’s without mirth. There’s not a tone of warmth in the sound she makes, instead her tone dips even lower and colder as she goes on, “Isn’t she?What do we know about her, Raiden?””She’s not dangerous.”, Mor scoffs at my response and settles into the se
I don’t think I've ever done this.I don’t think I even saw where my parents were buried. Looking at the headstones of Raiden’s parents makes me wonder what happened to mine. Were their bodies taken by their killers?Were they thrown into a ditch, or left to rot where they had died?Raiden is silent and the sunlight shining down on us makes warmth roll in through the air, but the heat isn’t sweltering, and even if it is, I don't mind. I think back on the memories of my parents and for the first time, I tell them how much I loved them.I tell them how much I still love them. I tell them that they were the biggest influences in my life and that the influence they had, it won’t be something I take for granted.I tell them that I'll take care of Raven, and that I'll love the child in my womb. I’ll love this child regardless of who his father is.I’ll love this child because the child is mine. This baby is ours, and the love they poured into me is the same love I will pour into my child.