Graeme’s POV“Alpha, are you sure this is a good idea? I still have my guys trying to get us some information on the Vampire boy. We don’t need to see her.” Duke said with a worried glance over at me. We were in the back seat of my lexus, heading steadily to the cottage at the outskirts of my territory. Witches were a solitary lot, with each one fiercely protecting their territory. Ramona was the only with for miles around and it was she my wolves went to with problems that couldn’t be solved by physical means. I shook my head at Duke, a bit touched at his concern. I knew why he was worried, Ramona and I had a rather unpleasant history, but it was nothing I couldn’t ignore for the good of my pack. “Yes, I’m sure. We can’t wait until your spies bring word from the Vampire court. And… we have no other choice.” The option of talking to Delia about Zachary hung in the air, but it wasn’t one I cared to visit. Thinking about them together already made my blood boil. I didn’t need to hear
Delia’s POVLife is fraught with possibilities. One day you’re high up there, living the perfect dream even though something tells you that everything isn’t quite right. The next you’re drowning, your dream turned to a nightmare as reality rips the ground from underneath you. I was a happy girl leading the perfect life with parents who doted on me, a boyfriend who loved me, loyal friends, a bright future. Until it all went away in just one night. ~~~~~~~~~The first strange occurrence of the day that changed my life, happened in the morning. I kissed my parents goodbye before heading out the door, hurrying to meet up with my boyfriend Zack. He was leaving today, and I wanted to spend some time with him beforehand. Purse in hand, I hurried down the steps and started walking towards the intersection where he would pick me up when the sensation of being watched crept upon me. I turned around and met an empty street and continued my walk, my unease rising steadily. The hairs at the bac
Delia’s POVThe first thing I saw when my eyes opened was my mom’s worried face. I recalled what had happened immediately, fear catching at my throat until I realized I was no longer in the woods; I was back at home, tucked safely into my bedroom. I didn’t understand how I had survived that, but I was grateful. Surprisingly, it didn’t at all hurt when I tried to sit up. I felt good as new, as if I had just woken up from a power nap and I smiled at my mother in relief to show her she didn’t need to worry anymore. She didn’t smile back. “Mom? It’s okay. I’m fine.” I said, looking over my unbroken skin and intact limbs in shock. Maybe it had been a bad dream? Because I remember a large wolf sinking its teeth into me, but here I was, arm as good as new. My mother sighed, her soft brown eyes filling with sadness “No it’s not Delia. I’m so sorry. I did everything I could to keep you with us. Remember that okay?”She said tearfully and I got a little confused. “What? I don’t understand.”
Delia's POVI gaped at Graeme, shocked at his revelation. My boyfriend? A Vampire? Come on. That was impossible.“No… you're mistaken, he can't be.” I argued but even then as I took in Zack’s beautiful face twisted with an unholy rage and the red ring around his light blue eyes, and I wasn’t so sure. A moment ago, I didn’t even know werewolves existed and now I was being told my boyfriend of the past year is a freaking vampire. I needed to catch a freaking break. “Come Delia.” Zack ordered and my body seized once more, my desperation to get to him keeping me in frenzy. “Get her away from him. He’s got her under a thrall. Head to the pack. I’ll finish him off and follow behind.” He said self-assuredly and a bone-chilling laugh fell out of Zack’s mouth. “Oh, I'd like to see you try Wolf Boy.” Zack hissed and then they flew into action. One moment they were eyeing each other, several feet apart. The next Zack moved with lightening speed I’d never known he was capable of, swiping at Gr
Graeme’s POVThe cool night air whipped past me as I sprinted deep into the forest, the sound of the world fading behind me. My paws pounded against the earth in a steady rhythm, adrenaline surging through my veins, pushing me to run faster. I needed to run. Needed to escape before I found myself doing something I couldn’t afford to do. I left my men—and her—far behind. Despite how badly I wanted to turn back, I didn’t. Panic clawed at my insides, but I forced it down, focusing instead on the forest that enveloped me. The trees blurred by in a rush of shadows and moonlight, but the image of Delia's face wouldn’t leave my mind.She had looked so fragile and bewildered, standing between there staring at me with wide, desire filled eyes. There had been something about her when I met her, something that drew me to her, but never in my wildest dreams had I imagined it could be this. Never had I thought that it was a mate bond that called to me. There was no way that girl could be my mate
Chapter 5Delia’s POVI sat quietly in the back seat of the car, numb with shock of the day’s event. My hands were folded tightly in my lap, my nails pressing crescents into my palms. I stared out the window, watching the dark forest blur past, the trees casting long shadows under the pale moonlight. My mind however, was trapped somewhere else—caught in the memory of the happenings around me. I still couldn’t believe it all. My world had been rocked in a matter of minutes at it was all because of him. Graeme.His name shot through me like a lightning bolt, sending shockwaves through me everytime it surfaced in my mind. And I couldn’t help but think about it, no matter how I tried. I could still feel the phantom touch of his lips against mine, a sensation so vivid it made my breath hitch. It had been more than a kiss; it had been an overwhelming flood of emotions, raw and all-consuming. For a moment, it had felt like the world had stopped, like there was nothing but the two of us. I w
Delia’s POV “Sit.” Alpha Oswald gruffed gesturing to one of the visitor's chairs opposite his desk. After only a brief hesitation, I stepped forward and slid myself into the seat. He said nothing for a moment, eyeing me steadily. I was uncomfortable for a moment, and tried to avoid his gaze. When he didn’t let up his silent staring, a small wave of anger started to build up inside me and I found myself glaring back into his eyes. A small sound that suspiciously resembled a growl suddenly arose and until his eyes widened slightly, I didn't know it was from me. “Hm. Your wolf’s got a lot of bite for a mutt.” He said sounding slightly impressed. I didn't really understand what he was talking about, but it sounded like a compliment so I mumbled a thanks even though it came out a bit more hostile than I intended. Eyes trained on me, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pouch, drawing a cigar out and placing it between his lips. “I don’t suppose you care for some?” He offered a
Graeme’s POVThe steady ticking of the clock grated on my nerves. It was the only sound in my office, save for the occasional rustle of paper when I pretended to read the reports in front of me. My focus was shot, my thoughts dominated by Delia. The image of her standing in front of me—hurt, confused, and yet impossibly fierce—refused to leave my mind. Rejecting her had felt like driving a blade into my own chest, and every passing second since had twisted it deeper. A sharp knock on the door pulled me from my spiraling thoughts.“Come in,” I called, clearing my throat and straightening in my chair. Duke stepped inside, his massive frame filling the doorway. He looked grim, his expression tighter than usual, and I knew whatever he had to say wasn’t good.“Alpha,” he said, shutting the door behind him. He held a folder in his hands, which he placed carefully on my desk before taking a seat across from me.“Any luck with the scouting?” I asked, my voice low.He nodded. “We met with the
Graeme’s POV“Alpha, are you sure this is a good idea? I still have my guys trying to get us some information on the Vampire boy. We don’t need to see her.” Duke said with a worried glance over at me. We were in the back seat of my lexus, heading steadily to the cottage at the outskirts of my territory. Witches were a solitary lot, with each one fiercely protecting their territory. Ramona was the only with for miles around and it was she my wolves went to with problems that couldn’t be solved by physical means. I shook my head at Duke, a bit touched at his concern. I knew why he was worried, Ramona and I had a rather unpleasant history, but it was nothing I couldn’t ignore for the good of my pack. “Yes, I’m sure. We can’t wait until your spies bring word from the Vampire court. And… we have no other choice.” The option of talking to Delia about Zachary hung in the air, but it wasn’t one I cared to visit. Thinking about them together already made my blood boil. I didn’t need to hear
Delia’s POVI panted heavily, my eyes on the strawman before me. My fists were held up against the sides of my face, my arms aching from countless jabs thrown. I had been doing this for hours now, trying to increase my overall strength and stamina. It was hard gruelling work, but it kept my mind occupied and strengthened my body so I embraced it with all eagerness. Marcus trained beside me with another strawman he’d built to replace the one he’d given up. We worked quietly for hours, my rudimentary form laughable beside the complex, awe-inspiring combos he executed right next to me. He kept saying how eager he was to finally spar fully with me, but with the level he was at, it would take me years to even stand such intensity so I wasn’t as expectant. I just did whatever he told me and tried not to complain. I was here for several hours a day. He would have me run a few laps and then I would face off with my strawman, trying to increase the strength of my blows. “It’s not so much ab
Graeme’s POVI ducked to avoid the incoming blow from my opponent, grabbing his extended arm with one hand and jamming my elbow straight into his solar plexus. I didn’t have time to gloat over him crumbling to the ground. Another one was already swinging behind me and I dodged quickly before using his momentum to throw him overhead. On and on the assault came. I blocked, punched, flung, dodged and maneuvered until all five of my attackers were incapacitated on the floor, panting and groaning as if I’d eviscerated them as opposed to just throwing a few hits. “Is that really all you got guys?” I asked my Squad team A; a group of highly trained Gammas who made up my personal detail. We were having one of our training sessions and usually I was satisfied with their performance and our workout. After my humiliating fight with Zachary Ammon however, I could no longer be pleased or patient with their efforts. They were too slow. Too clunky. Too predictable. Just like I had been while faci
Delia’s POVThe days passed a little more differently than I was used to. Wilburn Pack was nothing like the hostile, resentfully tolerant place I’d found myself in before. All of a sudden, wolves smiled at me when I passed and said hello, their former suspicion replaced with warmth and welcome. It was so very odd and I didn’t know what to do with it. Annalise meanwhile, was ecstatic about the knew development. “I knew you could do it. Once they got to know the real you, they had no choice but to love you like I do.” She’d said excitedly, and while I couldn’t exactly share her excitement, I was grateful for the reprieve their new attitudes towards me brought. Oh, I wouldn’t say I felt at home yet, but they sure as hell tried to make sure I did. People greeted me the moment I walked out the doors of my room. Children ran to hug me whenever they passed by with their parents. Several girls hung around Annalise and I, sharing random pack gossip and including me in all the gisting like
Graeme’s POVThe office was quiet, save for the steady ticking of the clock on the wall, a stark contrast to my turbulent mind. My desk was buried under a sea of papers, reports, and half-finished correspondence—proof of my avoidance rather than productivity. I leaned back in my chair, staring at the ceiling while my thoughts spiraled as they often did these days. Several days had passed since my encounter with that bloody Vampire. Zachary fucking Ammon. While we'd been evenly matched on our first encounter, he'd wiped the floor with me the second time around and I was ashamed to admit that it terrified me. He must have gotten some sort of power boost this time. One I couldn’t quite name but could testify to its effects. That was very worrisome. I needed to formulate a plan to handle him once and for all, but I couldn’t do that without more information. The logical part of me had considered going to the Vampire Queen herself to demand answers but I was weary. I’d barely been able to
Delia’s POVIt was peaceful in the darkness. So much so that I really didn’t want to leave. I floated for a while, adrift in nothingness as moments passed without sensation or emotion. For the first time in weeks, I felt like I truly had rest. The rest that eluded me in wakefulness and sleep. I had an abundance of it in unconsciousness that I didn’t want to give up. And I held onto it for as long as I could until the light at the end of the tunnel became too hard to ignore. I came to awareness all of a sudden but didn’t move. I didn’t know where I was, but I was hoping if I kept my eyes closed and remained still, I could slip back into nothingness and finally find the type of rest that was permanent. Unfortunately for me, I had no such luck. “Delia?” A familiar feminine voice called out to me. I didn’t answer, still hoping I could go back to wherever I had just been. “I can hear the change in your breathing you know. I know you’re awake.” There was a smile in Annalise’s voice as sh
Delia’s POVThe revelation that Graeme was my mate brought me an odd kind of peace. Eight days later, I still couldn’t explain exactly why I was calmer, but I was. The strings of need that tugged at my soul now had a name; a reason, an explanation. I wasn’t crazy for the feelings that had consumed me since the moment I’d met him. There was a logic behind it that had nothing to do with me. That, more than anything else, ushered a calm acceptance within me and not just of my feelings for him, but also for my general predicament of being a wolf. Now that I knew that he hadn’t just rejected me, but rejected a bond he undeniably felt, I found it easier to accept. If the Alpha King could turn away from something as primal and sacred as our connection, then there was nothing more I could do. I accepted it. Or, at least, I was trying to.Annalise didn’t seem convinced. She hovered like a mother wolf over a pup she feared might stray too far from the den. Her eyes lingered on me with a mix of
Graeme’s POVCaesar had Duke and I taken to a smaller room for more privacy. Duke was asked to take off his shirt and sit on a sofa then Caesar playfully straddled his lap. My beta glared at him, but settled reluctantly, allowing the Vampire tilt his neck and plant his lips at the base of it. He looked sorely uncomfortable and I nearly stopped the entire thing but Duke’s eyes held mine and he shook his head subtly as if telling me to stop. So despite both our discomfort with the situation, Caesar sunk his fangs into my beta’s neck and drank from him. I hated the moan of pleasure that came out the vampire’s throat. I hated the way Duke’s body stiffened and then went limp as the blood seeped out his body. “That’s enough.” I barked after barely a minute. When Caesar didn’t let up, I stormed up to them and grabbed his shoulder, clamping my hand around the bone. He winced and let go of Duke immediately. “That hurtsss.” He hissed, his bloody fangs protruding from his lips. “That’s enoug
Graeme’s POVI found Duke waiting right outside the boardroom. From his grimace, I could tell my already bad day was about to take a turn for the worst. “What is it?” I asked curtly “The Vampire Lord refused to see anyone but you.” He said and I let out a deep sigh. “Then tell him to come see me.” I snapped and kept moving forward. Duke fell into step beside me “I did. He refused. He said you’re the one who wants his aid so you must cross the bridge yourself.” I paused in my steps and sent him a look and Duke shrugged “That was the message that was brought down to me. They didn’t even let us through the doors.” I rubbed my hand over my forehead where a rapidly building heache was bubbling. I’d wanted to touch base with Oswald and have him put some feelers into the sentiments brewing in the other packs. All talks of war needed to be tightly nipped in the bud and any stubborn rebels promptly made examples of. It appeared that my righteous crusade would have to wait. “Fine. Let’s get t