Leandros’s POV “Oh, and my uncle Felixe?” she gasped with horror as we hurried to the helipad to board the copter and return to Wrigley.“I’m sure he’s busy looking for Derrick. No wonder he hasn’t arrived here to separate us.” I could understand now how much Lyra’s life was in danger. We couldn’t afford to roam around anymore. This was a temporary relief since the roads were still blocked. Soon, the stalkers would be back. “Now, what will we do, Leandros?” I hated the scared look on her face. I wished I could rescue her forever. “We’ll wait for the roads to clear up and go to Lucania if Zephyrus allows us.” It was the only option we had to survive. Lucania was the safest place since the security was too tight and everyone feared Zephyrus, even Alpha Ambrose.“What if he doesn’t? What if he punishes you?” I shrugged since I hadn’t thought that far. I couldn’t think of a life without Zephyrus, Alexandrios, and Stavros since I grew up with them. They were my family for the last twenty
Leandros’s POV With Lyra safely locked in the trailer, I shifted and let Leo take over. We ran across the snowy terrain, all around the trailer, increasing the radius every time. Nor for once did I let the trailer out of sight. My precious mate was there and I could do anything to protect her. I could clearly get the scent of strange wolves in the area. They were hiding, camouflaged behind the craggy rocks of the Franklin Mountains, but they were there. I snarled as I marked the territory around the trailer, ready to rip apart whoever it was. No one came forward to confront me. I saw a shadowy creature dash higher up the mountains, but I couldn’t follow it, leaving my mate behind. Not even the green-eyed stalker emerged from his hiding place to face me. It was difficult to know if he was a separate entity or with the Flame Hounds. What did they need from us? I knew I was wasting my time. They wouldn’t face me and even if they did, I wasn’t equipped to defeat the fire-snapping Fl
Lyra’s POV I watched Leandros disappear behind a trailer. With so much to pack up, there wasn’t a minute to spare. I walked away from the window and concentrated on the task at hand. How would we take back so many food supplies with us? I was at my wit’s end now. With only a rucksack and a few carry bags, I had nothing with me. I was so engrossed in packing that I completely forgot to lock the door after Leandros left. The door opened, and I smiled, knowing he was back to help me. It was now a matter of a few minutes before we left this place and started afresh in his village, Lucania. I felt excited at the prospect of going home. “You’re back already? Now help me pack, Leandros,” I ordered him without turning to check. A strange scratching noise behind me alerted me instead. Wasn’t it the same sound I heard outside our trailer last night? Panic settled in my heart, and I knew who was behind me. My worst fears had come true all because of my foolishness. Why didn’t I lock the doo
Leandros’s POV I felt empty, and devastated. I tried Lyra’s phone innumerable times, but she didn’t take my call. For the past three weeks, I had protected her with everything I had. Now, a momentary distraction had cost me my mate! What would I do? Where would I look for her?I followed her footprints when I heard Stavros calling me from his car. I paid no heed to him. It was because of his arrival here that I was distracted. Now the Flame Hounds have snatched my mate away from me. I had no time to listen to their lectures. The footprints faded on the road and I could see the fresh tyre marks of a car, which may have just pulled away. “Are you looking for someone?” I whirled around to find a cleaner of the site standing behind me. “Yes, the girl who was with me. Now she has disappeared. Have you seen her?” He shook his head, crushing my hopes totally. “No, but a car was here since morning and three men were keeping a watch on you. I overheard a green-eyed guy mention a place c
Leandros’s POV The sniper team gave me the exact location before leaving for the Tower Lakes region. I bought enough weapons and ammunition to survive the ordeal. I had to be ready for war.It was late afternoon when I reached the Echo Bay area. The sun was about to set when I landed at Sault Ste. Marie's heliport and took a cab towards my destination.The cab driver drove along Highway 638 until we came to Sylvan Valley. Beyond it was a secluded forested area we would have to cross to reach the Tower Lakes. At the north end of the lake was a trail that climbed up deep into the forested area, leading to their hideout, in an underground cave on a ridge covered with vegetation. That was the last update I received from the head of the sniper team, Greg Williams.“I’m sorry I can’t go further, sir. You need to travel the rest of the distance by foot.” I gaped at the cab driver, offering him more money, but he was adamant. There was no other option than to pay him and get out of the cab.
Leandros’s POV I followed Felixe as he opened the trap door and eased himself slowly down the flight of stairs that stretched inside. The steps were slippery and filled with slush, and rotting foliage, and one false step would have us hurtling down to the cave floor. The cave was deep, formed of layers of sedimentary and volcanic rocks. We followed the steps to the eroded floor of the cave, yet there were no signs of habitation. We detected no movement from within. Were we in the right place? We couldn’t communicate except through the mind link. ‘Are we at the right cave?’ Felixe asked through the mind link. ‘I’m seriously having doubts now.’ We stealthily moved ahead, keeping an eye all around us. We didn’t locate any surveillance cameras along the way. So was the enemy watching us approach them? It was difficult to ascertain what was going on. The tunnel opened up to a junction and branched out into three tunnels. We were in a dilemma, not knowing which route to follow. Carl
Leandros’s POV Carl involved more members of his team, and we trudged towards the site. On reaching there, I frantically looked for my mate. Finally, I detected her scent and rushed into the cave to see her crouched on the floor with an older female. The moment she saw me, she rose and ran towards me. “Leandros, I thought they would kill us. Please save uncle Felixe and uncle Derrick. They’re still trapped inside!” Tears streamed down her face and she looked too traumatized to speak. “We’ll check up on them, Lyra. You’re injured!” Her grandmother came forward, and I gasped at the sight of her wounds. They were more severe. These two needed immediate first aid! “I’m fine, Leandros. You don’t understand the situation. My uncles have only two hours to live. Alpha Athos has given him the ultimatum until sunrise. If he doesn’t join them and sign off all his wealth and business to them, they will kill him.” “Lead the way to your escape route,” said Zephyrus, drawing Lyra’s attention t
Leandros’s POV We reached the nearest hamlet in the Sylvan Valley and spoke to their alpha. It was a small cluster of shifters who owned some farmlands around and lived a peaceful life. It was they who had provided the Flame Hounds with their necessities during their stay in the forests beyond. Their Alpha, Dylan Stewart, opened a sprawling farmhouse for our stay. It was rustic but comfortable enough, with plenty of rooms to accommodate us. We thanked him and paid for his hospitality. He summoned his pack doctor to tend to Felixe, Derrick, Lyra, and Ebony. While Lyra and Ebony’s wounds were just superficial scrapes and cuts, Felixe and Derrick sustained deep gashes that needed dressing. Derrick needed stitching and had to be taken to the nearest hospital. He was dehydrated too and hadn’t gained consciousness yet. Felixe gained consciousness now and then, and Ebony looked after him.I gazed at my sweet little innocent mate, dying to talk to her. Ever since she arrived here, she ha