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Liz POV Tracy is struggling against the bars. The smell of her flesh burning against the silver is filling the air around us. I don’t know where I am finding the strength to hang onto her, but I refuse to let her go. I hear Dainn shuffling around in the cell beside me, but I don’t dare take my eyes off Tracy. If I knew how to kill her right now, I would. She has made my life a living hell, and now it is my turn to return the favor. “You can’t kill her like this,” Dainn’s hoarse voice coaches me. “You are wasting precious energy.” Tracy’s arms fall limp at her side and she stops whimpering. I release her from my grasp, and she crumples to the ground. I look down at her still body. Her face is gruesomely disfigured from touching the silver bars. I doubt she will ever heal from it correctly. Bending down, I reach through the bars and press my fingers to her neck. She still has a faint pulse. “She is still alive,” I say disappointedly. The smell of burning flesh is
Deimos POV I look over my speech one last time. This is the first time I have taken a meeting seriously enough to actually write down my thoughts beforehand. Admittedly, I have not been the best Alpha, and I probably should have worked harder at gaining the trust of the pack rather than bending to my father’s will. If Dainn was here, I am sure he would be disappointed in me. Hell, I am disappointed in myself. A knock on my office door causes me to stuff the speech in the pocket of my jacket. Ace knocks one more time before walking in. He looks around my office with his hands in his pockets, rocking back and forth on his feet. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Ace scratches the back of his neck awkwardly. “I don’t have a choice,” I sigh. “It is my only hope to stop Nico.” I stand up from behind my desk, and Ace looks me up and down. “Is that what you are wearing?” I look down at the three-piece suit I wear whenever I handle pack business. It never occurred to me to
Deimos POV After the town hall meeting, I stayed in my office all night. It felt wrong to return to my bedroom without Elizabeth present. I don’t know where she is, but I pray to the Moon Goddess that she is okay. I know that Nico is behind her disappearance. I just need the proof. Sitting at my desk, I rub my temples sleepily. I am struggling to stay awake. There is no time for sleep. I have to regain the support of my pack and find my missing mate and brother. Ace barges into my office without knocking. The look on his face is solemn. He has been up all night overseeing the transition of pack members who wished to leave with my father. “How bad is it?” I ask as Ace flops down in the seat across from me. Ace pinches the bridge of his nose. “About half the pack.” I look at Ace in disbelief. I knew many of the pack members would follow my father, but I never expected to lose half of the pack in one night. “What about the warriors?” I groan. “How many of them are
Deimos POV I turn down the dirt road that leads to the rogue camp. It has been several years since I have traveled this road. I can only hope that Victor is still in charge. If he isn’t, it could cause major problems. The rogues don’t appreciate anyone coming into their encampment. The last time I was here, it was to break up a fight between my father and Victor. My father had tried to encroach on the rogue territory and take it over for himself. The rogues refused to back down without a fight. My father had Victor by the throat, and he wasn’t planning on letting go. Somehow, I managed to convince my father to let him live. Victor promised me a favor in return for my mercy. Now I am here to collect. The forest canopy blocks out the sun, and it feels like I am moving farther into the darkness. My window is rolled down, and I can hear wolves running through the trees beside me. They have yet to make a move to stop me from coming into their camp. It makes me wonder if t
Deimos POV The leader of the rogues rips off his shirt and tosses it on the ground beside him. He flexes his muscles, trying to intimidate me. Without his shirt on, the rogue looks frail. He is nothing but skin and bones. It is no wonder that he couldn’t take on Victor himself. “Are you sure you want to do this?” I ask him as I take my shirt off. The rogue is clearly delusional. He laughs hysterically in my face. “I am going to kill you,” he threatens me. “Okay,” I say with a shrug of my shoulders. The rogue leader and I stare at one another. Neither one of us wants to make the first move. I didn’t come here to kill anyone, but it doesn’t look like they are giving me a choice. The rogue leader steps toward me, and someone jumps in front of him. I keep my guard up but watch the exchange curiously. A dirty, naked woman has her hands braced on the rogue's shoulders. She is trying to hold him back. “Bandit,” she cries. “Don’t do this. He is offering us a chance at
Deimos POV I stop at the gate of the Dark Moon Pack. There is a caravan of beat-up old cars following me. I roll down the window and gesture to the guard. “Let them through,” I tell him. His mouth is hanging open like a dead fish. “All of them?” “Yes,” I sigh. Reluctantly the guard moves out of the way and lets me pass. I can feel the eyes of the pack members standing alongside the road as I lead the caravan through the pack. Pack members are huddled together in groups whispering loudly. I can feel their distrust following us. I should have known this was going to be a problem. First, I kick my father out of the pack, and then I bring in rogues. This is bound to end badly, but my father left me no choice. Bandit’s mate is sitting in my passenger seat. She hasn’t said a word to me since she acknowledged that I had to kill her mate. I glance at her out of the corner of my eyes. Her fingers are perched on the edge of the window as she lets the breeze blow throug
Deimos POV Bang. Bang. Bang. I am jerked from my sleep. My head is resting on my desk, and there is a puddle of drool on the papers under my head. A piece of paper sticks to the side of my face as I lift my head from the desk. Bang. Bang. Bang. The abrupt knocking echoes through my office again. I rip the paper off my face and wipe the drool from my face. “Come in,” I call out gruffly. My Gamma, Sam, comes bursting through the door. Frankly, I am surprised to see him. “I thought you left with my father,” I tell him. Sam is panting heavily. “Your father is on the move.” “What?” I growl. “I just left his camp,” Sam tells me. “He is planning on striking the Moonstone Pack today.” I narrow my eyes at him. It feels like a trap. “Why are you telling me this?” “I knew I made a mistake as soon as I left the pack,” Sam explains. “Your father is unhinged. He is expecting women and children to fight against the Moonstone Pack.” “You realize that I will kill you
Deimos POV Ace holds up his arm and stops my warriors and rogues from entering the forest after Sam. The forest is eerily quiet. I keep my eyes on the spot where Sam disappeared and wait for him to reemerge with Nico’s army. “What are we waiting for?” Ace whispers. “Don’t you think it is odd that Sam hasn’t come back out of the trees looking for us?” I snap at Ace. As if on cue, Nico strolls out of the forest, dragging Sam along with him. He has his arm wrapped around Sam’s neck and a silver knife held to his throat. A growl leaves Nico’s chest as he rips the knife across Sam’s throat. Sam’s blood sprays from his neck, coating the ground in front of him. His eyes are plastered open wide as Nico lets go of his body. Sam falls to his knees before landing face-first in a puddle of his own blood. “My son has returned,” Nico laughs as roves of warriors come out of the shadows. Nico spreads his arms open wide and walks toward me. “And you have brought me an army.” “Fuck