TYRIONSix hours earlier‘Has anyone spotted Kestrel?’ I kept asking through the mind link and kept receiving the same negative answer.This running around the woods had become ridiculous. My warriors had captured several meaningless fuckers who carried Kestrel's smell and were sent here only to distract us. Felix, Zane, and I were getting back to the borders, expecting the main cunt to appear somewhere near. Judging by the amount of effort he took to create this whole diversion, he was after Aria, and nothing could stop him from getting what he wanted. This thought terrified me. That witch had turned invading our territory into an art, and I would have been an idiot for not assuming that she was going to help Kestrel get through our borders. I only wondered what her motive was for helping that sadist. Was she doing it because Aria was my mate? She had already made it clear that she was planning to kill the one I claimed, but why did she suddenly decide to involve Kestrel?‘Alpha King
TYRION I was sitting in the back seat of a black Bentley, with Aziz next to me and Nova in the front passenger's seat. I kept wondering what the fuck I was doing. The frown painted my face throughout our way to Bright Haven. The overwhelming feeling of uneasiness tied my stomach, but the worst part was that I couldn't even call Aria and tell her how I felt because that would imply that I didn't trust her. Hell, I knew that she was an amazing leader; she might have had better leadership skills than I did, but I couldn't stand the thought that I was literally sending my mate to fight MY battles while I was going to some fucking magical SPA. Of course, Nova and Aziz were quite entertained by my grumpiness. "Don't worry, Alpha Tyrion. You will get back to Aria before you know it," Nova said, hardly stifling a giggle. "You should brighten up, Alpha King. One may say that you've never been to the countryside," Aziz teased. I glared at him. "I don't feel fine leaving, knowing that more ma
ARIAFive days earlierIt was my third day of replacing Tyrion, and I felt completely overwhelmed. I was sitting in his chair, inside his office, signing documents that were meant for him to sign, and I thought that I would never complain about the little paperwork I had as the Alpha of Bright Haven Pack. Felix kept telling me that I was doing fine, and Zane mentioned that he was impressed with my decisions on how to protect our borders better, but nothing changed the fact that I felt lost.Nova called me the night before and told me that the ritual went well. Tyrion was in a coma, and he was going to be in a state of deep sleep for a few days. Harriet assured me that it was completely natural and that she and Nova would watch over him the entire time. I knew that it was supposed to calm me down, but I couldn't help but feel anxious. I missed Tyrion, and I wanted him back already—not to mention that sleeping in a room filled with his scent was making me perpetually horny.I groaned, s
ARIAI could see all the terrified people gazing out from their windows as the bloody fight kept going right outside their homes. I was more than aware of how badly this could all end up. I jumped at one of the trashcans and howled at the woman looking at me from her window on the second floor. She nodded, understanding what I meant, and a moment later, she threw me an oversized T-shirt. I shifted back and put the T-shirt on. Then I used my roaring, commanding voice to get all of the warriors' attention."Listen up! We need to start the evacuation. We are besieged, and we need to lead people out through the tunnels. We need to regroup. Part of the warriors will focus on slowing down the enemy, while others should help evacuate civilians. Zane," I pointed at him, "you will be responsible for appointing your warriors to lead people to the southern and eastern tunnels! Inform Felix to help me with the evacuation of the central district!"They all nodded and started communicating through
TYRION I was close to losing my senses. The anger I felt ignited a hellish fire within me, and I could barely stop myself from tearing my Beta to pieces. He left her there. How the fuck could he have left her there?! My inner, cold rationality told me that it wasn't Felix's fault, that it was her choice, but even aware of that fact, I kept my claws extended, ready to kill. I had to clear my mind before I turned everything around me into a bloody pulp. I turned into my wolf and leaped toward the forest. I kept running until my emotions became less lethal and I could think about our next move. I returned to Harriet's house and called everyone to figure out a plan. The fear for my angel pierced every inch of my insides like thousands of burning needles. What if it was already too late? What if Ragnar burned down the entire town? What if he killed… her? "Aria is still alive," Aziz assured. "Our connection is strong, and I would have felt it if her link snapped." I inwardly sighed in r
ARIAI couldn't remember what sleeping felt like since I had been on constant alert for days. I had been kept in this obnoxious prison called "Ragnar's chamber" for several days. His scent was overwhelming, and I couldn't stand it. There was a huge bed, but the hell would freeze sooner than he would find me sleeping in it. That made me spend every night curled up in the corner of the room. Luckily, from the moment I threatened him, he didn't come here or try to touch me.His warriors placed silver bars in all the windows to prevent me from escaping. They obviously had no idea that silver couldn't kill me, yet breaking those bars could have taken a while. I debated breaking through the door, killing the two guards standing outside, and then running away, but it would only make things worse…When, a few days ago, Ragnar's warriors started killing our people for fun, they awakened all the demons within me. I was ready to slaughter them all, and I would have if I hadn't been restrained by
TYRIONOur preparations were far from perfect. We might have had a lot of ammunition, but not too many snipers able to take down enemies without any collateral damage. Harriet might have prepared nearly four hundred cloaking talismans that were currently hanging around each of my warriors' necks, but they could work for a little less than an hour. The last time Nessa called us, she said that Ragnar had most likely lost the witch's support, and that was the only fortunate news. We could be certain that there wouldn't be any magical surprises on our way… assumingly.The good thing about Harriet's talismans was that we were still able to see each other as slightly translucent shades while staying invisible to everyone else who didn't have her talisman. We passed the main checkpoints of our frontiers and walked alongside the clueless Ragnar's warriors. Then we launched a surprise attack. We went for the kill, believing that those who were already bewitched, couldn't be easily reversed. We
ARIAI had a dream—a real nightmare. I was reaching out my hand to touch Tyrion's, but the second I brushed my fingertips over his skin, he took a few steps back from me. I started running toward him, but he was getting further and further away. I ran faster when suddenly got caught in a spiderweb. The thick threads tightly wrapped around my body, squeezing my insides. I called Tyrion's name, but he dissolved somewhere in the darkness around me. I kept struggling to break free, but the tighter the threads became the more I struggled. Soon after, I couldn't breathe. I was fighting for air with every ounce of strength within me while shedding tears. I was alone. I was trapped. I was dying."Don't cry, angel," a warm voice whispered, and my tears stopped as if he had put a spell on me.Suddenly, the threads around my body began to snap one by one, until I was freed from the web. The darkness started to crack, letting soft streams of light brighten my way out.I opened my eyes and winced