I didn't want to spent to long on Zev, so i split the chapter between both of them. as you might know, chapters cost 34 coins whether they're 1000 or 2000 words.So I try to stay near the 2000. sometimes I go a bit over. Atalanta is a bit naieve and actively ignoring her gut. She's not used to being praised or getting positive feedback and feels worthless and guilty. hopefully she'll come to her senses soon enough.
Raiden’s pov‘Come home.’ Dad said through our mindlink.‘I still haven’t found her, but I am close, dad. Just a week or a bit longer and,-‘Dad cut me off, ‘it wasn’t a question, Raiden. Come home.’I scoffed, annoyed at his reply. Didn’t he realize how important this was? Atalanta might be hurt! She’s my mate. The future Luna of our pack. She takes priority over, well, everything.‘No.’Dad growled through the mindlink, and I could only imagine the look on his face right now.Yesterday I interrogated and killed another hunter. This one wasn’t as easy to break, clearly scared of his leader. I had to respect his efforts to remain silent, even if it meant biting his own tongue off.But before he did, he managed to say one thing that drew my attention. He told me he wouldn’t talk because General Sweets would do much worse to him than I ever could.There was that name again, and I knew I was close. There had been others to mention this general’s name, but this hunter seemed to actually kn
Zev’s povI dropped to the floor and quickly got back up.He’s not the same man he was when he left. It’s not just the way he looks, and he looks like a dirty rogue. His skin was covered in dirt and blood, and goddess knows what.He didn’t smell dirty; he smelled like blood and death.There were scars, bullet wounds, scratches, bite marks... Did he encounter hunters? Rogues? How many did he have to kill to stay alive, or did he start to enjoy it?Before this, Raiden hadn’t killed anyone. Archer was his first.The risk of bloodthirst was always strong in alphas. They’re the strongest of us, the most lethal. But as long as this is used to protect their pack, it’s fine. It becomes a problem when Alphas start killing for no reason. When they go in search of that feeling you get when you kill someone.To kill out of self-preservation or when you’re attacked is different. The Crescent Moon pack had never been the pack to attack first.We pride ourselves on our ways of resolving conflicts wit
Atalanta’s pov Uncle Sweets asked me to write a journal. He decided that instead of me continuing on the serum, he was upping the dose just a bit to see what the effects were. I knew I was being used to experiment on, but like many of my feelings lately, I pushed the reality of what that meant down. It was getting harder and harder to ignore everything that felt wrong about this place. But it wasn't just this place; it was me. I had changed, and I had grown used to being able to speak freely and plan my schedule with my friends. But now, my days were set in stone. My daily routine consisted of training, eating, taking a pill, going to sleep, taking a shower, and then training again. The days were becoming monotone, and I wasn't sure how long I had been here or which day it was. The journal might be helpful. It’s not the reason the general wanted me to keep it, though. He wanted me to write down how I felt and if there were other side effects than before. “You’re the only one tak
Atalanta’s povI couldn’t fall asleep after that, so instead I tried to find a way out. At the same time, I tried to piece together what I had heard. Even if I didn’t want to know the truth before, it was needed for me to survive this.My mother had unknowingly slept with a werewolf. Did she fall in love like I did? Or was it just a fling? A way to escape this community and her pending marriage to my dad.When did she realize what I was? Had she always known? Is that why she hates me?I was born as the prey she was meant to hunt.And General Sweets was going to make more people like me. How? Was he going to use the women here?Or have some huntermen force themselves on the shewolves they caught?Both options were extremely wrong for so many reasons.They didn’t need me for that part though, so why keep me? So my great uncle could do unthinkable things to me in his bedroom instead of a laboratory, or was I still necessary for their tests?Proof of why the general’s plan could work. No w
Raiden’s pov“There’s more you found out, isn’t there?” Dad asked once we sat down in his office.I had been so damn hungry, but hearing them all speak about my mate like that made me lose my appetite. Okay, not really; I was still starving, but it was either walk away or beat them all up, and I had just showered.I was here for one day, and I did not want to beat up anyone just yet, especially not in front of my parents and grandparents.“Atalanta and Archer smelled like werewolves; they had strength humans don’t possess. She wasn’t as strong as the rest of us, but she was still stronger than a human.” I explained. “One of the hunters mentioned a serum they used. Archer said the same thing, but what he either didn’t know or didn’t tell me was that the serum is dangerous.”“How so?” Dad asked.“It killed a lot of test subjects,” I said, worrying about my mate. Was she okay? Why was I wasting time here when I could be out there looking for her?“So they were both sent to Ardale with a h
Atalanta’s pov I was almost out of the hunter’s compound when someone spotted me. I was stronger than him thanks to my mixed blood, but I wasn’t healed yet from my fight earlier today, so it took longer than I wanted to take him down. He got a few good hits in before I kicked him in the groin. In the end, I had to use the knife I brought, stabbing him in the neck. I had never killed anyone before, and I threw up when it was over. I’m not brave or strong. How I wish I had memorized the route to the Crescent Moon pack, but I didn't. It probably took me longer than it needed to, but I tried to follow the tire tracks from all the cars that had left. They couldn’t drive the main roads but had to use dirt roads not to stand out so their tire tracks were easy to follow. It was still light out, but it was starting to get darker. It would have been beautiful to see the sunset and the blue moon shine, but I didn't have time to watch it. My eyesight is better than that of a human, and it
Zev’s pov“You probably don’t want to hear from me. I’m the guy who threw his mate away like she was nothing.”Suzie sighed on the other end of the phone, “stop feeling sorry for yourself, Zev. I do want to talk to you. I might not have done the same thing, but we’re still friends.”“Are you still friends with Lana too?” I asked, still angry about everything that has happened. I was trying so hard not to be, but it’s difficult when she’s here and I can’t leave.“I don’t know. Is it true what they said?”“What did they say?” I replied, not sure what news had gotten to Suzie’s pack. She didn’t attend the party, even though we did send out an invitation. Some things we had tried to keep under wraps; Raiden didn’t want everyone to know about Lana, I guess.Suzie sighed, “there are different rumors going around. One of them is that one of the hunters came inside on fire, like a suicide bomber almost, trying to set the pack on fire.”I scoffed, “they think Lana was trying to kill everyone by
Atalanta’s pov“You love me?” I asked. Was I still dreaming, or was this some sick joke?“I was trying to find you all this time.” Raiden said, moving towards me. I was still scared he would do something to me. He hurt Archer for being a hunter, and I’m one too.“To kill me?” I whispered.He shook his head, his hand reaching out for mine. His fingers brushed past mine, and it felt very strange when our skin touched, like goosebumps or static electricity. But instead of hurting, it felt nice. Comforting even.“I don’t want to kill you. If I wanted to kill you little mouse, I wouldn’t do anything I could to save you, would I?”“Maybe you just don’t like the taste of burned skin,” I said without thinking.He chuckled, “I’m sure you still taste fine. I would love to find out once you feel better, but, -“ A sense of realization appeared on his face. “You saw what I did to your brother?”I nodded; everything still hurts, and my skin felt so tight. Every moment felt restricted, like I was wea