hi! I replied to Oressie in the comments, but I just wanted to say I always appreciate feedback. positive or negative. I used to be very sensitive about critique, but I now try to learn from it as much as I can.I understand why some people may find Zev and Lana annoying. She's actively ignoring her gut feelings out of fear. He is just too angry, but he will get a chance to redeem himself. O, by the way. Stories get promoted more if you add a comment, like, or gem. I always enjoy reading your feedback, but it has also helps me gain more readers. The chapter's title is true in many ways. Things will be happening sooner rather than later. I hope you'll love what's going to happen in the next few chapters.
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
Raiden’s povAll this time I was looking for Atalanta. I had been angry, but there had been another emotion buried underneath, which was fear.I was petrified she would be hurt or worse.And now I feel this need to protect my mate above anything else. To the point where I can’t think straight.I’m trying my best to sound calm, to keep my voice gentle instead of growling. I had screamed at people for these past two weeks, grunted and growled instead of using my normal voice.But not that I am back; I am forced to go back to normal. To pretend like I am not different. That I didn’t kill hunters and rogues on an almost daily basis.However, I will be calm for her. I will try to not let my anger get the best of me.“What’s this about, little mouse?” I wondered why she was asking these questions. Was it because I marked her without her permission?Or did something happen with those bastard hunters?“I don’t want them to do any tests.” She said.“Then I will tell them not to.” I replied. I d
Zev’s povWhen they asked me to stay a bit longer and I said yes, I did expect Lana to be staying at the packhouse.Apparently she’s scared of doctors now or something, because Raiden thought it was best she’d stay here. In his room.‘You sound jealous,’ Rishi teased.I am not jealous. I’m angry.Besides a few questions, Lana has not paid for anything she has done.Lana… I should stop calling her that. It's a pet name—the name for who she pretended to be.But in reality she is Atalanta, the huntress. Archer, Atalanta... all of them with a name that pointed to their real identity. But none of us saw through her scared little mouse act.Maybe we only saw what we wanted to see.Raiden is busy during the day covering for his dad. Our pack can’t look weak. Not to the hunters, but also not to our enemies. And even our allies we have to be careful around.If they knew how fragile Alpha Ethan still was, they’d might rethink our alliances. Normally he would be healed by now, but they didn’t jus