Lana’s POV He hadn’t locked the door. I opened it several times, but every time I went to step out, I found myself slamming it shut again. I just couldn’t bring myself to step outside. Who knows what would be waiting for me? Maybe it was some kind of trap? Instead I watch from the window. The guy from the dungeons appears. I think his name was Sam. They have what looks like a heated conversation. I couldn’t be sure though. Logan stood perfectly still, his hands in his pockets, completely unbothered. Yet Sam was throwing his hands around. I couldn’t make out what they were saying even when I opened the window a little. They both suddenly look up at me. I don’t know why but I ducked. Like I wasn’t supposed to be seen. Slowly standing back up, they were both gone. “That can’t be good.” I mutter. Anxiety gets the best of me and I start pacing, waiting for them to appear. Ten minutes pass and there are still no signs of them. Maybe they were waiting for me, but then surely I would
Logan’s POVHer hand presses against my chest, pushing me from her.“You don’t need to feel sorry for me,” she sighs, turning away from me and moving towards the window.“The truth hurts doesn’t it?” I had seen how her face had fallen. How her sister had broken her heart in just a few words. My own heart ached for Lana. Being let down by those closest to you was like a punch in the face. I know, I had felt that way when I found out about Seth.“How would you know? The almighty Alpha. Like anyone is going to fuck with you!”“Seth was my best friend. I grew up with him. He was practically a brother to me.”“He betrayed you, how?”“By doing what he did to you.”She stops looking out the window, turning back, her eyebrow is raised.“Why did you care what he did to me?”That was the problem, why did I care so much?“Don’t tell me it’s because of this?” She points to the mark on her neck. It still hadn’t faded.“The mate bond can be messed up.”“You’re telling me.” She turns back to the win
Lana’s POVBefore I have a chance to shut the bathroom door, he grabs hold of me. His hands gripping my waist as he throws my naked body over his shoulder. A hand smacks my bare bum and a growl erupts from deep inside him.“Think you can get away with that do you?”I did a moment ago and that had been a mistake. I thought maybe it would buy me more time. I hate to admit it, but I actually enjoyed sucking him off. Sparks had sizzled over my skin as I had flicked my tongue over his length. Even his cum had tasted different. For the first time ever, I hadn’t gagged on it.When I was done, I had tried to escape to the bathroom. Every part of me wanted more, to feel him inside of me, but that would make things worse.His hand smacks my arse again, this time the tips of his fingers hitting my pussy before he tosses me onto the bed.Pinning me down with his body, his hand finds my throat. His purple eyes gaze into mine.“I never gave you permission.” His voice is low, his breath fanning over
Logan’s POVI was only heading to my hotel. I needed a clear head. To try and work out what to do with Lana. Her scent had me acting in ways that I never normally would.She was going to suffer from me leaving, that much was obvious. She couldn’t even cope when I was in the house and she was in the prison cell.Climbing out the car, people began to lower their heads, submitting to me as I moved. More than usual. No one approaches me, they all keep their distance and it hits me. I hadn’t put in my contacts. My purple eyes giving me away. I had revealed myself to the world.Crashing in through the glass doors, my receptionist greets me“Ah Mr Lonecrown….” she trails off as her eyes rise up to mine. Even as a human, she knew to be afraid of me.I had been the talk across the world for years, no one knew exactly where I was. Up until now, the contacts had always protected my identity.“Uh… Mr Lonecrown. You have visitors.”“Stop panicking Daisy, you are fine.” I mutter as I walk by into m
Lana’s POVThe last thing I remembered is this incredible pain, searing through my entire body. Sam had taken me on a tour of the huge house. We had only made it to the lounge when the pain forced me to my knees.My insides had felt like they were being ripped to shreds. A fire licking over my bones as Sam desperately called my name. After all my near death encounters, I thought that that was the moment I would die as I was plunged into darkness.His minty scent had taken the pain away in an instant. His touch cooling the fire that had been growing inside of me.“Logan.” I mumble his name as I try to sit up.“Just stay still.”“What happened?” “You passed out.” It seemed like a lie, but I let my head hit the pillow anyway. I didn’t have the energy to argue with him. Not right now.“Sam?” I mumble“He’s gone home. Try and sleep Lana. It’s the middle of the night.”I realise he is a lot closer than I expected. His arm drapes over my stomach, only this time he didn’t remove it and pull
Logan’s POVFuck!This was not supposed to be happening. Uncle Liam could have at least given me a heads up.“Auntie Kendra. You shouldn’t be here.”“She is my daughter. You chose to hide her from me.”“She may be your daughter, but she killed mom.”I see a tear run down Lana’s face. Her brilliant brown eyes are wide in shock. Her lips parted like she was trying to say something.“She killed Irina?” Auntie Kendra stares at me with a frown. Turning her attention to Lana, “You’re the one who killed Irina?”“What did Uncle Liam tell you?”“Not enough apparently!” She grumbles through clenched teeth. “Lana, go back to the packhouse.”She nods her head at me. Side stepping around her birth mother. Auntie Kendra reaches out to touch her daughter, but Lana recoils, picking up her pace and practcally diving out the door.“You should have told me Logan. I could help.”“How exactly? She killed your best friend. Whose side would you have chosen?”Auntie Kendra’s frown deepens. Her eyes narrowin
Lana’s POVMy birth mom was actually here. It wasn’t a lie, she was in this pack. She was really here!My breath started catching as I made my way back to the packhouse. She had tried to reach out and touch me but I had recoiled. I was afraid that she wasn’t real. My heart began to race as I stepped into the packhouse. I didn’t know where to go and found myself in Logan’s office.When he had walked in, he was doing his best to comfort me, but it only left me feeling more and more confused. The man standing in front of me had thrown so many mixed messages my way. Maybe it was best to keep my guard up around him. I was even surprised when he said I could go and see Abby.I had to wait until my brother appeared. Sam smiles at me, his blue eyes twinkling as I slip my arm into his.The dungeons were far colder than I remembered and I almost slip on the stone stairs. Sam keeps me steady, his hand gripping my waist and stopping me from smacking my head.“Look who it is. The traitor has come
Logan’s POVHer eyes are wide, tears brimming and threatening to fall over. She blinks a few times, shaking her head.“You’re wrong. She wouldn’t do that!”“Lana, why won’t you accept that she has been playing you all along.”“She wouldn’t, something must be wrong. Someone must have done something to her!”“Lana, we have seen it. The secrets that the witch keeps.”“Stop it.” She throws her hands over her ears, closing her eyes tight. Why couldn’t she just see it, why was she in so much denial? Did she really believe people couldn’t be backstabbers?I thought Seth was my bestfriend and look what he did to me!“Lana, please. I know you don’t want to believe us, but it’s the truth.” Auntie Kendra tries to reason with her, but I knew there was no chance. Lana had to realise the truth on her own. It wouldn’t matter how many times we told her. She would just refuse to accept it.“Don’t” Lana shakes her head, backing away from her mother. In exactly the same way as she had done in the traini
One year laterLana’s POVI never heard from Blake after that day. It was impossible for him to link me after I broke the bond between us. But it didn’t stop his wolves trying to locate me.For the first six months, it even made the news. That there was a new Alpha of Alpha’s. They gave my name and description, promising a reward if I was returned to them. But as time went on, my appearance on the news became less and less. The humans were losing interest. I was never spotted. I had had my hair permanently relaxed so I didn’t have to deal with the curls. I wore shades when it was sunny or brown contacts when the weather was rubbish. If I went out, I never went out alone. I was always with Dillon. A human.It had taken a couple of months before we officially became a couple. Though that didn’t stop us fooling around before then. Not once did I feel pressured with him. Not once did I feel like he was hiding something. He never hesitated to answer a question. He was different, he wasn’t
Lana’s POV“I already know that.”“No you don’t. Not entirely.”Switching off the car engine. I turn to look at him properly. “What do you mean?”“Blake controls what he wants to control.”“I don’t follow.”“You really are naive, Lana. They told me that you were hard to convince. That you didn’t understand pack life. But you really can’t see what is right in front of you.” He pulls open the jeeps door, grabbing my hand, he places it on his chest. Just like Blake, he had no heartbeat.“How?” I mutter“We are all the same. Anyone that is under Blakes leadership ends up like us.”“Why would you follow him?” “Because it’s always too late. By the time we realise, there is no turning back.”“I don’t get it?”“Holy shit, Lana.” He shakes his head at me. “Are you just not willing to see it, is that it?”“See what? Blake said he made a deal.”“And you didn’t think to question it. He is the reason you killed Logan. He is the reason you chose him. He is the reason for everything.”“Why?”“Becau
Lana’s POVLogan leans into me, gasping for breath. The Blade slips further into his heart. I couldn’t believe that I had done it. That I was the one to kill him. That I was the one to finally stop him.Xavier had told Blake that I was in the back of the car. Blake had talked me through the plan. He made it clear that I could not speak back to him. That if I were, it would give me away. That Logan would know.He told me that they were tracking me, that I would have to take a chance and throw myself from the car. I did exactly what I was told. The moment my feet hit the ground, I run into the forest. Logan had been steps behind me. If he had lunged forward, he probably would have got me. But Blake somehow pulls me away. Lifting my feet off the ground as he placed a hand over my mouth. He wasn’t alone. I could just make out Xavier and Abby hiding among the trees. Abby's eyes were looking in the direction I had just come from. Her lips moving.As Blake hands me the dagger. I felt the sa
Logan’s POVShe had given herself to him. I could smell his stench all over her as I held her close. But she would be mine again soon enough. She doesn’t scream, she doesn’t fight me, even when I pin her against the door. She doesn’t even try to link Blake. In fact she does everything that I ask. Pulling her out of the window, I drop us to the ground. Checking that we were entirely alone before heading into the forest.Blakes men were stupid. They were easy enough to get past undetected. It helped that Lana followed me like a sheep. That she did everything I asked.Pushing her into the back seats of my hidden jeep, she still remains quiet. There was no heavy breathing, there weren’t even any tears. She looks back over her shoulder as I drive away from the new pack that Blake had created.“Don’t you dare link him.” I warn her. If she had already done so, there would be no chance that I would get out of the pack grounds alive.Her head moves up and down. Her brown eyes wide as they lo
Lana’s POVHe was so angry. The grey of his eyes deepened as he snapped at me, pointing to the door. He must have seen the vision too. It was the only answer as to why he was so angry.“I don’t want to see Freya. I want to know what the vision means. I know you saw it too.”“It’s you.” He takes a step back. “It was never Logan. It was always you.”“I don’t know what you mean!” I did though. He had seen it as clearly as I had. The dead bodies piled up underneath me. The blood that was streaked across my face. How he and Logan were both looking up to me.“You know exactly what I mean Lana. Don’t try and play the fool now.”“I’m not… I…” I had no idea what to say and sit myself back down in his office chair. “I would never.”“Wouldn’t you? It’s not like you are sin free is it? You have killed wolves in your bid to find him. Your aim was to stop him.”“I didn’t, that was Abby. I was just… just there. I don’t want to do that. That isn’t me.”He lets out a sigh and shakes his head at me. “I
Blake’s POVIt was like we had never been apart. Everything came flooding back. Every inch of her body was just as I remembered.Hurrying up the stairs, I run into Freya. She frowns and then asks if I had seen Lana. She didn't normally speak to me unless Calvin or Lana were around.“Yes, I’m just retrieving some clothes for her.”Her frown deepens until her brows suddenly shoot upwards, a big smile on her face. “Could you just tell Lana that I need to speak to her, like urgently.”“Is there a problem?”“Not exactly. Maybe, I guess. Nothing to do with Logan or anything thats happening.”She spins around and I catch the extra scent on her. She was pregnant.“You want me to tell Lana that you’re pregnant?”She turns back to me. Her eyes wide. “How did you know?”“I’m not stupid, your scent has altered to accommodate the hormones.”“I know you don’t like me Alpha Blake, this wasn’t supposed to happen. Not now, not ever.”“Have you told Calvin?”She shakes her head at me.“Then maybe start
Lana’s POV“Logan is recreating the Blood Pack.” I mutter, casting my eyes in Blakes direction.“I warned you, Lana. I warned you about this shit. You should have stuck with the plan.”“The witch finally says something that I can agree with.” Blake sits on a bench against the furthest wall.I pull the collar of my tshirt down, “Can you get rid of this?”“It’s a mate bond, only rejection can.”“It’s not a true bond.”She gazes at me with her brown eyes, “He never confirmed it?”“No.”“He finally fucked up.” She mutters to herself. A smile spread across her face. “Lana, he screwed up.”“What do you mean, witch?” Blake spits on the ground. Clenching his teeth together.“That mark. He was supposed to confirm it. Kendra put it on you when she saw his mark. She used his blood to form a bond between you. Replicating his mark.”“Kendra? How do you know this?”I had had the mark for as long as I could remember.“Before she figured out the danger of what Logan could do. She thought connecting y
Lana’s POVThere were talks every day. Some that I was shielded from, others where they encouraged me to talk. But I never had anything to say. Other than feeling like my head was going to explode.Blake was growing more and more pissed off when no one could come up with a plan. What Blake wanted to do was use me. I had agreed to it. But so many of the pack hated the idea. They thought that I would turn on them, or that Logan would use me to get exactly what he wanted.It didn’t help that Logan continued to call to me. He seemed to think that he could talk to me whenever he wanted. It was impossible for me to block him. He would never ask me how I was. It was always questioning me about Blakes plans. When I didn’t answer, he would grow mad and cut me off. And for a moment, I would find relief. He was choosing the Blood Pack over me.I had stopped trying to fight it or trying to hide it. Blake would always know. He had already said that Logan was trying to break me down. I finally beli
Blake’s POVFive days had passed and there had been no sign of him. It was like he had fallen off the Earth. I sent people out everyday. But there wasn’t even a single piece of evidence that suggested he had returned home or that he had come anywhere near my pack.Lana wasn’t herself either. She would wander the house. Often deep in thought. I tried to talk to her but it was like talking to a brick wall. Anything that I said just didn’t sink in. Sometimes I would find her in a corner, muttering to Freya. They would stop talking the moment they saw me.I didn’t like the witch being here, but I had very little choice in the matter. Calvin had already marked the witch. If I threw her out, then I would have problems with my brother and Lana. It was a shitty scenario that I was trying my hardest to ignore. Aiming to focus on the bigger problem of Logan.More and more of my pack from Europe turned up everyday. New homes were constantly being built on the land. It was expanding quickly, but