ALBA.
The moment I stepped out of Riley's car, his scent hit me.
It was stronger than the first time I smelt him. He smelled of cedarwood and mint. It was intoxicating, and despite the smell of blood mixed with the disgusting smell of rogues, I found myself getting aroused.
My eyes scanned the area while keeping my guards up, and then I found him. In his wolf form. No wonder his scent was too strong.
He didn't notice me, but I didn't mind as I watched him in awe. Time stood still and I forgot I was in the middle of the battlefield.
The dark-grey wolf I was watching was skillfully maneuvering his body to counter the rogue attack. He was moving flawlessly, and I couldn't stop my heart from palpitating. He was... he was too perfect. Or at least his wolf was.
I snapped back from my trance the moment I saw one rogue wolf launching in the air with his fangs out in the direction of my mate. My reflexes were faster than my mind, and I ju
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BETA PAUL. I couldn’t help the smile from tugging on my lips the whole time I was fighting alongside Alba. She was fucking perfect! I couldn't keep my eyes from following her every move. I had never seen a female fight as flawlessly as she could. In fact, I rarely see females on the battlefield, especially not in our pack. We never had female warriors and we never trained them. But, given how effective and mesmerizing she appears right now, I believe we need to shift our perspective on female warriors. With the right training and guidance, they could be on par with our finest male warriors. "Focus on the rogues and not on my ass, mate!" She winked at me before doing a somersault to reach the next rogue on her target. I shook my head and put my whole focus on eliminating the enemies, but made sure my eyes were still checking on her from time to time. I didn’t want anything bad to happen to her, not even a scratch if I could avoid it.
BETA PAUL. I pushed the door open to the infirmary room where Alpha Riley was taken. According to the doctor that checked on him, the healer was able to place the antidote for silver and his body was responding well. His wounds on both ends were also healing. He was of pure Alpha blood and his wolf was protecting him. They knew he was safe, but it might take a while for him to wake up because the silver had poisoned him from the inside, and healing from the inside takes longer than healing from the outside, which heals almost instantly. I saw Alba pacing the room back and forth, one arm crossed against her stomach and one hand pinching her lower lip. She was in deep thought. She must have felt my presence or smelled me because she turned abruptly towards the door, guilt flaring in her eyes, and it left me confused. Guilt? For what? For Riley or for us? But we didn’t do anything wrong, except we flirted while we fought against the rogues. Did she feel guilty that Riley was attack
ANDREA. I just got off the phone with Gamma Carlos. He told me what happened during the attack and assured me that Caspian was safe. I would have wanted to speak with Caspian, but he was nowhere near the packhouse. Gamma Carlos told me the Alpha was everywhere to appease the pack and to make sure the injured were getting their treatment, including Riley. Riley. I was thankful that Caspian was unharmed, but finding out that Riley was critical didn’t put me at complete ease. I knew I hated him for all the things that he was doing, but I didn’t want him dead, not this way. He might be behaving badly because of me, but I knew, and I believe, deep inside him, there was still the Riley I knew. The fact that he showed up and assisted Caspian’s pack was enough proof that he still has goodness in him. And I prayed to the Goddess to give him another chance so he could rectify his mistakes. The door to Riley’s office opened an
ANDREA. Riley waking up was the continuation of the nightmare I was trying to keep running away from. His eyes were telling me that this time he would not back down and would claim me as his Luna by the full moon. I didn’t have time to respond or object to his words because nothing I could say would change his mind. I bolted out of the door and ran away. I heard him call after me before a loud grunt vibrated from his throat. His wounds might be paining him, but I didn’t give a fuck. I was so done with his manipulation and the thought that having a near-death experience might have altered his mindset vanished into the thin air. The Riley I knew was gone, replaced by a heartless, manipulative Alpha. The last two days went by in a blur. I stopped receiving calls from Caspian. I knew nothing about the outside world. I feel more constrained now. Jenny goes wherever I go. And although we talked and we trained a lot, I cou
GAMMA SEBASTIAN.I looked at the big clock hanging on the outside wall of the training building. It was five minutes past seven in the morning.I grabbed my shirt and pulled it on over my body before mindlinking my second in command that I would be leaving the training ground now.I wanted to talk with Riley. I was so fucking pissed off with him right now that him being my Alpha could do nothing to stop me from letting him know how I felt.He was acting like a fucking teenager with hormonal issues and not the fucking Alpha that he was.Last night, Andrea came knocking on our door in the middle of the night. Her eyes were puffy and she looked like she had been crying for hours. Jenny told her she would accompany her back to her room and they could talk there. But she refused. She didn’t want to be anywhere near Riley’s room right now, which was, of course, just beside hers.So I left them so they could talk freely, only to c
I grabbed my silk robe and wrapped it around my almost naked body, tying it up tightly. I loosened my hair from its ponytail and walked towards the door. My heart was beating loudly as I opened and slipped out of it, dragging my feet to Riley’s room. I didn’t even have to knock, the door just opened and Riley was behind it. His chest was naked and he had only his sweatpants on. His hair was still dripping wet, telling me he had just got off the shower. His eyes raked my whole body up and down, but his eyes were showing no emotions at all. I kept my mouth shut and entered his room, stopping at the foot of his bed. I tried to hold my head high as I turned around to face him, doing my best not to show any weakness, but I was sure that he could hear my heartbeat thudding loudly. I smiled weakly at him. "Can we do it with the lights off?" He didn’t say anything, but he went to open the side lamps and dimmed them before turning o
ANDREA. I didn't realize how long I’d been sitting outside Riley’s door. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t think. And then I heard small, soft footsteps getting louder by the second. Someone was coming. I sucked in a hard breath, slowly lifting my tear-stricken face to see Jenny approaching. Her eyes started to water as her gaze fell on my miserable state. She kneeled in front of me and cupped my knees, still pressing against my chest. "The Alpha asked me to pick you up." I didn’t say anything. I was just looking at her. My tears kept falling. "Did he touch you?" She asked in an almost inaudible voice, biting her lower lip to stop it from quivering. "No…" I said, shaking my head, and her soft sobs finally escaped her throat as she pulled me into a tight hug. "Oh, Goddes, Thank you!" Jenny cried as we held on to each other as more tears streamed down my face. "Sebastian and I were already going ballistic. I d
ALPHA RILEY. I went directly to my office after my morning run. I let my wolf out, as I used to do but haven’t had time since Andrea came back. Last night, I was able to sleep soundly. For the longest time, I never had a good sleep. After my encounter with Andrea, I felt like a burden was lifted from my chest. I was finally able to confirm that I didn’t feel strongly anymore about her. I still loved her, and I think I will always do so, but gone was the passion that I had for her. I couldn’t even find it in my heart to feast over her almost naked body. It felt wrong. It felt like my eyes were only meant for someone. That if I looked at another female, I would betray her. I knew the person female who my eyes wanted to feast on, but I didn’t even know who she was. So I contented myself by remembering how she smelled and how my mouth was salivating for her. And I found pleasure last night just thinking of her, conjuring my own ima