LYKOS' POV I felt a sharp jab delivered to my rib, followed immediately by a soft whimper, something else like a low mumble. I became awake, waiting and listening for anything like it. All of my predatory senses wide and receptive like a funnel, I caught Neilla's troubled breathing next to me even as she turned. Once more, she struck me hard as she fought with an invisible force.The cool night breeze instantly became polluted by the choking smell of her fear -coupled with a strong sense of sadness.Filled with dread, I sat up in a bid to rouse her from her troubled slumber. "Neilla? Baby c'mon, look at me." My voice was not without the extra deep huskiness that accompanied the early morning rise.She didn't hear me. She turned again, this time missed smashing my balls with her knees by a few inches. I was still able to save myself at the last minute. Still, that was the least of my heartaches."Babe?" I tried again in a barely contained whisper. When it seemed like that didn't wo
NEILLA'S POV"What do you mean?"The urgency in Lykos' voice startled me out of my faux concentration. My eyes followed to where he sat on the bed and when he met my eye, rose out of bed and eased his way out to the balcony.The anxiety I'd managed to tape down with a morning run in my wolf form, swirled once more in my chest, turning my still heart to pick up in anticipation.Like the calm before the storm, I was waiting for Lykos to walk back in and drop the bombshell.His earlier exclamation hadn't been for nothing. In the short four years I'd been with him, he wasn't one to fret over things other werewolves normally would.His state of calmness was unmatched.However, now that his agitation rolled off him in turbulent waves, it launched me into fresh confusion.Would it be a thrilling idea to meet him now? Do I just wait until he was done with the call?I willed myself to exercise the patience I knew I lacked and wait for him to come back inside. Whatever the news might be, it pro
NEILLA'S POVThe words sent a familiar ringing to my ears- a shrill tone that only hinted on impending danger. I sent Lykos a brief glance from across the room. I was filled with relief to know he was looking at me too. He nodded slowly to show he heard what I did. Sapphira continued, "I am from Bloodtrail pack, far back towards the North of New Zealand. All my life, it's all I've ever known. The people, our ways, my friends, my family. Then one day we woke up to see it was all... gone."I scooted closer to the edge of the seat, an unwelcome gnawing sated deep in my belly. "Gone?"There was no reply. Only a brooding pause that hung over the atmosphere thickening with the ever growing curiosity. Then she said. "Our Alpha and Luna had been brutally murdered, their pups' throats slit clean," Her eyes met mine suddenly, "it was a night of terror. Nobody knew how it happened or the moment it did... or why. Some strangers had come from the pits of hell to exert their dominance over us. I
RYLAN'S POVThe following night and the night after that, Venn deliberately avoided our bedroom, insisting on staying in one of the other guest rooms. In her words, 'I can't sleep comfortably in the same room as someone who doesn't trust me'. Did that tick the vein in my forehead? Of course?Was there anything to be done about it? None. In fact, it was for the best that we stayed in separate rooms until I got to the root of the madness happening under my nose. First was Zadik's claims of Venn working hand in hand with the enemy to rid the pack of me and exert dominance. Similar to the usurping that have been taking place in the surrounding packs.I had known Zadik for more than three centuries, not just as a beta but as a brother. There was never a single report of insanity or delusions on his part. All of a sudden, he had disturbing truths about Venn which I became too thick headed to listen to.Could it be true that Venn was instrumental to those attacks on packs? Could it be p
RYLAN'S POV A few more seconds after, I remained outside the door wondering what in the hell had happened just now.Finally, I found the will to break out of my frozen posture and move. I needed to see the next person who might be able to offer words of explanation to this. It wasn't Zadik.It was Neilla. She didn't come all the way from Greece if she didn't have an inkling that the triplets were here. Who would even go through the trouble of kidnapping children from such distant place? The question, baffling as it was, lingered in my mind. There had to be a motive behind the kidnap. If the abductor had to cross several seas to perpetrate their crime, then there was a reason for that. The only reason I could think of was to draw Neilla out of Greece but for what purpose? I might have been the trashiest male to ever roam the earth, treated my former mate with so much disregard, however, I wasn't going to deny the fact that she deserved better than me.For her endurance, the godde
NEILLA'S POVHe knew her? The first question that popped into my head at his words. I knew there was something suspicious about her and so I thought drawing her close would help me unravel that. Turned out, I was merely delusional.Rylan's face reddened with anger. "If you had good intentions, you wouldn't be hiding in a maid's gimmick to work in the pack house. You needed a way to infiltrate my pack and this was the easier route, isn't it? Now tell me, is this Alpha Vlad's doing?"Infiltrate? I thought to myself.She shook her head rapidly side to side. "I'm certain he doesn't even know of my departure in the pack. He doesn't care so much for the subjects." Her head remained bowed low. What was she so terrified of? Who? Rylan? I almost scoffed at that. I'd known him long enough to be able to tell if he would do anything in this case. Rylan was mostly bark and least likely to bite.Although, it would have been a different case if Venn was here as well because he'd want to portray
LYKOS' POV"Rylan has been soul swapped." Neilla announced in a grave tone."Soul swapped?" I echoed after her, refusing to believe it was what she said. If soul swapping was the case of Rylan, then we were dealing with a bigger enemy.The last time any news of soul swapping was heard was centuries ago and it was performed by none other than witches.Not just ordinary witches but the ones who practiced demonology."How do you know this? Don't you think you might be too hasty in that conclusion? As far as I know, soul swapping represents the highest form of witchcraft. This exercise is carried out by the most powerful witch or warlock." Axel voiced out the thoughts in my head. "Using demons, and it is borne out of demonology which is the most dangerous form of knowledge to be exposed to." I added for clarification. "How is that possible?" Neilla shrugged. "I'm amazed myself at how widespread my powers are beginning to get. I now know deep things which I didn't before." "So what is t
LYKOS' POV There was a dispersal, silence ensued thereafter and I was left alone to my thoughts. For the first time since we embarked on this dangerous journey, it seemed as though the good goddess was beginning to smile down upon us.Marcello followed Sapphira right on her tail, moments after she left to get the book. Axel and Annabella slipped out as well. For a while, they both seemed to be at odds with each other.Whatever the issue with them could be, they better have it resolved before the main war comes. We needed all hands not only on deck but in sync.I dialed my aunt's number, pausing for it to ring. She picked up on the second dial, her voice filled with bubbly excitement filtering through."Is there something else you need, Lykos? It's so hectic here in the pack with trying hard to locate the triplets. Everyone wants nothing more than for the triplets to be found and brought back. Fear not however, I've gotten a new spell to handle that. Now, you were saying?" I held ba
NEILLA'S POV "You were saying, sweet uncle?" I smiled sweetly at him, enjoying the look on his face. For the first time ever, he bore an expression other than arrogance and it thrilled me to no end. Setting the book down without taking my hands off it nor my eyes off him, I ripped each page disregarding how it scalded my palms. I would heal eventually so it bothered me less. "No! Anything but that, please." He crumbled to his knees, as he begged. "Anything but that. That is all I have of my mate." "Wrong! She did not ask you to avenge her or go taking packs forcefully." I debated in an anger that led me yanking off more pages in quick succession. "If you have lost a mate, you would understand." That touched a sore spot in me and I paused in the middle of my actions. "Lies!" Nia spat out for the first time since I came back to life. "In that book is all the secrets of his existence as a hybrid alongside all the monsters that do his bidding. Do not fall for his wi
NEILLA'S POV I broke down, in shameful admittance of my failure to her. Everyone spoke of my mother in reverence in awe and when they knew I was her blood, they had exalted expectations of me. Even I had expectations of myself only to be slapped with the wicked truth. I was nothing compared to who my mother was before her death. "That's where you got it wrong, my daughter." My mother cooed, as she framed her face again with her soft hands. "You don't compare to me, I don't compare to you. I let sentiments get me into a trap that cost me my family, that cost me you." "If I had killed Vincent a long time ago, when I should have, you won't be in this mess. But I didn't, because he was family to me. He was my only sibling." She revealed, avoiding my face but laying strict attention to my hair. Was it something about my hair or something about the words she was saying? I wondered, pulling out of her hold. "Vincent was your brother and he killed you?" What kind of blood relation was h
NEILLA'S POV"That's not true!" Nia pulled my arm, trying her best to dissuade me from confronting Vincent by myself. "You can't be the Alpha's daughter, you don't know what you're saying!" We turned to her, a buzz of energy humming around us as we replied her. "It is true. If you hadn't said that lie, we wouldn't have been brought to our fate."We turned our focus back to Vincent who slowly descended the short flight of stairs, hands behind his back and that cynical smile on his face.The model definition of a psychopath. "No, Neilla. Let me handle him. Save the kids." Lykos ordered as he appeared by us in the blink of an instant. "I said this is my fight!" We roared suddenly. Frightened, the triplets scampered to Lenora quickly. "Stay out of my business and go be with them!" We warned with our voice ringing out clear.The vein in his neck ticked, his jaw did the same. He was angry with us but who cared? We wanted to get things done with once and for all. "Now, now." Venn's faux
NEILLA'S POV"I can't." Nia said, stopping us in our tracks. Before we started to raise our claws, impatient to strike her down and let ourselves out of the cell, she quickly filled in her reasons."If we do so together, Vincent might discover a little too early of my betrayal to him.""Like you haven't betrayed your own people already."Nia all but snapped at us. "We have already established that, Neilla. You don't have to bring it up everytime." She sighed, "As I was saying, you have to be in here for a few minutes while I go up alone. If the coast is clear, I'll send one of my trusted persons to come get you.""Let's hope they don't betray you too." My wolf spat out cynically before retreating back into the backseat of my head as I took rein now.I felt no remorse for my wolf's words. It was the truth anyway.She said nothing else in reply, went out of the room. Lenora proceeded to secure the locks from within and together we sat in the dim light of the lamp, waiting for her arriv
NEILLA'S POV My ears picked up on the sounds of commotion from way above us. Nia must have as well because she paused briefly so she could tilt her head to the side and listen. "What is that?" I asked in alarm. She shook her head, rose from her seat. "I cannot say for sure." She ventured close to the heavy doors. "If my guess is right, then Vincent, or should I say Lonnie, has lost his mind yet again." "Tell me, does this happen frequently?" I quizzed, my eyes following her every move even as I paid attention to the distant commotion. "You don't want to know how many times he loses his mind in a day. Whatever character he might have been displaying to you was a faux." She added, finally coming back to sit. The noise had all but stopped. However, it was reduced. I found that the kids were no longer playing with their toys. They probably heard the commotion too. I thought back to the short time Vincent add I spent in each other's presence. I found it almost impossible to
NEILLA'S POVNia arose from her position to give I and the triplets a moment to ourselves while she stepped to the darker room with the human girl, Lenora. The kids made sure to talk my ear off with half baked stories of their adventures, the friends they made who were just the fake servants that abducted them that day "I told them about our birthday." Jade was saying. She found a spot in the curve of my arm and settled there. "How aunt Nia told us to follow some people so she could have time with us."Her story drew my interest, same time repelled me. Did I really want to know how they were abducted? The truth of how it really happened?I decided against it. "That's enough, Jade. I'm glad you're here with me, alright?" She nodded and as she did so, the tendrils that were peeking from her crown, bounced."When mean uncle said you wouldn't come back to us, it hurt my feelings so much. I yelled at him and told him he was wrong. He was laughing at me." Juno said, his face reflecting t
NEILLA'S POVI hastened my steps, pushing to meet up with Nia who had become interestingly faster than she was some seconds ago. The servants who saw us coming only took a second to observe me, perhaps out of curiosity, before they immediately lowered their heads.I had seen more than ten of them do the same.What were they scared of?Who was Lonnie?"He's not going to do anything to his sister, is he?" I voiced out my thoughts as we hurried along the hallway that didn't seem to have an end.Nia's grip on my wrist tightened further and she inhaled sharply. "Trust me, you do not want to know."We took the very first turn before getting to the end of the endless hallway. It led us down several stairwells. A few servants met us on their way up. I heard their little whispers as soon as they thought we were out of earshot. "She's going to be in trouble." I managed to catch.I was already in trouble, that was a no-brainer. I was just yet to figure out a way to extricate myself and my tri
NEILLA'S POV.Nia recovered from the shock of seeing me. She turned to the siblings with an angry glare. "What is she doing here? I thought you said you were not going to bring her until you have made a bargain? Why didn't you give me a heads-up first?"Venn leaned back in her seat to regard Nia properly. She plucked one seed of grape and bit into it slowly, taking her time. She dropped the other half of it."I see you have forgotten your place. That is not a problem. Might I remind you that you work for me and not with me and you know what that means, right?" Nia rolled her eyes, nodded all the same. "Still, you should have said something."I didn't even let their conversation come to an end before I started to vent. "Nia, how could you?" We might not have been on cordial terms, but this was an outright betrayal of trust. "We trusted you.""Oh, please." She replied with scorn. "That was you being gullible and that's on you, not me."Everything started to make sense to me. Her sudden
NEILLA'S POVThe long walk from the portal brought us to a yard whose environment brought back a feeling of nostalgia to me. The stranger whose name was Lonnie, walked behind me as Venn went up front. She had reverted to her normal self on the way which I had to admit to myself, was more unnerving. The werewolf façade was a misleading representation of the true nature of her being. There was so much innocence in her pretence than in the form she presented to us.I decided instead that I could deal with the veiny, bloodthirsty vampire that she really was. At least, dealing with people in their true elements made all the work easy.We came to what resembled a throne room with vault ceilings, flower ornaments in each corner, an entire floor of polished marble against which the soles of my boots thudded.There were several paintings of one man whom I guessed was probably the Alpha. With a strong and chiseled jawline, a aqualine nose over a mouth that looked like it said little but promi