We do a three-hour workout routine in which Roman has me do nothing more than run from one end of the field to the other. It might sound easy, until you’re running the same path for what might be the sixtieth time in thirty minutes. My mind travels between the pain I am feeling and the controlled outburst Roman just had. I could always just rule it off as something that has been on his heart, or rather something that he says to everyone. “I am not a good man.” I could always rule it off as something normal………… but I don’t and I won’t. Something tells me the Alpha of the Ironclaw pack hasn’t fully recovered from the trauma of his pack’s attack. He might be hiding a lot of pain underneath that handsome face and cold eyes. My body screams in protest when I get up and I can swear I hear my bones crack slightly Roman opens the door to the room the next moment and we both engage in a staring contest. I win because he looks really good in his tuxedo and his eyes pop in this sky bl
Last night, Roman and I devised a small plan.I think I fell asleep conceiving the idea but after the workout session, Roman gave me the full rundown of what he had drawn up from my vague idea of last night, and we agreed to carry out the plan this morning after the workout. though I don’t remember ever having agreed to jog for three hours.My calves send a slight ache through my body but I ignore it and look ahead instead.Hunter Tyson of the Nightshade pack is one of the most enigmatic men you’ll ever meet.He’s manly. He carries that certain aura that allows anyone who looks at him to become unsure of themselves, and overly sure of him.They see him and they nod, thinking “Yes, this is the kind of man I need”, or “This is what a really confident man looks like.”In public, he walks with a smile on his face, a twinkle in his purple eyes, and the charisma of someone who’s seen the playing field of the world and knows the game plan to win.On the inside, he’s a dick. He will lie, chea
The car moves smooth and steadily on the tarred road and Roman explains some inner workings of the Alpha conference to me.To begin with, the conference is as much a physical event as it was a spiritual one. It can only take place during the season of a silver moon, and that surprises me because I thought the moon was always silver.Roman says we are in that period right now and in the next two months, a silver moon will hang in the sky. It will be bigger than a normal moon, and it will shine brighter tooThe Lykos fundraiser is happening in the mansion of a former Alpha in the Lykanos pack.My knowledge of pack history makes me tell Roman to get us hyacinths on the way, or any purple flower at least. The members of the Lykos pack are… superstitious would not be the word for it, but they believe in omens.And a good omen to them, is a purple flower. When purple flowers bloom in the pack, they thank the moon goddess and take it as a sign of fortune and goodwill.Roman says he doesn’t
My heart slams in my chest and my world comes crashing down.This is it. This is how I get caught not a month after my escape. If Roman tries to protect me, the other Alphas here will support Hunter. Another Alpha keeping an Alpha’s mate away from him won’t make any sense to them no matter what the circumstances are.I wait for the mate bond to pulse and alert him of my presence but it doesn’t happen.I wait for a minute, two minutes, I stand on the spot for five minutes and wait for my mate to recognize me, to feel the bond between us, but nothing happens. I look at Roman and he’s trying to conceal the anger on his face but he can’t. I hear his words through gritted teeth. “What do you think you’re doing?”I frown and open my mouth to deny doing anything but a voice behind me stops me.“Wine Miss Vivienne?”I grit my teeth realizing I've just been played. I turn to find Danis standing there, his body looking elegant in his clean-cut suit and his form better outlined. He’s slimmer
Roman sticks to me like bees to honey.I appreciate the gesture at first. Fear still courses through my bones at the fact that Hunter is in this room but when thirty minutes pass after our arrival and I am not approached by him or even glanced at twice, I begin to relax and get angry.Hunter Tyson, Alpha of the Nightshade pack seems happy at this event.He sips champagne, looking immaculate in his metallic gray suit and elegantly coiffed hair. Females crowd him and goddess forbid he lets them go without making his intention to sleep with them known.I notice some of them exchange pitiful glances or hurt looks, but they look sorry for him and it makes me suspect some foul play. Danis comes back with the information I need wearing a sneer on his face.He plops into the last chair around our table and Roman looks up from his phone to glare at him. I don’t know what to feel so I just look eagerly. A smirk lines Danis’s face and his green eyes glow a sinister color for the briefest mome
“I’ll have to beg for my leave. It was nice meeting you, Alpha Hunter.” Hunter nods and smiles brightly. “You too Vivienne, though you didn’t introduce yourself.” He chuckles and quirks an eyebrow up at me “Are you scared of your boss or something?” I smile and ensure it reaches my eyes. “Alpha Roman is the best boss I could ever ask for. My apologies.” Danis stands too and drops his glass flute on the table. “I’ll be taking my leave too. Come on Vivienne, let’s leave the Alphas alone.” I ignore the obvious undercurrent of spite in Danis’s words and nod to Roman before taking steady steps away from the situation. Danis walks beside me and the number of glances he gets surprises me. I get a few stares myself but when we pass, I can see the eyes of males and females having conversations stop and focus on him. The farther we get from Hunter the more the necklace around my neck feels light, almost nonexistent. We take a flight of stairs up and when we’re relatively alone, I stop a
Roman's pov.Hunter stares at me with knowing eyes but my eyes don’t search for him.They search for her.Scarlett has somehow managed to disappear with Danis and goddess help me, if I get my hands on that lying two-faced son of a…“I know you killed my Beta Roman. I sent him on an errand and I assume he had to pass through your pack. His trail ended there.”I turn to look at Hunter and focus on him once more.He’s oblivious to the fact that his mate is in the same hall with him. Dare I say, I don't believe he’s been searching for her in earnest. I see the way he looks at the other women here.I see the way he seems totally unbothered about the location of his wife and child, but I can also see the malice in his eyes when he speaks about her.He said he would get her back, but he doesn’t deserve her. It’s not my place to say, but it’s clear as day.I lean back into my seat and direct a level stare at him.“Do you remember those times we would both play adult as children? Your father
Scarlett's povThat’s right Alpha Gomez.Confide in me.Guilt twists in my heart but I bat the feeling aside and focus on the bright side. It doesn’t matter that I'm manipulating these Alphas. I already knew the situation in his pack before I asked, or at least I guessed something must be wrong. I didn’t know it was this serious, but everything worketh out well for those who know how to adapt and overcome.“That must be hard.”The Alpha nods and chuckles. He’s an older man, luckily not a sleazy man. He looks like a good man who’s sincerely worried about his pack but has been pushed into a corner.“But getting help shouldn’t be that hard should it?” My voice is inquisitive and genuinely curious. “A lot of packs will come to your aid if you ask.”The sandy-haired Alpha Romero scoffs and looks away.“Each pack will do what is best for them. Some stand to gain from the problems of others and because of that, help isn’t as accessible as it once was. We have to seek help where we can get i