***Matthew's POV***
Morris and I are currently sitting in my office going over our allies' reports regarding the rogues and trying to find a pattern about their attacks when we came across one from Blazefur dated a few months back. Their Alpha and Luna were slaughtered in front of their pack, along with whoever refused to join the rogues. The fear and horror of the Blazefur's messenger are still etched in my mind. He had been sent by the rogue's Alpha, only to succumb to his wounds minutes after delivering the note; it revolts and disgusts me to the core. Unfortunately, Blazefur was not the only pack that suffered against the rogues' self-proclaimed Alpha's tyranny. Just how far is he willing to go for power? Whoever he is, he needs to be stopped; and it will be by my own hands. As the Alpha King, I do not tolerate this behavior, and I will not be idle while someone is m
***Matthew's POV***After returning from patrol, Morris and I go our separate ways. I entered the manor through the kitchen and headed for the closet by the hallway. I picked out navy-blue beach shorts and wore them before returning to the kitchen. Mrs. Garcia was in the process of preparing the picnic basket I mind-linked about. She has been with my family since I can remember. She is the female figure I look up to after my mother's passing.Mrs. Garcia can cook just about anything, and she makes the most delicious Portuguese custard tarts (Pasteis de Nata) there is, my favorite. I asked her to add it to the picnic snack list, along with some Caprese Sandwiches (juicy tomatoes, creamy mozzarella, and fresh basil sandwich), Baba Ganoush, and fresh pita bread. The weather is supposed to be a bit chilly tonight,
***Unknown's POV*** Deep in the woods, where no one adventures, stands a forgotten house aged by time and weather adversities. At first glance, it might appear inhabited, but if anyone were brave enough to wander inside, they would witness its hidden secrets yet to be discovered. Darkness loomed the forest as night was at its peak. A mysterious figure wearing a black hooded jumper, concealing the person's identity, walks through the overgrown vegetation, making way to its destination. Loud creaking sounds disturbed the silence of the night as the stranger, who was no stranger to the house, took steps up the aged wooden-floored front porch under the dim moonlight. A hand once tucked inside one of the midnight trousers' pockets made contact with the door to knock. An owl hoots in the distance as the front door
***Naomi's POV***Running as fast as possible, I sprint through the woods around the Alpha's mansion in my human form. With the dawn as my background, I let the earthy footpath guide me through the pine trees. Matt has yet to show me the pack borders before I adventure off-trail, further into the woods.Pack warriors in their wolf forms were patrolling the area. They would stop and lower their front paws, showing me their respect as I passed by. I acknowledge them with a smile and continue sprinting past them. After twenty minutes, I turn back, running towards the manor, not wanting to be late.Yesterday while we browsed through the lingerie store, I asked Charlotte to mind-link a couple of females interested in basic self-defense and have them meet me at 6 a.m. for ou
***Mathew's POV***Jax bursts open the Emergency Room doors at the pack's Hospital, creating a way for us to carry Naomi and Luke's unconscious forms through it. An antiseptic smell immediately swarms my nostrils as my eyes survey the room, looking for the medical teams I had requested through the mind-link before our arrival. Five stretchers lined with white sheets were equally spaced in the ER's east and west walls framing the nurses' station, which sat in the center. Each bed was separated by a blue paper-like curtain that stopped one foot away from the floor. Our outburst startled the nurses attending to the patients in the occupied cubicles.-"Alpha, over here." A nurse instructs me to follow her with me carrying Naomi's stone-cold body into a private room. Morris and Oliver take Luke to one of the empty stretchers
***Naomi's POV***To say I was frustrated and annoyed by my situation would be an understatement. I was close to being livid. All arguments regarding my well-being, physical contact, and the "no need to be near him" were immediately dismissed before they were even addressed, no thanks to Doctor Reyes and her "doctor's orders". Matt carries me through his office door, finally placing me on the big black velvet sofa to the right.He didn't allow me to do anything on my own, and it was getting on my nerves. He carries meeverywhere, even to the restroom. Insane, right? It was one thing to look out for me, but it's another to deprive me of any and all independence. Just thinking about it makes my eye twitch in complete frustration. I cross my arms and turn away from him, letting out an angry
***Naomi's POV***-"Huh, nothing." Matt throws the book he was holding across the table. His eyebrows were frowned together, showing his growing frustration. He walks back to the Library's encyclopedia section, browsing through the nearby shelves.-"The pack's Library is enormous. I am sure we will find some answers. We just need to be patient." I say as I stroll through the book I am holding. Matt wasn't the only one running out of patience. Truth be told, mine was nearing its end as well.We had been up all night after I dragged him out of bed to go through piles and piles of knowledge, trying to figure out what was happening to me. The dreams I have been experiencing weren't just dreams. According to the'Werewolf Spiritual Insights Volume III'
*** Naomi's POV***-"I should have known, Owens' jovial little girl would be my son's mate. After all, he chose you for hisFirst ShiftBallopening dance. You were the reason for his smile after ten long thorny years. Perhaps coincidence, or maybe the mate bond working its wonders. The truth is, we all failed to see what was right in front of our eyes, and I hope you can accept my unfeigned apologies." Elijah's words make me blink hastily, trying to grasp what he just said.-"Elijah, please forgive me for my bluntness, but are you telling me Matthew and I first met seventeen years ago?" I question, presuming Matthew shifted when he turned eighteen, that would make me eight years old.-"Indeed, you did. Do you not recollect tha
***Naomi's POV***"You and Matthew need to be careful and trust no one but each other. I have already lost two loved ones. I can't lose both of you too."Elijah's words stirred concern within me as I followed Elder Theo. What did he mean by trust no one? And who are the two loved ones he mentions? One for sure was his mate —Matthew's mother—but who is the second person? Does he mean Morris' father? Was Elijah warning me of Elder Theo? Doesn't he trust him? He was his second appointed Beta. It made no sense whatsoever.So many questions and so little answers.Elder Theo pulled a bundle of keys from his grey dressing trousers and opened a section of the Library I hadn't seen yet. I enter th
***Naomi's POV***Life has a weird way of placing you where you need to be, precisely at the right moment. Some call it fate, others destiny. They say you can't run away from it, you must walk the path written in the stars, but if I'm honest, anyone can write their own story. The people you choose to walk alongside and their unique traits make it possible. Good things happen to those who are honest and kind, even if the rough thorny patches make you think otherwise.The path I walk hasn't always been easy, but now I am happy, at ease. The question is, how long before another storm hits my tiny island of happiness. In everything, there must be balance. The bigger the light, the bigger the shadow. Till then, I can only do one thing, enjoy every moment like it was my last.
***Naomi's POV***I thought you wouldn't feel or remember a thing when facing death's gates, but I was wrong. I feel it all too well --Pain. Not physical pain, but rather emotional. I lost the one whose mistakes and imperfections I learned to love.It's dark, cold, and lonely in here. Is this the afterlife? A soft and warm hand caught the stray tear I could no longer hold back. My blinking eyes adjust themself to the bright light. The fuzzy picture is slowly coming to focus. The familiar white sheer fabrics are dancing to the seagulls' melody in the arms of the wind.-"The one time you should have walked through the door, you didn't." The Moon Goddess giggles, amused at my apparent and unintended defiance.
***Matthew's POV***-"Daddy, wake up. Please, Daddy, Mommy needs help." Carl rocks me awake.My head is pounding as if I had an awful hangover, and my ears have this persistent deafening ring. The last thing I remember was my injury and Naomi trying to heal me. I feel my chest, looking for the wound Daniel impaled me with, but I am fully recovered.-"Mommy needs help!" Carl shakes me again as I sit up.The smell of burnt flesh makes my nose sting, and instinctively, I cover it with my hand. The lightning flashes bring brightness to the stormy dark battlefield. Scanning the area, I do a mental battle map. Everyone seemed to have stopped fighting the rogues, and they desperately fought this gi
***Naomi's POV***Matt fights a group of rogues in his large wolf form, and the sight of him takes the edge of my anxiety. Somehow, it doesn't matter if this battlefield is from my father's vision because Matt is here. With him by my side, I feel I can take on the whole world. My shaky tired legs push me to walk towards him. Freedom and safety are within reach, just a few more steps.Morris grips my arm, spinning me around.-"Did you think it would be this easy? That we would just let you go? You are so naive, Naomi. My brother always spoke highly of his Luna, yet look at you? They take away your wolf, and you become a defenseless human."His grip tightens, and his lips curl into a mischievous evil smile.
Sitting abruptly, I take long breathes, trying to fight back nausea my spinning head is making me feel. It's as if I rode the merry-go-round on a high-velocity cycle with my eyes closed and then attempted to walk a straight line. Instinctively, I try to cover my mouth and stop myself from pouring lunch out, only to face my constrictive reality and searing pain to my wrist. I have no notion of time or place, but my sixth sense tells me this is far from home.The rhythmic machine whooshes along with the rancid smell emphasize the eeriness of the darkness surrounding me. The silver and the wolfsbane block Artemis' powers, but I still have Blizzard's energy flowing within. It's in my best interest to stay put and try to understand where exactly I am and who took me before doing anything drastic or attempting to escape. Fighting a werewolf in this condition would put me at a significant disad
***Naomi's POV***Along with the other ally Alphas, Matt and I raided Woodlands pack territory before the first sunlight rays had the chance to peek from behind the mountains, but we found absolutely nothing. And the same empty sight repeated itself the following weeks. We would gather information about Leo and his pack's whereabouts, but they were always empty the moment we hit the compounds. It was as if they knew our every step, our every move, and vanished just before we got a chance to confront them.-"Argggh!" I grunt in frustration as I let my body slump on the black settee in Matt's office, papers scattering everywhere.Matt suspects, well, more like he is certain, we have a mole among us. Only he and I share this knowledge, though. It's a ris
***Nina White's POV***One of the disadvantages of having a human body is stress. While a werewolf can shift and run it off, humans often need to involve themselves in certain unhealthy habits. I take the last puff of my cigarette before putting it out on the ashtray sitting on the modern contemporary black nightstand. The she-wolf I have chosen for my evening carnal desires stirs but remains asleep as I get off the bed.Grabbing my whisky glass, I sip on it before admiring the naked beauty before me. Although I do not possess a wolf spirit anymore, I still wonder what it would have felt like to make love and wake up beside my mate. But I can't fill that void left in me when he stole her from me.My hand swirls the orange liquid inside the crystal glass as my
***Mathew's POV*** We bicker among ourselves about what to do next. Daniel had, yet again, escaped along with his beta-rat I caught lurking in the pack's library. He stole a book from the secret room and had vanished within the woods. With no scent to track him down, we lost him completely. Especially after the sharp pain that came through Naomi and I's bond, it had me on my knees in seconds. My eyes met Arlene's, and her expression told me, somehow, she felt Naomi's distress too. She and Maximus were with me when Morris reported the strange person scaring people in the library and followed pronto, ready to support if the threat proved to be dangerous. So when she saw me bent over in pain as I held my neck, she didn't waste time. Her hands moved through the air to create a purple light whirlpool, vanishing through it with Maximus in tow. Not
***Naomi's POV***As per Morris's request and in Charlotte's honor, we will be holding a masquerade ball this evening in the Alpha's Mansion. Charlotte loved to dress up, and masquerade balls were her favorite. We also prepare fireworks, another favorite of hers, for the guests to enjoy.Holding this event so soon might be risky, maybe even unwise, but the guilt of Charlotte's death has been constricting my heart. The constant dreams about her are wearing me down with the sleepless nights. I needed to say goodbye, and this Gala will help me do just that.What people don't know is that the gathering will cover up a secret meeting with the strongest packs—Crescent Moon, Grayfang, Windriders, Kyaten, Faisant, and Silverfalls. Matt moved my old pack from the bottom of the stronges