Adrian sat on a chair in his room, writing down some stuff on paper. Trevor had told him how his grandfather was killed. Adrian did not let Phoebe sleep alone; she slept in his room, and he watched over her. Whoever that person was, it was sure that they had something against the alphas too. Or was he only after the girl and wanted the search team to be quick with it? Adrian dropped the sheet as soon as he was done writing the names of people who were clearly suspects. His father had been told about the thing going on and had told him not to worry too much. The person was going to be caught; they could not hide behind doors forever. If he lets Phoebe out and acts like he has gotten the man's threat and does not care about it, is the man going to come after Phoebe faster now? He groaned and tossed the sheets, which floated and shattered around the messy floor. Piles and liters of paper were scattered on the ground. Even though he had let Phoebe sleep in his room, she woke up and went
Ashford closed the door as soon as Adrian and Phoebe stepped inside. He held a box in his hand—the same box Phoebe had dropped earlier. Adrian helped Phoebe to a chair and tried to comfort her; she was breathing heavily, and tears threatened to fall. Her hands were trembling more than he had expected. His sister was terrified. Luna bent over Phoebe and held her hand. "Don’t worry, Phoebe. Nothing will happen to you." Phoebe slowly nodded in approval of what Luna had said, then she glanced around. "I lost the gift I brought for you; I can’t believe I lost it after spending hours on it. I'm so sorry, Luna." Ashford, who was standing nearby, handed the box to her. Phoebe flashed him a smile. Although she was trying to hide her fear behind that smile, he could see it cracking. She was just trying to appear strong. Ashford's brows furrowed; that man had done a lot lately. "How did he know you both were coming here?" Luna asked. "I don’t know," Adrian answered almost immediately. "We d
She stared at him innocently, as if nothing had happened. She wondered what he wanted to say to her. Was he going to scold her for still speaking with Ashford, whom he believed to be her ex-lover? She also wondered about his reaction when he discovered that she was mated to both of them. Ashford hadn't reacted much and had allowed her to do as she pleased, but he had made it clear that she couldn't reject him. Even though she had tried, he was determined not to let her go. She had never liked Adrian from the start because of the way her father had spoken about him, always saying good things about him and wishing he was her mate—which, as it turned out, he was. "Where is he from?" Adrian asked. "Who?" Luna replied. "Ashford," he answered. She stared at him blankly, with no specific place in mind. She didn't even know of any other werewolf packs apart from Cruster Toon and Lunar Crest. What could she tell him? She was at a loss for words as she looked at him. His eyebrows rose as
When Luna walked into the kitchen, all eyes turned to her. Phoebe was putting on an apron and helping Neon hold something. Phoebe was grinning from ear to ear as she spoke nonstop to him. Her father, on the other hand, was solely focused on what he was cooking. He smiled at her as she walked in, raised his hand, and pointed to her chair. "Can’t I help with something for once?" "No." Her father answered. "You have to sit and watch." Luna's lips pouted in frustration as she walked up to her seat and sat on it. Bartram flashed her a smile, ignoring the fact that she might scowl at him. She wanted to speak, but her focus shifted to Phoebe as she heard her speak to Neon. "Where are you from?" She asked. He smiled at her. "I am not really ready to share that yet; let’s keep on cooking, okay?" "Why?" "Why what?" "I thought you were Luna’s ex-lover, bro. It is not bad telling me where you are from." Phoebe persisted. "I am; Ashford is really strict about me telling anyone about it and
“Why are you on her bed?” Adrian repeated for the fifteenth time. “I can’t hear you.” Ashford said. “And who are you to tell me where to stay? This room belongs to me too, do you understand me?” Adrian frown grew wide. “You can’t stay on her bed and expect me not to complain about it, there are a lot of rooms for you to stay but you chose this one.” “That is because I should be getting married to her if only you didn’t show up. Stupid mate bond.” He laid back on the bed and picked up the book. He had dropped the book when Adrian showed up but seeing there was nothing for Adrian to say. He had to continue his book. “You have to get up,” Adrian said. Ashford looked at him from the corner of his eyes. “I don’t think so. I came here first, you should leave and i also have to keep on reading this book.” Adrian took in a deep breath, trying to stay calm. “What pack are you from? Heard you were the alpha.” Ashford eyes widened. “Luna told you that and you came to ask me?” “Yes, she c
Ashford flashed a smile at the man in front of him. Adrian was still pinning him down to the ground; his eyes were getting dark, and every word he spoke came out as a growl. Ashford could not wait to tease him and see him shift in front of him. Oh, the big black wolf is getting angry already." Ashford teased. Adrian growled again, this time louder than it had been. Luna was surprised to hear that growl; he had been hearing that sound by her window for the previous night, even before the mate bond. "Say one more word and you are going to be kicked out; I will make sure it happens." Adrian said. Ashford turned over, his hand tightened around Adrian's hands that were wrapped around his neck, and he removed them in one pull. "Is it worth it?" Ashford asked. "Fighting your mate's ex?" "It's worth it; the fact that you want to get close to her is so annoying." Adrian yelled. Ashford rolled around and pushed Adrian off him. "Fighting me won't let you have her; you have to grow up." "I
"Did I say something wrong?" She asked when they were quiet. Ashford shook his head. "No kitten; you just told him what pack I am from." Adrian's eyes widened in fury. "You come from the Lust Mind Pack and have the right to stand in this house." Luna gulped down nothing in particular. Was there anything wrong with the pack's mind? She hoped she had not ruined her chances by saying Ashford was from that pack. What pack was that, anyway? Were they enemies of Lunar Crest? Her thoughts kept going wide until she could not bear the silence anymore. "What is wrong if he is from the Lust Mind Pack?" Luna asked. Adrian glanced at Luna. "You don't know? You don't know anything about the pack; are you even a werewolf?" Ashford's eyes darkened. "That is it! You can talk to me anyhow, but not to her. If she isn't a werewolf, why is she here, and why is she mated to a jerk like you?" "You are the one who is a jerk; someone from that kind of pack deserves not to be here. What happened to you?
When all of them gathered at the dining room for breakfast. Phoebe and Neon were still in a heated argument; Luna, on the other hand, was trying her very best not to take any meat since she was already used to it. Meats were the common thing on the table, and Bartram had offered Ashford and Neon a wine that was secretly blood. He offered Adrian another wine, which he gladly accepted because he had one while Ashford had to share one. "Can you tell this talkative cat to keep quiet for once? Neon asked Luna. "I am sick of screaming and arguing; why can’t she just agree that I am right?" Luna glanced at Phoebe, who had opened her lips and was ready for another argument. "It is alright, Phoebe; you don’t need to argue anymore. Let us eat in peace." Luna said. Bartram sighed. "They almost fought; I should admit I wanted to see who would win." All four heads turned to him, and two heads glared at him. Bartram raised his hand in defense of Phoebe and Luna, who were glaring at him at the s