Starr's POV.My information, all of the things which I could use to actually save my mate were inscribed on my fingertips, and there wasn't going to be any form of hesitation.I drove towards the boundary, that which seperated the rogue pack from ours, and there was the residence of the loan sharks I drove there myself, without any guard or any form of contingency plan. There were just two things in my mind which were of grave importance to me which were: firstly I would ask nicely about the location of my mate and also Giovanni, and secondly, wipe them all out if they ever wanted to act so silly in ending the agreement. As for Giovanni, I considered him the one who could actually put up a very good fight in that mansion, the only thing which would seperate me from my mate.My hands were already on the steering, having to crack both sides of my neck in readiness for the things which would come.And just few minutes later, I was already standing at the exterior part of the mansion, s
Arianna's POVWhy was I even concerned? Why did I act as though the man who stole my heart was a weakling capable of being lured and killed by a woman.He had told me countless times, telling me how he was so drawn to me to the extent he was never even going to fall for another.At first I was scared, but then I saw the importance of his words, those words that made my cheeks burn and caused butterflies in my belly. There I sat, and it seemed as though he stood before me, speaking to me, and for a moment I began to smile broadly"What the hell are you smiling about?" She questioned with a frowny face, the scent of jealousy filling the entire atmosphere.I could already sense the bitterness of her spirit, the anger that flowed from the very way she spoke and the way her eyes were glued on me."Nothing..!" I shrugged my tied shoulders with this sense of excitement in my soul."I just thought of you as a looser already!" I said without any fear, waiting for her next action.There was som
Starr's POVConstantine! One of the greedy men who had worked for my father and had not been satisfied with what he received as his pay. It happened to be years since I had set my eyes on him. I was already seventeen years of age and was soon turning eighteen when I last saw him.Truth, he was a beacon and a model. He was like the Giovanni of the present situation, the only difference being that he had no heart and eyes for my father's mate.But just like Giovanni, all these ones who were proclaimed beta had no knowl the of where their boundaries started and where it ceased. They always wanted to outrun their masters, and they did so with hearts that were too stubborn to admit their wrongs and their faults.Was it just me or was it just a common realization that these betas were just too proud and arrogant for the positions which were always assigned to them?Well, I was there, and he was there, standing, looking at me with this silly smile on his face that caused my head to be tilted
Third POVThere was this quiet that filled the room, this unusual one that transmitted doom and fear into a person's heart. But for Starr, he understood the principles of an open ambush and what steps to take, but he literally didn't take any as long as the other men surronded him with their different weapons being pointed directly at him.Constantine stood at the very far end, staring at Starr with his fury red eyes and his Jaws clenched harder than what he could describe.The other stood with his ears and eyes being active. He could overhear the slightest movement of the ropes of the bow, being stretched beyond its resting point, and could over hear the larger intake of air through his nostrils.He could tell the position of the man who stretched the arrow, and could also hear the slightest movement of his feet against the ground in the bid to capture the perfect balance for a shot.He could tell the position of the man, how the man stood directly opposite him, and how he stood dire
Starr's POVIt was a lot more quicker than what I even imagined, and less exhausting than what he had made it seem. It was as though I moved through wind. There wasn't a stain of blood on my shirt, perhaps that of the man whom I had used a shield from the arrows being shot at me.And here I was, standing tall as I had expected, with his men all slain and having their blood be like the decoration of the entire room. I could only admire the fear that rested on his face, the shock that caught him when he finally saw that he was alone.He crawled backwards with his hands, trying to avoid close contact with him while I walked closely towards him. There wasn't an iota of fear springing up within me, there was this confidence that was stirred up within me that he couldn't do anything.His face was battered, that was his new trademark. His nose was precisely broken, but when I stared again, it wasn't as broken as I had expected. I had expected that after
Starr's POVAgain, I knew that name. For a moment I froze while I stood, and there I was lost in the thoughts of this man.Every pack had its rival. Every alpha had his own rival, and I was certainly not an exception. This man, Gomez, he was a powerhouse, someone who even more powerful than the way he looked.Another would stare at me and would have different thoughts of how I would battle them out, and eventually they couldn't match my strength. But he was an exception, having to look very huge and intimidating, and battling him was something very intense.He was the alpha of the rogue wolf pack, and just when I thought of the rogue wolf pack, I turned around and looked out through the window. A thirty minutes drive would actually be enough to catch up with the rogue wolf pack.The loan shark's mansion was seated in the middle, like the border which separated the rogue wolf pack from his. I looked through the window, straining my eyes to the farthest which my eyes could go.Giovanni
Starr's POVI sat on the chair, with my head rested on my table. In all sincerity, I had never felt nore nervous in my life about battle than that moment, having to recount my last experiences.When I thought that my anger and fury over Arianna's absence was like an amplifier for my strength and skills, this Gomez of a man had to be the one who reset my brain at the right moment and remind me of the things which my father had tried teaching me just before he passed away.He taught me of how my sense of reasoning was going to be blocked by the cloud of fury, and how my moves and strikes would be fueled by my strength and also how my opponent would use it against me.Well, his words were triggered by when the rogue wolf pack and ours were in a form of battle, between the princes of both packs, and I had to be the one to represent mine.He was young as I was, but even at that young age, I couldn't help but get frightened to some extent how huge he was. Others would tell me of how built m
Starr's POV"Arianna!" I whispered her name with a smile on my face. The whole inhabitants of the house had rushed out with the same level of anticipation like I had.I couldn't believe my eyes at that point, constantly blinking my eyes at regular intervals just to be sure that what I had seen was truly her, and it was truly herI stared at her face. Her face was squeezed, toughened and roughed with things I couldn't understand. I could see traces of blood stains on her face, red spots which had ruined her beautiful face, things that made he look quite unrecognizable.But as lovely as her spirit was, her smile pierced through that bruised face. Even though her smile wasn't as wide as what it seemed to be, the fact that she was alive and was back to me after days was enough happiness for me.I could see her lips trying hard to part open, and I could hear her whisper my name, though in a weakened tone. My impatient legs had already moved at a fast pace, moving towards her, standing at v