Chapter Three

SIERRA

“Mom!” I screamed as I opened the door and rushed in. 

My mom was in the sitting room, pacing around. She stared at me with wide eyes when she saw me. 

“Sierra, what’s wrong? Why did you return so late? I've been so worried,” she said all in one breath. 

Tears of relief rolled down my cheeks as I ran and hugged her, sniffing her scent that made me feel safe. 

“You’re safe. You're here,” I murmured crying. 

My mom held me, patting my back softly as she let me bawl my eyes out. After a few minutes of tears, I sniffed and wiped my face. 

“We have to move, Mom,” I finally announced, recovering from my weak moment. 

My mom frowned, “Uh, what is going on?” 

“There’s no time to explain. They may be dead but more may be on their way to us right now,” I muttered. 

I went to the room and began tossing clothes into our traveling bag. 

“Mom, dress up, there's no time,” I said. 

My mom scoffed, “I’m not going anywhere, Sierra. We are finally done with that life, I'm done running.”

I gave her a sad smile, “We can never be done running, Mom, not while Alpha Elvis is still out there.”

“But they haven't found us and I have this –” 

I interrupted my mother sharply, “They’ve found us, Mom, Orion captured me on the way back from work tonight.”

My mom released a trembling breath as she stared at me, assessing me for any signs of harm. 

“Oh my baby!” she cried, hugging me again.

I rested my head on her shoulders briefly before I pulled away from her with a grim face. 

“You see why we have to go, Mother,” I informed her. 

My mom shook her head, “Tell me what happened, Sierra.”

I groaned, “There’s no time, Mom. They could be here any minute.”

“Speak, child!” my mom snapped at me. 

I sighed, I hated it when she used her Alpha voice on me. My mom was a female Alpha wolf who had lost her pack because of my father, among the many other things she lost due to him. 

“They attacked me when I left the bar and Orion threatened that he was coming to exact revenge on you here and he was taking me to Elvis. But along the way, something terrifying ripped them to shreds. I don't know what it was, but there were three. And I don't know what it wanted with me but I ran back home,” I summarized nicely. 

My mom frowned, “What could be the thing? And why didn't it attack you?”

I shivered, “If I didn't know any better I would say they saved me. But mom I saw those things, they were like devils, it was like nothing I’d ever seen before.”

“So Orion and his group are dead?” my mom asked. 

I nodded, “Yes. But we still have to go.”

My mom shook her head, “We are done running. We aren't going anywhere, at least not tonight.”

“But what if they come? How do we protect ourselves?” I asked, shocked at my mother’s response. 

She caressed my hair, “No one is coming, Sierra. And when you meet my second-chance mate tomorrow you'll know.”

“Oh that,” I grumbled, “He’s coming tomorrow?” 

My mom frowned, “Be nice, Sierra. He's able to save us from all this mess with Elvis and your father. He's a good man.”

“That’s what you said about Dad,” I pointed out and regretted it immediately when I saw the grief on her face. 

“You promised to make your favorite cocktail so you'll do it tomorrow, get some rest,” she said coldly. 

“Mom, I’m sorry. I didn't mean that,” I tried to apologize but she brushed me away. 

“Rest. I'll keep watch, just in case.”

I watched as she walked away from me. That night I didn't sleep, I sat awake in my room as I listened to my mom’s quiet sobs and I felt terrible. 

***

The following morning I woke up and noticed my mom was still sleeping. I quickly dashed out of the house to go and buy the drinks I would need for the cocktail. 

After what I said to her last night the least I could do was try and make it up to her today by making a good impression. 

I arrived at the supermarket and I bought everything that I needed. Giggling with excitement, I jogged out of the store when out of nowhere I bumped into someone causing the drinks to shatter on the floor. 

“Holy shit!” I exclaimed with a scowl, “What the hell is wrong with you?!” 

I looked up and my heart thundered with fear as I saw three striking guys standing in front of me. They appeared to be triplets as they shared similar features but they weren't identical. 

The only striking and identical features they shared were their eyes, which were silver in color. As they stared at me, realization suddenly dawned on me. 

They were the three inhuman monsters with silver eyes from the previous night who had stood together staring at me and now they’ve turned into three beautiful boys with the same silver eyes standing together and staring at me. 

“Oh my gosh, it’s the devils!” I exclaimed softly. 

One of them cocked an eyebrow at me, he was the one who bumped into me as his shirt was ruined. 

“The what now?” he asked, a frown on his face. 

“Inhuman monsters!” I snarled at them, “I saw you last night. I would recognize those eyes anywhere.”

They didn't flinch, just kept staring at me with different expressions until the one whose shirt was stained walked toward me. 

“Stay back!” I screamed, picking up a jagged edge of the sharp bottle on the ground. 

He stopped, startled for a bit, “What the hell? You have to pay for my shirt.” 

“Did you follow me?” I asked, moving back with the bottle pointing toward them. 

“Like we don't have anything better to do,” the second one spoke up. 

His lips were in a thin line and his expression was neutral. 

“Don’t come any closer!” I snarled. 

Then I launched the broken bottle toward them and they easily dodged it. 

“What kind of crazy person are you?” the one whose shirt was stained snarled at me. 

He came closer and I picked up a jagged shard of the broken bottle, “Stay away from me!”

“You think that thing is going to hurt me?” he chuckled, reaching for me. 

I shrank into the wall as the third brother finally spoke up, “Leave her alone.”

“Assholes!” I snapped and ran off. I didn't look back or stop running until I got to the house panting. 

My mother raised an eyebrow at me, “You have got to stop showing up like this, Sierra, you'll give me a heart attack.”

I gasped, panting for breath, “I bumped into three monsters. They ruined the drinks I bought for cocktails.”

My mom frowned, “Since when do bullies startle you?”

I frowned, “They aren't bullies, Mom, they're real monsters.”

“Alright, Sierra, just go clean up and help me set the table. You look like you ran a marathon,” my mom stated. 

I went inside the house, my heart pounding in my chest. I hoped those monsters didn't follow me to this place, I would hate for them to harm my mom. 

I showered again and wore a dress since we were expecting a guest. Then I proceeded to help my mom set the table. 

As my mom was rounding up in the kitchen the doorbell rang. 

“Check the door, Sierra,” my mom’s voice rang out from the kitchen. 

“I know,” I called back.

I walked to the door and opened it. An unfamiliar man was standing on the porch. He exceeded a powerful aura. 

I frowned, “Who are you?” 

“Hi, you must be Sierra,” he smiled at me. 

My frown deepened, “How the fuck do you know my name?”

He chuckled, “I’m Thane Valtor, the Lycan King, your mother’s mate.”

My jaw dropped to the ground as I stared at him. Holy fucking fuck!