Elio As I reluctantly kissed Naomi, a nauseating wave of sickness engulfed me. Her lips tasted like ash, leaving a bitter aftertaste and a sense of emptiness. Every fibre of my being screamed at me to push her away and chase after Kara, but doing so would mean breaking my promise to Kara. I didn’t want to hurt her, but it seemed that I had done so regardless. As Naomi’s hands ventured towards my dick, I snapped. I couldn't bear to keep up this act any further. I vigorously pushed her away, the impact sending her body hurtling across the room, while I gasped for air. In that moment, I realised that no matter how hard I tried, I could never desire anyone as much as I did my little wolf, my mate. I ran my hand down my face, feeling the weight of the situation. I heard Naomi shuffling to her feet, clearly angry, and I couldn’t blame her. Nevertheless, I was done with her. “Elio, what the hell?” she cried, brushing off the food and broken dishes from her body. I didn’t care about the mess
Kara Jamal gives me an unsettling smile as he takes my bag from me, and we proceed to walk back inside the castle, descending another three flights of stairs. Unsure of what to do, I watch him closely. Turning back is no longer an option, and honestly, I don’t want to. It would’ve put my mind at ease if Marquis was the one leading me out of the castle. I don’t know Jamal and the times I have seen him, he is a bit of a loose cannon. My wolf pushes me forward, offering a sense of comfort as we venture deeper into the castle. All I want is to shake off this uneasy feeling, and then I’ll feel better. Perhaps it’s because I am still within the castle’s walls, and the thought of Elio finding us lingers in my mind. That must be it. Once we are out of the pack grounds, I’ll finally feel safe. As we enter the dark cave garage, I finally gather the courage to speak up. “I can take my bag,” I offer, reaching for it. “I can take my bag,” I insist reaching for it again, but he firmly holds onto
Elio I storm up the stairs, feeling her scent intensify as the bond leads me towards her. I have no idea what I’m going to say, I just need to see her. The scent of roses and sunshine, mixed with something sinfully seductive, fills me, calming my beasts as I draw closer to her room. I can only imagine how it would feel to touch her, experiencing those sparks Cahya always talks about... I want them. Everything he has ever told me about mates runs through my head. “They are the second half of your soul, Elio. Go find her,” he urged me for years. “Aaliyah is everything to me... she makes me a better man. I want that for you, brother,” he said earnestly. At first, I dismissed it, considering mates to be a weakness. But now, I know it better than ever before; they are a weakness but I need her. I wish I had listened to him. Secretly, I envied what he had with Aaliyah, and it’s true, he is a better man because of her. A frown appears on my face as I comprehend that the blood oath being v
Kara *** Trigger Warning Physical Assult Warning for this chapter *** As we continue driving down the monotonous road, drowsiness starts to creep in. I can’t help but wonder what time it is. Thankfully, my wolf is wide awake and on high alert, keeping me from nodding off. Suddenly, a sign for Bloodmoon Bay appears, indicating that we only have 15 miles left to go. I tell myself that I can hang on until then, knowing that the end is near and it won’t be much longer. I wonder what business Elio has in Bloodmoon Bay … it’s one of the nicer cities and I know Aurora mentioned she went out with some friends to a club there and she also likes to do date nights with each of her mates. I think Ethan took her to a hotel here. Of course, mum and dad look after Luca something they are more than happy to do. It stops mum’s empty nest syndrome. I wonder if that is why she would tell me all those stories about meeting your mate when we travelled through the packs. Dad didn’t want to go to the hu
Kara I switch on the phone in my trembling hand, struggling to press the buttons. The screen lights up and I see the car’s driver slowing down as they approach me. Jamal is long gone and I’m left shaken on the curb. Goddess, what should I do? I search for Gabriel's number and press the dial button, my heart racing. His voice comes through the other end of the line and I break down. “Ka, what happened?” His gentle tone is a stark contrast to the sobs and dry heaves. I managed to stay strong until now, but it’s all too much! I can sense his panic, but I can’t find my voice to speak. “Where are you?” he questions, his firm tone snapping me out of my daze as I watch the car come to a stop. “I’m on the border of Bloodmoon Bay,” I sniffled, and there was a silence on the other end of the phone before he spoke again. “I’ve booked you a room at the Selene hotel. It’s all paid for, and you can order whatever food you like. I’ll be there as soon as possible... do you need me to bring anyth
Elio “Where the fuck is Jamal?” I bark through the link, frustration dripping from my words. We have combed through every nook and cranny of the pack, but she is nowhere to be seen. Even her once-potent scent has dissipated into thin air, leaving me unable to catch even a trace of her presence. I had really hoped to track her, but it’s like she just vanished. “We’re reviewing the CCTV footage now, alpha. We will find her,” Baylee reassures me, his voice laced with determination, as Cahya silently joins us. He gives me a sympathetic, concerned look which just irritates me. I don’t want pity. In an attempt to quell my rising anxiety, I toss back another bourbon, feeling its fiery burn as it snakes down my throat and settles uncomfortably in my churning stomach. Restlessness consumes both my wolf and my demon, their unease mirroring my own. We need to know that she is safe and the fact Jamal is missing … I don’t think it’s a coincidence. I run a hand through my hair, trying to steady
Elio He gazes at me with indifference, as if my presence holds no significance. He knows she is my mate, that I would feel it. II just can’t understand why he would do it? As I near him, her scent lingers in the air, and I catch sight of one of her curls dangling from his trousers. I want to tear him to shreds, to rip him apart for his betrayal. The only thing that holds me back is that fear mixed in with her scent, not her arousal. My nostrils flare as I stand in front of him. My jaw clenches and clicks. “Is there something you wish to confess?” I demand, my aura erupting with force, causing him to cower. Yet, defiance still flickers in his eyes. I clutch his collar, yanking him closer until our faces are just inches apart. I scrutinise his eyes, searching for any hint of fear, but instead, I find a sense of acceptance - a resignation to his inevitable fate. Which still leaves that nagging question: why would he do this? His nose wrinkles as he gets closer to me, which I don’t under
Kara All night I dream of him. It’s like he seeped into my consciousness and became a part of me in a split second. The pain of being away from him is far worse than the pain of seeing him with Naomi. I keep trying to process what changed. I knew when I was his slave; he was going to make her his Luna. It annoyed me, but I accepted it. Now though … I don’t know what we were to each other. All I know is I miss his fiery caramel scent; I miss being back in the dry heat and I miss how, despite everything, I felt safe with him. I miss him. I was too rash about leaving, not that I can go back now or want to. I just couldn’t cope after seeing him and Naomi together. No one wants that as their story. But it’s mine. I roll over on the other side of the pillow. Even the fluffy pyjamas can’t take the chill from my bones. How do I get past this? I know who Elio is. I know what he is capable of. Does he think I’m too weak to be his Luna because I am an omega? It wasn’t an issue with the blood