JORDAN'S POV My head has been filled with angry thoughts since I walked into room 21 to find Ines sitting there. The woman was a snake, deceptive, and very cunning. To me, she was most of all disgusting. I looked around the table at the lack of reaction from Jayden and Jeremy and decided that it was time to put an end to the charade. Having Jeremy speak up them just proved my suspicion. He's the reason Sarah came over tonight. This was all a ploy to disgrace Gazelle. "I'm just trying to be kind to her. She hasn't had anything to eat for so long, right?" Sarah smiled at me in a way that would have fooled anyone but me. "Shouldn't you be more concerned about the well-being of your friend, Gwen?" "She got herself into this, she should be willing to deal with it herself." Sarah spat. "What happened to women supporting women?" I countered in a very calm tone. She flung a lock of hair over her shoulder and scoffed. "That applies to sensible women, not stupid bitches like
JAYDEN'S POV Something was terribly wrong and I could feel it. Contrary to what a lot of people assumed, I wasn't chill with the fact that my brother always counted the number of words he said to me. I studied his face, the impassiveness displayed there making everything inside of me cringe in annoyance. "When are we needed? Surely it cannot be immediately," I finally spoke up. His eyes turned to mine and he shot me a look that made me feel foolish. "When have we ever had the luxury of reporting in whenever we felt like?" I let the sigh stuck in my chest out. "Fine. Let's go." Jeremy didn't bother with hiding his displeasure with the situation. He scowled as he walked past Jordan and into the hallway. It was common knowledge, at this point, that Jeremy totally couldn't stand Jordan; but I had no idea if it comprised of anything other than the fact that Jordan was almost always mute. I pulled my brother aside as I walked up to him, shutting the door to the living room. "
JORDAN'S POV "It's quite easy to make demands like that when you're sitting safe behind an office desk, isn't it?" I spat out before I could stop myself. Something about the woman made me want to vomit. She irritated the fuck out of me and I was always fighting the urge to simply wring her throat with my bare hands. "Excuse you?" Her eyes were oozing fire as she trained them on me. "There's just three of us. And yet we're constantly being pitted against a full army of wolves by ourselves." "You're Alphas." She deadpanned like that could justify everything in the world. "Doesn't make us infallible." I bit back. "Maybe if the board could be a little bit more considerate about the kinds of missions we were sent on, we wouldn't have a revenge on our hands now." My tone was becoming a lot more disrespectful with each word that came out of my mouth and I noticed my brother stiffen beside me. One of his palms dropped on my thighs, calming me down without words. As expected, Jayden
JEREMY'S POV I couldn't possibly be imagining this. This place was deserted to a very large extent. Something was most definitely up. Every single person that had walked past us or even peeked through their windows at us since we strolled by casually had been either female or child. It was Jayden that finally responded to my comment. "No, it's not just your mind. This is actually a space dominated by anything other than the male wolves." Jordan made a show of sniffing the air. "There's no single scent of a male wolf within a 50 mile radius of this place." "What do you think could be going on?" I asked. This was seriously crazy. There was no way in hell that all of the men in the pack had just decided to step out on the same day. Especially not after the number of traps we'd had to get past on our way here. "I think there was more than one trap left waiting for us." Jayden didn't sound too pleased by that possibility. Not that I could blame him, I wasn't pleased by it either.
JEREMY'S POV I was flipping pissed, my mood was raw on the voltages of anger I had been tapped high on. I was going to fucking kill Jordan. "You couldn't have fucking taken my side? You were okay with watching your psycho brother kill me?" I swore at Jayden. "Maybe if you stopped riling him up, you wouldn't even need saving in the first place." He threw back at me angrily. "I didn't freaking need saving. I just didn't want to take the killing blow." I defended myself. For whatever bullshit reason I really hadn't wanted to kill Jordan. I was hoping that he would come to his senses eventually and all of that would be over, but I guess I was wrong. That bastard is more animal than he is human. "What the hell even happened? I was out for all of ten minutes and next thing you're at each other's throats?" He pushed his hand through his hair in frustration and then turned to face me a second time. "What did you say to him?" "Of course it was me who started it. No way your precious,
JEREMY She looked like she wanted to be anywhere but here, and confusion was drawn on her face like a tattoo. "This is a prank." She stated with a shake of her head. "Please, I promise to stay out of everything that relates with the Terrors or the Girlfriends." I almost laughed out loud at the panic in her voice, but I refrained and kept a straight face instead. "I would've thought you had more balls than that, but I guess I was wrong." There was no way I was going to try to make an ally out of someone who was walking, breathing cowardice. If she didn't want any bit of revenge then so be it. "Wait!" She called out to stop me as I walked away from her. I turned back to face her, my eyebrows arched in silent question. "What do you want?" "I already told you what I want, Gwen. You're either brave enough to be a part of it or you're not." My gaze trailed over her from head to toe. "And something tells me you're on the side of not." "How do I know that you're not misleading me? H
GAZELLES’S POV When she was talking about two halls, I should have asked her how she knew they were two. The fact that I was in the hall with a crowd of anticipating people and a big projector was at the front. I could see an excited Jenna run into the hall only for it to be slammed immediately. On meeting the empty hall, I could see the confusion and panic on her face. The crowd already started chuckling but I was worried for her. She ran to the door, trying to get it open but it wasn’t working. My heart was drumming in my chest. What were they going to do to her? “Let me out!” She yelled and I decided I was done watching. I was going to go out there and help her but just as I stood, the next thing on the screen made me freeze. There were bees. Like actual bees. It was like they were released from their hive or something. I couldn’t bring myself to move. This was like the most evil thing I had ever seen. As expected, Jenna panicked and began banging heavily against
An Omega, the lone wolf, that has been my identity for as long as I can remember, I held the lowest rank in the lowest pack of the werewolf community and for my whole life, I've been living each day like I was threading on sharp shards of glasses and I had to be extremely careful as the tiniest misstep will cause a deep slash across the iota of ego I've managed to amass over the past years. The first sound of the cock crow was an immediate signal that sent me springing up from the cold slab of concrete I laid on at the porch of the Alpha's abode The chilly dawn wind gushed past my face as I grabbed a broom and began to sweep around the Alpha's mansion; a morning duty I had to finish before anyone else woke up else I'd be missing a school day. I got the sweeping done in no time; I've been doing this for more than ten years after all, and I advanced to the kitchen to make breakfast before the Alpha's children woke up. Alpha Taylor is the Alpha of the Nightwalker pack, a pack that I