Liya…I paced the room, trying to process Jame’s revelation. The air crackled with electricity as the realization dawned on me. Jameson Davies. The son of the Beta, I vaguely remembered from my childhood. The missing piece of the puzzle finally clicked into place.I now realized why I had no idea who he was, a lot had changed about him. He was much older and had grown to be his own person. Also, he was well-built, compared to the lanky looking James everyone knew.“I can’t believe it’s you, you should have just told me your real name, I would have easily remembered you, rather than make me rack my brain, while feeling like I disappointed you.”“Well, you did disappoint me,” James smirked.“I wished you had told me sooner. No wonder I felt so comfortable with you. It’s because we’ve known each other already.”"Jameson," I repeated, the name tasting strange yet familiar on my tongue. "I… I don't believe it. You've changed so much."A wave of emotions washed over me – shock, disbelief, a
Hunter’s POVSilence. It was a suffocating thing, pressing down on me like a physical weight. I’d so badly wanted to sit on the Alpha’s chair, in this very chamber, but it now echoed with an emptiness that mirrored the hollowness in my chest.It had been a couple of weeks since Liya… since everything went to hell. The memory of her fiery eyes flashing with defiance, her words laced with hurt and anger, still haunted me.I know we weren’t perfect, but at least we tried our best. Relationships weren’t exactly plain and simple, especially if you have the weight of the pack on your shoulders, even Liya knew that, but I guess she expected us to try harder.Her disappearance had punched a hole through our hearts, leaving a void that echoed in the training grounds and every other place I tortured her.Guilt gnawed at me; a beast that refused to be tamed. We, the triplets – Gunter, Ryder, and I – had treated Liya like… well, like something less than she deserved. We followed our father's lead
Liya’s POVSurprise flickered through me as Jameson steered me away from the cluster of out of shape buildings. I'd half-expected to meet a disorganized group of rogues huddled around a fire, sharing stories of their struggles and plotting menace.But in their case, they were just a bunch of people fighting for survival, if anything, they inspire me. The fact that they were able to survive the war and still form a community of strong people who looked out for themselves.Rogues were often seen as werewolves who do not abide by laws, werewolves who brought chaos wherever they went, but these people were nothing like that. Perhaps they’ve always been misunderstood.Don’t get me wrong, some of them were complete neanderthals, with myopic sense of reasoning. They’re go to war even at the expense of their family."There are others here?" I asked, curiosity piqued.Jameson chuckled. "Yeah, there are. But they're not exactly the 'let's hold hands and sing campfire songs' type. They keep thei
Liya's POVMy heart hammered against my ribs as the werewolf, gruff and with scars all over, blocked our path. James, stepped forward, a placating smile on his face. His stance was a little protective, his hand holding mine as I stood behind him.Okay, forget what I said about rogues, some of them are completely dangerous with an intent to kill.I had a feeling the rogue knew his presence frightened me, and he liked it. It’s probably a reaction he was used to getting from people."Easy there, Greymane," he said, his voice warily cheerful. "It's just James and a friend. We come in peace."The wolf, whose name was Greymane apparently, scrutinized us both with narrowed eyes. He sniffed the air, his nose twitching comically. "A friend, huh?" he rumbled, his gaze lingering on me."Doesn't smell like any friend I know. Wait! Are you fucking this girl, James? Oh my my my, this must be your newest little conquest, you didn’t have to call her your friend, James. We don’t frown upon fucking."H
Liya’s POVApparently, Candice was James’ sister. I wondered why I did not remember her. ‘Maybe because you did not remember James in the first place,’ My wolf replied, answering my question.She was so young as well, I felt bad for her, she had been through so much at such a young age. It must have been difficult for her to move from place to place. Her situation made me try to understand her hostility towards me, but her outburst left me reeling a little, every other person was receptive, so why her? Why that reaction? I internally chuckled.It appears being around James seemed to get the girls irritated. Both the girls at the academy and now his sister.What was even more hilarious was the fact that I wasn’t actually his girlfriend, but they kept making it seem like I was. Or at least that was what their jealousy was fueled by.I once asked James why everyone thought I was his girlfriend, and his reply was vague as expected.His words “you can’t blame them, people hardly see me wit
Liya’s POVCandice met my gaze, “Why so silent? Cat got your tongue?” She said, a smug smile on her face. I released her, still somewhat in shock.Had James told her I was mated to the triplets? But that was definitely not the reason for her initial hatred towards me. Instead of overthinking, I decided to just ask her.“How do you know I’m mated to the triplets?” I quizzed, narrowing my eyes at her. She snorted, “I uncovered your secret, haven’t I?”There had to be someone reason why she was this hostile to me and I had to find out why. If it were someone else, I wouldn’t bother, but for some reason, I didn’t because she was Jame’s sister.“That does not answer my question Candice. I’m not going to ask again, how do you know I’m mated to the triplets?” I countered, taking an intimidating step towards her.Her eyes darted around the room, searching for a quick escape. I smiled, analyzing her thoughts. The door obviously was not an option because I had my back to it, and the windows wer
Liya’s POVA wave of relief washed over me as Candice and I laughed at her sarcastic joke, we had succeeded in forming a truce, one I hoped would last forever.I could use a female friend, one who was honest and fierce as Candice. I needed someone who would be completely transparent with me and would have my back no matter what.“You know, I initially thought you were one of those girls that had a crush on James and hated seeing me around him, before he introduced you to me as his sister. Then I realized you were just being protective of him.”“He’s just been through so much and I want him to be happy. I want him to be safe as well. And he seems to like you a lot, I wanted to make sure you’re not out to hurt him,” Candice explained softly.“I won’t, James has been there for me, ever since I knew him. More than anything, I want him to be happy and safe as well. He could use a break from all the fighting.”The sound of the rough wooden door creaking open made us both jump. James stood i
Liya’s POVThe cheers echoed through the chrowd, a sense of togetherness washing over the pack. James, a wide grin on his face, nudged me with his elbow. "Looks like you've won them over, Liya."I chuckled, a sense of satisfaction warming my chest. "Seems so," I replied, returning his playful nudge. "Though, I wouldn't mind a little less drama next time."Anya, her eyes sparkling with amusement, chimed in. "Drama is what keeps life interesting, wouldn't you agree?"I rolled my eyes with a playful smile."Maybe for some," I replied. "But honestly, all I want is a decent night's sleep without worrying about rogue wolf attacks or accusations of treachery."Anya patted my shoulder, "Well, peace and quiet might be a bit of a tall order, but we'll do our best to keep the drama to a minimum."James, a wide grin splitting his face, nudged me with his elbow. "See, Liya? All it takes is a little near-death experience and a shared hatred for arrogant princes to bring people together."I chuckled
Liya’s Pov.Ever since Gunter saw me with Hunter and Ryder, he has been acting weird around me. Although, we had talked, I could tell he was still walking on egg shells around me.How could he even think I wanted just the two of them and not him? It was both funny and absurd at the same time.I decided to look for him, so I could speak to him and clear his doubts.Where could he be? My eyes scanned the room to see if I would be able to catch a glimpse of him, but everywhere I turned to was filled up with strange faces.I kept walking, trying by best to avoid contact with anyone. I walked until I stumbled Into a room, immediately closing the door and banging my head on it showing just how frustrated I was.It did not take long before I started hearing moans. It seemed l has barged into a room with people having sex."Sorry," I said trying my best to tender an apology and then trying to open the door. My eyes had merely scratched a bit of the view of the couple who were on the bed, and
Gunter’s POVLiya's smile, though small and heartbreaking, was the last flicker of light before she succumbed to the very darkness she had eradicated.The glow of her fur was dimmed, and it slowly disappeared as she allowed it to swallow her whole. Panic clawed at my throat.This couldn't be it. Not after everything we'd been through. “No. No. You can’t fucking leave us Liya! Not now, not ever!” I growled, holding her limp wolf form in my arms.My wolf felt disoriented, it was as good as death. Why was fate so cruel? Why would it take her from us again? Especially now, when everything was fine.It was depressing that my mate had to sacrifice herself, so others would live. My wolf howled within me, a loud and sad sound that reverberated the grief I felt within.We were a mess. Rage and despair twisted our features, a sight that chilled the onlookers to the bone.We snarled like cornered animals, ready to rip apart anything that dared approach Liya's still form.We'd fought tooth and na
Liya.Jafar's grin was a chilling sight, a cruel reflection of the devastation he'd unleashed.The cages groaned open, spilling forth a tide of snarling, monstrous figures. My heart hammered a frantic rhythm against my ribs, fear a cold weight in my gut.The monsters were too much. I paled as I recalled the ones outside, currently killing more people. If these ones were to get out, it would be a disaster. It all had to end, here and now.We formed a tight circle, backs pressed together, silver weapons gleaming in our hands.I was in between Gunter and Ryder, who was beside Hunter. “We need to kill him first.” I muttered under my breath.Jafar watched us, his amusement evident. "Pathetic," he drawled, his voice dripping with venom. "Preparing to fight against your own kind. This is what happens when you mess with a vampire's vengeance."I mentally rolled my eyes. Like the vengeance wasn’t unfairly directed towards us.“The only way to kill a vampire is to stab his heart with a wooden s
Jafar.The world spun as the weight of his words crashed down on me. Executed? My beautiful Charlotte, gone? The air in the cage seemed to thin, making it difficult to breathe.I roared continuously; a sound laced with a primal grief that echoed through the damp stone walls.They snarled at the cage, fangs bared and claws extended. Laughter, cruel and mocking, filled the air. My vision blurred with a mix of rage and tears, a dangerous mix that simmered within me.Days bled into weeks, then months. The damp, dark dungeon became my new reality. They threw scraps of food at me, barely enough to keep me alive. But that wasn't their worst torture.One day, a lean werewolf with a nervous glint in his eyes entered my cage. He was the pack "doctor," tasked with experimenting on me. He shoved vials filled with strange, glowing liquids of different colors into my mouth.The concoctions were vile, some burning my throat like molten fire, others leaving me with a metallic tang that lingered for d
Liya.The air around me was heavy with tension as I approached the triplet’s tents. I could hear them bickering and it gave me intense joy. It was fun to watch them argue like children, especially when it came to matters concerning me.Ever since I was attacked by the vampire, they’ve been acting like my parents, always hovering around me and dictating what I should and shouldn’t do. However, unlike before, this time they were more open to what I wanted and what I didn’t want.I stood by the entrance of their room and was about to enter when I saw Gunter leave the room angrily.The argument must have been pretty serious for him to leave like that, he didn’t even spare a single glance at me.The room suddenly went silent as I strode into the tent, everyone staring at me like I had grown a second head.“Liya, what are you doing here?” Hunter asked, his eyes piqued with curiosity.“Nothing, Uhm.. you see… well, I came to pay you guys a visit.” I stuttered.“A visit?” Ryder repeated, furr
Jafar’s POV“We met under the full moon. She had just transformed, and I was hunting for dinner.” I started, my heart constricting with the grief that had aged in a matter of a few months, more than I have in the thousands of years I had lived.The irony of it all still stings. Hunger had led me to her clearing, an unexpected encounter that would rewrite my entire existence. But fate, it seems, has a cruel sense of humor.She was breathtaking under the moon's glow, her fur shimmering silver, eyes glowing with a primal energy that both terrified and enthralled me.Our fight was brief, more of a ruffle, and intentional physical contact than a true battle. When I finally pinned her down, expecting the usual snarls and threats, I was met with wide, curious eyes and a hesitant question."Why are you hunting in our land?" she'd asked, her voice a melody that resonated deep within me.I should have fled then, vanished into the night before the truth could complicate things. But something hel
Liya’s POVOver the next few days, the triplets were very reluctant to leave me. They’d come up with one excuse or the other each time I wanted them to leave.Some of them made sense, while other were just so ridiculously bizarre, they’d leave me speechless. One time, I wanted to soak in a bath, but they said they’d stay with me, in case I drowned.“There’s no way in hell I’m letting you stay with me while I soak in a bath.” I had told them, with a slight scowl on my face.“Good thing we are not in hell then.” Hunter had retorted. I looked between them, wondering what they were up to.If I was to soak in a bath, I’d be fucking naked. I was not ready for that kind of sexual tension. It’s bad enough as it is – when we work together in their study. Alone.The days were somewhat peaceful, but we all knew that there was danger lurking. Those few days were just the calm before the storm.And sure enough, the storm came. Raging and unapologetic.One of the guards in charge of the border patr
Liya’s POVThe forest floor felt welcoming beneath my throbbing back, the cool night air a balm on my sweat-slicked skin. But the triplets wouldn't hear of it.Apparently, a near-death experience with a vengeful vampire wasn't enough to convince them I was perfectly fine.Note the extreme sarcasm.I knew I was a bit weak, but I was fine. It was nothing serious.I had to remind them I had been doing fine on my own before our paths crossed again, but I knew that would start a war I wasn’t ready for. So I just let them do what they want and played along with it."Hospital," Ryder declared, his voice leaving no room for argument. "Now.""Guys, seriously," I groaned, pushing myself up to a sitting position. "I'm fine. Just a few scratches and a bruised ego, courtesy of Mr. Fangs-a-lot."Gunter knelt beside me; his brow furrowed in concern. "Scratches? Liya, you were wrestling a vampire! You could be internally bleeding, and we don’t know what he could have done to you!"“We also need to ma
Liya’s POVI could feel the sting of his fangs, they were about to enter my skin, but then, a jolt of energy surged through my body. The bright light that represented the moon wolf power surged through me.This time, it was hot and fast, you could say like lightening, but slightly slower.My guess is that it felt that way because it was repelling or neutralizing whatever little poison that had entered by body through that little pinch of Jafar’s fangs.He recoiled with a hiss, his hand flying away from my throat as if burned.Confusion battled with the pain throbbing in my chest. I clawed my way to my hands and knees, gasping for breath. My lungs burned, and a metallic tang filled my mouth."What… what was that?" Jafar snarled, his voice laced with a newfound tremor. "Why are you not turning?"Slowly, painfully, I pushed myself to my feet. My body ached like I'd been hit by a truck, but I was still standing. Still breathing. Still me.Ha-ha! His little magic didn’t work this time.I m