This is surely not the end of things. What happened after Curtis made his move on Sianna? Tune in to find out. Lots of love.
***VANCE'S POV*** Blayne returned to the pack by midday. He stormed into my office, ranting and raging. He told Cleopatra to stay at the border, and a tent was prepared for her and her two ambassadors, along with food. After two days, another thirty of her rogues were permitted to arrive but camp outside the borders at the same spot. There was a stream nearby for them to bathe in. I sat in my executive chair scanning through the documents that she gave to Blayne to present to me. It was well written and the arrangement was right. Her references to old pack laws were strongly emphasized in her petition. “Untamable, wild, and stubborn as hell!” Blayne paced back and forth growling and grumbling like a madman. “Rrrrrr!” Duke was doing his rounds with Sianna. She made a list of to-dos where Duke would be her henchman for a few days. We got home last night from our blissful honeymoon. The memories were keeping me through my hectic day. Until, I had to be stuck with a grumpy werewolf who
***Sianna’s POV*** My blood was ablaze and I was ready to kill. It’s not that Gail was his ex, but it was her act of trying to use her sex appeal to sway some compassion from Vance. Then, when I gripped her to teach her a lesson, he held me back and Duke took her ten feet away from me. Does he still love this woman? “Are you trying to kill me because I’m his ex-girlfriend, Luna?” Gail spat out contemptuously, Duke held one of her arms behind her back tightly. Even though he made sure to apply ample pressure to cause her pain, she still found the gall to mock me. “Then you might as well kill Esme too. She fucked him up to the day before he met you!” All this time Helios was trying to tell his daughter to shut her mouth. This one was obviously one of the spoilt ones. “Gail, shut the fuck up.” Duke with the palm heel of his hand, pulled her up and stroked her just below her chin, snapping her head back and knocking her out. “That’s enough out of you!” This was sufficient to convict h
***Vance’s POV*** As soon as Sianna fell into a deep slumber, I slowly rolled her off me without waking her. I figured that she would be washed with fatigue from the traveling of yesterday. I took one of my shirts and rested it above her head so that the scent of me would imply that I was there with her, comforting both her and her wolf. Containing my wrath was impossible. My wolf was hell-bent on killing Curtis. I wanted to rip his throat out the minute Sianna revealed his traitorous actions. He obviously did not intercept the message that I had visibly sent that Sianna was MINE! It was now my prerogative to make him suffer, to make him wish his mother had locked her legs and refused to push him out for him to be born. Blayne had gotten Curtis in the dungeon when I commanded him through the mind-link. I put on black jeans and a tight-fitting black t-shirt and headed there. Black clothes handled blood better. I started my jeep and drove the short ride. No time was wasted greeting
Sianna’s POV Bursting into the pack house, I was like a mad woman going to war. Throwing the office door open to meet Vance in a meeting with Duke and Blayne. Both men raised eyebrows at me, but ignoring them, I walked in looking Vance in the face, trying to read the expression on his face. The impassiveness of his nature was sometimes annoying to me, but it worked for him as an autocratic figure. Around 10 a.m., the sun had already begun to illuminate the sky with its brilliant yellow rays when I woke up. When I noticed that Vance wasn't at home, I assumed that he would be blaming Curtis for what he had done. Moreover, the worried phone call sent my alarm gauge higher. In an effort to stop him, I hurriedly showered, drank some orange juice, and came over here, but it seemed that he had already performed his heinous act. He sat there, cool as ever. When he blinked up at me from his desk, he smiled silkily, "Hi sweetheart." I rolled my eyes, giving him daggers, and slammed at him th
UNKNOWN POV Sianna walked through the café doors. The guy behind the counter greeted her enthusiastically. I snickered in disgust at the way she carried on as if she was miss freaking universe. I could hear all that they were saying. I ate my fudge and bit into my donut pretending to be an idle customer. I started coming here after I heard about her being our next Luna. The owner told me that she had quit working here and transitioned back to the clinic where her mother worked especially with the baby coming. That’s because they know me. First, it was Curtis that she stole, and after I managed to get into the Alpha’s bed, here she came stealing another man away from me. The hatred that I have been hoarding for that bitch cannot be explained. She was one of those high and mighty, popular and model-like females who believe they own everything. It irritates me to no end when she acts so innocent. That fucking man-stealing whore! On another note, I can’t believe that the idiot failed
*SIANNA'S POV* It’s been a while since I saw Tara. I had to go back to the clinic because being under my mom’s supervision made Vance feel better about my health and safety. Curtis was still in his coma at the Crimson Hyde Pack and I meant what I said about cutting ties with him. Entrusting his mate to take care of him is what’s in the best interest of everyone. He will miss being an elite, but I am sure that my brother-in-law will find a suitable position for him in the pack. Lately, Vance has been introducing me into his line of business and I’ve helped with international meetings by hosting them online. He promised that after the baby is born and I could manage to travel, he would take me to visit some of the companies and get to know his executives. But for now, I should focus on myself and the baby. The pack house was being operated smoothly and Keisha and I have been trying hard to help Blayne with Cleopatra. He’s not the same Blayne that I was used to. He is so cute when he
*BLAYNE’S POV* “Gamma Blayne, we have a rogue child by the west border. She’s feral and demanding to get through.” Warrior Thatcher mind-linked. “Seize her. I am on my way.” I was at the training grounds with my elites and warriors as they practice new sparing methods to improve their defenses. “I have to take care of something. Continue until I return. Wade is in charge.” I shifted into my coffee brown wolf and ran to the Grayline Patrol Station at the west border. It took me ten minutes to get there. Rogues showed up all the time but they know better than to misbehave. Our patrol warriors knew that any resistance to abide by the rules for entrance is immediate termination. Because not all rogues are good or sane. Warrior Thatcher would rather avoid my fury by having me make the decision regarding the child than risk it. Since this was a child, I was hoping that she was not one of those rogues that I would have to eradicate. Killing children is not something that I do, unless und
*SIANNA’S POV* The red on his face showed that he was steaming to blow. The heat of Cleo's words was bouncing around like vapor molecules in the chamber of his head, and the steaming gas blustered from his ears. There was nothing cool about Blayne. He was the most hot-headed one out of the three most powerful men in our pack. Blayne was the one that always wanted a fight and never backed down. Once he was riled up, he influenced Vance and Duke in quickening their tempers too. Cleo had a strong personality, was blunt, and spoke from the heart. Once she stood for something, that stance was rigid. I admired her character. In my perception, she could keep Blayne in line and calm him down. If they could ever get along, she would be a good fit for Blayne. The divine scent of pumpkin mixed with pine trees hit my nose, my wolf wagged her tail in my head and I turned to see Vance entering the café. I was ecstatic to see him with the impulse to run into his arms. My wolf purred and cooed, tu
-VANCE’S POV-Looking up from the laptop with concern, I found Sianna sultrily shimmying out of her dress. My lips parted to the slightest bit and my cock hardened. Our wanton eyes clashed. She raised a brow at me and sashayed her sexy body towards me.The conference was still going on and I couldn’t let them see her in that incredibly salacious lingerie, but I couldn’t take my heated eyes off her.“I came to join the meeting.” She teased in such a sexy way that made a growl slip from me.The soft lines of her hips and thighs had my cock stiffening in my pants. Her hips swayed in that sheer lingerie set in black lace with a crotchless G-string. The rosy nipples of her round breasts peeked through the matching bralette and a choker adorned her neck.The culmination of all my impulses was the need to latch onto those nipples with my lips, suck on them, and bite them down until she released that startled, demanding moan. My cock desired mainly one thing.Her.My addiction. I need to touc
-SIANNA’S POV-“Can we go home now,” Venus hoarsely pleaded with harlequin eyes, sitting up in the hospital bed of the bright sun-filled room. “I could eat some burgers, fries, and a coke.” Her gaze flickered from me to her Dad. “I’m starving.”Miriam, Marlena, Vance, Hailey, Mom, and I laughed as she said that. A sigh of relief left me as I looked at my daughter who was back to her old self after receiving the antidote. A lot of love flowed through the room.It’s been two weeks since she has been comatose. Can you imagine how thrilled I was when my mate told me about the antidote to get all of the kripling’s blood out of her system? We arranged everything for the next day.Just the sight of my daughter was enough to clog my throat with tears. Mom’s slender hand was warmly in mine as Marlena and Miriam helped Venus awaken from her coma. Vance held my shoulders, standing behind me. Hailey chewed her nails, ruining her manicured fingers.“We’re almost done, princess,” Vance stated, nonc
-VANCE’S POV-A thin smile curled my lips to see him being the usual hot-blooded Gamma that he was. Instead of thinking of himself, Blayne was coercing me into another battle. Contrarily, I preferred to fix the rift between me and my Luna. There was no anger or burning sensation in the link of the mate bond, but it did not mean that she was not still upset with me.“No.” I finally answered him. “We killed their king and generals. The Supernatural Triad Council’s gatekeepers are searching for Squiggles.” I deciphered. “The werelions will be humbled by their loss and the drastic reduction in their population. It will take years before they wage war against us. It is at that time that my generation will eliminate them.”“All planned out, huh?” Blayne scowled with disappointment. Even with his limp, he managed to keep up with me.“Yep.” I dictated as we made it to the top and sniffed the air. My eyes narrowed slightly as my face wrinkled up. “You smell cheesy, Blayne. Take a few days off.
-VANCE’S POV-Approximately one hundred of our warriors lined the gray plateau at the summit of the cliff, southwest of the territory. Awe-inspiring scenery can be seen here thanks to the panoramic view of the horizon and the thundering waterfall to the right which plummets directly into the ocean.Given its natural beauty and the absence of unpleasant recollections of bloodshed, it would be a pity to tarnish the region's unblemished history today.It was the Black Ops Patrol Station at the end of Beacanview Forest that alerted Raj of our visitors. Undoubtedly, he must have gotten the word to Blayne, or maybe Blayne beat it out of him. Either way, he was not supposed to be working.“Oh damn!” I inspected my battered Gamma up and down before we went down the granite cliffside trail. “You look worse than Freddy Krueger.”My heart went out to him and, oh boy, I was thrilled that he was alive. Although, he was disobeying my orders.Blayne was in black gym shorts with his blistered top shi
-THIRD PERSON’S POV-Venus and Vaheed sat around the breakfast nook. Vaheed was busy on his phone while Venus was reading the Brew'n Herald Newspaper. The paper was previously brought in by Zuzu and she flew away to have her morning flight in the forest.“The investigation update was posted on the front page. Turns out that the kriplings only attacked us. The vampires and witches were not attacked.” Venus highlighted with her harlequin-green eyes fastened to the paper.“Who cares? Dad’s dealing with it.” Vaheed shrugged, finding his phone more entertaining.Venus was disturbed by his uncaring attitude. “Those things were pretty powerful and they hurt me. How can you say that?”Understanding that his words hurt his twin sister’s feelings, Vaheed put his phone on the table and patted her on the shoulder. “Vee, you are safe now. Dad will make sure that they don’t hurt us again.”Venus sighed, gulped down her dose of halo-moon serum from the vial on the table, and went back to flipping th
-SIANNA’S POV-“I wanted to know what my punishment is.” Valen petulantly said as he continued descending the stairs, freshly showered.“Not a good time, Valen,” Vance told him without looking behind. I turned around and picked up a magazine from the center table, blindly flipping over pages.“Well, aren’t you going to give it to me tonight?” Valen pressed with hands in his jeans pockets.“Why are you so eager?” I continued scrolling the page with brewing agitation. “Do you think we’ll go easy on you?”“It’s not that, Mom.” Valen approached the couch, sheepishly. “I just wanted to start it right now.”“Why?” I flipped my head around and turned my body on the couch to scrutinize his face properly.“My punishment will end on Friday and there’s a party at Benji’s house on Saturday,” Valen dared to mention, battling an inner monologue.I glared at him. “You have the gall to tell me that you intend to go to a party when your father has just brought you back from an unapproved outing.”“Go
-SIANNA’S POV-“I’m sorry, Mom.” Valen expressed his regret as he entered the foyer of our home with Vance. He did not let me lash out at him for his recklessness.Automatically, I placed my hand over my heart. My entire body slumped in relief as I exhaled heavily. Still, he was going to get the hot seat.I sat in the living room on the long U-shape black leather couch with my head turned in his direction. “Valen, I can’t accept that apology until you explain to me what the hell was going through your head.”Vance stood by the Faux Marble White console table with a gold base, allowing me to handle our son's latest escapade. He would also feel the scourge of my tongue later.It was a little before sunset that Vance and the team went back to the aircraft carrier ship. The journey to Dark Wolverson was long from Oscianever Loch of the Pacific Ocean and so it was the next day in the afternoon when they arrived home. I fretted the entire sleepless night, watching the hours and praying that
-VANCE’S POV-My razor-sharp teeth flashed through the cold smile that I sent to Assad when Raj kneed Tygart into his crotch. Tygart’s eyes went as round as saucers as he dropped his knife, protectively clutched both hands before his family jewels, and fell to his knees. He was as vulnerable as a newly hatched chick coming out of its shell.In a rapid dash, Raj picked up the weapon and slit his neck. Tygart fell on his side and clutched his blood-leaking throat as his life slipped away right before his king and brother.Assad wrestled like crazy to be freed from my grip to no avail. He was powerless and helpless. The defeat eliminated any spark in his orange eyes. “We surrender,” his voice was a hoarse croak.“It doesn’t work like that, trog.” I gritted to Assad as fury rose, burning through my veins.In the meantime, muscles bulged in Kodjo's pallid neck as he ground his teeth in frustration, refusing to relent. As the tenuous seconds ticked by, his breathing labored during the kickb
-VANCE'S POV-Nyx returned in an ethereal white glow and spat out a dead fizzing repulsive form of a kripling and laid it down on the deck of the only ship left intact. He shook his large white head, flashing out his tongue at the distaste of the creature.Nyx set afire the dead kripling that burns into cinders. One down. Two to go. Next, Zuzu, materialized on the deck with the necromancer in one claw and a flailing Assad in the other."Tell her to take them to the shoreline of the first island," I told Valen, and he directed his guardians to do so.With that, all the jets altered their destination to Holmeva Ferney Islands. We found a clearing and managed to land.Alongside five elite warriors, Duke, Raj, Marlena, Valen, Devin and I trotted through a scanty area of bayberry and beach plum trees to the beach. My elites stood behind the criminals with their artillery leveled at them while we stood in front of them.The sea air arrived with a lofty nostalgic draft as blood, death, and s