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*****TRIGGER WARNING****** If you have ever lost a baby, you might want to skip this chapter.***** *SIANNA’S POV* When my eyes opened, I was in a void with only water and the blue and white sky surrounding me. My feet were covered in the endless lake up to my ankle. The atmosphere was serene with the circulation of good spiritual energy. Before me were a hundred mirrors hanging in the air, showcasing people interacting around each other and just being themselves. When I gazed at one, in particular, an elderly cream-skinned woman with silver hair smiled back at me. Almost as though she could see me standing there. "Follow me," she said. I looked behind me to see if anyone else was there, and then back at her. Still, she beckoned me to come inside the mirror. I raised my right hand and with my index finger pointed to my chest. Me? She nodded. Holy crap! She could actually see me. Curiosity got the better of me so I moved toward the mirror. A sequence of little waves appeared on the
*VANCE’S POV* Marlena conducted the ritual and I observed. Chloe's body elevated into the air amidst the sparkling dust. When she broke the spell, I vomited the contents of the potion and it felt like my intestines were also expelled. The cursed symbol disappeared from my body leaving me lightheaded. Blayne motioned to hold me up but I dismissed his assistance, indicating that I could manage on my own footing. Chloe revived and as the magical tie became undone, she screamed in pain from the crevices in her soul as everything slowly severed. For me, it was like being in a pool of darkness with a spiritual presence looming over me. I experienced a torturous pulling toward the spot where Chloe levitated in the air, but it lessened as Marlena continued to chant her spell. “Vance, don’t do this! Please!” Her voice awakened more disgust in me. I could not wait to send her to hell. My wolf's canine aggression rocketed within me, waiting on edge to tear her to pieces. Marlena finished h
*SIANNA’S POV* The funeral was arranged within two days. Mom and Rionna stayed at my house to help me through everything. They made the arrangements and could only accommodate three hundred people at the interment. Pack members sent their condolences and the living room was filled with flowers and gift cards from sympathetic greeters. It was difficult coping with the sadness in my heart but speaking to our mothers kept me from dwelling on the worst that had already passed. The pain lodged in my heart and it felt like it was permanent. The pack was mourning too and the atmosphere was dull and cloudy. Many of them howled dolefully on the day that they felt their future leader’s death. This day was not one that I could be fully prepared for. Dad with his motivational speech encouraged me to be strong and take it a minute at a time. I was distressed. Making sure that my make-up concealed my puffy eyes, I added enough make-up to hide how dreadful my appearance had altered from overwhe
*SIANNA’S POV* The house does not feel the same since Vance left three weeks ago. It is huge and the suffocating silence is unbearable. Touching base with Duke and Blayne was my way of knowing the daily reports and activities of the pack. Using my Luna command on my friends and relatives was harsh, but Vance needed to understand the consequences of his actions. I am not going to lie, because it was torture without him here. I missed him, and when I cry at nights, it ached more because he was the only comfort that my wolf wanted. I’m falling apart but I continue to treat Vance with disinterest because right now, our relationship was deep in the trenches. I hope that our parents, Hailey and Duke will forgive me for swearing them to silence, while I dealt Vance his punishment. They are the only people allowed to come on the property. Mom stops by every night to check in with me and sometimes she stays over. Although Hailey and I speak frequently, she is focusing on her relationship w
*SIANNA’S POV* “Why is Jazmine here?” I turned to ask Rohan, who doesn’t seem to know the answers. He folded his lips and shook his head with obvious guilt. “Don’t let me Luna command you!” Whimpering, he replied in a shaky voice, “She was brought in by Gamma Blayne for treason against the High Alpha and as an accomplice in the dea…..” He paused to choose his words with care, “your son.” “How?’ I inquired, ready to blow. Jazmine was the last person that I expected to be the mysterious prisoner. I thought that it could have been Esme or another one of Vance’s ex-lovers. Shrugging with hunched shoulders, “I don’t know. Only Gamma Blayne and Alpha Vance are allowed in this room.” Turning to face the barefaced prisoner, I firmly inquired, “What have you done? Tell me how you helped Chloe.” “I don’t know what you are talking about!” Her reply was synthetic, and in a way like she did not understand her plight. “This is the second time that I am asking you, what part did you play in th
*CURTIS POV* Floating around a dark space for months had my mind frazzled. I awaken in an unknown setting, staring at the perforated metal ceiling tiles of white-painted galvanized steel. The same ones that met my vision each time I regained consciousness. I surveyed my room and slipped right back into the darkness. My body was not able to maintain being awake for an extended period. My healing progress has been extremely slow. I am quite sure that days have passed, maybe weeks. Time was something that I could not keep up with. Not until I was fully recovered to maintain my consciousness and get out of this bed. I prayed that today was that day. The beeping of the monitor and the equipment in the modular ward indicated that I was in a hospital. I swore that I had died and gone to werewolf heaven as the fuzzy recollections began to come together in my head. Gradually, I try to comprehend, but it will take time. My name is Curtis Black, so at least I know who I am. I think about my p
-VANCE’S POV* The big day had arrived. The white clouds drifted lazily in the soft breeze at midday, dabbing the azure sky and blazing with the fire of the lucent sun to commemorate the day's auspiciousness. Today, one hundred and twenty-eight people will join our pack after multiple postponements. Everyone except Sianna was present for the ceremony, which was scheduled to begin in half an hour. At my side, standing to receive our newest members is where she should be, yet she was avoiding me still. Threatening to cut all ties with me. Living at the pack house was absurd and miserable. In my opinion, her attitude was overdramatized. Every day, my thoughts sank me into the quicksand of our rifted relationship. But today compelled me to focus on this momentous occasion. Cleopatra had sent messengers to the rest of the rogues in the Regant Mountains to come to the territory. They stood here before me in our temple. The Elders and I were dressed in our ceremonial robes at the Ritual
*VANCE’S POV* This was just fucking ridiculous! It’s been three months and I can’t go home yet. Sianna is being hard-headed and point-blank unreasonable. I did not have sex with anyone. I have been faithful to her since I found her to be my fated one. I drove my fist through the television screen and kicked the half-broken couch through the window, breaking the glass panes. This was the last thing in my room at the pack house that was not damaged. Winter had come and gone. Even so, my fill was unsatisfied. At this rate, I was certain to completely wreck the entire pack house. Searching in the room for something else to smash, but everything was already demolished. Can I blow up something? Or can I simply end this damnable world? My rage will not subdue and it was rotating within me to develop into a full-fledged tropical cyclone. I was overworked and drinking like a damn alcoholic. This was bringing me to a breaking point where I just want to storm over there, tie her to the bedpos
-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