************Jason POV***********
The moment I walked into the dining room, I met Nero sitting at the table, and when his eyes locked with mine, he slightly frowned.
"Morning," Nero abruptly mumbled, taking a sip of his drink.
"How's Blake?" I uttered out loud, forgetting to say it in my head as I planned.
Silence fell between us as his eyes stared back at me cold and unwavering.
Then he suddenly stood from his seat, drank the rest of his drink, and hit the mug on the table.
"What's been going on in your mind lately?" Nero asked as he walked towards me, his eyes cold as steel.
*****************Blake POV************ Swaying my gaze off Nero, I met Luna's eyes and said, "Yeah, Jason takes good care of me, so I don't need to indebt myself at a price that I can't pay." "I'm not asking you to pay me," Loki said, frowning slightly with his eyes on mine. Why he was trying this hard to suddenly be my dad after learning that my wolf had woken up was just suspicious in all the ways, and that made me want to stay far away from him. But then again… mother. "And I'm not asking for your money!" I mumbled. After staring at me for a while, Loki walked away, storming out of the classroom. "See you tonight." Luna's voice dragged my gaze back on Nero and her. With a smile on his lips, he stroked her cheek and said, "Sure." After watching Luna walk away, Nero looked my way, but I cast my gaze on the desk and allowed myself to go numb. After Nero's class was over, Jason and I left the room, and I didn't dare look back at him, knowing that I would only be breaking my hea
****************Luna POV***********The calm music playing, the laughter of the guests, and the small chit-chat, all these sounds pissed me off.Standing in this hall and smiling with people is annoying as fuck. But what annoyed me, even more, is that Nero is late, and he's the reason that I am even here.Dad suddenly caring about Blake is the most frustrating thing that could happen to me right now, and it has been messing up my head like crazy.This party is the biggest insult dad can throw at my face, and if I wasn't still in a submissive position, I would have rained hell tonight.Feeling like I was about to explode from the rage that I have been suppre
****************Blake POV***********This house has been so much hell for me that walking back in it makes the hair on my neck stand and my heart double its beat.When Jason and I arrived inside the ballroom, I felt awkward being here. In the past, I was our family's shame and they weren't proud to show me off, so I didn't get to attend the fancy party.That's why I went crazy using Nero's card to purchase this dress that had a lot of zero on the price tag, and I kind of am hoping that he never asked me about the price or the large sum of money that is missing from the card because I can not pay him back.Tonight, I didn't want to look or be pathetic because my childhood was, my love life is, and that's how I
*****************Jason POV**********After noticing Loki walk into the room without Blake, I felt a rise of fear, and my gaze remained glued to the doorway.Finally, I saw her, walking through the door, and I slowly inhaled, feeling a sense of calmness wash over me.Subconsciously, I felt my lips pulled upward as Blake walked further into the room and approached me."So…" I mumbled, meeting her eyes."We are going to stay a bit longer," Blake said with a shaky smile. "Is that okay with you?""Sure,""Thanks,"&nb
**************Nero Pov************The silence in the hall was loud as Blake glared at Luna and said, "There! Is that enough proof for you!"After her remark, I could feel Luna's eyes on me, but my gaze was on Blake as I tried to make sense of the kiss and get my anger under control.Swaying her focus off Luna, she glared at Noble and said, "I'm fine with the mate that I have, and there is zero attraction between your son and me. But I hope he finds the one for him. However, it's not me!""I, Killain will not take such disrespect from the Hayes family! Do you sis…" Killian shouted, pausing when his father threw him a side-eye.But I wanted to h
*************Blake POV*********The thought of skipping a class wasn't something I thought to be doing. But the less of Nero that I see, the more quickly I could forget about him.Last night was the worst, and this morning was even more terrible. Jason had not spoken a word to me, and I did the same because I felt ashamed that I used him at the party.Also, he and Nero weren't speaking to each other either, and I feel like it has something to do with me. But then again, it could be more than that."Blake!" I heard the instructor call out my name, and I slowly raised my eyelid.Ignoring his call, I kept my head on the desk and shut my eyes, feeling tired to
**********Luna POV*********** Nothing had been the same in this house since Blake went through her so-called transformation. My father and mother had grown a bit distant, and although they hadn't fought, I knew that the words they were holding back could start a war within the pack. "Dad!" I shouted, stopping at the steps when I saw him grab the front door handle. "Luna!" My father mumbled, turning around to face me with a weak smile on his face. With my eyes fixed on his, I walked down the last two steps and hurried over to him. "Where are you going?" I asked, grinning at him. Of cours
************Jason POV**********We haven't spoken to each other, Nero and I. We ignored each other this morning, and I still can not believe a day like this exist.Blake is avoiding him too, and I can't stop wondering what they talked about last night. Did they argue because of the kiss? Is that why Nero wasn't talking to me?I was mad at him for lying to me and keeping things about Blake and him from me for this long and that I had to find out from her. But what was his reason for looking so pissed this morning?Staring down at my boots, I took a deep breath, and then my phone vibrated in my back pocket.After getting it out, I looked at Harley's nam
As I descended the stairs, the smell of fresh coffee greeted me. Jason was in the kitchen, pouring a cup for himself. He looked up as I entered, a warm smile on his face."Morning," he said, his voice gentle. "I made coffee.""Thank you," I replied, taking the cup he offered. The warmth of it seeped into my hands, a small comfort. "I appreciate it."We stood in companionable silence for a moment, sipping our coffee. The morning light filled the kitchen, creating a peaceful atmosphere that contrasted sharply with the frenzy inside me."Blake," Jason began, his voice hesitant. "I know I keep pushing this but you have been restless since yesterday... I can feel it without you telling me... every second, every time you block me out of your head, you can't stop me from feeling what your heart is going through. Are you sure you're okay? I mean, okay?"I met his gaze, the concern in his eyes evident. I wanted to reassure him, to tell him that everything was fine, but I couldn't bring myself
Blake's POVI woke to the pale light of dawn streaming through my curtains, casting a soft glow on my bedroom walls. I stretched, feeling the comfort of my warm bed cocooning me, reluctant to break free from its embrace. As I sat up, a sharp knock echoed through the quiet room, pulling me from my sleepy haze."Blake? Are you awake?" Jason's voice, laced with urgency, came from the other side of the door.I threw back the covers and reached for my robe, slipping it on hurriedly as I padded across the room. My heart pounded a little faster. Why was he here so early? I opened the door to find Jason standing there, his expression a mix of concern and frustration."Jason? What's wrong?" I asked, tightening the belt of my robe.He ran a hand through his disheveled hair, a sign that he'd been restless. "Blake, you've been blocking your mindlink from me. I can't hear your thoughts, and it's driving me insane. I can tell something's troubling you."I hesitated, looking away. "I don't know what
Nero's PovThe terminal's buzz of activity faded as we stepped out into the brisk evening air. My business partners, Victor and Raymond, chatted animatedly beside me, discussing the upcoming meeting at the resort. I nodded along, only half-listening. My mind was elsewhere, stuck on the strange encounter with the boy named Nicholas.We piled into a sleek black SUV waiting at the curb, and I slid into the back seat, the leather cool against my skin. Victor took the front passenger seat, continuing his conversation with Raymond, who was driving. They were both seasoned businessmen, used to these trips and the high-stakes negotiations that accompanied them. I should have been focused, mentally preparing for the discussions ahead, but I couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity that had struck me when Nicholas had looked up at me with those wide eyes.As we drove towards the resort, the cityscape gave way to more serene surroundings. I stared out the window, trying to piece together why
Blake's POVI stepped off the plane, the cool air of the terminal a welcome contrast to the stifling cabin. Nicholas's small hand gripped mine tightly, his eyes wide with excitement and curiosity. We maneuvered through the crowd, making our way to the immigration counters.The lady behind the counter looked up as we approached, her eyes scanning my passport. “Bella Greene?” she called, her voice smooth and practiced. “Yes,” I replied, my heart racing slightly. The name had become second nature, a part of the disguise I had maintained for years.The woman smiled warmly and then glanced down at Nicholas. “And who is this handsome little fellow?”“This is my son, Nicholas,” I said, returning her smile.She leaned forward slightly, her gaze softening. “How old are you, young man?”Nicholas beamed up at her, his pride unmistakable. “I’m eight.”The lady chuckled, handing back our documents. “Well, you have a very charming boy, Bella. Enjoy your stay.”“Thank you,” I said, taking the passp
Every fiber of my being screamed in agony as I reached out through the mindlink, desperately trying to connect with Blake. But she wasn't there. The connection was broken, severed by some unseen force, leaving me stranded in a sea of darkness, alone."Blake?" I whispered, my voice trembling with fear and desperation. But there was no response, only the echoing silence of my own mind.My wolf paced restlessly within me, its primal instincts urging me to break free from the chains that bound me, to unleash its fury upon the world. I fought against it, struggling to maintain control, but the bonds that held me were slipping, fraying with each passing moment."Nero, snap out of it!" Scarlet's voice cut through the haze of my thoughts, her words laced with urgency and concern. "You'll get yourself killed!"But I couldn't heed her warning. All I could think about was Blake. I had to find her, no matter the cost."I have to get to her," I muttered, my voice hoarse with emotion. "I have to fi
Blake POVMy body felt cold as I stood naked in front of Jason, opening the mind link between Nero and me. I felt his pain, and it was time for him to feel mine.Jason's jaws clutched, and I could see that he was fighting to restrain himself, but his wolf had always wanted me. Now that I was standing vulnerably before him, bare, his eyes darkened, his gaze burning with a mixture of desire and conflict. I could sense the tension radiating off him as he struggled to maintain control over his instincts. With the mind link open, Nero's anguish surged through me, his voice echoing in my head, "Blake, the guard took Jason away. What are you going to do with him?""Can't you feel it in my body, Nero... I am breaking our bond." I hissed back, the pain was so intense... I could hardly breathe. I could feel his fear, his anxiety, his fear of coursing through my veins."Jason... You and Jason... Blade, kill me before you do this. Blake..." Nero groaned in my head. "Please, just end me now. Don'
Jason's POVI was startled awake by the sudden commotion, the clanging of metal against metal echoing through the dimly lit cell. The guards burst in, their faces hidden behind stern masks, their intentions unclear. My heart pounded in my chest as they approached, their eyes cold and unyielding."What's going on?" Scarlett's voice trembled beside me, her hand reaching out in confusion. "Where are you taking him? Where's Blake?"Nero's voice joined hers, his tone sharp with concern. "Answer us! Where are you taking Jason?"But the guards remained silent, their grip firm as they yanked me off the chains that bound me. I stumbled, my legs weak from hours of confinement. Fear gnawed at my insides as I was forced out of the dungeon, the darkness of the cell giving way to the flickering torchlight of the corridor."Please," I pleaded, my voice hoarse. "Tell me what's happening. Where are you taking me?"But my words fell on deaf ears as the guards dragged me further away from Scarlett and N
As my grandfather's question hung in the air, I couldn't help but feel a sense of doubt creeping into my mind. What proof did Scarlett have? Could I trust her account of that fateful night? After all, my entire worldview had been shattered once already today."I... I don't know, Grandpa," I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. "But something just feels off about all of this. I can't explain it, but I can't shake the feeling that there's more to the story than what we've been told."My grandfather nodded solemnly, his expression mirroring my uncertainty. "Trust your instincts, Blake. They will guide our family for generations after I am gone. So remember, as the next leader of our pack, you cannot afford to trust easily. There are those who would seek to deceive and manipulate you for their own gain."His words struck a chord within me. Was I truly ready to take on the responsibility of leading our pack, especially in the midst of such turmoil and uncertainty? Did I even want th
I stormed through the dimly lit corridors of the mansion, my mind a tumultuous storm of conflicting emotions. Each step I took echoed through the empty halls, a stark contrast to the chaos raging inside me. As I reached Loki's cell, I could hear the faint sound of chains rattling, and I scowled.Pushing open the heavy door, I was met with the sight of Loki, chained up in the corner of the room, bruises marring his once proud features. His eyes widened in fear and desperation as he caught sight of me, and he lunged forward, only to be yanked back by the chains that bound him."Blake, please, spare me," he pleaded, his voice raw with desperation. "I... I'm your father. I didn't mean for any of this to happen.""Okay," I said blankly. I didn't feel like hearing his pathetic apology. After everything that had been done to me over the years... what right did I have to pity him or offer even a tiny shred of care to anyone? Even to myself. And certainly not to him. Not after everything. Lok