Storm's POV.Ari stood by the packhouse railing and watched our father keenly. It was raining. Raining didn't correctly describe the weather. It was a downpour with thunder and lightning yet I watched my brother watch our father fight most of his warriors under the rain.It wasn't like I was expecting anything different, It's been six hours since my father looked my mother in the face and said"Take a few days to pack your stuff, take half the money we have and when you are ready…leave and don't come back. The boys are old enough to come visit whenever they want and I swear to you I won't stop them. You are free. You got your wish" Since then all the Alpha did was keep busy with pack affairs or work his warriors to weary with his persistent training and drills.I wasn't blind.I could see he was clearly in pain and keeping busy was how he could survive at all. This can't be healthy but I wasn't one to point fingers since I nearly ran myself to exhaustion and almost blew up half my
"Well, suicide girl didn't exactly give him an option. He is Alpha, he has to fight her. She challenged him, remember?" Ari nodded like the load of crap I was vomiting made a lot of sense."Yeah, right…because our very own rational father goes around accepting challenges from girls I am older than and most especially girls with a recent trauma and a death wish. He is venting and he is going to hurt someone!" "Well, I wonder who he is trying to hurt" I said and looked at my mother.I expected my brother to knock some sense into me but he didn't say anything.I moved closer to Luna. What I needed to say, I couldn't say it from the distance I was standing.I saw the Luna's posture as it stiffened. It confirmed my suspicion, she was angry. "How does it feel to have blown up our family?""You don't know what you are talking about, son. This is between your father and I, stay out of it" I was a Wolf, an Alpha and I could hear Luna's increased heart beat and I saw the fact that she was n
Ari's POVAniston threw herself at the Alpha like I expected, the crazy girl just used her entire body as a weapon. I wonder what she thought she was going to achieve. She was thrice smaller than the Alpha and throwing herself at him was like a baby bird throwing her little fragile self at a missile or a rocket.It made no sense but then again with Aniston, a lot of things didn't make sense. Like how she went from a little sobbing pile of mess my little brother had to carry to his room to a menace willing to take on the strongest man in Estonia. It was like she had a death wish or something…oh crap! She does.I watched helplessly as she became a human rocket launcher and Ryan didn't try to defend himself, he simply stepped out of the way and she landed on the wet ground face first."Ouch" She murmured and sat upright.I was too shocked to do anything. Storm looked either pissed or he was struggling to pass air, I couldn't tell. He just had this look on his face.Ryan was the first pe
Ari's POV Working on the assumption that Storm knows that Aniston is my chosen mate and it was only a matter of time before such information found its way to Lee or worse, my Dad…I needed to work harder and faster to find a way to stop Ryan from pushing out Luna. Out of the numerous bad ideas I came up with, only one seemed like a good bad idea. I went in search of my Grand Uncle Chad. I went to his house near the outskirts of town near a few caves left in Bayblue. His home was secluded and wild with little to no technology in sight, it was one of the things he bumped heads with my father about. Chad Black was anti-technology. He believed wolves were abandoning the way of the olds by infusing technology with our day to day activities in Bayblue. Chad was weird in a lot of ways. He didn't believe in modern medicine or western education or the twenty-first century, and it cost him almost everything. His mate, my grandaunt Esther died during childbirth due to excessive loss of blood
Ari's POVThe inside of the house of bamboo was exactly as I remembered because before it became granduncle Chad's home, it was my grandfather's and their father's too.It was more like an ancestral home than a habitable house but Chad was as stubborn as they come and I don't think he ever forgive his late brother, my grandpa - Alpha Abbott Nocturnal Black for letting the pack catch up with the rest of the world and that hatred might have been transferred to Abbott's son Ryan, who not only brought in more technologies but agreed to share it with other neighboring packs like our powerplant and clean water Dam.To Chad, my father was a disease. A disease that was beginning to infect other packs and the hostility between them has since grown. There was the occasional family reunion whichever happened once a year where all the members of the Black family came together and pretended to stand each other like they weren't secretly planning and plotting each other's death - Ryan and uncle Cha
Chad's POV Genevieve Bull, tall. Beautiful. Dreamy eyes. with a stunning glare and the curiosity of a black cat. I stared but only briefly. I have to come up with a plan on how to break the news to her mate without triggering an ancient tradition of a duel. Where I will be required to fight Elijah for my sins, a fight to the death actually and with the goddess on his side, it was a fight I was bound to lose. Losing to him would be honorable and certainly the right thing to do but I am a Black, we hardly do the right thing and I would have to kill Elijah. Shame. He was a good Beta and partner in my scheme to regain what was rightfully mine to begin with. I returned my attention and gaze to Evie. For some reason I longed to satisfy that curiosity in her eyes. "What are you doing here, Evie?" I asked her bluntly. I was never one to beat around the bush when I could be blunt about my questions. My late mate used to joke that I had the patience of a castrated bush rat when it came t
Chad's POVI waited for the outburst, I waited for the challenge and the inaudible beat of the drums of war too. I waited for predictable shoving of chests in anger and the flashing of that legendary temper of Elijah Bull, something that would earn him another scar to show off.I simply waited and observed.Elijah Bull, second in command of Alpha Ryan and his father's successor. Only a blind man couldn't see the extent of his greed, there was no moral code or limit to his schemes, I am surprised my nephew was yet to deduce his true nature and that particular mistake was bound to stab my poor little clueless idiot nephew in the back if he is not careful enough.But I see him alright. My need to be Alpha stems from the fact that our pack was deviating from our roots…our culture. The young are beginning to forget what made us werewolves and our old are letting them. I want to be Alpha so I can rescue them from the clutches of modern technology and its hubris, from the pollution of the ou
Ari's POV After I left Chad's land, I made my way to where I parked my car.Dev was sitting on top of it, carving wood with a pen knife.She was wearing a leather jacket and jeans with a mini white shirt inside that barely covered her boobs. On her abdomen was a tattoo of the number 7 alongside a number of symbols I didn't recognize.Her hair was braided partly and she was wearing a heavy black eyeshadow that made her look like a supermodel assassin…the dangerous kind I see in overly dramatic Korean movie.Then it suddenly dawned on me, the last time I saw her was in the gym and I was in a foul mood and barking orders. And I haven't even gotten around to apologizing for what happened in Red Lycan nightclub, when I ditched her to come to Aniston's rescue."Dev""Hey" She looked up at me and got down from the car.I moved closer to her."What are you doing here?" I asked her.She came closer and handed the carved wood that looked like an arrow to me.I took it from her. It was perfect