Gaius. Holy fucking this!How could I have lost my guide and allowed this man to take me unaware?And to think that I was already aware of his antics, yet I allowed myself to relax. Maybe it was because I thought that if I alerted him to the fact that I knew what he was thinking about, that would make him back down. Little did I know that would fuel his anger instead. “No, you don’t!” I yelled at the man when he rushed over the table in an attempt to get the phone with me. That didn’t stop him. Instead, he flew over and stretched his arm to reach me. I moved my seat backward, and that was the first mistake. The chair toppled over and I found myself losing balance. Both the chair and myself were on the floor in recorded time. I hit my head against the wall and felt my eyes doubling everything in my sight. I blinked once, then twice to get out of the forge. Once I felt myself getting back to normal, I stood up as fast as I could, ready to move out of the reach of Alpha Jane’s, but I
Evelyn. My head was foggy and I couldn’t explain why. One last thing I remembered was hearing Gaius’s voice from the office where he had gone to talk with my father concerning Cyrus, then everything else went blank. Right! Gaius!As I wanted to stand up to rush to the office, I saw him beside me. “Gaius?” I called, unsure of myself for reasons I couldn’t fathom. “Welcome back.” He told me, hugging me as if his life depended on it. Welcome back? From what? Or where?Then, it all came to me in a rush. How I heard his scream and I had wanted to go to the office to help him but my brother had tried to stop me. In a fit of anger, I felt my vibe cracking and my body changing. Soon, I was in my wolfs form - something I had prayed earnestly for to happen since I turned eighteen but I didn’t get the luck. “Are you okay?” I asked him, losing myself from his embrace to look him over very well. My eyes fell on it then, the fresh bite mark on his arm. I knew without a doubt that I had done
Alpha James. For the last time, I turned to look back to see if anyone was after me, but the coast was clear. There was no sign of any other human being, nor did my wolf smell any threat around. Relaxing a bit, I dashed in the direction of Alpha Cyrus’s pack. When I got there, the guards at the gate took a look at me, then at each other, trying to see if they should let me in. I couldn’t blame them for the look because I felt like hell worn over myself. So, I didn’t need a soothsayer to alert me to the fact that I was looking very bad. Heck, my head hurt like it was being hammered and my left hand was twisted in an odd form, so I knew that I had broken the bone. Because Alpha Gaius had always been gentle and stayed away from trouble, I had assumed that it was because he was a weakling. Little did I know that I was wrong. If it hadn’t been for the distraction that happened, I was very sure I would be a dead man by now. My mind went to Roman briefly as I pondered on whether he had
Alpha Cyrus. How dare he?How dare Alpha James treat me like that after everything I had done for the man? And to think he had the audacity to come here and warn me about what he was about to do. Well, it could only mean one thing - the man was ready to die. Because there was no way I would just sit still and wait for the man to ruin everything I had managed to work out for. One word from him and everything would go up in flames. Now was not the time for me to lose everything. Especially not when I was still dealing with the consequences of the actions of his daughter. And now what? He wanted to add to my agony? He thought he could threaten me just because he knew my darkest secrets?There were no two options about it at the moment. I was going to eliminate the man before he even had the chance to blabber off what he knew. “What are you going to do about him?” Raven asked me, still hugging me tightly. “I am going to take care of things. Don’t worry yourself and just go to bed,”
Alpha Cyrus. “If you think that I wouldn’t get rid of you just because you have done evidence against me, then I would advise you to rethink that decision,” I told the man in the calmest voice I had ever mustered. “Then, go right ahead and do it.” He dared me, his eyes blazing like fire that could not be extinguished. I bent down until I was looking at him face to face. I picked up the clipper that I had dropped in a fit of rage. Then, I grabbed his hand back. While still staring at his face, I clipped the clipper against his smallest finger. The howl of pain that came with the snap of the clipper and the small finger on the floor gave me immerse satisfaction than I thought would be possible. I stood up from the floor and dropped the clipper in my hand, ignoring the clattering sound it made. “I didn’t do it!” The man pleaded when he saw me looking at his other finger. “You know what they say about dead men not being able to tell a tale?” I asked, looking at his bleeding finger a
Gaius. It has been a few days since the encounter we had with Alpha James and his son happened. After reaching out to the fourth associate to ensure that the man didn’t meet up with Alpha Cyrus, we had gotten the news later that the man had managed to connect with the callous Alpha. But about a day later, another news had gotten to us that Alpha Cyrus had thrown the man into his cell. The reason why the friendship between the two had turned sour was yet to be known to us. However, the hope that with everything that had happened would truly help in our fight against Alpha Cyrus was all we had now. Given the few days of waiting eagerly to see how the event would turn out, my wounds had healed nicely and I was no longer grunting and cursing each time I exerted those wounds or something or someone accidentally touched them. “Is the fruit okay?” I asked Evelyn who was munching on some grapes. After everything that had happened the past few days; I decided to take her out on a picnic d
Gaius. “Call Adam and tell him that there will be an emergency meeting at the hideout right now. I want everyone there, including the fourth associate, in nothing less than twenty minutes,” I told Lisa. I didn’t bother to wait for her confirmation or anything else. I hung up the call on her. “What is going on?” Evelyn asked me, looking at me questioning. I began to pack the stuff we brought out for the picnic. “The merger we tried our best to stop is going to happen now. We need to put a stop to it,” I explained to her. “What?!” She yelled, already assisting me in packing the stuff as well. In the recorded time of a minute, we were done putting everything together. I knew that we didn’t have to go very far from the garden where one of the secret entrances was. I knew that all I needed to do was just chase away the guards that were guarding us. I turned to them. “Pack all these things and get back to the mansion and wait for us there. My Luna and I will meet you there soon,” I tol
Evelyn. It was already three days after Alpha Gaius marked me as his completely, yet the shock was not yet completely over me. My hand extended to the spot where the mark rested on my neck and I blushed. “Are you sure you will be fine on your own?” My mate asked me. Even though I wanted to object and say no, I knew I couldn’t do that to him. He already explained the whole situation to me. The least I could do was try my best to be understanding. So, instead of expressing my worries and concerns, I merely nodded my head in the affirmative. “Good.” He nodded at me. Then he turned to face the entire pack members - he called everyone out on the field for a meeting - and began to address them. “I am sure everyone here knows my mate, who is your Luna, Luna Evelyn.” He began, pointing to me. “I will be going on a five day journey, and while I am gone, she will be in charge of the pack, assisted by the Beta and the Gamma. I am imploring everyone to listen to her as any words out of her m
“Evelyn, I need you to listen to me,” Gaius said, his voice low but steady, cutting through the anger consuming me. His green eyes fixed on mine, unwavering, even as my wolf bared her teeth and snarled in warning.“I can’t,” I gasped, my voice broken, almost unrecognizable. The primal force inside me surged, raw and uncontrollable, drowning out reason. My claws flexed, slicing the air as I took an instinctive step back.“You can,” Gaius cut in, stepping closer, his movements deliberate, calm. “You’re stronger than this, Evelyn. Look at me. I’m right here.”A guttural growl erupted from my throat, and before I could stop myself, I lunged. My wolf moved with blind fury, her grief a palpable force driving her.Gaius was ready. He stepped to his sides swiftly, catching my wrists mid way. His grip was strong but not harsh, a steady counter to the wildness consuming me.“Evelyn, stop!” he barked, his Alpha tone cutting through the haze like a sharp blade.But my wolf wasn’t ready to stop. S
Evelyn’s povThe room was buried in silence, heavy and suffocating. Gaius’s words lingered in the air, his promise to protect me from losing more piercing through the grief that took over my mind.But it wasn’t enough. Nothing about this felt enough.I stood abruptly, the blanket falling from my shoulders. “I can’t do this,” I said, my voice shaking with barely contained rage.“Evelyn,” Gaius started, rising to meet me, his tone cautious.“No,” I cut him off, walking towards the window, the frustration in my chest itching to be let out. “Sitting here, mourning, letting them walk away with everything they’ve taken from us—it’s not enough. It’s not me.”“You’re grieving,” he said softly, moving closer.I turned to face him, my wolf stirring beneath my skin. “And I’ll grieve later. But not now. Not while Clara’s standing there beside Roman like she’s untouchable. Not while the Council of Elders protects them and refuses to see the truth. They think they’ve won, Gaius. They think I’ll fa
Evelyn's pov“Evelyn, you need to eat something,” Gaius said softly, his voice filled with worry as he knelt beside me. His hand reached for mine, but I pulled it back, squeezing further into myself on the couch. The blanket wrapped around my shoulders felt like the only thing keeping me together.“I’m not hungry,” I muttered, my voice low.“You’ve been saying that for days,” he cut in, his tone strict now, though not unkind. “You can’t keep doing this. Your body needs—”“My body needs nothing,” I interrupted, my voice sharp as my gaze finally met his. “What’s the point, Gaius? Why does it even matter?”He flinched, but instead of arguing, he moved closer, his green eyes searching mine. “It matters because you matter, Evelyn. Don’t you see that? I can’t lose you too.”My throat tightened, the weight of his words settling over me like a heavy wood. “You deserve better than this,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “Better than me. I couldn’t even…”“Stop,” he said firmly, cutting me o
Evelyn’s povWhen I woke, the world was muted, hazy around the edges, as though I were emerging from a thick fog. The sharp ache in my body was overwhelming, radiating from my abdomen and seeping into every nerve. My lids fluttered open, and the dim light of the room filtered in, casting long shadows on the walls.The first thing I saw was Gaius, seated at my bedside. His hand clasped mine tightly, as if letting go would cause me to slip away. His face was pale, his eyes red-rimmed, his usual controlled demeanor replaced by an expression I’d rarely seen on him: anguish.“Evelyn,” he breathed, his voice breaking with relief. “Thank the moon.”I tried to speak, but my throat was dry, and my lips felt cracked. “What… what happened?” I managed to rasp, the words scratching painfully as they left me.“You were poisoned,” Gaius said, his voice low but laced with fury. His eyes darkened as he spoke the word, and his jaw tightened as though he was forcing himself to remain calm.The memory of
Evelyn's povThe scent was unmistakable. As soon as I opened my eyes, it hit me—the rich, comforting smell of the meals my mother used to make. It was a blend of herbs, spices, and something warm and hearty, familiar and safe. I could almost hear her humming in the kitchen, the sound that always seemed to follow the delicious aroma of her cooking. For a moment, I thought I had drifted back in time, back to when everything was simpler, when my biggest concern was running through the halls of the packhouse with my siblings, laughing and carefree.I rose slowly from bed, the lingering warmth of the covers against my skin making me want to sink back into them. But the smell pulled me out of my stupor, and I couldn’t resist. I slipped into my slippers and walked quietly down the hall, following the scent like a trail.When I entered the kitchen, my steps faltered. There, standing at the stove, was Clara. She was stirring something in a pot, her focus completely on the task at hand. I co
Evelyn's pov.The day felt heavy, as though the weight of everything I’d been struggling with had finally caught up to me.My steps were slow as I made my way through the corridors of the packhouse, my hand resting on my stomach. The baby inside me had grown stronger, more active, and yet I could feel the toll it was taking on my body.I’d been so caught up in the chaos of everything around me—Roman, my father, Gaius, and the constant pressure of the pack—that I hadn’t taken the time to care for myself.Today, I was going for my checkup, and I could only hope that the doctor would have some good news.Gaius walked beside me, his presence a constant source of comfort. His hand brushed against mine every now and then, a subtle reminder that no matter what was happening around us, I wasn’t alone.“How are you feeling?” he asked, his voice low and concerned.“I’m fine,” I said, though my words didn’t feel as convincing as I wanted them to. “Just tired.”“You need to rest more,” he said,
Evelyn’s P.o.vThe weight of uncertainty hung heavy over the room. Gaius, Lisa, Adam, and I sat in the study, the air thick with tension as we tried to piece together our next move. My father’s whereabouts—or what Roman believed to be his fate—loomed over every word spoken.“We need to consider the possibility that Cyrus has him,” I said, breaking the silence. My voice trembled slightly, but I forced myself to speak clearly. “If Roman isn’t lying, and if my father’s not dead, there’s no one else who would go to such lengths to keep him hidden.”Lisa nodded thoughtfully, her gaze sharp as she exchanged a glance with Adam. “It would make sense,” she said, tapping her fingers against the armrest of her chair. “Cyrus would gain leverage over you that way. And we know he doesn’t shy away from using people as pawns.”Adam leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “If Cyrus does have him, we need proof before we act. Otherwise, we’re walking into a trap.”“I know that,” I replied, try
Evelyn’s P.o.vThe silence between Gaius and me stretched long and thin as the car sped away from my father’s packhouse. I couldn’t shake Clara’s words, her hesitant voice playing on a loop in my mind.He’s not coming back. Roman thinks he’s dead.No matter how many times I replayed it, I couldn’t accept it. My father—dead? No. It wasn’t possible. He was too strong, too clever to be taken down so easily. But the doubt wormed its way into my thoughts, gnawing at my resolve.Gaius’s steady grip on the wheel was the only anchor keeping me tethered to the moment. I could feel his glances, the weight of his concern, but I didn’t have the energy to meet his gaze. Instead, I stared out the window at the passing trees, their green blur doing little to distract me from the storm in my chest.“Evelyn,” Gaius said softly, his voice cutting through the hum of the engine.“I don’t want to talk about it,” I said flatly, not looking at him.“You’re not fooling anyone,” he replied, his tone gentle bu
Evelyn's P.o.vThe air in the packhouse was suffocating. My wolf moved uneasy beneath my skin, her unease mirroring my own as Roman stood before me, his expression a mixture of defiance and barely concealed fear. His hands were clenched at his sides, his jaw tight, but his eyes betrayed him. “I told you,” he said, his voice wavering despite his attempt at control, “I don’t know where Father is.” “Liar,” I said, taking a step closer. My voice was steady, but inside, my anger simmered, threatening to boil over. “You’re hiding something, Roman. Just tell me the truth.” “I’m not hiding anything!” he snapped, though his gaze darted to Gaius, who stood at my side, silent and imposing. Gaius didn’t speak, but his presence alone was enough to make Roman flinch. I narrowed my eyes, my wolf growling low in my chest. “Do you think I’m stupid? Do you think I don’t see through you? I know you know something. Stop wasting my time.” Roman’s lips pressed into a thin line, and he took a st