After a fitful night's sleep, I woke up to the events of the previous day playing around my head. The unfairness of it all hit differently this time. I thought of Dante. Maybe his brain had been addled by the events of the last few days. Did he seriously expect me to voluntarily stay in his pack forever? If he did, then his expectations of me were laughable. I dressed quickly and opened the door. At first, I did not see anybody, but then I looked to my right and saw Lucius standing there. There were two other guards in the corridor but they were a few paces away. It seemed it was Lucius' turn to stand guard outside my door. As soon as he heard the door open, he shifted slightly, blocking the exit with his body. I scowled but said nothing and attempted to go out through the little space I saw. It was too small for me to pass through. I stopped trying and glared at him. "Good morning, Luna," he said, not quite meeting my eyes. "Move," I ordered. He grimaced and scratched the back
The maid had been knocking on the door for the past minute. I glared at the door, wishing she would go away. All members of Dante's pack annoyed me- especially Dante himself. It was aggravating to think that even the lowest-ranking Omegas had freedom and a free run of the pack. I, a Beta in my own pack, had been confined to my room, like a wild animal. My only glimpse of the outside world had been through my window or in the peek I got off the corridor whenever someone came in. It had been three whole days since Dante had given orders for me to be confined in my room- an order Dante's guards had obeyed wholeheartedly. It struck me that they somehow had not been able to stop the traitors even though Dante had given them the order to do so. I had helped the wimps do their job and the reward I had gotten was little more than imprisonment.The knock sounded again."Luna, may I come in?" said the maid. I fought the urge to throw something against the door. Moments later, the door opened
Allison's POV He did not back away. Dante's wolf rose to his full height. He stood there, proud and strong, not paying attention to my aggressive stance. It was as though he was daring me to attack first. He did not bother to take a defensive stance. He was already acting like he had won even though we had not begun fighting. I began to circle him slowly. He did not flinch or try to protect his flank. His self-assurance was driving me crazy. I had matched his strength to mine several times and every time, Dante had come out stronger. My motto was that I would keep on trying. I would keep on trying to defeat Dante both in my human and wolf form. I felt I had a chance to do so. Though he was strong, he was not invincible after all. Perhaps if I was finally able to take him down, word would spread among his pack that he had been beaten by a girl. Then, he would not be so high-handed with me. Spurred on by these thoughts, I snapped at his tail. He snatched it back just in time even t
Allison's POV The training session with Dante's guards and pack warriors was tedious, just the way I liked it. Adrenaline pumped through my body as we did warm-ups and spared. However, I only trained with half of my attention on what I was doing. There was a bigger consideration now. I felt that it was high time I invested as much time and effort in planning an escape from this place. Among the crowd in the training field, I spotted Lucius. He leaned against a post, further away from the others. His sharp eyes continuously scanned the crowd, the woods, and the house. They also drifted in my general direction though he didn't meet my eyes. He was probably back on duty, guarding me. All that remained of the cut on his arm was a bit of plaster. I began to move towards him as an idea slowly began to form. Lucius could actually be a key component in my escape plan. "Luna," someone called. I turned to look into the eyes of a guard I recognized. He seemed to be a head guard of some sort,
Allison's POV I attempted to wrench my arm out of his grasp. He did not let go. He held on tightly- tight enough to hurt. He watched me expectantly, probably wishing I would wince or give any indication of his manhandling. I glared at him defiantly, determined not to give him that satisfaction. I fought to distract myself from his proximity. As we glared at each other, I resisted the urge to close the distance between us. Already, we were so close that my heaving breasts were brushing against his chest. He was unknowingly doing it again. He was distracting me. It seemed that every time I was on the verge of taking a step that would take me back to my old life, Dante was there, the sheer force of his presence erasing every other thought. We engaged in a silent struggle, me pulling and he attempting to pull me even closer. Finally, I could not take it anymore. "What do you think you are doing Dante? Take your fucking hands off me this instant or. . ."I wanted to add a threat, but lo
Dante's POVI closely studied the document that Maddox had handed over to me. For the past hour, we had been having a long overdue conversation about the packs' affairs. It was breakfast time now but we were still at it. Maddox leaned forward to peek into the paper I was looking at."Is er- it to your liking?" he asked. "Lucius sent it to me a few days ago. I went through it first before presenting it to you. It looked good to me though. We seem to have made appreciable progress in such a short period."I flipped through the other papers and nodded. Maddox was right. What I saw here on paper really looked good. It was a record of the packs' holdings and financial transactions in the past few weeks. After the episode of the traitors, I had made sure that the pack ventured into other lucrative businesses. I believed that money
Allison's POVAs I ran through the woods, I kept looking back. I told myself that I was making sure that I was not being followed by Dante's guards, but that to tell the truth, that was not the only reason. My paws did not seem to touch the ground. I was running faster than I had done in a very long time.The thrill and exhilaration I got from running in the woods were absent. I was restless and on edge and even in my wolf form, I could not get over those feelings. With every step I took, I felt like a part of me was being ripped apart. It was a sign of the mate bond between Dante and I getting strained. I fought it every step of the way but still, the feeling persisted. I hated the feeling. I kept reminding myself over and over again that the Shadow Moon pack was not my home and that Dante Colle meant nothing to me.He i
Allison's POVI felt betrayed and more hurt than I had been in my life. In Dante's pack at times, I had been treated as less than a child. But I couldn't remember being this hurt. I had dedicated all of my life to this pack and this was how they chose to repay me. I would gladly have laid down my life without hesitation for my pack. It was the way I was trained and the kind of training I had given to the guards and warriors I had trained.Now, they had wiped out all traces of my existence. To think that I had only been absent for just six months. The man carrying the sheets bowed stiffly and gave me a wide berth as he passed. The way I stood was beginning to attract attention. I realized my eyes were beginning to get misty.Appalled at my weakness, I rapidly blinked back the tears. I could see some of the men working inside t
Allison's POV Dante's piercing eyes surveyed everyone in the room. It was as though those eyes were able to unravel every man's secrets. Though he spoke to everyone at the same time, at that moment, it felt like he was talking to each of the men in the conference room individually. The men assembled leaned forward, their bodies tense, looking as wound up as taut strings. They hung onto his every word. The boy in the room who sat beside Dante was transfixed. I could tell that he closely followed all that his father was saying. I smiled a little at the worshipful expression in those green eyes that were so like mine. After a silence of some seconds, Dante continued, "We have been through worse in the past and this poses as no challenge whatsoever. I consider this war we are about to go on... as a form of target practice. Some of you have gotten rusty over the years, so this should be an opportunity to take out your rusty daggers and relearn how to fight." There was a ripple of laug
Allison's POV I spent most of the morning in my room. I kept replaying the scene with Dante this morning over and over in my head. Each time, I gave his words a totally different interpretation and that made me sadder. I knew that I was torturing myself by doing this, but I could not seem to stop. I had ordered for breakfast in my room. Whenever Malkiel had felt hungry, I had fed and soothed him. A short while after breakfast, Aria had come to talk to me. Sensing that something was wrong, she had asked why I did not bother to come down for breakfast and why I was cooped up in my room. Then she had prattled on about a lot of other things which I did not bother to pay attention to. My replies had been so curt that she had eventually left, but not without informing me- without me asking- that Dante had left the pack to attend to some things. It came as a surprise to me when less than an hour later, a knock sounded on the door. I immediately perceived Dante's scent outside the door.
Allison's POV For the next few hours, Malkiel's temperature kept fluctuating. Sometimes he was as hot as a live coal. Sometimes his temperature returned to normal. At other times, he felt cool to the touch, so cool that I felt goosebumps form on my skin when I touched him. It was still scary to see my baby going through these kinds of changes within the space of a few minutes. Even though I knew what had caused Malkiel's illness, it still did not make it easy to deal with. I did not know what to think- how to feel about all of this. It was too much to take in all at once. After Dante had told me about what the red mark was, I had sat watching my son for hours, thinking about all he had said. As I stared out of the window, my fingers trailed along Malkiel's chest. It was easier for me to believe what Dante had said because apart from the high temperature and the fact that he was sleeping too much, Malkiel did not show any other signs of illness. A part of me- the part which alway
Dante's POV I glared at the woman who was on her knees before me. She was crying and mumbling incoherently and had been doing that for the last few minutes. Stiffly, I walked back to my desk and sat down behind it. At least the desk provided a sort of barricade that might prevent me from hurting her. I closed my eyes, shutting out the image of her face. Slowly, I massaged my temples as I felt the headache I associated with one of my fits of rage coming on. My wolf was getting restless, wanting to come out. If it did, it would be bad for the woman- very bad indeed. Calm, be calm, I muttered to myself over and again. When I felt I was somewhat in control of myself, I raised my head and pinned her with my stare. "So, what are you trying to say, Tessa?" I said. "Apart from the Luna and I, you are the only one who spends so much time with my son as you are his nanny. Explain to me how the hell this happened under your watch." "It didn't-" I motioned her to be silent. "The Luna
Allison's POV My eyes lighted on the most adorable baby sleepsuit I had ever seen. I caught my breath in delight. A woman was in front of the rack where the sleep suits were displayed. She was looking at the one that had caught my eye consideringly as though she was thinking of buying it. Abandoning the shopping cart for Aria, I dashed forward and took it off the hanger, startling the woman a bit. I walked back to Aria who was trying to see what I was holding. "What have you got there, Luna?" she asked. "Only the most adorable little sleep suit for Malkiel." I held it up for her inspection. She shook her head emphatically. "Nope, definitely not. This isn't... Malkiel's style at all." I grinned. "How do you or anyone know what Malkiel's style is? He's just a baby." "And he won't like that, trust me. There are some clothes I dress him up in and he then tries to take them off by all means. That way, I know that he doesn't like them." "You don't like it, you mean. What is wrong
Dante's POV With a flourish, Maddox handed me a document that had every inch filled with letters and figures. "Here, take a look at this," he said smugly. I settled down to read what he had given me. Without taking my eyes off the document, my hand wandered across the desk. Anticipating my wants, Maddox pushed the calculator towards me. I snatched it up and for the next few minutes, the only sound in the room was the faint beep of the calculator keys as I put together the figures before me. When I was done, I leaned back and whistled in surprise. "How accurate is this?" I inquired. Maddox flashed a smile. "I knew you would ask that. It is very accurate. I went through it thoroughly. I knew that you would want to see the documents sooner or later, so I prepared in advance. Surprising, isn't it?" "Not entirely," I replied after a few seconds' hesitation. "I was sort of expecting something like this. But the figures- the figures are quite astronomical. Wow." Maddox had given me
Allison's POV A pleasurable thrill went through me. Dante had that look in his eyes that told me he wanted us alone, together. My insides warmed at the intensity of his gaze. I nodded. He grinned and pressed me even closer to his body. "That's my girl. You said what I have been wanting to hear all evening," he murmured. He stepped away, looked around, and slid an arm around my waist. He walked quickly and I was almost forced to run to keep up with his stride. He weaved his way expertly among the guests we ran into. He seemed to have an instinctive knowledge of who wanted to engage us in some sort of conversation. We got inside and I was about to push the door of his room open when he kneaded my bottom. "Dante!" I exclaimed, laughing. "Let's get inside first. There are too many people tonight." As soon as we got in, he planted a burning kiss on my lips. I moaned softly, responding eagerly to the feel of his lips against mine. I had thought that with the birth of our child, the p
Allison's POV Aria stood at the entrance of my room. She walked further into the room, her flowing, black velvet dress rippling as she moved. She stopped beside my bed and regarded me closely. "Well, I don't believe it!" she exclaimed. "Luna, I can't believe that you are not dressed yet." I yawned and stretched. "I will get dressed... eventually." Aria gaped and shook her head. "The time is 6 pm. 6 pm!" she repeated when I said nothing. "The ball is due to start anytime from now. Your hair and makeup aren't even done yet. Luna, you should have been ready hours ago." I grimaced at the word make-up. "Who needs make-up anyway?" I grumbled. "It even wastes time. I have an idea, Aria. How about I go downstairs with no make-up on? I will just er- try to fix my hair up a little." Tria looked scandalized at the very idea. "Definitely not, Luna. What would people say? You are one of the reasons why this ball is holding. You have to be perfect for tonight. A lot of people from other
Allison's POV The first person I saw when I opened my eyes was Dante, sitting on the bed beside me. I gaped at him. My first thought was that I had died and gone to whatever paradise the Moon goddess provided for my kind. While I had been semi-conscious after giving birth, I had thought I heard his voice in my room. But I had dismissed the evidence of my ears, tagging it to be a product of my overactive imagination. Now here he was, right before me. When I blinked, his form did not waver or turn to smoke like it had in my dream. I did not want to get my hopes up, but I gradually started to believe that it was Dante I saw. He saw me looking and gave me his familiar lopsided grin. "Dante," I croaked. "Is- it really you?" He looked at me with such love and longing that I felt my insides melt. I put out a hand and touched his warm flesh. "Yes, it is me, my love. I am here with you." I took a deep, shuddering breath. The sound of his voice drove home the fact that I was not dream