Alex’s POV
“Please, I’ve told you everything I know. Please help me” the man who destroyed all our lives by killing our leader, our rock, and our backbone, begged me shamelessly.
“Call uncle Stefan here” I commanded without addressing anyone in particular.
I heard running footsteps retreating back down to the house.
A few minutes later, uncle Stefan came running with his face gravelly dark, and his clothes all bloody, from what I assumed to be my dad’s blood.
I get up from my crouch over that man and address uncle Stefan coldly, as I hand him my gun “That’s the guy who killed your brother. I’m giving you the chance to avenge his death, while I go seek his other killer”
“Who ordered the hit?” he asked viciously.
“Lord Z ordered it, Patrick Walker participated by sneaking him in through the border”
The shock on his face mirrored mine when I
Alex’s POVIt’s been three of the most miserable days of my entire existing. Three days since our world was turned upside down by a single damn bullet, that took our light and left us all drowning in the darkness. The darkness of denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. Those were the known five stages of grief, I’ve read about it somewhere before and it got stuck in my head. It got stuck because I thought it was complete bullshit. When someone close to you dies you only feel one thing, anger. But turns out I was wrong, not entirely, but still wrong. Each of us was feeling one thing, yes, but each one of us was feeling a different stage of grieving. My mom was in denial. She was trying to deceive what she saw with her own eyes, believing that he was recovering in the hospital, that he was still alive and coming back to his home soon. She locked herself in their room for the past two days, not allowing anyone to
Alex’s POV“To my loved ones:I’m deeply sorry for leaving you like this. My heart breaks just writing this letter and imagining you all gathered around to hear it. But please, grieve no more, as it will only make me more heartbroken over seeing you like this, where ever I end up after my death, I want you all to know that I will be with you with every passing second, even though you cannot sense me or hear me. So I don’t want to see you sad and broken for my death. I want you to stand strong and believe with every fiber of your beings that I am and will always be with you. I am not going anywhere because I’m already in your hearts and souls.I’m writing this letter not only to my family, but to the new leader of the Snow clan.As the former leader of my clan, it is my duty and obligation to appoint another one to come after me in case of my unexpected death. It is my decision and mine alone.As the new leader, I
Alex’s POVThe sound of gunshots kept coming from across the town, but surprisingly, they never got closer to us. The SPD was probably blocking the roads leading to our house.I was pacing back and forth in utter rage, waiting for the rest of the family to join us in the living room before hearing what my maniac brother had done.I was barely holding myself from shoving him into a corner and beating the shit out of him.I was never as angry as I was right this moment.As Lucas, uncle Stefan, David, and Erik, stood in the room looking between me and Jacob in confusion, I said in a scathing tone “Explain to us why you went rogue and all fucking John Wick on us to kill Patrick Walker on your own, Jacob!”“Wait, what? You killed him?” Uncle Stefan asks in bewilderment.Jacob; who was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed like he didn’t just ignite the slow match to war, said in a calm voice &ld
Alex’s POVI was standing in front of the window in the guest living room; where any guest coming here would meet with my father to discuss all matters related to town, it was a huge room filled with long black leather couches. It had two entrances, one from inside the house, and a separate entrance through an outer staircase from the front yard.My hands were clenched in fists behind my back, my mind running at a blinding speed trying to find a solution that would stop both families from killing each other, without wasting a single innocent life.I had just received a text message confirming that my uncle and Jacob crossed into Canadian territory without any complications. At least that problem was taken care of, for now.The gunshots have also stopped firing a while ago. Instead of comforting me, it brought a ton weight of worry inside me.There was a saying that popped into my head just now, that really described this unfortunate situation
Alex’s POV “I delivered your message to Jack. I have to tell you, he looked scared and didn’t speak for a long time after I finished, I was half expecting him to back off and accept the peace offering, but then his son Simon spoke for him. He said you’ve got two options, you either serve up his uncle’s murderer to the walkers to be killed, or everyone is fair game. His father didn’t intervene. It looked to me like he doesn’t have that much control over his own men, it’s his son calling the shots. By the way, they have no clue who killed Patrick, I’m certain of that” I close my eyes in frustration for not receiving the news I wanted. “Sheriff, I need you to pull back your men and prevent them from going anywhere near the town. I don’t want them getting caught in the cross fire. We need to handle this between us” “Alex, I don’t like this. We are supposed to maintain the peace, it’s our duty to this town” said the sheriff warily. “I know, but tha
Alex’s POVNight has befallen as I paced back and forth in my room.Nothing significant happened after we took care of the injured and transferred the dead to the hospital morgue.The town was in complete lockdown with my men patrolling through the town. Preventing anyone from walking the streets or allowing the Walkers; the ones who miraculously survived being shot or killed, from initiating another confrontation.We were in a temporary sort of truce. Not that the other clan had much of a choice as we crippled most of their men.My blood was boiling as the moment that worthless piece of shit Simon tried to shoot me in the back, kept repeating in my head.I cursed myself a thousand times for not ending his wretched life on the spot.He should be dead for attempting to kill me so cowardly like that, but the only thing that was on my mind at that instance was to save my brother, I couldn’t think clearly.My mom was ab
Jenny’s POVCould my life get any better than this?Yes it can.My father was finally dead. No longer able to hurt us anymore. No longer controlling every breath that we take. No longer keeping us prisoners in this depressing town.My life is just about to get so much better after my mom and I escape to live with my aunt in Canada.Our plan was set, we were just waiting for the town to open up again and for the people to come to a peaceful understanding.Our passports were ready, we just needed to book a flight to Toronto where my aunt lives.She was so thrilled when I told her what came of my father and that we were coming to live with her soon.I still remember the day me and my mom sneaked out of town; behind my father’s back, to Fairbanks to issue our passports, about a year ago.It couldn’t have been done without the help of my only friend in this town, Megan.Megan wasn’t a walker nor
Jenny’s POVI was laying on my bed, watching a Turkish series I saw on Netflix on my phone when we were locked for three days before my father died. And I became addicted to it. They had different kinds of drama than the Americans. And their language really sounded so appealing, I even picked up a few words. What really lured me into Turkish series was the depth of love they showed in their emotions. Not just between a man and a woman, but between family too. They had very strong attachments and loyalty to each other. Something I would never know as I was only loyal to my mother, out of the whole family.I was hooked into one of the episodes, when a knock on our front door caused me to panic all of a sudden, I don’t know why, but a guest this late at night cannot come bearing good news.I paused the episode and walked towards my room door.“Call Jennifer into the living room, I want to speak with her” I heard my uncle’s
My first thank you is always to you amazing readers. Your continuous support gives me so much encouragement to keep writing new books. I hope this book also reached your expectations and left a good impression in all of you. Like I always say, I really wrote the story right from the depth of my heart and put myself in all the characters’ places in order to convey the right feelings and words to reach you. I hope you were satisfied with how it ended, not just for Lucas and Angelina, but for the whole Snow family. Having said that, the end doesn’t always mean that there will be no story left to tell. Jacob Snow is as intriguing and complex as the rest of his brothers, if not more. It’s not certain for me yet, but I’m considering writing his story and starting it just before the events of the epilogue took place; specifically from the day he met, interviewed, and hired his personal assistant who’s secretly annoyed and exasperated with his stoic and harsh personality but is forced to pu
Five Years LaterLucas’s POVI wake up to the sound of my little munchkin Hope, sucking; or rather slurping, on her mother’s left nipple fervently while her deep blue eyes were gazing adorably at Angel.She takes breast feeding to a whole other level. This baby is as obsessed with her mother’s nipples almost as much as I am.At one year old, you’d think she would have started preferring real food over milk, but no. You don’t mess with her mother’s milk and keep her away from it or god help you, she will bite your head off, literally. I would know, she is my little girl after all. She has the same crazy genes all right. She keeps us on our toes all the freaking time, and she’s not even walking and talking yet.The same thing cannot be said about Isaac, Alex and Jenny’s son. He’s almost ten months old and you can already tell the chubby little bastard has his father’s tame and wise attitude. He’s an angel compared to my girl. But he also doesn’t take shit from anybody. You mess with him
Three Weeks LaterLucas’s POV“Angelina, you’re the purest angel that god has sent my way during my darkest moments. You’re the light that shined through the black hole that was enveloping my heart, the missing piece of my heart I didn’t even know I was missing until I met you. I never thought I would ever fall in love someday. It wasn’t within my plans. Mostly because I knew and accepted who I am, and I was sure that no girl can ever put up with my crazy, screwed up head and stick with me long enough to even fall in love with me. My heart instantly recognized you from the moment I laid eyes on you. I tried to deny it, push it away, hell I even thought my head got completely fried and that I went full on crazy because you awakened feelings in me that I’ve never felt before. It scared the hell out of me. And after I accepted that I was falling head over heels for you, after I embraced it and welcomed it because nothing felt better than those feelings you ignited in me, I was scared as
Lucas’s POVI sit by her bed side for hours without moving. Holding her hand tightly, not willing to let her out of my sight. She slept the entire time, not moving by an inch. The doctor did say it will take a few hours for her to regain consciousness, but still, I worried.Each member of my family came inside briefly to check on us. My mom tried to get me to take some rest, go drink something warm, or eat something then come back. But I adamantly refused to move from my place.Eventually I made them all return to Snow. They were already tired and it was a very long day… for everyone.I promised them that I will call as soon as she wakes up to let them know.“Come on baby, don’t torture me further. Please… show me those magical blue eyes and that heart throbbing smile. Let me hear that angelic voice and extinguish the fire burning me alive” I whispered softly, in a pleading tone.I kissed her hand softly, over and over again, relishing in the warmth of her skin. I let my other hand pl
Lucas’s POV“Lucas!” Alex was gripping me tightly, trying to calm me down, and prevent me from damaging my hands which were pretty banged up already, but I couldn’t be controlled, not right now. I was a raging beast, ready to rip apart anything within my reach.“Take him outside. He can’t stay here. I’ll call you if any updates arrive” I heard mom tell Alex emotionally.“Come on, Lucas. Let’s go buddy” Alex said soothingly as he lifted me up with David supporting me from the other side.My voice got hoarse from all the screaming and growling and it became just raspy, low-pitched, whimpers full of pain, internal suffering, and heartbreak.I let them drag me without paying attention to where they were taking me.They sat me down on a wide bench outside the hospital and sat on either sides of me.“She’s the bravest girl I’ve ever met” said Alex sincerely next to me. I tore my gaze from the ground and looked sideways to see him staring at me intensely.“And because of that braveness, you
Lucas’s POVI felt it right away.Her body relaxed completely, her head rested against my chest, and her breathing got cut off in the middle of my kiss.“No, no, NO!” I began panicking, my heart threatening to explode with unbearable pain.“ANGEL!” I screamed out, touching her face with my shaky hand, unable to believe that she was gone, ripped away from my arms.The car screeched to a halt abruptly and the man driving our car got out quickly and sprinted inside the ER to alert some doctors.I looked at my mom in shock and saw her tears falling down in a heavy flow.“Mom….” I whispered in agony.She shook her head and said emotionally “Stay strong Lucas. She’s not gone yet, they’re going to bring her back. She’s tough and she’s going to fight like hell to come back to us, to you. Don’t you give up yet, you hear me?”My side of the door opened and in a matter of seconds, she was taken away from my arms onto a stretcher and hauled inside into one of the ER rooms.Alex took Jenny into an
Lucas’s POVIt didn’t take very long for Alex to distract the man with words enough to let me sneak behind him without raising his awareness, twist the hand he was threatening my mother’s life with, and shoot him in the head with a clean shot all at the same time. He died before he even hit the ground.Had it been a few months ago, I would have never killed him so easily just like that. No, I would have spent hours making him pay viciously for the thirty minutes of terror he caused my family to go through, for laying his filthy hands on any of them, for hurting my angel. I would have made him beg me to kill him and I would have eventually granted him that wish in the most painful way possible.But I didn’t have time to do any of that now. And frankly, for the first time, ever, my mind was at rest about that. The mind that craved pain, screams, and blood of all those who dared to cross my path in the wrong way, was urging me to let things go and save the only person that matters more t
Lucas’s POVAfter about ten minutes of driving in the same direction, Alex said intensely “Hurry up, they drifted off the main road. Ten minutes from here. It looks like they’re headed to Tok”“Tok? They kidnapped them so they could take them to a town thirty minutes from Snow? How dumb are these people?” I asked incredulously.“Actually the exact opposite” said David tightly from behind.“How is that?” I scoffed.“They made sure they couldn’t be traced, they must have switched cars, threw away all the phones, without counting Jenny’s smart move, by the time we started worrying why they haven’t arrived home yet, would it ever occur to you to search for them right under our noses, in the nearby towns? Or would you just assume they took them as far away as they could? Whoever is behind this wants to make a joke out of us. When he finally makes himself known to us and contacts us, he’ll brag about how he fooled us and did this right in our territory without us knowing anything about it”
Lucas’s POV*Forty Five Minutes Earlier*“Any honeymoon destination suggestions?” I asked Alex and David, looking for a little help planning my honeymoon with Angelina after our wedding.She had one week of vacation from college and it couldn’t have come up at a better time.We were all gathered around in the warehouse office waiting for a new shipment to arrive through the border. Mathew and the other men were out there ready to receive it.We had some time to spare and I tried to ask for their opinions.“If she hasn’t been anywhere other than Seattle, you can take her anywhere and she will love it no matter where it is, as long as she has you by her side, the destination isn’t that essential” said Alex softly.He looked to be speaking from experience and I decided to take his word for it.When Alex and Jenny spent a month and a half away from home, I noticed how they came back even more in love with each other than before. And they were extremely madly in love even before they left,