Sara's POV.I stood still, not able to comprehend what he said. My eyes flew open as I parted my lips in surprise. “What?!” I blurted out.He gazed down at me with a serious, “I am not letting you go back to the human realm with you. I am coming.” He spelled out.I opened my mouth and closed it, gaping. Coming with me?? What do I tell my mom and sister who he is?? Coming with me might make everything slightly difficult. This is for me and my family, he is not included.When I parted my lips to refuse, he spoke before me, seemingly knowing what I was about to do.“Or we both don't go.” I frowned, rolling my eyes. And he's back to being a possessive man. “And he goes talking about my freedom.” I sassed.“Sara—” He started but I cut him off, turning around and walking back to the bed. Sitting on it, I raised my left eyebrow in question when I felt his gaze on me. He looked away and cleared his throat before looking back at me. “Pack up, we depart by night.” With that, he walked out of
Jethro's POV.The thought of my mate going anywhere without me was sickening, my wolf wanted to go with her, despite me telling her she was free to do whatever she pleases, and for the first time in a while, I hurriedly agreed with him.Right now, he jumped with glee in my head at the fact that his mate hadn't refused his tagging along. Do not get me wrong, I meant what I said when I gave her her freedom, but the fact that I wouldn't be where she was going to, whom she met with, and without my eyes on her was…as I said earlier, sickening.I always wanted her near me. That would never change.Right now, I watched her curled up on the light brown, soft leather seat with her head resting against the tinted window of the car and her eyes closed. She wasn't asleep, that much I knew.But she was quiet, awfully quiet and it deeply bothered me. Sara never failed to fill me with her consistent chatter. It used to irritate me since I loved silence, but I've gotten accustomed to it and hated it
Sara's POV.Not soon after, Jethro found a hostel for us to spend the night. As soon as he parked the car outside of the dimly lit hotel lot, I scrambled out of the car as if it were on fire. My legs quaved under me and I managed to clutch on the car door, to prevent falling.I sighed heavily. When I was sure that I could stand on my feet, I released my stronghold on the door and then shut it. Jeezus, my limbs are sore from staying cramped in a place for hours and I wondered how Jethro did it yet he managed to stand upright.Perks of being a werewolf, I guess.“Are you alright to walk?” I heard Jethro's voice from the other side of the car.My gaze found him as he stared down at me with worry, I had no idea he was watching me. I mutely bobbed my head.He stood still, staring at me for any signs that could contradict my words, only when he found none did he nod to himself and remove his eyes from me.He peered around the quiet and dark lot before taking a glance at the door and returni
Sara's POV.I could barely contain myself as Jethro passed the lawn to the little car park that my mom created for guests outside our home. The two-story white house showed and I bustled on the seat as the leather made a crushing sound underneath me.Jethro chuckled, turning the wheel. “Calm down, will you? You'll see them soon.” His eyes crinkled in adoration as he stared at me.I looked away, blushing, and tried to calm myself down from excitement. As soon as he halted the car and killed the engine, I was out of my seat and the car. Running towards the white front door.I decided to wait for Jethro to catch up before knocking on the door. I could use my key, but it'd ruin the surprise.Once he was by my side with our bags clutched on one arm and the other rested on my waist, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.Breathing out, I opened my eyes and rang the doorbell. Nervously, I twisted my fingers together as I waited for someone to respond. When I heard nothing, I frowned slight
Sara's POV.The living room fell quiet, everyone stared at me in bewilderment. I could especially feel the gaze of the only person who sent shivers down my spine. My eyes flew to Jethro and I watched him watch me. Emotions are shown in his eyes, and his wolf is also present from the familiar yellow that dusted the grayness.Shocked. Happiness. Amusement. I tore my eyes from his and blushed in embarrassment. Maybe I shouldn't have said that, but that was the first thing that came to my mind.And I wouldn't lie, calling him that felt so good.“Boyfriend?” My mother asked, still in shock. “B-but…Vincent?”I blinked at her, confused. What does Vincent have to do with this?Jethro growled, audibly. Quite audible.My eyes tore open and snapped to his, I glared at him with a shocked face. Did he want to blow his covers up??“Oh, my goodness! What's that sound? Did you all hear it?” Stella asked, staring around, also appearing shocked.Very well, Stella.My mom, however, carefully turned her
Sara's POV I took a glance at her, she was still as if trying to diffuse the fact that I was not human. Mom knew something. And there was something that was not telling me…. telling us.“Well….I feared this day would come.” She broke the silence as Stella and I shared a confused look at each other.“What the hell are you talking about Mom? Sara just told us her boy…friend is not human and you don't seem frightened by it? What's going on here or am I missing something?” She asked but the look in her eyes was a defiance of confusion.I adjusted myself on the couch as I fixed my gaze on my mother, “ Mom, can you explain this to us...I don't understand how we can understand.” I started, but she instead stared at Jethro.“You knew and yet you came?” She asked, Jethro was simply relaxed, he wasn't shaken or anything like he was used to this kind of conversation.“Can someone say something please?” Stella raised her voice, not having the patience. She's always like that.Mom looked at Jet
Jethro's POVI saw the footsteps of Sarah leaving hastily and I was just sitting there watching her, she was beyond infuriated but for some odd reason, there was a gratitudinous feeling inside me towards her. After all, she is my species and now it is likely that Honour will accept her graciously into the mountains since being a werewolf run in her blood.From where I sat I looked at Sarah’s mother, who looked miserable. She should never have kept in secret that these two girls were hers but regretfully she seemed too much.“Where do your interests lie? You seem very pleased with all these events,” asked Sarah’s mother, her voice barely above a whisper. “But I see now that I was only hurting her.” Her words hang in the air uncomfortably like leftover odors clinging onto walls that were formerly smellless.In response to Jethro’s question, Sarah’s mother turned her stare at me again. “So what do you want from me? You appear pleased with the circumstances,” she remarked.Jethro takes a
Author’s PovJust when he was about to run so fast, his phone made an urgent noise. He rejected it for a second and decided everything was alright but then slowed down. It was only after he saw the screen on his phone that his expression turned to be sorrowful.“Elias,” he attended, talking in a low and pinched voice. “What is it that you want?”He waits for some moment before he answers; his eyes are sharp slits. “I’m coming; keep her safe.”He turns back staring at where Sara disappeared into thin air, before he takes off at a run holding still with his other hand phone. But he’s no longer chasing after Sara - he’s running towards a whole new thing that has taken precedence over all her agony and anger.“Elias, what is it?” Jethro repeats his question firmly yet sounding annoyed indeed.“Jethro don’t forget about pack politics” Elias’s voice is on the phone calm and serene. “You cannot just run off behind her thinking nothing will happen. The pack is already on edge -”Jethro rolls
Sara's POV As night fell, we spoke and laughed to make up for lost time. The announcement of the baby's arrival brought tears of joy to our eyes as Emma and Elias announced it. Henry and Anne's reunion was warm and welcomely received.We sat down to dinner at which time Jethro reached for my hand, his eyes locking mine. "I'm so glad to have you home," he whispered.I smiled, knowing full well the deep connecting nerve that was between us, and simply replied, "Me too.".Not one of my loved ones was missing from the dinner table, and for the first time in a very, very long time, I was whole.As the night wore on, Jethro took me toward our chambers with his arm securely wrapped around me."You're safe now," he whispered as his lips tickled my ear.I nodded, finally, the memories no longer weighing on my shoulders. "I'm home," I said out loud.Jethro's eyes sparkled, his lips curving into a smile. "Forever," he replied with a promise.I smiled in return; knowing all was right in the worl
Sara's POV As night fell, we spoke and laughed to make up for lost time. The announcement of the baby's arrival brought tears of joy to our eyes as Emma and Elias announced it. Henry and Anne's reunion was warm and welcomely received.We sat down to dinner at which time Jethro reached for my hand, his eyes locking mine. "I'm so glad to have you home," he whispered.I smiled, knowing full well the deep connecting nerve that was between us, and simply replied, "Me too.".Not one of my loved ones was missing from the dinner table, and for the first time in a very, very long time, I was whole.As the night wore on, Jethro took me toward our chambers with his arm securely wrapped around me."You're safe now," he whispered as his lips tickled my ear.I nodded, finally, the memories no longer weighing on my shoulders. "I'm home," I said out loud.Jethro's eyes sparkled, his lips curving into a smile. "Forever," he replied with a promise.I smiled in return; knowing all was right in the worl
Sara's P.O.V I hummed softly to myself as I cleaned Vincent's bedroom, my hands gliding easily across the surfaces. My eyes strayed to his dresser, toward that one drawer he'd always said not to touch. Curious, I wondered what could be so special in that one little drawer. "A surprise?" I asked innocently.My fingers found the handle and drew the drawer open in a second. Inside were heaps of photos. The first I picked was of a man crowned, an aura of melancholy diffused about him. A lot about him seemed so familiar, yet I just couldn't place who he was.I went onto the next picture couple embracing. The woman's face stirred something in my system. "Emma? Elias?" I blurred my head racing. Then, a sharp pain pierced my head, and pictures slipped from my hands as a groan escaped my lips.A voice reverberated inside my head, "I love you, and you are forever mine." But it wasn't Vincent's voice. There came confusion inside me. Picking up the coronation picture, the rise of tears was to be
Jethro's POV Three Months later…%.Three months had passed since that fateful day. I sat in my throne room, full of the grandeur of a restored kingdom but my heart was still shattered. Ryker's defeat and Tanisha's demise brought peace, but only Eldrid still stirred in my heart.Elias entered, his face solemn. "Your Highness," he greeted low. I did not even look up. "Did you find her?" I asked without any expectation of a different answer.The pause that followed was all the answer Elias needed. "Nein, Your Highness." I looked down, my eyes welling up hot. I had sent Elias to scour the ruins-to search every inch of the explosion site. But there was nothing. No sign of Sara. No indication of her fate.I clung to hope, tenuous as the thinnest of threads but refused to break. She may yet be alive. She must. Elias stepped near. His footsteps made quiet echoes in the still hall. "I have searched every possible place, Jethro," he said, using my name rather than my title. "I have interrogate
Jethro's P.O.V.I stormed down the corridors of Ryker's lair-my sword slicing through the shadows. Guards leaped to intercept me, but with rage fueling my movements, I cut them down with precision.Finally, I burst into Ryker's chamber, my eyes locking onto the man himself.Ryker stood calmly, an amused hint dancing on his lips."Where is Sara?" I yelled, my voice echoing off the stone walls. "Where are you keeping her?"Ryker's smile spread wider, but nothing fell from his lips. "Liar!" I spat, my hand tightening on my sword hilt. "I know you're behind this." Ryker somehow managed to lift an eyebrow. "Sara? Do you think I have Sara? You ought to know me by now, Jethro. If I had Sara, I'd leave a message. But I don't have Sara." Anger spilled over and I was yelling, "You're lying!Ryker's men drew their swords and, in the dim light of the room, angled them at me."Be careful, Jethro," Ryker said, his voice thick with malice. "You're on my turf, surrounded by my men. Your recklessne
Sara's POV I slowly opened my eyes, grogginess fogging my brain. Where was I? The air was heavy with darkness and an eerie silence.A faint splash sounded through the room followed by a cold trickle down my face. I jackknifed upwards, gasping.Someone was sitting beside me, swathed in shadows. My eyes slowly accommodated to the dim light and the outline of a woman appeared."Welcome back, Sara," she said, her voice oozing malice.The woman leaned forward, and a sliver of light danced across her features, revealing Tanisha's sinister smile."You must be wondering where you are," Tanisha said, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Let's just say you're guessing with me."Memories came flooding back to Emma's visit, the figure in black, the knock to the head. My mind reeled; fear clawed its way up my throat.Tanisha did not even bat an eye. "You see, Sara, you're quite valuable to me. Your. Particular talents could tip the scales in Ryker's favor."My heart plummeted. Emma's words replayed
Tunisia's POV I was sitting in my dark living room; only a little light was in view, as it was occupied with dancing candles casting gruesome shadows on the walls. Marcus came in. "Ma'am, our spy says Emma is planning to open Sara's gate of energy for the war," he informed me with low urgent tones.My gaze jerked up; my eyes slit. That gate was the key to unimaginable power, and I wouldn't allow Emma to unlock it. "And?" I pushed my voice tight with anticipation.Marcus did hesitate this time before finishing, "Emma's trying to harness Sara's energy to aid her cause." My fist clenched alongside my jaw. That would be Ryker's death sentence. Failure. Defeat. No, I wouldn't let that happen."We cannot let that happen," I muttered to myself as my mind started racing. "Ryker would lose." Marcus stood before me, a look of neutrality upon his face. "What do you think we should do?" he asked.I smiled, cold and calculated. "We'll kidnap Sara, rendering Emma's plan useless. And this might jus
Emma's P.O.V.I pushed the door open of our modest home, worn out. The last few days had messed with my head, turning into a blur of anxiety and fear, as Mamma's condition deteriorated further with each passing hour. I walked toward her room, apprehension hanging heavy in my heart. Inside, she lay frail, pale with clammy skin."Mother?" I said, my voice barely more than a whisper. I took her hand in mine. She stirred, her eyes fluttering open. "Emma. . my dear," she whispered, just barely audible. I forced a smile onto my face, trying to hide my tears. "I'm here, Mother. You're going to be all right."But before I could get her reply, Lia strode into the room, a frown etched on her features. "Emma, don't tire her out," she reprimanded, firm in her voice. I frowned, suspicion dawning that something wasn't right. "Lia, what's going on? Mother isn't getting better," I said, accusation creeping into my tone.Lia's smile was syrupy and sweet. "Oh, Emma, you know your mother's illness is.co
Tunisia's Pov I snuggled deeper into Ryker's side, my fingers tracing the outlines of his chest. His eyes gleamed with amusement, and I knew he was right where I wanted him."Ryker, now that Jethro knows about me. Secrecy," I started, letting my voice drop to a fragile state, "I will have to be protected even more. More men."Ryker's brow arched, and a teasing smile curled his lips. "So that's why you came to me."I smiled back, feigning innocence. "Can you blame me? You are the most powerful man in the realm after all."Ryker chuckled, his eyes glinting with desire. "And what do I get in return?"My heart skittered as my gaze met his. This was it."Whatever you want," I whispered, my voice husky.Ryker's eyes flashed to mine, an inferno of intensity blazing there. "Will you?" he asked, his voice so low it was little more than a whisper and sensual.My heart fluttered at the sound as I nodded, my lips grazing his. "Whatever it will take to ensure our alliance is solidified."Ryker's