After leaving her rented Condo where she just had sex with Matt, Carmela makes her way to the old Alpha’s house where Tatum has been staying when he is not in the packhouse. “Luna,” one of the omegas cleaning in the living room bows as she enters. “And when did she become your Luna?” Adaline’s curt voice fills the air as she appears with a cold face. “Mother,” Carmela says in a cheery tone with a half smile. “Your mother is dead. I am not her and why the hell are you here?” Adaline replies coldly, eyes narrow in palpable annoyance. Carmela gulps and the cheer vanishes from her face. This has been her lot for a couple of years now. In the beginning Adaline supported her but after it became clear that Tatum has no interest in her, the woman turned into an iceberg. “I’m here to see Tatum,” Carmela replies in a wry tone, avoiding Adaline’s harsh gaze. Adaline scoffs, an angry pout on her lips. “Leila is back, is she not? That girl was going to give me an heir, I should have chosen
“Are you deaf? I asked you a question,” Tatum reprimands when Carmela is unable to answer and she just stares at him with her mouth open.Thank the goddess she is not yet pregnant, how would she have been able to explain it to Tatum? That bitch Leila really told him that? She really has it coming for her.How much time do they even spend together? Now that Leila has her wolf back, does Tatum’s wolf feel the matebond? That should not be possible, right?She has to see Lithoha about this, she cannot risk their wolves bonding.“Fine, don't answer,” Tatum says, “tomorrow, you and I are going for a pregnancy test and if you don’t have a pup in you, well, let’s just say you are going to suffer, severely. And if you do have a pup in you,” Tatum stands up, closes the distance between them, their faces barely inches apart, his eyes cold and dead, his voice dropping to a spine chilling whisper.“You are still going to suffer because the pack will know that their,” he draws quotations with his f
“Do you Liana Rodgers solemnly swear that the testimony you will give to this court will be the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth under the all seeing eye of the goddess?” Kelvin asks Liana with both their right hands up as he stands by the podium. It is the day of the second hearing and Justin has called her to the stand to prove that she was indeed on the scene of Henry’s murder and the first discoverer. “I solemnly swear,” Liana replies. Kelvin nods and they both take their seat before Justin steps forward. “You just took an oath before everyone present here in the name of the goddess and I hope you can honour that oath,” he says, “tell us, according to you, what happened that day?” Liana glances at Leila who gives her a reassuring nod despite the way Leila’s own heart hammers with a nervous fear. Kelvin has prepared Liana for this, he has told her how to answer the questions, prepped her on how Justin would go low and try to rile up her emotions, twist his que
Kelvin grits his teeth in annoyance as Justin smirks at him, returning to his seat. Justin currently has one up on them. Liana never mentioned that she was carrying a weapon that day, maybe she didn't think it was relevant but as long as he can prove she wasn’t on the scene, things would still go well for them.“It’s going to be okay, you did great,” He says calmly to Liana, patting her shoulders as she takes her seat beside him.“Is the defence ready to call its witness?” Judge Bruce asks.“Yes,” Kelvin replies and stands up. “Defence calls Beta Trent Easton.”The door to the courtroom opens and Trent saunters down the aisle with a smug look on his face, his shoulders held high in pride, his steps pompous and full of confidence.He stops in front of Liana and looks at her for some seconds before he scoffs, shakes his head and proceeds to the witness box.After Justin gets him to take the oath of truth, Kelvin steps forward.“You were with Henry and his wife on the day of the murder,
Judge Bruce sighs. “Very well.” “The defence calls on Gareth Thomas, the chairman and CEO of Bane Technologies,” Kelvin says as Trent steps down from the box, glaring at him before he sits down behind Justin. A tall lanky man with grey bits, dressed in an obviously expensive black designer suit with round transparent glasses sitting on his nose steps into the courtroom and murmurs fill the air, every eye watching him in awe. Even Judge Bruce looks a bit taken back. Trent sneers and Carmela taps him, shock and worry evident in her eyes. “What is he doing here father? I thought this man was a myth.” “Well he fucking isn’t as you can see,” Trent slaps her hand away from in irritation, rage boiling in his chest. Gareth Thomas is not just any werewolf, he is the richest one in all of the country. Even the elites of the elites cannot get a meeting with him and he agrees to testify as a witness in a murder case for people who he has no business with? What kind of testimony does he eve
“In light of new evidence that has appeared, this court hearing will be adjourned by two weeks and we will reconvene at exactly 11am,” Judge Bruce slams his gavel.“All rise,” The clerk announces as he leaves and everyone begins to file out.Trent storms out of the courtroom in fury, muttering curses and Carmela runs after him, reaching him in the corridor of the courtroom.“Father, wait.”“You bloody fool,” Trent snarls at her. “I thought you said you and that incapable bastard went through everything that they could use against us today, why didn’t you know about the bloody masts?”“I’m sorry, I thought we had it all covered, but don’t worry, we will still get them, they’re not going to win this,” Carmela replies in a petrified tone.Trent scoffs coldly. “I shouldn’t worry?” He grabs her chin and shoves her against the wall, squeezing it painfully, his eyes cold and deadly as he narrows them at her.“I made a fool of myself today and I don’t like making a fool of myself. I’ve worked
“Lithoha, are you sure this spell will work?” Carmela frowns as Lithoha stokes a fire in the backyard of Trent’s house. “His wolf will go into a haze, even if the human fights the urge, his wolf will not be able to resist his mate, so be rest assured, he will be yours tonight – if you have been taking the medicine I gave you to keep up the temp mate bond?. Did you bring what I asked for?” Lithoha replies, not looking away from the fire. Carmela smiles to herself. After tonight, Tatum will have slept with her. Whether he or Leila likes it or not, either his child or Matt’s child will be inside her and Tatum will think either one is his. She reaches into her purse and stretches a ring towards Lithoha. “His ring, it’s the only personal item I could get my hands on.” Lithoha has been working on this spell for weeks and this is the final day. Tatum’s personal item has been the only thing missing but she was able to nick his ring when she visited him the last time. “It will do,” Litho
Adaline goes upstairs to Darren’s room and she looks at her husband lying lifeless on his bed, several drips connected to his pale and thin body. The vibrant energetic man she once used to know is but a shadow of himself now.She is sad that he is in this condition but even more sad that despite his illness, he has maintained his stand to not speak a word to her or Tatum because of what happened to Leila.He firmly believes that Leila did not commit any of the crimes she is accused of as Leila is a kindhearted woman and a good person. She never knew that what happened to Leila could make him so bitter towards them but to not have spoken to his fated mate and wife for over five years is enough proof of that.It is the more reason she is unhappy with Carmela, she hoped that Carmela would have given them another heir by now to soften Darren’s anger but it is obvious that despite Carmela being Tatum’s fated mate, his heart is still with Leila.She often wonders if she did the right thing,
“Stop here,” Leila says to the driver bringing her back to the Blood oak pack territory, her voice low and sullen, her eyes pregnant with tears but she holds it in, determined to stay strong for her, Amara and Tatum.They both needed her and she had to make a choice.Something inside her feels torn that she chose Tatum over Amara, that she chose the father who abandoned them over the child who brought joy back into her life.She remembers how sad she always was when she was pregnant with Amara, how the days spent in the cell being nibbled on by rats while she starved haunted her sleep throughout that period.She was not herself then, often lost in her thoughts thinking, swimming around in her anguish until it drowned her.But Amara was the light that the goddess sent to her darkness. Once she was born, it was as if alongside her, Leila also pushed out her sadness.Amara gave her hope, something to look forward to, something to live for.The tears push heavier against the blanket of he
“Again!” Trent yells at the warriors training with Tatum who Tatum had just put to the ground.Tatum is on his knees, one knee on the floor, the other bent with his elbows resting on it as he pants exhaustedly.His shirtless body is dripping with sweat, mixed with his blood oozing out of the whip marks on his back and the side of his torso.“What are you waiting for?!” Trent yells, trashing the whip and landing it on Tatum’s back. “So you think that rebel, Alpha Leo will give you time? Pathetic,” he spits out with venom.As the silver tip of the whip cuts into Tatum’s back and tears his skin on the way out, it sears him with pain but he barely reacts to it, only looking at Trent with a deadly look in his eyes, his teeth clenched.No matter how much pain he has to endure, he will never break before this ceremonial Alpha.He folds his fists together and smiles maniacally at Trent, blood covering his entire dentition. “You need to hit harder, old man. You’re an Alpha now but you seem to
Leila stares at her phone for the umpteenth time, feeling very worried. She has a lot on her mind but chief of them is that Tatum hasn’t replied to her messages in days and she cannot reach him via phone call.They’ve been at the Northstar pack for over a week now and it was only the first two days that she was able to communicate with him.Tatum mentioned that Trent had given her three days to return or she will be banished and she has been here for days more than that. After the incident at the training for the competition, she couldn’t just leave the next day, Amara needed her but now, she’s worried something might have happened to Tatum because of her absence to show up during the stipulated time window.She sighs and decides to go see Jenny to talk about it. Jenny can look after Amara and also keep her out of trouble. She needs to go and help Tatum no matter what.His position is their only true security.She steps out of the room given to them in the pack house to go to Jenny’
“My daughter!” The sound of the head warrior’s yell as he rushes towards the scene jolts Leila to the harsh reality of what Amara just did. It’s not just that she used her powers in public, breaking a rule that had been given to her but she also used it to hurt someone. Athena flew yards into the air, if anything happens to her, Amara could be in real trouble because of it. “She’s not breathing! Help, somebody do something!” The head warrior yells, clutching Athena to his chest, blood oozing from the corner of the limp girl’s head. Leila rushes towards them as fear of the worst grips her. She ignores Amara who stands there with a blank expression, her face staring at Athena and her father and she tries to hold Athena but the head warrior shoves her away. “Don’t touch my daughter, your child did this, she is evil,” the man spits out with venom, casting a cold look at Amara. “Why?” Leila immediately turns to Amara, holding back the bitter words she wanted to reply to the man with
Leila looks at Amara who is fast asleep beside her in the middle of the night unable to sleep herself. Aside from the fact that she naturally finds it hard to sleep in a new environment for a few days, her heart is heavy. Tatum didn’t argue with her concerning returning to the pack in a few days but her daughter and her have never been separated for more than a day and she will have to leave her, perhaps for weeks or even months, depending on how long it takes for them to get Tatum back his position of Alpha. She runs her hand slowly through Amara’s hair, her eyes welling in tears as she kisses her daughter’s hair, taking a good whiff, a strong sense of anguish filling her for the decision she has to make, even though deep down in her heart she doesn’t want to leave Amara but it’s the only way to keep her safe. Aside from the anonymous letter that they got asking them to protect Amara, she also cannot shake a feeling deep in her heart that Antonio is doing all of this because he wan
“Welcome to the North Star Pack Leila, I am Alpha Caden,” Alpha Caden says to Leila before opening his arms and squeezing her in a hug. “And you must be Amara,” he smiles, breaking the hug and bends to pick Amara up in his arms, tugging her chin as he chuckles. “Thank you for having us,” Leila replies to Caden, hiding her surprise in her tone. Caden is not like anything she imagined or like most Alphas she knew who were either lean with muscle or bulky with the same. He looked very different, tall and robust with a stomach that could pass for a pregnant woman’s bulge but he has a warm aura to him and his sandy blonde hair has been twisted into short locks. “Thank you?” Caden suddenly frowns at Leila, making her wonder if she said something wrong. “Family does not thank one another. I find that offensive, Leila, you must apologize,” his tone softens and his frown morphs into a smirk. Leila smiles back to him, amused by his character. “I’m sorry Alpha Caden.” “Apology not accepted b
“I, Alpha Tatum Cromwell, under the all seeing eye of Selene, witnessed by the elders of the Council, renounce my position as the Alpha of the Blood Oak Pack.” He feels the rage of his wolf blending with his as he locks eyes with Trent who has a smug look on his face. Trent steps forward, joining Tatum in the middle of the circle. “Representing the elders, we witness your renouncement. Who do you name as your successor,” Trent’s face is flushed with a look of mockery that makes Zane boil even further. He should have had Trent sentenced to death instead but then he thought it would be quick mercy, he wanted him to suffer imprisonment for the rest of his life as a lesson for all his evil deeds but it seems that decision has come back to bite him in the ass. Zane frowns. “Not as my successor but as an interim ruler, I name—” he extends the claws of his left hand and slashes the wrist of his right hand. He looks slowly from the thick red liquid dripping from his wrist, making patter
“Alpha Tatum,” a tall bulky man dressed in a grey suit bows slightly to Tatum with two much smaller men dressed in similar styled suits walking behind him. They are at the annual werewolf trade fair. An event organized amongst allied packs to foster unity and commerce. Attending the event is the perfect cover for Leila to get away with Amara just in case Antonio still has any men watching them. Tatum gives his hand a firm handshake. “It’s been ages, Curtis. The years have been kind to you.” “As they have been with you. Our Alpha sends his greetings. The North Star pack will forever be grateful to you for saving our Alpha’s life.” “He would have done the same for me,” Tatum pats the side of Curtis’ arm with a small grin that barely lasts a second before he pulls the big man to the side. Curtis is the Beta of Alpha Caden Miles, the Alpha of the North Star pack. Many years ago, during his Alpha training, that was when he met Caden and saved him from being lynched by a pack of rogues
“That bastard!” Tatum yells, punching a hole through the wall of his office, his heart beating fast, his entire aura swirling in visible rage. “Calm down,” Leila says, not feeling any sort of calmness herself and Tatum can sense it, which only pisses him off more. It’s like they can’t get a fucking break, things just keep going from one crisis to the next and it’s all because of one man who wields too much power, it’s beginning to get to his head. It is completely unheard of for an Alpha to name another person as an acting Alpha when he is still alive and more so, even if that was to happen, Theo, his beta would have been in a better position to receive that honor, not fucking Trent. He hisses, tapping frantically on his table, staring at the warning message they had received concerning Amara. This whole thing has Carmela written all over it and Antonio in his vileness would be more than willing to oblige her. Whoever sent them this warning must have found out something. He nee