Enya pov
Since the nurse came clean with everything that happened while I wasn't entirely present, many things changed. I learned that Aros had indeed become an Alpha, and Vincent had chosen to live in isolation from the rest of the pack. His decision wasn't based on shame over losing the title, nor anything to do with me, but on the fact that he needed time to himself. At least, that's what Aros told me.
I agreed to stay in the pack, as Aros explained that he could protect me only if I stayed. Besides, since the fall of the Alliance, it's not like I have anywhere else to go. Everyone in the pack is way too friendly, and every time someone flashes me a smile, I feel guilty. For everything I've done, said, and thought of them without bothering to get to know the wonderful people I once considered to be monsters.
Enya povAs soon as I reach the border, my eyes scan the surroundings. At first glance, nothing seems out of place until something catches my attention. I'm not exactly at the spot. Not yet. I ran to the place the patrol discussed with Aros, not the place where those fuckers actually met Vincent. I know they took him; I can feel that he's in trouble. I have no idea how I know that, but it's enough that I do.Before anyone can catch up with me, I make my way to the spot that caught my attention earlier. As soon as I get close enough, the stench of metal hits my nose, and I know what it is- blood. My eyes take in the sight before me- at least thirty wolves and Vincent were here. I kneel down and sniff the soil. I run my fingertips over the paw print someone left behind. I've been taught how to track a wolf, how to take it down, and for once, my knowledge wi
Vincent povA large amount of water poured over me jolts me awake. I have no idea when or how I passed out, but if I know anything, it's that I'm chained to a goddamn wall. Now I understand how Enya felt.Someone's fist collides with my jaw, and as I spit out some blood, I wish the bastard would show his face. I'm getting out of here no matter what, and after this, every man involved in this shit should pray for his life. I won't let anyone get away when it's over."Wakey, wakey, Alpha," the same shithead who hit me speaks up. He laughs, and everyone else in the room immediately joins his example. I feel like I'm trapped at a shitty school party, and no other shifters besides the hyenas have decided to join in. Their laughter is disgusting. I'd rather listen to Aros whine than these
Enya povIt's a trap. I judge not only by the note but by how easy it is to get to this place. Although I needed to be by the cliff, I wouldn't make it easy for Diego to kill me. Instead, I followed the trail those idiots had left and found the underground bunker. So predictable, it hurts. I feel like history is repeating itself- I was in a situation like this once a few years ago. Just like then, two careless guards stand near the door. They're laughing at each other's jokes, which seems like a perfect excuse to attack now, but I know better. I'll strike when the time is right- they know I'm following them, they know I'll come alone, and right now, both men are pretending to pay no attention to their surroundings. I can see the sideways glances and the moments they turn their heads as they laugh.I let my eyes wander over the area. At th
Enya povAs Diego's lifeless body collapses at my feet, his words echo in my mind. "In a few hours, you'll find out what it's like to lose a mate." My eyes frantically search the hallway until they fall on the old, barely noticeable door. I run as if the building is on fire.When I open the door, I notice Vincent immediately. He doesn't react when I step closer- he's obviously drugged as his body seems limp. I search the room until I find the keys to the chains. As I free Vincent from the chains, his body falls on top of mine. Only then does he realize what has happened. His eyes meet mine and widen instantly. "This isn't how I imagined our first time," Vincent mutters, losing consciousness. Although the comment is ridiculous, I have to focus on how to get him back to the packhouse instead of laughing.
Aros pov"Do you understand that we can't let you out of this place? I mean, anyone else in my position would kill you if they were in a good mood. If I know anything about other Alphas, I can assure you that I'm still more than nice to you. Keep in mind that I'm doing this for your daughter and your daughter alone," I can't look at him. Everyone from the Alliance, especially the leaders, make me sick. Well, everyone except Enya. I asked her friend Emmy many questions, and she told me that almost everyone joined the Alliance because they wanted to. Enya was forced into the nightmare, Emmy had no say in it because a leader adopted her, and a few of the other leaders' children were innocent. To a certain extent, of course. Some grew up and decided to become just as monstrous as their fathers.The old man coughs and sits down. "I understand. An
Vincent povI've hated the stench of a hospital since I was young, so waking up in a hospital is not exactly a pleasant feeling. I try to rub my eyes, but someone quickly grabs my hand and hushes me. It's not Enya; no sparks fly at the touch. I wonder if she's around here, waiting for me to wake up. Speaking of which- how long I was out? It must be at least a couple of hours, but I feel more rested than ever.The last thing I remember is Enya's frantic face as she tried to find the keys to those damn chains, then I fell on top of her, and everything went black. She went there; she saved me."I'll get Alpha Aros here," someone whispers and leaves the room, but I still feel a presence near me."Can I h
Enya povI found a job. A real job, for the first time in my life. And I did it all by myself- no help from my father or others around.The day I killed Diego was the last time I held a gun. These days, I avoid picking up a knife unless I have to help the staff in the kitchen. At first, everything seemed complicated, but I figured out the system free humans have in no time. Their lives are so different from what I was used to; everything still seems a little surreal. My first stop was the hospital, and as it turned out, I couldn't get any help because I didn't have ID or health insurance, let alone money. Although I say I did everything myself- that's only partially true. At the hospital, I met an old lady who offered me a helping hand. She took me home, called her son over to get rid of the hunter's trap, and invited a friend who's a
Vincent povFirst of all, it's not as easy to get a discharge from a hospital shortly after waking up. The doctors and nurses, as they say, want to keep me here overnight for observation, but that's not going to happen.The first thing I did was call the Council of Elders to claim my title. They weren't so happy about the change, but a little pile of paperwork helped my case. Aros is incapable of dealing with the stress and responsibility, so they had no choice but to send someone to revoke his title and give it back to me. What pissed them off the most is that I have the right to come up with something they have no say in. Even though I was the former Alpha, regaining my title still gives me the freedom to make a decision. Of course, I already know what I'm going to do with this power, but I'm keeping it to myself for now. Just to pis
ENYAA week ago we got married. I didn't wear the traditional white dress. Instead, one of the Omegas made a beautiful fire pattern dress for me to pay my respects to my father and his tribe.There were too many people around for us to end the evening on a somewhat quiet note. His father walked me down the aisle, Aros was Vince's best man, and my mother helped Brent care for their newborn daughter. My little girl was given the honour of being the flower girl. Yes, we chose to adopt- the child that grew closest to me. We adopted Bella, and since that day, we have been an official family. I think it all worked out for the best- all three of us were robbed of family and found each other when we needed it most.Vince and I decided we don't need a honeymoon- our
Enya povIf it hadn't been for that lovely lady, I wouldn't have been able to accept the news as fast as I did. Everything the pack doctor told me felt like a punch below the belt. Still, I'm glad she told me the truth and offered to tell me more about the history of werewolves. If Mother Nature decided I couldn't have children, so be it.The only person I'm really worried about is Vince. He was at the hospital and stormed off as soon as the doctor told him everything. It's been hours since Aros tried to mind-link him and about thirty minutes since Aros left the packhouse. I hope he finds him as soon as possible and drags this stubborn man home. Vince needs to sit down with me and talk. And while I know the news hurts him- there are some things in life we can't change. And this, unfortunately, is one of them.
Vincent povI'm lost.So fucking desperate for an answer. Or at least for someone to jump around the corner with a camera in hand, yelling "jokes on you".I've been wandering the woods for hours. I don't have it in me to go back to Enya and break her beyond repair. Although she dreaded the possibility of pregnancy, I know she wanted to be a mother later. Neither of us ever had a real family, and now we have no chance to start our own.I hoped that getting some fresh air would help me think, but it doesn't. All I can picture is the pain in her eyes when she encounters a pregnant pack member or one of those kids. Enya is stuck in a place that will constantly remind her of everything she will never have.
Vincent pov Before I leave Enya in the bedroom, I check her forehead to make sure she doesn't have a fever. The fact that she has heat after such a short period of time from the previous one is strange. I have many responsibilities, and I should discuss a few things with Melinda, but instead of getting to work, I take a detour to the hospital. As soon as I open the door, I see a bunch of nurses. They all stop and wait for me to acknowledge them, but I won't. Not because I don't respect them, but these women gave away their plan without thinking that I might hear these rumours. The nurses and some Omegas decided to find out how loyal I am to my mate and basically tried to set up their Luna. I'll deal with them later, now- I'm a man on a mission. I walk past the nur
Enya povI'm speechless. As I stare back at those pitch-black eyes, I forget how to breathe. I notice a shift between the colours in his eyes-Vince is fighting back, but I doubt his wolf will let him have the upper hand. Now that the beast has the upper hand, he'll use it for the alone time he's been trying to get for so long.Damian reaches for the faucet and turns off the water. I don't expect much from a wolf; he's supposed to run on all fours and be an animal, but to my surprise, he acts kind of human. He steps out of the shower, holds my hand as I follow, and reaches for a towel. Though I assume he'd need it, Damian wraps it around my body and grabs another to dry me off."Mate can't walk wet, will catch a cold." He mumbles to himself once again, surprising me so much that I can't beli
Enya povHer words make sense, so do her intentions, but deep down, I'm hurt beyond repair.All my life, I've been nothing more than a puppet in someone's hands, and it was foolish of me to think that would stop. It wouldn't. Sooner or later, someone would find a way to use me as they pleased. The same as my newfound mother did.She can tell me she had only good intentions, but I heard what she said. I heard her claim that she wanted to hear those screams. To me, it sounds more like she desired revenge more than anything else. Maybe we'll get closer and learn to understand each other after a while, but I need time to get there."Vince, can you please walk me to the bedroom? I need some alone time," I don't look at my
Vincent povI accompany Melinda to the kitchen and show her where she can find anything to her liking. Like her daughter, she complains that she is allergic to basil, which makes sense.However, a few details confuse me, and I hope Melinda has the answers I'm seeking. "Melinda, can I ask you a few questions?" I turn to her, but I see half of her body peeking out from behind the refrigerator door.She closes the door and grins at me. Melinda's mouth is covered in frosting. Yeah, a true lady there. I roll my eyes, and my attitude doesn't go unnoticed. "Sure thing, Pussysaurus-Rex." She bursts out laughing. "Sorry, I couldn't resist the temptation to use that brilliant nickname. And don't look at me like that; I've been complaining about being hungry for weeks- my prayers have be
Enya povMy hands tremble, my grip on Vince's hand tightens to the point where I feel him flinch in surprise. But a moment later, I push my mate away from me and free myself from his grip. Step by step, I move closer to his cell. Though Vince is doing his best to hold me back, there will be no end to the suffering of those who hurt me. Starting with the man who pretended to be my father."Vince, Melinda," I whisper, but apparently, I'm loud enough to get their attention. I can't look at my mother, nor can I address her as such. I have no right to do so- I killed the man she loved, I slaughtered my own father and spilt his blood like a pig. If anything, I have no right to be near her, so I cast my gaze to the dirty floor. "I need you both out of here. Please," my voice breaks and tears run down my cheeks as memories flood my mind. Both of the
Vincent povMelinda hasn't changed a bit. She's still the same loving and bubbly personality I remember her to be.On our way to the packhouse, I keep throwing glances at Enya. She's visibly anxious, and while her mother keeps asking questions, the only moment my mate speaks up is to answer a question. She doesn't ask her own questions, though I know she has many. Perhaps in time, I'm sure Enya needs a moment or two to get used to the situation. After all, it's not every day that your dead mother comes back to life and appears in front of you. I couldn't blame Enya because I would react the same way.After a moment of awkward silence, Melinda turns her attention to me. "Vincent, how is your father? It's been a while since I last met Roma. Oh, and I'm sorry about your ste