Enya pov
I stare at Aros and carefully push the plate aside. I close my eyes and lean my head against the wall. Maybe I should try acting like an actual human being and stop being so difficult? After all, Aros didn't do anything to hurt me. He probably didn't know about the basil anyway. "I understand that everyone in these cells gets a piece of bread and some water at best. But I'd rather starve than enjoy the reaction of my allergy. It wouldn't be half as painful to die if I chose starvation," I explain. His expression changes from horror to concern and anger. I'm not sure what he's feeling or thinking, but I don't believe any of those emotions could be good. "Look," I sigh. "It's not your fault, okay? I'm assuming you didn't know. But if you did know and you are still bringing me this food, I'll eat it. It's not like I see the end of this whole mess. Maybe it's better to end it before the situatio
Vincent povWe took Enya to the pack hospital. Again.I don't understand why this keeps happening. We know she's in great shape, and someone who fights as she does can't just collapse like this. Back in the cells, I wanted to check something, but since she refused to eat, I'm pretty sure I got my answers. However, when I caught the smell of blood, I knew something was wrong. I pushed Aros aside and ran to her. The cough didn't sound good, and I knew it was more than just a cold. By the time we got her to the doctors, she had managed to vomit blood all over me, even though Enya was unconscious.Now we are sitting in the hallway waiting for the doctors to tell us what's wrong with her.Aros won't stop pacing like a concerned parent while I focus on
Vincent pov"Give me a moment," I smile at the nurse and dismiss her. As she enters the room, I turn back to Aros. "Go to your room and get some sleep; it might help you calm down. Once I finish everything here, I'll be waiting for you in my office. And before you say anything- I will mind-link you if anything happens to Enya. I respect your wishes as much as you respect my decision." The smile that spreads across his lips is enough for me to know that Aros agrees and will probably get some sleep.Aside from the hunter in the packhouse, it's pretty quiet around here. I'm ahead of schedule with paperwork as usual, and the pack members are doing well. The daily patrols come and go on time, and to everyone's surprise, we haven't had any problems with the rogues since the incident during the supposed fight between Enya and Allison.
Vincent povOne of the doctors speaks up in a voice so excited I want to hurt her. "That's exactly the point, Alpha; we have no idea." She sounds way too happy to be someone who wants to live any longer. Does she have a death wish or something? This is not an exciting matter to discuss. Just a few minutes ago, I wanted to force Enya into the cells, and now all I can think about is how to protect her. I almost lose myself in thought, but the same cheerful voice brings me back to reality. "But since we suspect something was wrong when you brought her in last time, we ran more blood tests today. There were a few deviations from normal last time, but we didn't see as much wolfsbane or any at all. As you can see, this is not only highly suspicious but dangerous. To us." She explains. One of her statements catches my attention, and I finally take my eyes off the numbers to look at the doctor.
Angela povI end the call with Vincent and glare at my daughter. She sat by my side during the phone conversation. She could hear everything perfectly, but it seems Vincent's words only affected me. "I can't believe I have a daughter as useless as you!" I yell at Allison. She's not a woman; she's a disgrace to everything we have planned for her. Ever since I met Roma and his son Vincent, I knew the little pup would become a great Alpha.The wolves in the packs talk about how great an Alpha Vincent Romano is and how they would love to be part of his pack. They all love and respect the man, near and far. They admire and fear the man he has become. I like to think I invested a lot in the persona he has become, but of course, Vincent is too proud to admit that.I watch my daughter run to her father; she is a
Enya povWaking up to the scent of a hospital is starting to get on my nerves. Too often, I scrunch my nose at the heavy stench of medicines and cleaning supplies. Opening my eyes, I take in my surroundings. I have a couple of heavy-looking machines and cables attached to my arms. I'm alone, and there's no sign of any medical personnel nearby. I can use this opportunity to get the hell out of this damn place. I'm tired of hanging around wolves- all they try to do is kill me in a way that takes suspicion off them. A true warrior would kill me in the arena or on the battlefield, but these creatures have no honour. First the basil, and then I start coughing up blood? Something tells me they have given me something; it must be them. Father was right. I shouldn't give in and pretend to feel something- no feelings means no attachment.My gaz
Vincent pov When the nurse mind-linked me and told me that Enya had woken up, I was ready to tear the whole pack to pieces to get to her. But when she told me that the human girl was sitting against the wall like a scared cub and wouldn't let anyone but Aros and me near her, something inside me snapped. I've never felt so threatened in my life as I did at that moment. I ran like a madman down the stairs and towards the hospital. As I got closer to the room, I knew something had changed. Out of nowhere, I noticed a delicious smell that drew me closer and closer. The growl escaped my lips before I could stop it. It was not until I was in her room that I understood where the scent was coming from- Enya. Now that there was no wolfsbane in her system, her scent changed, but at the same time, she seemed weaker than ever. Her face was pale, and even from a distance, I could see that she wouldn't be able
Vincent povSitting down and admitting my feelings feels surreal. I'm not the man to talk about such things, especially when I look like a whole mess. I don't let anyone, especially Aros, see me when I appear weak or broken. As an Alpha, I have to be on top of everything, yet I feel like I'm breaking in half since Enya came along. There are two sides of me now, and each wants something completely different. The Alpha wants answers, and Vincent wants to experience happiness, even if it's only for a ridiculously short time.I hate this human part of me that is still far too naive to understand that there is no happy ending for me. I'm caught up in the idea of having a mate because it's been eleven years since I should have met her or him. I wouldn't care if the Moon Goddess would pair me up with a man, as long as we loved and respected each other as equals.
Enya pov The nap did me good, that's for sure. I feel like a whole new, much stronger person. Whatever those shifter doctors did to me, they must be miracle workers because I've never felt as good as I do today. I take my time stretching my limbs and breathing in the scent that surrounds me. I have no idea what kind of perfume Vincent uses, but it's the best I have come across so far. It's a blend of leather, coffee, and musk, and while I never thought it would work- it does. Perfectly. I'll have to ask him what it is or find the fragrance bottle and buy it when I get home. I'm a creep, and I'm not ashamed of it because I'm going to spray my bedsheets with it and enjoy the scent to the fullest. Home. I miss it. I miss the people, and I miss my father. But I hate that I feel like I'm on cloud nine while I lay in Vincent's bed, knowing that my father is out looking fo
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