ELIJAH Flashback “You can’t even make a simple cup of black coffee?!” I shout, tossing the cup aside as if it's worthless. She served me milk coffee, but I can't stand milk in my coffee. Rena flinches at my outburst, her features painted with terror. Instantly, my anger melts into guilt. It's not her fault; I haven't told her that I don’t like milk coffee. With a sigh, I say, “I don’t like milk in my coffee.” “I know,” she replies, prompting a frown from me. “I wanted to try making milk coffee that tastes like black coffee, so I experimented with it.” My brows shoot up at her explanation. She turns to me with a pout, saying, “But you just threw it away without tasting. You could have politely asked for black coffee. Why act so rudely?” She glares at me. I'm torn between the fact that she intentionally made me something I didn't want and how cute she looks at the moment. A part of me wants to kiss her plump lips. "Why didn't you just make me black coffee if you knew what I want
ELIJAH I feel a tug at my heart when Irene mentions Rena’s name, a sharp pain that I try to push aside. Her name keeps coming up in everything, and it's frustrating. “Is everything running smoothly in the borders?” I ask in an attempt to change the topic. Irene furrows her brow, clearly puzzled by my sudden shift in topic. "Why are you avoiding my question?" she probes, her curiosity evident in her voice. My jaw clenches, anger simmering beneath the surface. “That’s none of your concern. I didn’t call you here to be interrogated,” I retort sharply. But Irene doesn't back down, her smirk only growing wider as she leans in, her eyes fixed on me. "This just got interesting," she remarks, her curiosity clearly piqued. "There's something off about you today," she observes, her gaze scanning me from head to toe. "You look like a mess. Your hair's unkempt, your suit is not ironed, and the files are disorganized. Yet here you are, sitting amidst it all." I sigh in annoyance. Irene know
ELIJAHI enter the Ironwood academy building with Irene trailing behind me, and step inside one of the classrooms without any prior warning. Professor Hayes's eyes narrow as he sees me, and he asks, "Is there anything I can help you with, Alpha Donovan?" There is an edge of annoyance in his question. He doesn't appreciate me interrupting his Physics class."Yes, I’d like one of your students, Drake, to come with me," I respond, and turn towards the seats. I find the brown, curly-haired boy sitting at the last bench. I didn't expect a smart boy like him to be a backbencher.Hayes slides his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "I see," he acknowledges, then calls Drake, who gets up from his seat. The boy frowns when his eyes fall on me. His classmates whisper amongst each other, and I don’t miss the flirtatious glances the teenage girls throw my way.Drake walks towards me, slinging his bag over one shoulder, his face rigid with hatred towards me. We exit the classroom, and Drake immediat
ELIJAH “Step away, lady. Let the FBI do their duty,” Irene says with a smug look, and the receptionist slowly steps back from the desk. “But we are not the FBI,” Drake comments with a frown as he settles into the chair behind the desk. Irene sighs as if disappointed, “But it sounds cool. Adds weight to our investigation. Don’t you think so?” “Uh, I guess…” Drake gives her a strange look before focusing his attention on the desktop. Joshua walks over to me and mutters, “Elijah, this is a waste of time. We are in a hospital, and people are scared because of what’s happening. It's interrupting the workspace.” I look behind me. The nurses, staff, and patients are all gathered around, staring at us with curiosity in their eyes. I scoff, “I don’t give a fuck. I am the Alpha, so if they have a problem, then they can fuck off. Drake will do what I said.” “But—” “Know whom you are talking to, Joshua,” I snap at him, reminding him that he’s my Beta and he needs to obey my orders. If th
ELIJAH “Please hurry. I think—I think I’m going to die. It's getting very hard to breathe. I can’t breathe, Elijah!” Nixie shouts, and breathes loudly. Nixie’s body has weakened significantly due to the amount of wolfsbane injected into her by the Sandmoon pack when she was held captive. The doctor strictly advised that she stay in bed rest and have emotional support because of the trauma she went through. “I will,” I close the mind-link, not letting her say another word, and also turn my phone on silent mode. She will keep calling me, but I don’t have the time to be her emotional support at the moment. I turn my attention to the lady who seems firm on not revealing the identity of the one behind this plan. “This is the last time I’ll ask you politely, Miss—” my eyes dip to the nametag on her blazer, “Miss Edna. If you don’t answer, there are other ways I can use, and trust me, you won’t like them.” The receptionist gulps, “P-please. Let me go. I–I don’t know anything. It's not
ELIJAH I return to the packhouse with a heavy heart. Irene and Drake join me in my office to discuss everything that has happened so far. But I don’t have any words to spare, nor am I in the mood to discuss anything. My world has fallen apart, and I have no one to blame but myself. Rena would have been with me if I had just believed, if I had just said that I would trust her. Footsteps approach the office door, and Joshua walks in with a rigid expression. “We haven’t found Edna yet,” he reports. I stare at the dark gray sky through the window and reply slowly, “I see.” “But I have launched a search team to find her. I am confident we’ll get to her,” he sounds angry, “I won’t let go of someone who dares to hide such vital information from us,” he spats. “But you weren’t very cooperative when Drake told us that Edna is lying,” Irene intervenes, and I turn back towards them. Joshua’s brows knit as he stares at Irene, “What are you trying to imply here, Irene?” Irene shrugs, “J
VERENA “Sweetie, could you pass me the salt?” Ruth calls out to me from the other end of the kitchen, and I turn around to face her. The old lady’s eyes are focused on the pot, her gray hair pulled up in a tight bun. My lips curve into a smile, “Sure, here you go.” I grab the nearby salt canister from the white countertop and walk over to her. Ruth gestures for me to sprinkle some salt into the simmering tomato soup. Due to her simple appearance anyone would mistake her for a regular staff member working for the Alpha of the Mountain Cross pack. However, she is Carlisle’s nanny and a respected member of the packhouse. It has been a month since I left the Iron Claw Pack and started living in the Mountain Cross Pack. This pack has a different atmosphere and culture, leaning more towards a slow and peaceful lifestyle compared to the fast-paced city life of my old pack. Half of the landscape is filled with pine trees and towering mountains that reach up to the bright blue sky. “Look a
VERENA Ruth has been the only one, aside from Carlisle, who has been kind to me. She treats me well, and I enjoy spending time with her in the kitchen. We sometimes gossip about random things, and I get some vital information from her regarding the pack. She scoops up a steaming spoonful of tomato soup from the pot and carefully hands me the ladle. I blow on the spoon softly to cool the liquid and take a sip. The rich flavors dance across my taste buds, and the warmth of the broth is like a soothing caress to my itchy throat. “It's delicious,” I hum, feeling the urge to grab another spoonful. Ruth chuckles as she notices me eyeing the soup, “You’ll get to have it during lunch.” My eyes brighten up at that. I can’t wait to have soup for lunch. The little peaceful moment is dampened by the voices of the girls across the kitchen, “She looks like a twig. Does she not have a wolf?” I stiffen. They are suspecting it too. “It’ll be nice if she does not because then the Alpha will not al
VERENAI shift back and just stare at her in silence, watching her fumble with her words. Her lips are quivering and she’s sweating profusely, her midnight blue hair sticking to her forehead. She literally copied my hair color and my hairstyle. When she realizes the coldness in my gaze, she stops and starts yelling.”You can’t kill me! Dad will end you. I did what I did and I will do it again with you!” her eyes go round as she looks up at me with a psychotic look. She starts laughing and I know that there’s no humor or happiness to the laugh. “You deserve it all! You are fucking bitch who was born in a wealthy family and was accepted. You have no idea what it feels like to be unwanted. So…so I did all of this. You needed to feel what I felt too. And I succeeded!” she throws her head back and laughs even harder. “I succeeded in ruining your life! After this battle, you’ll have nothing left for you. Everything will be taken from you. Your Elijah, your kids, your pack…everything! So go
VERENAA warm sensation takes over my body and I feel a tingling sensation in my spine. The celestial light builds within me and I aim it at the Ashwalker wolves. They take a step back as if they can sense that power within me. Serena opens her mouth and light erupts from it. It's directed at them and the moment it hits the ground, a huge explosion takes place. I hear lots of howls and the light blinds everyone in the field. When it fades, a huge crater is formed on the ground and there’s no sign of the Ashwalker wolves and the cloaked men who stood with them. The impact was so huge that it got everyone’s attention. Nixie stares at it with wide eyes. “What the fuck,” she says as she measures the depth of the crater I created. “Damn! That’s so badass!” Dory exclaims and I smirk. We approach Joshua and Irene who also are staring at the huge crater. They turn towards us and Dory steps forward, shifts back and kneels down. Joshua looks at me and I see concern in his eyes. “Rena…Irene
VERENAI run towards the main battlefield and Nixie’s petite figure comes into sight. She’s standing against my men, guarded by the Ashwalker wolves and a few of Umbra’s cult men. I watch in horror as Nixie, her eyes filled with a malicious glint, hurls a gas bomb towards Irene and Joshua. The bomb explodes, sending a toxic cloud billowing into the air. Irene and Joshua cough, their faces contorted in pain. Joshua, with his enhanced senses, manages to shield himself from the gas, but Irene, still recovering from her previous injuries, is more vulnerable. I can see her coughing violently, blood staining her lips.“Irene,” Joshua goes to her and holds her while she drops to the ground, the coughing not stopping.Nixie grins as she looks at them. “You used to call me Dumpster Barbie, right? Now what, huh? Can’t speak?” she taunts and then pauses. “Oh wait! I totally forgot to say this. This gas has a special role, you know? It can take away the vocals of the person it affects. Permanen
VERENAI grit my teeth and clench my fist in anger after I shift back. Dad shifts back to his human form too and glares at me, standing protectively before mom. “Dad? Are you seriously going to protect her? You know who she's working for,” I ask him, my eyes pleading for him to see the truth in this situation. She’s not our ally. His face contorts in anger as he hears my words and he growls at me. “I trust her. There must have been some misunderstanding.” His eyes flash and I realize that he’s not in himself. It's the mate bond that’s making him say this. My dad isn’t as strong as I am when it comes to staying away from our mates. His love for mom will destroy him. “Oh yes it is, Ray. He’s making me do these things,” Mom says and makes this sad face. I wonder who’s better at acting innocent—Nixie or her? Oh wait, I forgot that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. She proves she’s her mother. I look at Charlotte and mind-link her. “You are being a total bitch! You used my fat
VERENABut my words fall on deaf ears. He lunges at me, his claws outstretched. I dodge his attack, barely escaping his grasp. I'm filled with a mix of fear and anger. How can he hurt me? How can he turn against me after all this?I draw upon my celestial power, a surge of light coursing through my veins. My eyes glow a brilliant white, and my form shifts, becoming more powerful. I face him, my stance defiant."Elijah, stop!" I shout, my voice filled with authority. But he won't listen. He's lost in the darkness, a creature of pure instinct.We circle each other, our eyes locked in a battle of wills. The air crackles with tension as we prepare to strike. The battle between the Luna Guardian and the Shadow Alpha has begun. A battle that has occurred through different generations and timelines. I don’t want this. But do I have a choice? And what will we do if we both die? I look into his eyes, and see no sign of him. Is he gone? Did Umbra take him from me? I steel myself for what I
VERENAMaria walks towards me. “What happened?” She asks with a frown on her face. “It's mom. She’s here.” I say and Maria’s eyes turn wide. “Charlotte is here? Oh my Goddess!” She rests her hand on her chest and looks worried. I can sense the conflict arising within her. Mom was Maria’s best friend. I’m sure she still cares about her. I look at Irene. “We need to go out there. I’m sure the others will need us.” Irene steps forward. “Of course. I’d be so glad to go out there and kick some—” she halts and looks at the kids. Ezra gives her a sly smile. “Aunt Irene is saying some adult words again.” He makes a tsk sound with his mouth and shakes his head as if disappointed. He does this whenever Irene has a slip of tongue. “Shut up. I didn’t say anything. I only said that I will kick them.” She argues and I roll my eyes. She’s seriously fighting with a kid. “Rena, someone should stay with the kids to protect them,” Maria tells me as she holds my arm. She looks at Elijah who growls
VERENA"You're back," I whisper, my voice barely audible. "You're really back."Ezra smiles, his eyes filled with warmth. "I'm here, Mommy," he says. "I'm not going anywhere."In that moment, all the pain, the fear, the uncertainty - it all seems to fade away. We've won. We've defeated the darkness.Irene quickly turns around and her eyes go wide as she sees us. “Oh Goddess! It worked! Fu—Sorry. I mean hell yeah!” she shouts, raising her fists in the air. She looks no less than a lunatic but that’s how she is.I turn to Venus who just stares at her with her big green eyes, her little hand clutching Ezra’s shirt as she sits on his lap. I kneel on the floor and take her other hand, then kiss it. “Thank you, thank you. You’re our savior.” I whisper to her and cup her little face. She makes a sound with her mouth, having no idea what I’m talking about. I look at Elijah. His head is tilted up towards the ceiling, pushing back his tears of joy and relief. He’s trying to act strong but I k
VERENAI feel a strong vibration at the pit of my stomach. It makes my guts muscles clench uncomfortably but then a warm sensation travels up my spine. Venus stops crying and I open my eyes to see a vibrant light form in the middle of the air. It casts its bright light on the room and reduces Ezra’s dark aura, allowing him to take a breath and relax a little. Venus looks calm too and is staring at her brother with her big eyes. I look at Elijah and he nods. Ezra lifts his head and his face looks better, a lot less pale as he stares at us. But he’s still in his dark aura. Maybe the energy that we created helped to slow down the process. He looks at Venus but does not say anything. I move towards the bed and Venus raises her arm like she did in the kids room when she saw me. She smiles at her brother, her green eyes lighting up. “Veenie…” Ezra whispers. I carefully place Venus on the bed and hold her back. In case Ezra does something, I’ll pull her back. Elijah stands beside me and
VERENAVenus squirms as she sees him and it hurts him but he does not show it on his face. “Are they still out there?” Maria asks me and I shake my head. “No. But we need to be careful. Elijah and I’ll handle everything. Let's go.” I tell them and we carefully walk out of the kids room. Elijah walks ahead, his senses alert for any incoming dangers. I look around too but Venus gets uncomfortable when I’m too tense so I’m trying to stay calm. I look at her and recall the vision I had. I couldn’t see her face but I felt the same way I am feeling right now. The feeling that you have when you are close to your daughter. Venus looks up at me with her big eyes and I give her a smile. “Don’t worry, angel. We’ll be fine,” I give her a kiss on the forehead and she giggles. We reach the bedroom and Elijah opens the door. The moment the double doors swing open, a strong wave of dark aura crashes on me, forcing me to take a step back. Venus squirms again and looks away, as if she’s afraid.