AMAYA'S POV The surface of the stream glistened as sunlight filtered above it. Its gentle flow seemed to whisper unspoken words. By the edge, Amaya sat. She could barely see the flow but she knew it was flowing. At least that's what her science teacher told her. Whoever thought to include the stream or to let it be while the house was built did a great deed. It was like a storm inside her and she had taken a sudden yet much needed walk and stumbled upon the stream. If she knew there was such a place in the mansion she would have taken this walk a long time. She reached towards a small pebble beside her and threw into the stream. The stream protested with delicate splashes eliciting ripples that extended outward. She stared at the ripples with somber stillness, her expression pensive as though the ripples mirrored the turmoil within her. A strand of her hair fell and she tucked it back behind her ear and inhaled. She had never felt so many contrasting feelings in one day. What was
As Damian trotted down the road, he could not stop the ache that coursed through him. Amaya making the sudden request worsened the whole thing. Why couldn't she ask for something simpler…How could she ask him to find out the truth that was bound to ruin him? He let out a weary breath. He had wanted to stay away until he gathered his thoughts. “I can't…” He groaned softly, his forehead deepening with lines, the dried fallen leaves crunching under his feet. He had only wanted to take a walk as the Seer’s words were tearing his reasoning apart. But then he saw her. Her slumped back and the stillness of her back only broken by the faint rise and fall of her breath had caught his attention. They condemned him and he couldn't bring himself to avoid her even though that was what he wanted. Something he should do. Now she was asking him of a favour he could never fulfill.Maybe If he had known she was there he would have stayed back. “Is something wrong?” Raze asked as they came out of t
Tommy was brought to his knees before the Alphas. His hands were tied behind him and his head bent. “Tell us Tommy, who killed the Seer of Balus?” Damian demanded with authority. Tommy slowly raised his face. Lucius shifted uncomfortably on his feet, steeling himself as he dreaded Tommy's response. Deep within he knew he was not guilty yet a part of him trembled because he knew that one wrong word from Tommy and his life would be threatened. He tried to mind link Tommy but it seemed Tommy was refusing to listen. “What do I get in return?” Tommy questioned. “What?” Alpha Balus blurted in sheer anger. Furious, he marched forward and gripped Tommy's neck in a bid to choke him to death. “You want a reward huh?! How about your head for it!”“Balus!” Damian roared. “Hold your peace,” he warned before turning towards Tommy again. “Remember you are still my prisoner, Tommy. Now I'm gonna ask you for the last time, who murdered the Seer of Balus? I need a name.”“I know who…I will tell you
WESTWOOD PACK Lucius was still moaning over his defeat to Balus when Jaxon entered his study. “Didn't I say to let no one in!” he tilted his head with annoyance towards the door that just opened but stopped with a sigh after seeing it was Jaxon. He had left him back at Craven Pack and didn't think of how he would return. But that was the least of his problem that moment as he took another long gulp of the Dark Lambrusco wine. “If it's nothing important you should handle it,” he muttered. “You asked me to bring some women for you,” Jaxon started glancing towards the door where the group of beautifully half dressed ladies lined up waiting to be let in. Lucius’ jaw tightened and he gulped again. “Get them away,” he said in a low voice. Jaxon hesitated. In his best knowledge and all the time he had served Lucius beside him as his Gamma, this was what got Lucius out of his angry mood. “I was thinking…”“Get them out!” “Wouldn't you like to see them at leas–”“I said get them out!” L
The significant mood lift in Amaya's behavior was quite noticeable to everyone. So obvious it baffled both Nelly and Lyra who were among the ones that looked at her like she was covered with poop after the news spread. After they had breakfast and since they had nothing to do for the rest of the day, Amaya decided to retire to her room. “What’s going on? You finally don't care about people knowing you don't have your wolf. Strong girl,” Nelo teased with a small nudge. Amaya laughed heartily. “No it's not that… it's just…Alpha Damian will help me,” she said, grinning, their conversation at the stream replaying in her head. Although he hadn't given her an outright answer because Raze interrupted. But he listened to her and that itself showed he cared. “Hmmm,” Nelo murmured. “Why? You still don't trust him? He is not as bad as you think…well, he may be difficult some times but look beyond the scowl on his face and you'd see the real Damian.”Nelo gave a shrug. “Still, he murdered hi
AMAYA'S POV I had no idea where I was headed. I was unsure of absolutely everything. I was scared, confused, hurt, battered inside but still determined to keep walking. All I wanted was to just leave. Everything felt so exhausting and I knew I would probably choke to death if I stayed there for another second. I thought he cared about me now. I was foolish. How could I have believed someone like him. How could I have trusted a power hungry Alpha like him. He would never change. I should have known. The thought that I went the extra mile and pleaded with him to seek out the Seer on my behalf pained me the most. All the while he knew how to help me but kept it away from me. I should have known when he bought me…I should have known when he was willing to let go of hundreds of warriors and servants just to buy me. I had thought he saved me from Lucius…I should have known when he didn't kill me despite knowing I entered the forbidden room. I let out a laugh and I wished I didn't hear i
Damian looked at the wine cabinet yet again. They were begging for his touch, begging him to have a taste. He exhaled wistfully, forcing his gaze away from the direction. He must stay sober. If not for anything, to think on how to handle the matter at hand. This last month had changed him. He didn't know what it was or how it had happened but deep within him he knew it was something about Amaya. He could not let her go as she wanted, yet he couldn't keep her. But what baffled him was how she knew about what the Seer had told him. He was actually planning to tell her the truth. He was on his way to tell her everything. How had she found out before he told her? He sighed for the zillionth time, massaging his throbbing temple. He hadn't had a restful time ever since she left the house. “You should go find her,” Raze suggested, breaking into his thoughts. Damian sat up, suppressing a grunt. He would have gone after her as she was leaving if it was that easy. He saw the hurt in her e
AMAYA'S POV Blown off by Lucius' sudden request, my mouth hung open. But then we heard a shrill cry before I could speak. Someone had collapsed. Grateful for the interruption, I darted over to the place the sound came from. It was later realized that it was a prank by some of the arena keepers. Some of the people that were around complained about the silly prank before returning to what they were doing. “Do you care for anything?” Lucius asked as we went back to our position. “Uhm–”“Wait here. I will get us something,” he said hastily and hurried away before I could refuse. “Amaya,” I heard someone call my name less than a minute after Lucius left. I turned and there was an elderly woman beside me. Surprised, I scanned around to check if she had company. I hadn't heard her join us. “I am alone,” she replied like she had read the question in my mind. “How did you know my name?” I asked, still trying to grasp the whole thing. She smiled. “I would be damned not to recognize gr
CRAVEN PACK DUNGEON “Please make sure to eat your meal, my Alpha.”Those were the exact words the guard that brought in his meal that very morning had said and for some very odd reason Damian couldn't say, both the food and the manner with which the guard had spoken kept on bothering him. Unable to wave off the bother, he decided to see for himself. Sighing, he lifted the plate and looked at the food. Nothing special. Same horrible choice of food as it had been. Since he got captured, he had tasted nothing that was given. As an Alpha that had fought wars and suffered a lot, his body was no stranger to torture and not getting food for days. As he made to drop the plate back, something white caught his eye. He stopped and glanced around to see if he was being watched–Lucius leaned on the cell rods with eyes shut and none of the guards seemed to be paying attention. He stuck his hand in and carefully drew out a folded piece of paper. He unfolded it and read: “Nelo is a spy. She spied
“My love, what's wrong?” Jungo asked softly. The frustration and helplessness etched in his face.“I know, the whole takeovers is toiling with everyone–”“I'm sorry, Jungo but we can't continue this,” Nelo muttered, throwing her face away. What was the need? Tommy now ruled Craven and Damian was in jail. The only reason she needed him in the first place was to spy on Damian. Jungo blinked, the confusion arching deeper in his forehead. “What do you mean, my love? Have I made you upset again?” He came closer to take her hand. Just like he had always done each time she got angry at him and always mellowed when he apologized but was roughly pushed away instead. Nelo flared up. She was tired of acting indifferent and yet his dumb self wouldn’t get it. “What part of my words do you not understand? When I said we can't continue whatever this bullshit is, I mean I am done with you! Don't you get it? You are not my type and everything that happened between us was a mistake! How can I possibl
Lyra headed towards the building the guards had pointed her to. They told her Tommy was in the private chambers. However, they allowed her to go see him there. Very much to her surprise. A few minutes later, she knocked once and entered the house. Again, to her surprise, the entrance door was unlocked. As if her visit was expected. She looked around, vaguely recognizing the house. Damian never let her enter. Although she could see the changes Tommy had made, there wasn't much difference when Damian used it. She swallowed hard, feeling a jolt of guilt at the remembrance of Damian but she shrugged it off and proceeded inside. “Alpha Tommy?” She called, meeting the empty cushions and room. She heard a sound coming from the bedroom and approached it. At the door, her heart skipped. She imagined Tommy getting furious at her unannounced visit. What if he gets furious at her and rejects her advances? She bit her lip and hoped it didn't come to that. She had asked the guards if he was on
CRAVEN PACK HOLDING ROOM Amaya’s eyes scanned the room they put her in. It had only one door. Aside from this one door, there was also the main gate to pass through. Her hands were firmly tied to the chair and three unfriendly eyes remained on her. It was obvious there was no way out. She ground her teeth and pressed back a frustrated sigh. A moment later Tommy strode in. “Bring the man out,” he immediately ordered. A hulk, over six feet tall with splitting muscles tracing all over his body lumbered in. Amaya’s chest tightened with alarm as the beast stomped towards her. He towered over her, the facial lines in his face burrowing deeply into his fat face. Awe looked at Tommy. “What are you going to do to me?” She questioned as she sucked in air, trembling with fear. “They don't like you enough, too bad,” Tommy muttered. “They won't give me what I want and you will have to suffer for it.”“I have nothing that you want! Let me go now!” Amaya gritted. “Oh yes, you do…your screams
CRAVEN PACK DUNGEON A guard carrying two trays containing two plates of dried bread and another small plate half filled with water stood before Damian’s cell. He looked at Damian sadly. “You will always be the only Alpha I will bow to,” he said, the veins in his neck surged with determination. “Don't feel bad. I am the one that has failed to protect you,” Damian told him. The guard placed the tray on the ground and pushed one of the plates towards Lucius' cell. Lucius gave him a look. “You will share the water but Alpha Damian will have the first drink,” the guard said and placed the water such that only Damian could reach it. Lucius hissed and kicked the plate of bread away. “I need no food or water. I don't deserve it,” Damian mumbled and pressed his jaw miserably. He then signalled the guard to come closer. “Did you check what I asked you to check?” he asked. The guard glanced around cautiously. “I am still on it. Tommy is very cautious and goes around with all sorts of bu
AMAYA'S POV “This is Nelo’s bracelet…how is it here?” Several thoughts had bombarded my head at that moment. When my eyes fell upon Lucius, goosebumps climbed my body and as he had tried to approach me, I drew back. “Yes, it is,” Lucius had agreed and further said Nelo must have mistakenly dropped it on her way out. He said he had called her out to ask her for ways to make me happy and come back to him as she was my best friend and knew me best. His story made sense but Nelo never told me she was out to meet him. The beeping of the clock sounded abruptly, reminding me of my environment. I shook my head as if shaking it would push the many thoughts and questions flooding into them away. This wasn't the time to doubt. If anything, I was the worst of all. I betrayed Damian. I let Lucius use me to bring him down. How could I ever forgive myself for it? My chest tightened with resentment for myself. But I didn't want to keep feeling self pity and doing nothing. Damian's eyes as he w
As the men tore the brown file apart, Alpha Lucius laughed maniacally. Their eyes registered shocking disappointment at the discovery of the blank white paper in the brown file. Tommy sneered and slammed the file on the ground. “Tell us where the deed is or else you will be dead,” he demanded furiously. Alpha Lucius continued to laugh. Now it was their turn to be filled with anger. “Traitors!” he sneered. “I will kill you!” Tommy grabbed his throat and choked. Alpha Lucius did not stop laughing even as Tommy's grip tightened around his neck and the pain traveled through him. He knew they would not kill him until they found the deed. They needed the deed badly. Alpha Kael pulled Tommy away, reminding him they needed Lucius alive if they were to get everything they needed. “Tell us where the deed is and your life will be spared,” he demanded, bending to match Lucius' height. Lucius heaped his saliva and spat at his face. “I don't know where it is,” he said with a clenched jaw. This
Early the next day, Alpha Lucius was ready to go show the Alphas the land as agreed. He was dressed in a fitted leather jacket atop dark distressed jeans. His combat boots were sturdy, especially functional and enhanced his commanding presence. Despite the oozing confidence his dressing emanated, he still felt down inside. As he stared at the bedroom door, he swallowed painfully. Normally he should be losing his patience but he couldn't bring himself to. He was going to slowly warm his way into her heart. She may be angry with him for a few days but not forever. Not when he would be making her his Luna and wife officially tomorrow. Yet it ached his heart that she would rather stay away from him than accept his love. “Please open the door, Amaya,” he begged. For another minute not one sound came from the door. “I just want to say something to you before I leave. I'm about to leave with Tommy and the other Alphas. Please open the door. Just this once.”To his surprise, the sound of
While the big meeting hall echoed and shook from the booming laughter of men, Alpha Lucius had his beauty sleep. He may be an Alpha but he knew he still needed rest and had specifically warned to not be awoken unless for an emergency. Now that he had conquered his worst enemy and Amaya was with him, well, partly, he might as well sleep the sleep he had deprived himself of for many years. As soon as he woke up, all he thought about was Amaya. When he brought her into the Alpha’s quarters, she had run into the bedroom and locked the room. All his efforts to get her to open the door failed. Sighing , he pushed aside the duvet he’d borrowed from Raze and strode to the bedroom door.“Amaya, open the door. You need to eat something at least,” he called. A knock sounded on the main door halting him. It turned out to be one of the guards who had come to inform him of the ongoing jubilation in the meeting hall. Lucius frowned. “Party in the hall? Who authorized such a party?” “Beta Tommy