Kamari's Point of View The breeze was a welcome relief compared to the oppressive heat of the house. Granted, several bodyguards stood watch over me. Hovered too close. It was fine. This was fine. I was fine. Or so I tried to convince myself and everyone around me. The incident still lingered in the back of my mind. Like a plague that refused to go away. Sometimes, I would be thrown back into it. Shoved so far down into my memory that I almost forgot that I was no longer living there. A living nightmare. "You phoned him..." I said when I heard Nolan's footsteps approaching. His room was right next to mine. And the walls were thin. I had heard the entire conversation he had had with Zayan. It wasn't pretty. "I'm sorry, Kamari. I wanted to get him here but he has other... things to take care of." The hitch in his voice betrayed his lie. Or omission. Luckily, I knew him well enough to sense the change in his voice. And I had heard everything. Some part of me wanted to be mad at
Malakai's Point of View "Yes, mom, I know it is dangerous, but he has been settling in. Patrols have doubled, and I am always carrying a firearm. Keanu doesn't want to return home." For the first time in my life, I was pleading with my parents to keep my brother. It was rather strange and unexpected. Normally I would chew their ears off if I was saddled with babysitting him. But Keanu wanted to stay with Kamari. Especially after this morning. It seemed like the two of them had had a heart-to-heart. Which I understood, seeing as the girl intrigued me as well. Something about her was different. Not in your stereotypical kind of way. More along the lines of how she was able to hold her ground against me in a verbal battle. This only left me to deal the blow to my parents. Needless to say, neither was pleased. "Malakai,'' Fuck, she was using that tone with me. Mother meant business. "This isn't up for debate. Keanu will be coming home tomorrow." Only the former Luna could ever tell
Hello dear readers. If you have gotten this far, thank you so much for the support for the new book. I appreciate it a bunch. You have always been blessings to me and my stories and I am glad to see that this one is no exception. I want to apologize for the last two chapters. It seems that I updated them incorrectly and tried to fix it as soon as possible. The wonderful staff at Goodnovel will most likely approve the changes to the chapters tomorrow. The chapters will then be fixed. You will also notice that the numbering of the chapters is going to change, as I skipped the number 46 when naming my chapters and had to adjust everything from then on. I hope you can see past my errors and still enjoy this book. All of my love and adoration. Alexa.
Kamari's Point of View"The therapist will be in around seven. The doctor says that you might need to see someone earlier than expected, seeing as you are already coping with what took place." My dad said, nursing his cup of coffee in his hands. I nodded. Folded my arms on the table and looked out over the backyard again.Just beyond the trees closest to us, a man nearly..."When do you want to go home?" I asked, finally looking back at him. Gaelan's eyebrows scrunched together. Confusion clouded his eyes. I wanted to wipe his lips from the coffee stain lingering on his upper lip. Dust away the crumbs from the cookies he ate. Forced myself to not linger on the fact that someone thought I was coping well when my insides were on fire most of the time. I was hiding it. Shoving it down, down, down. Well enough, at least, that my parents and a doctor thought I could get my trauma debriefing earlier than expected."I thought you wanted to stay longer." He countered and set his cup down o
Zayan's Point of ViewI woke up to her in my arms. Curled up and hair splayed on the pillow. Her bottom lip was tucked between her teeth. I sighed, enjoying this moment of silence together.She looked serene whilst asleep. Became a spitfire when awake. The ultimate transformation. One I could watch over and over again for the rest of my life.Her face was toward the window. Had soft rays of sunshine dancing on her tan skin. The dip of her waist right before meeting her lush hips was an open invitation.I kissed the hollow space. Watched as she slowly came out of her sleepy haze. Blinked up at me a few times. A lazy grin spread over her face and I felt my heart skip a beat or two."Good morning, sunshine." I drawled, kissing Eris' shoulder blade.She giggled in reply and kicked the blankets off of her legs. The bruises were turning a sickly yellow. Which was good. It meant that it would be gone by the end of the day and we could forget the attack ever happened.Go back to how we used t
Nolan's Point of View Something between us had changed. I could feel it. Kamari could feel it. Even her parents sat mutely and watched as she tucked her palm up to my cheek. Our eyes remained locked. Steadfast. If this was to go anywhere, I had to set boundaries. Ground rules for myself. No jealousy, ever. Clearly, the last time I freaked out about Zayan backfired tremendously on me. Shoved Kamari so far into his arms that I feared I might never reach her. Secondly, support her in every decision she makes. Everything. She said she wanted to carry on with the plan regarding Arik. I understood. Bit my tongue when she told me. Nodded along. Sleeping with Arik would open up a whole lot of doors for her. Gained her a whole lot of money in the process as well. Kamari could finally go to the university she had always dreamed about. Obviously, somewhere down the line, I would offer to pay. But I knew her well enough to know she would never accept. Kamari still felt bad about letting Zaya
Malakai's Point of View"I know you still want to play but it is nine at night and frankly, I don't think ten-year-olds should be awake at this time," I argued back and tried to tug the blanket over his chest. Tried to tuck it beneath his chin.Keanu relented. Flailed his arms so that it was near impossible for me to tuck him in. There was a deep frown on his face. His lips were lightly pursed in defiance. I sighed."I want to play some more. I only got to see Kamari once today and now I have to sleep. It isn't fair." He argued back. I rolled my eyes and sat down on the edge of his bed. Why my mother still insisted that Keanu be tucked in at night, I had no idea. It was preposterous. No one ever did such things for me.Maybe that's why she insisted now. Mommy didn't give me enough attention as a boy and that is why I have all these issues. Fucking hell. "I have given you more leniency than you would have gotten at home. Let you stay up an hour past your bedtime. I think I have been
Kamari's Point of View The blanket was tucked up to his chin. Made Keanu seem a whole lot smaller than he actually was. A child wrapped comfortably in bed but I knew the brave heart that beat underneath all that. "Why didn't you want Malakai to tuck you in?" I asked, tucking away some stray hairs from his face. Keanu beamed up at me, a rather large gap in his front teeth. One was significantly smaller than the other. He was ten and his grown teeth weren't all in yet. How adorable. "Because I wanted to say goodbye before I left tomorrow morning. Daddy is coming in before the sun is up and I just... I just wanted to say thank you." He stammered and a blush crept up on his cheeks. I cocked up an eyebrow. "However much I appreciate that Nu, if your dad is coming that early you should have been in bed a long time ago. Don't you think? Besides. You had no guarantee that I would even show up to help Malakai." "I knew you would," His little smirk looked almost identical to his older brot
Malakai's Point of ViewThree Years LaterWhen I got home from being kidnapped as a child, I knew I would never be able to have children. They had stolen that privilege from me. Snatched it away like thieves in the night.For many years I tried to make peace with it. Work through it.It always stung.Until I met my wife. Until I married her alongside two other men I now called my brothers.Finally, I was able to fit into my own skin. Accept that I might not have biological children of my own but I will have children.The first one took three years to make but it was well worth it. Seeing Kamari with her little belly around the house was always the highlight of my day. It made my world brighter. Shinier. I adored it.Every last drop was wonderful.All four of us lived happily within Jagged Rock. I managed my pack remotely, giving my father some control from time to time. Zayan did the same thing, only his father held almost no control and the old man was pissy about it.Nolan was offi
Malakai's Point of ViewTwo days. Two days and we would be married to the most wonderful woman on earth. Two days and she will become one of the strongest women in werewolf history.Not only did she have her own pack, she also had three mates. Three men that worshipped the ground she walked on. Loved every single aspect of her soul.This was the life I had chosen. The one I had always wanted. Needed.Now more than ever, I was thankful for this blessing. Thankful that Keanus was a pain in my asshole when it came to Kamari.I hated to admit it but the little bugged scored me the biggest prize of my life."Please tell me I'm not the only one that hasn't started on my vows," Zayan whined from his desk on the other side of the room.His hair stood in every direction thanks to his constant ruffling. He looked like a parrot that just took a bath. Every feather in every direction."I did mine last week. I wanted to focus on some other things for the wedding." Nolan offered up as he scanned t
Kamari's Point of ViewThree Months LaterWinter wasn't as bad in Jagged Rock as I remembered. Everything was dead, yes, but it wasn't as cold. Nor as wet. Not that I minded either. With three men sleeping in my bed at night, a girl got hot rather fast.I wasn't complaining. Neither were they.A brush with death made them all realize that I was the one. They were all adamant that this type of arrangement was fine. That they were fine. We bickered from time to time, as one would expect of engaged couples. they bickered all the time. As one would expect from three overgrown toddlers.But everything was right. All of it neatly in place."Hey, what are you doing out here? Do you want to catch a cold the week before your wedding?" My mother called from her cottage.Strange to think that she had changed as well. Handed over the reins to me the moment I was out and about again.According to her, I earned it and then some."Just getting some peace and quiet away from all the people," I call
Malakai's Point of ViewI had dozed off on the couch whilst Keanu carried on with his cartoons. The boy was a brimming ball of energy but soon enough, he had crawled into my arms. Settled in until he fell asleep as well.So, imagine our surprise when our mother came storming into the room. Her shrill voice all but screamed our eardrums out."Malakai! It's Kamari!" She repeated once she realized I was awake.At the mention of her name, I was up. Rushed to the other side of the room to where she stood. Her hand was barely out before I grabbed the phone. Pressed it so hard to my ear that i would have a headache an hour from now."Yes?""The doctor says she is waking up. How fast can you get here?" It was Nolan on the other end.His glee was nearly contagious. Brimmed with excitement. Joy. All of it bled into me. Drummed a steady beat into my step."Give me an hour and clear out the garden. I'm taking the chopper."***The pilot puked the minute we landed. With my flying, I understood wh
Nolan's Point of ViewIt was the perfect day for a funeral. Storm clouds brewed overhead. People were dressed in black. Wrapped in scarves and staring down into a dark pit.It was a miracle it wasn't raining. That the sky relented just for this one moment in time. To commemorate the fall of someone. The sky could mourn later. We wanted to mourn now. Was fully entitled to it, all things considered.Even mother nature had a heart, after all. Malakai had gone back home. Tail tucked between his. Back bowed. His people needed him now. Feared that the rebellion and troubles would spill into their territory. he had gone back to appease them. Put their minds at ease.Zayan was holed up in his room most days. Cried from time to time but always denied it.But I was left to run two packs for the time being. Rachel couldn't. Nor could Gaelan. The state they were in wouldn't allow for rational decision-making. The other alternative was me. The one person on this earth that wasn't born to do t
Kamari's Point of ViewHe was ripping at his hair. Cursing everyone and everything. Screaming. Crying. A grown man reduced to shambles right in front of me. I almost felt sorry for him. Almost but not entirely. "He's dead. He's dead. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!" He was unraveling before my eyes.Arik fired a shot. Another shot. Let the bullets pepper into the ceiling.I knew he was sick. Knew that he had surely gone mad when Eris also left him. That was no secret but I never imagined he would go this far. Deteriorate this much in such a short span of time."You killed him! You fucking did this! What did you think will happen? You ride off into the sunset a hero? As fucking if!" I screamed.Malakai braced himself. Crouched down enough that he could lung at him at any second without hesitation. But I was already on my feet. Touched Malakai gently.Even when Arik turned the gun on me, I carried on walking until he was right in front of me. Had the gun pressed between my ribs."I didn't... I did
Kamari's Point of View My blood ran cold at the sight of those guns aimed at them. No one from below could see the men. They were well hidden. A death trap for anyone below. This was the last piece of evidence I had need. The last straw that broke the camel's back. Shifting back, I didn't even bother with getting dressed. Rushed over to the crowd in a blur. Nolan and Malakai weren't far behind. Remained on my heels as I shoved myself through everyone. Arik noticed my scent then. His nostrils flared. Eyes narrowed in on the tightly packed crowd in front of him. "Arik!" I screeched and broke the front of the line. His eyes landed on me. Were two small slits compared to the rest of his face. Bags lined the bottom of them. Black, not blue. Hair seemed more undone than ever before. He wasn't tearing at the seams anymore. He had gone full-on mad. Pointing guns at his pack. Looking like utter hell. This was a madman. A tyrant about to lose control and he knew it. "Ah, the prodigal
Kamari's Point of View "There is no way in fucking hell that I am allowing you to go! Do you understand me, Kamari? Not a fucking chance!" My mother screamed at me from across the room. Her eyes were bulging out of her head. Veins popped out on her neck and forehead. But my mind was made up. Nolan, Malakai, and I were going to Crescent Shine tonight. Already had most of what we needed loaded into the car. If things went south, I instructed both of them to leave me there. To head back this side. They had a lot to lose and I wasn't willing to put their lives on the line. "My mind is made up and there is no going back. He crossed a fucking line! Bombed the school! Hurt Zayan! I need to do this!" I screeched back and flung my leather jacket over my shoulders. Another present from the man now laying in a hospital bed somewhere in this house. I couldn't bring myself to see him yet. Silently promised that I would come back, just to make sure he was fine. That he was alright. Thriving,
Malakai's Point of View We were all stationed at opposite ends of the school. Had our eyes peeled for anything that might look out of the ordinary. Even a car passing by one too many times would be reported. Nothing and no one came in or out. Until the explosion hit. It was on the side Zayan had been stationed at. Was ear-deafening, even from so far away. Shook the wind from my lungs. "No," I gasped and made my way through the school. All of the guards ran with me. Not a single one was spared as we traversed this foreign ground. It took us two minutes to get to the other end. To see the chaos in front of us. Body parts were strewn all along the path. Dust floated in the air above a crater in the ground. Another second passed as I mutely stood and took in the carnage in front of me. The vague smell of cooked pork drifted up my nose. Reminded me of the time I had tried to help someone trapped in a housefire. Then my mind jumped to Kamari. To her well-being and everythin