Kamari's Point of View
"Do you trust him?" My dad had asked me this several times already. Kept hammering on the fact that I didn't know Zayan. But my dad knew his father from before he was exiled. Knew him to be a good enough Alpha that cared greatly for his people.
But my dad wanted me to make up my own mind about Zayan. Just because he grew up with the old Alpha, didn't mean Zayan was to be trusted.
"Yes. I do. And even if I didn't, what is the worst that could happen to me if he paid for my release? I leave this place and never look back? Sign me up then." I replied and slammed the door shut behind me.
The sun was barely out behind the mountains. The world was still asleep and silent. But I had to be at work and my dad wanted to get this conversation with Arik over and done with.
My dad only shrugged and squinted in my direction. Stopped a good few feet in front of the pack house. He looked older in this light. More worn out. The days of being stuck here had started to show. He was well past his prime but remained in the warrior role. It was the only work he could secure. The only one he was qualified enough to do. But it was eating at him and I hated it.
"I just want to make sure you are doing this out of your own free will. Not because he promised you things. No one can tell you what to do, Kam, but as your father, I want to make sure you are comfortable enough in yourself to know when someone is crossing one of your boundaries."
I told him everything. From start to finish. He had listened intently and nodded along. No detail was skipped. Not even the part where I had to sleep with Arik at the end of all of it. If Zayan had his way, my dad would be kept in the dark. That was never an option.
"I am doing this out of my own, daddy, I promise. You don't have to worry about me." I replied again and shrugged my work bag over my shoulder. It sat uncomfortably on my shoulder but that was because I loaded in an extra pair of clothes or two. What Zayan had said about my appearance and smell stuck with me. I couldn't help it.
Nodding, Gaelan smiled brightly at me. "Then I will go in there and demand the asking price be only one dollar. If this helps you find yourself, my love, then I will do it every single time. Just do the old man one favor? Once he pays up and this is done for, focus on yourself. Go to college. Get a degree. Make it big in the world. Because you are too special for a place like Crescent Shine to press you down."
I beamed back at him. "I promise I will."
***
Arik made my father wait for an hour. Not that he had done anything important at that time. Oh no. He only made him wait because Eris needed some 'special attention'. Of which I heard most. Her vocal approval of cut into my chest like knives. Brought tears to my eyes several times.
It was the worst fifteen minutes of my life.
"Kamari! The room needs to be cleaned and the sheets washed. Be a dear and tend to them immediately." Eris called for me from their bedroom door. I turned just in time to catch a glimpse of Arik leaving. Saw the smirk on his face when our eyes met.
"Right away, Luna apparent," I spoke calmly whilst my heart wanted to leap out of my chest. Wanted to burst from the agony they had just caused me.
"Leave her be, for now, Eris. She is needed downstairs. Her father has asked for an audience and I can't very well host him in an unclean living room." Arik said and trudged downstairs.
One look at Eris' face told me enough. She was highly displeased with this outcome. Had planned on humiliating me the moment I stepped into that room. Maybe they had left such a large mess that I would have been too in shock to do anything other than run for the hills.
Smiling sheepishly at her, I walked after Arik. Noticed my father standing at the bottom of the steps when I came down. The old man was smiling ear to ear as he shook Arik's hand. The two had always been slightly more civil with each other.
Maybe it had to do with the fact that my father was still technically an Alpha.
"Gaelan, good to see you. What brings you to this neck of the woods so early in the morning?" Arik asked.
Both turned and headed for the living room, which I also knew was pristinely clean, seeing as I cleaned it last night before I left.
"I am here on a family matter," My dad started and glanced behind him to where I walked. The air thickened a bit. Arik paused his walking when he reached the living room. Several pack members sat there. All young and foolish.
"Can I have the room?" Was all the Alpha said to make the rest of the people scatter to the wind. "You have my undivided attention but if you are here to plead your daughter's case regarding my rejection, I must save you your breath. You and I both know that I can never allow a black wolf to become my Luna, Gaelan. It would just be unbecoming."
"I do understand why you decided to reject her, Arik, and I give you no fault. I am not here to discuss such matters, as I fear that is between you and my daughter. What I do want to discuss is her release."
The air took on a hotter temperature the moment my father uttered those words. Arik stopped in the middle of the living room. Turned slowly to face my father. Gaelan had already squared his shoulders. Took up a larger stance.
Whilst I moved to the outskirts of the room to try and find a speck of dust to clean instead of gawking at the two.
Arik had summoned me to this room with them because he thought my father was going to plead my case for me. Beg him to take me as his bride because Gaelan was fed up with me at home.
Arik had hoped to humiliate me.
Now, here my father was, rather pleading for my freedom instead. It must have been shocking.
"Has Rachel asked for her?" It was a blunt question from Arik. But my mother would never ask for me back. Both my dad and I knew that. Gaelan shook his head. "Then why the sudden urgency, Gaelan? You know that if she didn't ask for Kamari, there will be a price for her release. A hefty one, considering she is my mate as well."
"Her being your mate has nothing to do with this, seeing as you rejected her. I only think it is fair that you now release her to cause her less misery."
"Her being my mate has everything to do with the decision! Just because I rejected her doesn't mean I don't want her around! It just means that I cannot take her as my bride!" Arik let his temper slip. Let his voice go up a few too many notches.
My dad scowled back at the Alpha. Sized him up before settling on the fact that he can't outman him. Couldn't challenge him. Gaelan was just too old to be able to win against someone still in his prime.
"So you are saying that you won't accept my daughter in public but in private you will covet her? That is low, Arik. But I still ask that you at least give me a price for her release."
"You come into my home and demand such things of me? Why Gaelan, it seems you have forgotten I am the Alpha in this room, not you. Because of your outburst and disrespect, along with Kamari being an integral part of my household when it concerns cleaning and other chores, I will set the price at 500 thousand dollars. I only think it is fair," Arik said and smirked. His eyes glanced toward where I was.
My mouth nearly hit the floor. Our eyes met and I couldn't help the butterflies flying around in my stomach. No matter how much I hated him at that moment. It was an obscene amount of money. Zayan would never agree to pay it.
And for a moment, I had seen the light at the end of the tunnel. Believed I would be free of this pack house. Be free of Arik Knox.
"I will let you know if I accept the offer." Was all my dad could mumble before turning and exiting the room, leaving only Arik and me.
There was a stifling silence filling the room. Arik continued to look at me whilst I wanted to run after my dad. Beg him to challenge Arik for the title of Alpha and rid me of this place. Rid the pack of this asshole. But I couldn't for various reasons.
"You want to leave me? Fine. I'll make it fucking impossible for you to do it. I might have rejected you but that doesn't mean you don't belong to me. Make peace with that fact because it won't change anytime soon."
Kamari's Point of View'Meet me at the park.' The text was short and sweet. Nearly made me trip over stones as I rushed to my car. But I wanted to go. Zayan would know what it meant. I needed to vent. To scream.Arik wanted to keep me here just because he could. Because he felt entitled to me even after rejecting me. It was a slap to my face. Something I would never forget."Where are you going?" Arik called from behind me. It was still early. I still had a full day of cleaning ahead of me. For the first time since being branded as an omega, I was outright defying him. To hell with whatever consequence would follow."I am leaving for the day!" I screamed back and fumbled with my keys. There was a ping on my phone but I didn't dare look down. Didn't dare give the Alpha another moment to catch up. "I didn't dismiss you! You still belong to me!" Arik screamed back. I could hear his footsteps on the gravel behind me. Hear him approaching at an alarming rate. My keys refused to correct th
Zayan's Point of ViewShe reminded me of myself. There was another level to her personality. Entrenched inside her soul. For some, it would have been too deep to try and find. But I adored a challenge and Kamari seemed like the toughest one yet. Kamari wasn't gone for long before Nolan showed up. Before my heart started aching slightly. It was the same cramp I felt whenever Eris would leave, only subtler. Stranger. I couldn't figure out whether I hated the feeling or missed it."How much?" I asked when my friend approached. His eyebrows were set into a firm line. "Zayan, are you sure you want to go through with this? Kamari looked like a mess earlier. I don't think she will be able to stomach any of it." Nolan said and stood in front of me. His dark brown hair was tossed in every direction. He had run here, some of it on foot, from the looks of it.Steeling my jaw, I looked him square in the eyes. Made it clear that there was no turning back now. Whatever happened, Kamari would deal
Kamari's Point of View'It is a new day. A new start. Just keep your head down. Take in a deep breath. You got this. You can do this.'The mantra repeated itself in my mind. Over and over again like a broken record. Each word gained more emphasis than the first. As if I could beat it into me. Make my body believe it to be true.I stood in front of the pack house, glaring up at it as if it would swallow me whole. My dad had tried his best to fix what I had broken. Tried to reason with Arik. But there was no getting around this. I had to get back to work, whether I liked it or not.Zayan had promised to pay whatever Arik demanded. Although I knew the price was extremely steep. Never before had someone bought their freedom for 500 thousand dollars. It just highlighted what Arik had said.He wouldn't make it easy for me to leave. Or even fucking bearable. "Kamari!" Eris screamed from inside the house. I clenched my jaw. Ground my teeth against each other. 'Another day. Brand new. We can
Kamari's Point of View"So when are we getting married? I never even asked you how many children you want to have. Or where you wanted to live." I blabbered. Nolan was driving me home in my beat-up Fiesta. Glanced at me from the corner of his eye.This was my lame attempt at breaking the tension in the car. At getting him to smile. But I felt the way he looked. Torn up. Chewed up. Spat back out.Luckily for me, Nolan decided to try and cut the tension as well. He smiled and tilted his head away from me. "I think about a year-long proposal will do. I want one kid and that is it. Doesn't matter if it is a boy or a girl. Fuck the gender stereotypes that only a boy can carry on the family name. As for living..." He seemed to think of an answer. His gaze softened when he looked at me again. Small smile on his lips. "Wherever you are." He mumbled.I blinked. Blinked again. He seemed sincere. As if he would move with me wherever I went. It was a sweet sentiment but one I didn't share. Nolan
Kamari's Point of ViewWhenever tragedy struck, my dad always tried to compensate for it. When I had just gotten kicked out by my mother, he bought me a large stuffed horse that I still had. That I still cuddled. When his parents passed away in an accident at thirteen, I got a new phone.Not that he ever compensated his love with gifts. Sometimes I just thought he might have a hard time with his own emotions and that he couldn't help me fix my own. I understood that to a certain degree.He always tried his best. Made me who I was today. Now my mother wanted to sweep me away and take all the glory for herself. Although I doubted that was the entire story. From how ragged he had looked when we entered the house, she must have proposed something else as well.At least this time around, my dad had no time to buy me anything. All he could do was bake us some bread, bagels, and muffins. Which I was grateful for. Which I adored.Nolan had suggested a movie night in, with the three of us buil
Zayan's Point of ViewI couldn't get hold of her. Text messages weren't going through. My calls went to voicemail. It tightened my chest to the point where I couldn't sleep anymore. Made me toss and turn the entire night long.Something was wrong. Horrendously wrong and I needed to be there for her. Comfort her. But showing up at her house in the middle of the night would be a bad move. It would show her that something was growing inside my chest...When I had no business feeling any sort of way toward her.Finally, the sun broke over the horizon and I jumped out of bed. The last few hours were spent in silence. Contemplation. Mainly contemplation about whether I had to allow these feelings to grow or not. So far it was a no from my brain. We could be friends. Best of friends. I would be her silent and watching guardian whilst she moved away and fell in love with someone else. Now that was one fucking hard pill to swallow."You are up early this morning." My father bemoaned from the
Kamari's Point of ViewGuilt washed over me the minute I realized the position I was in with Nolan. I heard Zayan enter. Heard his sharp intake of breath. It was an instantaneous feeling. One I couldn't fully place at first.I owed Zayan nothing but the money he had paid to get me free. That didn't entail a relationship. Although, I felt shame deep down. It was odd. Something I had no business feeling. But there it was and here I was.Pretending to sleep was the best outcome. Or so I had thought until my father ratted me out."Can't you leave a girl to her vices?" I grumbled lowly and sat up. Lucky for me, Nolan had moved away. Zayan was still staring between Nolan and me. It was heart-wrenching, to see that amount of concern on his face. The conflicting emotions toying just behind his eyes. "A girl needs to get up and make some coffee because it doesn't look like these two bumbling idiots will do it anytime soon." My dad replied, his voice still drenched in sleep. I groaned inward
Kamari's Point of ViewWe drove to the human town to do our shopping. Neither Zayan nor I wanted to risk being seen by Arik or any of the other wolves. Nolan on the other hand seemed less than pleased that we would be amongst humans. His dislike of them grew strongly two years ago. Looking back now, I wondered if it had been humans that caused the crash that took his mate's life. It would explain a whole lot. Although, even with his protestations, there was no other way to go."There is a quant shopping center on the other side of the town. Not too far from where we first met, actually." Zayan said and looked over at me. I smiled back at him but clung to my safety belt.My dad had offered for us to take his SUV instead of the Fiesta. A lot more room, he had said before we took the keys. As if he knew we would need it. By the end of the day, I was certain I would have an entirely new wardrobe. I wasn't complaining."Did we really have to go this way?" Nolan asked, irritation sounding
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