DAISY'S POV"What do you mean, you're going to war?" I asked, looking from Zordon to Isla. I had this heavy feeling in my heart, like something bad was about to happen. Why did everything had to be solved with a war?Isla had a Stoic and distant look on her face, and I could not help but recall the words that she had said to me the other day. How dare she told me to leave this pack and never come back? Who did she think she is? I wanted to tell Zordon about her behaviour, but everytime we were in a room together, he picked an argument with me, asking me things like if I missed Dexter’s lips and tongue. His possessiveness was getting to my head. My skin crawled as I felt the hostility coming from Isla, and it really unsettled me. Why did she hate me so much? Was it because I was not born of this pack? "We have a pact with the Baywatch Pack to assist each other if one of us are ever in trouble. Since they are under attack, we need to be there to help them," Zordon explained to me.
DEXTER'S POVStepping out of my bedroom all dressed up, I ran into Kendra, who had a suspicious look on her face. "You are all dressed up, where are you going?" She asked me, still eyeing me suspiciously. "I don't think I need to tell you where I am going," I snapped at her. "Now move outta my fucking way. I don't wanna see your stinking face right now." Kendra gasped and then sighed. I could not help but notice the eye bags on her face. I snorted. It had only been a few months, and yet, she looked as if she had aged ten years. While comparing Kendra to Daisy in my mind, I realized Daisy had never looked like this, regardless of what she was going through. She had always managed to look so beautiful, and it wasn't something that Kendra could ever replicate. She was just not built to be a wife and a Luna. She did play the side chick role pretty well, though. "Dexter, aren't you tired of this? Do you really want to keep treating me like this? I am your Luna, for crying out loud!
DAISY'S POV"Can I leave now Luna?" Isla bowed, mocking my status. "I have a fight to go win.""Mock me all you want, but I am the Luna and you will always be just the beta," I let out. Isla hissed, and then she turned on her heels and stormed out. Bitch! I thought, as anger flooded my veins. I stayed in the office for a little while, my mind, and body refusing to let me move to the gates and watch Zordon take off without me. I was terrified of losing him, and that fear was causing my body to be very jittery. I decided to go get dressed for bed. I thought that if I slept, then by the time I woke up in the morning, Zordon would have returned home safe and sound. The moment my head hit the pillow, my brain began to swim with dangerous scenarios. Images of Zordon's decapitated head were flashing through my mind. I realized I couldn't sleep.My wolf was a little more active than usual. If only I could shift, I would go for a run in wolf form. Zordon promised to have a doctor review me
DAISY'S POVI remembered all the things that Zordon had taught me. Remaining calm in the face of danger was one of them. I was never to let the other party see how scared I was. And so I looked up at Dexter, refusing to back down. "Get out! Get out right now! Zordon will surely take your life if he comes back and finds you here. Leave now if you know what's good for you," I said fiercely. He just smiled and shook his head. Obviously, my words did not bother him. "I'm afraid Lover Boy won't be coming here anytime soon, and even if he did, I already have people in place waiting to chop his fucking head off," he laughed, and I wanted to use my claws and rip his throat out. "I will not let him take you away from me again, and besides, you're in my house. Don't tell me you don't recognize this room?" He asked me, pleased with himself. I glanced around the bedroom just then, and my heart sank to my stomach when I realized where I was. This wasn't my suite at the palace, but my former
ZORDON'S POVThe moment we arrived at the gates, Alpha Dante, the leader of the Baywatch Pack, welcomed me and Isla, along with our group of soldiers. "We appreciate your help, Alpha Zordon. We don't know what we would have done without you," he announced as he shook my and Isla's hands.I acknowledged with a nod. If things went smoothly, I could be home and in bed with Daisy in no time. Shit! I didn't want to be here. If I had my way, I wouldn't even have come here. But I was an alpha, and just like Isla said, I had countless responsibilities to attend to. "It's okay. I know you would do the same for my pack if we were the ones in trouble," I replied. The Alpha gave a bow and then guided us into his pack house. It wasn't as huge as mine, but then, the Baywatch pack was much smaller with an even smaller economy, and so I could understand. "The soldiers will be brought to their quarters now. This should give us some alone time to talk," Alpha Dante spoke, gesturing to me and Isla.
DAISY'S POV I ran my hands over my legs and glanced up at Dexter, who kept grinning at me. Why couldn’t I move? And why couldn’t I sense my wolf? Sure I couldn’t shift, but for the past few days I felt her straighten a bit. A pulsating sensation ran through the veins in my legs causing me to hiss in discomfort. What the heck was happening to me? Why couldn’t I sense anything in my bottom half? “Dexter, you tell me right now, what the fuck is going on?" I yelled at him. He wore this twisted expression on his face, like he enjoyed seeing me weak and fragile, sprawled on the ground, unable to move. My predicament just seemed to boost his mood even more. He strolled over and lifted me off the ground into his arms, and even though I screamed and tried to shove him away, it was pointless. His grip just tightened around me and I had no strength in my body to do a thing about it. He sank his face in the crook of my neck, sniffing me and enjoying my scent. “Oh Daisy, I
KENDRA'S POVEven though the healer's face was all calm and collected, my heart was doing backflips inside. I was eager to hear the results. This was the chance that I had been looking for, the opportunity I badly needed to fix my relationship with Dexter. Falling in love with him was never the plan, but he was the first man I'd met that wasn't obsessed with my looks and body. Being rejected by him has made me make it my mission to get him to fall hard for me, but in the process, I ended up falling in love with him instead. Call me twisted. I know I sounded crazy. But I think Dexter and I could be crazy in love together. But with that Daisy in the way, Dexter would never be mine. Well, I almost won him over when he thought I was pregnant, but when he found out I lied, his true feelings for me surfaced. I briefly considered the idea of getting pregnant just so that I could have something over that bitch Daisy, but I never really thought it would happen since Dexter wasn’t touching
KENDRA'S POV"Dexter, I am pregnant," I informed him, and placed a hand on my stomach. I looked at him excitedly, thinking that he would just be as happy as I was. After all, this was his first child, and he had always wanted a child, right? However, he just stared at me with no ounce of emotion on his face. He couldn't even be bothered to acknowledge me. "And so?" He sneered. The smile fell off my face. "What do you mean and so? I am pregnant with your child. We are going to have our own little pup and —,""Get rid of it," he ordered, as if he was talking about an animal, not his own flesh and blood. I shook my head, unwilling to believe that the father of my child was the one saying these things to me. "Have you lost your mind? How could you even think about asking me to get an abortion? You're so cruel." I accused him. "Look, Kendra, I don't care about these little games you're trying to play. I am so sick and tired of your fuckery. I want nothing to do with that thing that
DEXTER'S POVI stepped out of the bathroom and saw Xavier sitting on my bed. What the fuck was he doing here?He was getting even more annoying by the day.The only reason I still tolerated him was because I needed him. That was the unfortunate truth.He closed the book in his hand and looked me over."Good to see you're done with your self-isolation and your not-so-subtle drinking problem," he said."I don’t have a drinking problem. I just needed space to clear my head. Ever heard of knocking?""I knocked. You were too busy scrubbing off your shame to hear it," he grinned, making my stomach churn. I rolled my eyes, grabbed the book from him, and set it on the nightstand."What do you want, Xavier?""I arranged a meeting tonight — with Zordon. I asked him to come alone. I think he will. Once he's there, we end it. With him gone, the Deathlcaw pack crumbles. This will all be over before it truly begins.""You really think Zordon is dumb enough to fall for your trap?""Yes. I've played
ZORDON'S POV This bitch was mad if she really thought that this was not such a big deal. She wanted me to give up my next child to her. Just like that? What? Was she going to eat the fetus? Or use it for some sick ritual? This was preposterous. "No. This is not a small price to pay. What am I supposed to tell her? 'Sorry babe, but I made a deal to give our unborn child to a witch?' No, I cannot do that!" I huffed. "There won't be any gruesome removal, if that's what you're thinking. I will take the child before your mate even knows it was inside her. She'll just think it's another miscarriage," she said simply. "Take the bracelet, and I'll handle the rest." "And if I change my mind?" "You can't," she said, her voice chilling with mischief. "You don't have to take the deal. But know that it's either her life or the life of a child you haven't even created yet." "Are you saying that there's a chance Daisy might die?" I gulped. "There's a strong possibility," the witch cackled.
ZORDON'S POV I glanced at her, unsure of what exactly drew me in. Was it her stubbornness? Or maybe it was the way she made me feel like the only man alive? I turned the steering wheel, guiding the car onto a quieter road. "Where are we going?" she asked. "I told you we have a couple of stops along the way. This is one of them," I said, keeping my eyes on the road. "When we get there, I need you to stay in the car. I'll go in alone. No matter what happens, do not follow me. Lock the doors and wait. I'll knock twice when I return. Not once. Not three times. Twice. If you don't hear that, drive away. Don't think. Don't hesitate. Just drive." "This sounds bad. Tell me, where exactly are you going?" "Somewhere we don't visit on ordinary days," I replied. "And I need you to keep this between us. If Dexter's pack is really working with dark witches, then we need to consult our own and fight fire with fire." "You mean we have to work with witches too?" she asked, her voice risi
DAISY'S POVWe ate our meal in silence after that. I hadn't understood the gravity of what we were doing until now. He was right. It felt like the weight of the world rested on our shoulders. And my was it heavy. I looked at him, and he seemed as calm as he did on a regular day. I didn't know how that was possible. It was almost like he wasn't bothered by any of it. He was so used to this tension that it looked like he wasn't affected by it. I ate slowly, and then he got up. He peered at me, his countenance cold as ice."We need to go now," he muttered.All I did was nod like a dummy. I grabbed my phone and headed out with him. This was one of the few times that I had seen him drive. I got into the front seat and stared at him. He reached for my seatbelt, buckling it before I had the chance to object. I rested in my seat and closed my eyes. I felt the car move out of the compound. I rarely left the compound, and I should have been enthusiastic about having to explore the outside wo
DAISY'S POV I dropped onto my bed and decided that it wasn't worth it to hold all of these emotions in. I closed my eyes and let the tears break loose. I was so tired of acting like I was strong and unaffected by everything that was going on around me. I cried until I fell asleep. I woke up to feeling a warm hand on my bare skin, and I opened my eyes. My blurry vision needed a second or two. I blinked continuously. I rolled my eyes when I saw him. I dropped back on my pillow, but he dragged the pillow away from me. "Were you crying? Daisy, c'mon, you don't need this. Why would you cry yourself to sleep?" he urged me."I don't want to talk about it. What do you want?" I challenged him, grabbing my pillow from him and turning away."I was harsh earlier and some of the things you said were true. I was being selfish, and I know that now, but I need your help, maybe your advice even," he suggested to me. I decided to give him a li
ZORDON'S POVI watched her walk away, and I ran my fist into the wall. Her words replayed in my head. I knew she was right, but what choice was I left with? Stefan was offering to be the scapegoat. I wasn't going to send someone else when I already had him volunteering to do it. I looked around to ensure nobody had witnessed what had just happened between us. She said that I was doing it for myself. Oh, how wrong she was. I was doing everything to ensure the danger stayed away from her. I didn't want to put her in a situation where she would have to fight and get hurt. She didn't deserve that. She was too precious to me to get hurt. She needed to be protected. Maybe she was right, or perhaps I was a coward, but I had finally found something that made me want to live again; she brought so much colour to my life. I would not risk losing her again. She meant the world to me, and I was going to do everything to keep her safe. My phone beeped, and I looked at it. It was a text from Xav
DAISY'S POVI couldn't sit at the table with Isla anymore. She was comfortable offering up my cousin as her sacrificial lamb. I wasn't down for that. I couldn't believe that Zordon was on her side in all of this, even though he knew Stefan was my only family. I didn't even know that I had any left until now, and they were already planning on slaughtering him and offering him as a sacrifice. I didn't know what got over me, but I wanted to tear Isla's throat out. "YOU WILL NOT TALK TO ME LIKE THAT!" I roared, and she cowered away from me. "I AM THE LUNA OF THIS PACK AND I DEMAND YOUR RESPECT!"Before I knew it, my claws were out and going for her neck, but Zordon caught my wrist before I could do anything. "Daisy! Don't," she spoke, clearly shocked by my action. So was I. I'd never felt this kind of rage before. Like an insatiable need for blood. I dropped my hand and looked at Isla. She had her eyes wide open, staring at me. "I'm leaving. I've had enough of this dinner." I didn't
ZORDON'S POVI heard a knock at my door and opened my eyes. I looked at my wristwatch and noticed it was lunchtime. I groaned and rolled out of bed. As I swung open the door, the maidservant cleared a path and greeted me with a bow. I gave her a nod before making my way to the dining room. I opened the door and saw Isla sitting there alone. I observed my surroundings and realized that Daisy was missing. She was late again. It was as if Isla tapped into my thoughts because her response came so quickly."She is running late. But she'll be here," Isla let out. Daisy stepped inside shortly after. I took one good look at her and caught myself falling for her all over again. She styled her hair in a ponytail. She wore a white dress that accentuated the brilliance of her dark blue eyes. The dress clung to her body, hugging her every curve. I traced her curves with my eyes. I watched as her breast gently jiggled when she lowered herself into the seat. I lifted my gaze and encountered her
DEXTER'S POVIt had been three days since I last saw the sun. I had locked myself in my quarters, waiting for some miracle to happen. I had questioned every decision that I had made since that gala. Furthermore, I had allowed Xavier to mess with my head so much that I didn't see the wrong in what we were doing. My plans didn't seem wrong at the time. Although my wolf had constantly told me to let go of Daisy and just try to be happy with Kendra, but there was no way I could do that. I loved Daisy more than I was letting on. She was the reason I wanted to live and now that she was with another man; I didn't see any reason to live anymore. My entire world had crashed overnight. Kendra had ruined my life, and I was going to have to deal with. A knock came on the door for the millionth time since I had barricaded myself in this room. I knew it was Kendra, trying to get me to open up and let her inside, but there was no way that was happening. I sighed, and I raised the bottle of spir