At some point Chloe had fallen asleep, however the depths of slumber were far from peaceful or energising. The moment her eyes shut Chloe found herself surrounded by watery images of the snowy forest. Blood stained the pure white blanket while the shadows of everything stretched out from the base of trees or bushes, crawling towards her like worshippers. Despite not having a thread of clothing to protect her, Chloe didn't feel the cold. She felt calm and safe. Even at the sight of blood and ice, Chloe didn't feel afraid, not even when the shadows finally reached her and curled upwards to brush against her hand like the welcoming nuzzle from a dog. The feeling of thick fur brushed momentarily against Chloe's fingertips before she felt like she was being shepherded forward, further into the winter wasteland. It felt like she had been alone forever. Well, not *alone* because the shadows kept her company as they followed her, dancing around her bare feet as she walked through the snow. Ch
Suddenly the world stood still and all Chloe could hear was the pounding of her heart and the breath she sucked in. She was paralysed and yet she could feel everything from the icy bite of the winter winds to the scorching trails of Lucas' gaze on her flesh. Her clothes suddenly felt inadequate and unable to keep her body hidden from the male prowling towards her like an enraged tiger. No, not enraged. Determined. Something stirred within Chloe, battling against the fear that wrapped around her like cutting chains. Whatever it was waking up inside of her reacted to the presence of this male as he dominated the space around them. The winds had cut across his cheeks and nose to leave them pink and flecks of snow clung desperately to the wisps of jet black hair peeking out from under his woollen hat. He looked different in what appeared to be fatigues. There were crisp sharp edges that were almost as deadly as the assault rifle strapped to him. The black of the material seemed to abso
The first thing Chloe noticed when she finally managed to climb out of slumber's warm embrace was that she ached all over and yet she was warm and it was so very quiet. She wasn’t a stranger to feeling stiff and sore when she woke in the morning but being warm and surrounded by a calm silence? That was very new. Nordic blue eyes opened slowly, fighting against the weight of exhaustion to focus on the world around them. What the blonde was met with was a pile of duvet that resembled a dark blue cloud. For a moment, Chloe's brain struggled to register that the duvet was unfamiliar. It was thick and warm which was far from what she was used to. It didn’t feel old or worn and the sheets smelt as if they had gone through the laundry in the past twenty-four hours. This wasn't the den nor was it the cabin so, where was she? It only took a few moments for the events of the previous day to come back to Chloe and when they did, she shot up with a gasp, eyes dancing wildly around the room as
As promised, when Chloe came out of the bathroom, a set of fresh clothing was waiting for her along with a hair dryer, a comb and some toiletries. She pretended that she hadn’t noticed the deodorant, shower gel and other toiletries that indicated someone else had used the bathroom, specifically a male. She was just eager to see if she could catch a glimpse of her friends. Sure Sierra had said she could hopefully see them later in the evening but she was desperate to see them now and ensure they were okay. The clothes were simple but warm and comfortable. The only issue really was that they looked a bit like the uniform she had seen Sierra wearing and all those men and women who had swarmed on them just the day before. Still, they were better than what she was used to and it felt good to put something clean on. So she made do with the stone grey long sleeve and slim black slacks. With her hair dried, Chloe found a tie for hair in the small bag of things left for her and used it to ge
If Chloe thought that Lucas was going to stay behind while Ursula examined her, she was dead wrong. Despite Ursula casting a disapproving look towards the interim Alpha, Lucas followed the women into a small office that had been equipped with all the necessaries to be a GP office. It wasn't Chloe's first time in a doctor's office but this certainly felt much more sterile and less like another torture chamber that the old Alpha subjected them to. Still, being in the small room with two people she didn't know had the she-wolf feeling uneasy, her heart beginning to pound as the walls felt like they were closing in. This had been a terrible idea. "Okay, missy." Ursula was by Chloe's side in a second, one hand clasping one of Chloe's gently as the other came to her waist to steady the blonde. "Let's get you sat down. That's it. Well, that solves that mystery. It's a panic attack." "A panic attack?" Chloe couldn’t tell if Lucas was frowning or not. He seemed to be constantly in a bad mood
The small office suddenly became cold and empty when Lucas stepped out. Even the light seemed to dim in his absence and Chloe felt it keenly. She thought she would be relieved when the alpha male left so it came as a surprise to her that she almost missed the energy he filled the room with. It was as if someone had ripped a safety blanket from her and now she was vulnerable and exposed. Ursula was there though as a reminder of the reality in which Chloe lived. Now that the adrenaline of her encounter with Lucas was fading, she was able to acknowledge that she was now face to face with a witch. Ursula looked very human but there was something about her that was different, it was more ethereal. Her skin perhaps shimmered a little more and her eyes were brighter, her black hair shinier and yet darker all at the same time. "I'm going to guess that I'm the first witch you have ever met." Ursula finally broke the silence with a soft amused smile on. Her dark pink lips. Chloe nodded, cheek
Omar knew something was seriously wrong when he was dragged into an interrogation room and Lucas appeared like a vicious storm on the horizon. Dread slid down into his belly like ice. His thoughts were instantly on the girls. He knew it was to do with them. He didn't need someone to tell him they were falling ill. From the moment the first one had started to show signs, Omar had known that they were shifting. Alpha Thorne had never said it outright, but he had always implied that he was doing something to the girls to ensure their wolves never emerged. From what Omar had been able to gather, the bastard had been dosing them since the day they ended up in his possession. The old man would often joke about how he turned the she-wolves into practically humans, so they were easier to control. But whatever Nathaniel gave them did more than keep their wolves dormant, it has also meant they didn't recognise the mate bond. Of course, Nathaniel fed the girls lies by telling them that they
The wave of exhaustion had hit Chloe like a freight train. Such was its intensity, the blonde was amazed she made it back to her room before collapsing onto the bed, too tired to even take her shoes off. It was as if sleep was calling to her by casting out its siren song to shackle Chloe's soul and pull her into its warm embrace. Except there was nothing warm about what waited under the surface once she plunged into the dark depths willingly. As her breathing slowed, Chloe found herself being pulled further down towards the dream waiting for her. She found herself running through a forest at night, zipping in and out of the barren trees with startling precision. Much like her dream a few days earlier, the landscape shuddered in and out of focus like trying to see underwater. There was no moon to light up the night with its pearlescent glow and yet Chloe could make out every little detail of her surroundings as if it was daylight. She could feel the frozen snow and undergrowth on th