After the meeting the other day, they thought it was decided that these two were as nothing as they have ever been, so now they really can't understand Draven’s intention in extending the invitation. Alaska elbows Jax again and replies herself when he still doesn't utter a word."I am not sure exactly, Jax got a phone call from Trip and nothing more was explained"It is easy to believe that such an open request would be followed by these two weaklings. Summoned and complied that is all that is ever expected of them. Arden stares at his phone. Trip needed to go into far more detail about the topic of the meeting since he invited so many and his alpha failed to turn up, he considers calling the man again, but since it came to nothing before and then the betas failure to mention such a thing, it seems rather pointless to try again. The most important thing now is to find an excuse to send these two on their way, they are intolerable at the best of times and things were just starting to g
A single sentence hits the room like a bomb in the pin drop silent space, it is as if even the music has stopped and if it is still playing Alaska fails to hear it. The words went off like an explosion in her ear drums, still leaving that ringing in its wake. Her brain still rattling at the admission and when she can finally gather her senses enough, she finally pays attention to the woman perched upon Arden. Arden's movements with Mila’s hips do not cease, so it appears as if she is still grinding into him even when her fate is in the room. The rest of Mila's body is still as if shocked at the words, the secret between two suddenly known by everyone. The usual most precious moment is a disaster, the whole thing is a spit in the face of the goddess.Alaska looks at Jax again for confirmation, and she sees it all in his eyes. Suddenly it all makes perfect sense, the timing, the sudden change in demeanor, it all started at the door of the room. She just was so focused on everything e
"I completely choked in there"Jaxson and Alaska are back in their warehouse lying on Alaska’s bed. Jaxson is just staring blankly at the cork tile ceiling above him as if he can count the millions of holes on the otherwise white surface.Alaska lays with her arm draped over him and her cheek resting on his chest just staring at everything but nothing at all. It was a mission to get him back here without being tracked. While Jaxson was still living and breathing, he was just going through the motions and far more reminiscent of a dead weight than anything else.It was an effort and by the time they arrived back she is sure that it appeared much the same as the first day they arrived here, only she is sure that she didn’t look as heroic as Jax would have. She was a sweaty, exhausted mess, he is heavy!Jax’s words snap her out of her stupor."You did not choke"Alaska pats his chest."What else do you call sitting there as a mute, unable to look at anything or anyone, unable to even tel
Jax’s arm is firmly fixed around Alaska, holding her close to his body. He can feel her warm breath penetrating the material of his shirt, but it doesn’t make him feel the comfort that he would usually feel, instead he just feels frustrated.He scrubs his free hand down his face, pulling his skin so exaggeratedly under his eye to the point that the red of his socket can be seen even past his closed eyes."I don’t know Alaska. Maybe this means I am supposed to be alone for a lifetime""Don’t say that, wouldn’t that mean that I am too?"The air in the room freezes and any pitying thought that still lingered in Jaxson’s mind is gone. He looks at Alaska with wide eyes.Jax is almost too scared to say anything in case she understands the real meaning behind her words, but he can’t keep quiet and what is a simple question to some but the most loaded question to her comes tumbling out."Do you think that you are ready for that?"Jax knows that he has fucked up again, he didn’t need to push,
Cohen drives towards the Autumn pack. He would rather be anywhere else, doing almost anything else than chasing after his delinquent brothers. Draven has just been thrown into the same pile as Hayden most of his life, even though he is completely different, and this fiasco has just confirmed it.He rarely goes to the Autumn pack. If there is a meeting of the brothers, it is always in the summer pack, away from prying ears, most of the summer pack knows what they did, because they were a part of it, they cannot risk word spreading further. Cohen mostly spearheaded the campaign against the Autumn pack and would like to take far more credit for the quick submission than is probably due, but for that reason, he also likes to keep himself away from here and while he and Draven are probably the most alike on paper, it is also the reason that they get along the least. There is usually no reason for him to visit this brother alone. Just because he hasn't been much in all these years doesn't
Four large black paws hit the dirt hard and fast, an urgency like never before, tiny plumes of dust exploding out under each step of the large body. Running as fast as his bulky yet streamlined body can possibly handle, his well built and highly conditioned muscles burning with the strain, but he doesn’t even feel it, he only wills himself to move faster.Even though his footsteps are loud and in any other circumstance he would be easily found, they are nothing compared to the cacophony of sounds filling the night air.Surrounding him are screams of anguish, cries for help and the unmistakable sounds of fighting and blood shed.The rest of the forest is surprisingly quiet, as if the forest creatures have disappeared from the scene. Removing themselves from the harrowing scene. Knowing what dangers lie throughout. Even the safety of the trees is not far enough from this brutal battle.The usual tranquil setting is now anything but.Jaxson diverts a little from his straight line, his paw
*Trigger warning, infant loss*Jaxson reaches out a shaky hand and places it on Alaska’s shoulder and rolls her half off Torin in an effort to see what has happened, Alaska curls into a ball, the hands that were clutching Torin only a moment ago press on her stomach, her stomach is a mess as if it was directly targeted."He is gone, they are both gone, I tried so hard but in the end I wasn't strong enough to save either, I failed them, I let them die…"Jaxson’s tears finally flow as he watches her hold the flesh of her shredded stomach in such a way. They had only celebrated the news of her pregnancy a few weeks before their parents demise. Alaska’s last piece of Torin.Alaska wails, rocking back and forth on the ground with no way to vent her hurt. The pain doesn’t lessen the louder she is."...I want to go with them. Why can’t I go with them? Am I being punished? Did I fail so badly that I won't be granted this reprieve?"Alaska has tried to slip into death, she has closed her eyes a
*3 years later*"Alaska, I'm home"Jax’s voice reverberates around the cavernous space as he walks into the warehouse. It is unrecognizable from the empty, near rundown place that he walked into three years ago. It looks very much the same on the outside and anyone would still consider this an abandoned warehouse. Inside it is polar opposites.Of course, it wasn't a quick process and they have only put the final finishing touches on it recently. It was a massive effort to get it to where it is now, to get them to where they are now and it wasn’t a rapid incline from the near unlivable space to the wonderland that appears in front of him now. It remained near uninhabitable for a long time.He receives no reply, not a single sound can be heard, his face tilts up and he takes a deep breath in."I know you are here, I can scent you"Jax’s eyes scan the once empty space that is now filled with training equipment, a set up that they never dreamed of having within the autumn pack. They use th
Cohen drives towards the Autumn pack. He would rather be anywhere else, doing almost anything else than chasing after his delinquent brothers. Draven has just been thrown into the same pile as Hayden most of his life, even though he is completely different, and this fiasco has just confirmed it.He rarely goes to the Autumn pack. If there is a meeting of the brothers, it is always in the summer pack, away from prying ears, most of the summer pack knows what they did, because they were a part of it, they cannot risk word spreading further. Cohen mostly spearheaded the campaign against the Autumn pack and would like to take far more credit for the quick submission than is probably due, but for that reason, he also likes to keep himself away from here and while he and Draven are probably the most alike on paper, it is also the reason that they get along the least. There is usually no reason for him to visit this brother alone. Just because he hasn't been much in all these years doesn't
Jax’s arm is firmly fixed around Alaska, holding her close to his body. He can feel her warm breath penetrating the material of his shirt, but it doesn’t make him feel the comfort that he would usually feel, instead he just feels frustrated.He scrubs his free hand down his face, pulling his skin so exaggeratedly under his eye to the point that the red of his socket can be seen even past his closed eyes."I don’t know Alaska. Maybe this means I am supposed to be alone for a lifetime""Don’t say that, wouldn’t that mean that I am too?"The air in the room freezes and any pitying thought that still lingered in Jaxson’s mind is gone. He looks at Alaska with wide eyes.Jax is almost too scared to say anything in case she understands the real meaning behind her words, but he can’t keep quiet and what is a simple question to some but the most loaded question to her comes tumbling out."Do you think that you are ready for that?"Jax knows that he has fucked up again, he didn’t need to push,
"I completely choked in there"Jaxson and Alaska are back in their warehouse lying on Alaska’s bed. Jaxson is just staring blankly at the cork tile ceiling above him as if he can count the millions of holes on the otherwise white surface.Alaska lays with her arm draped over him and her cheek resting on his chest just staring at everything but nothing at all. It was a mission to get him back here without being tracked. While Jaxson was still living and breathing, he was just going through the motions and far more reminiscent of a dead weight than anything else.It was an effort and by the time they arrived back she is sure that it appeared much the same as the first day they arrived here, only she is sure that she didn’t look as heroic as Jax would have. She was a sweaty, exhausted mess, he is heavy!Jax’s words snap her out of her stupor."You did not choke"Alaska pats his chest."What else do you call sitting there as a mute, unable to look at anything or anyone, unable to even tel
A single sentence hits the room like a bomb in the pin drop silent space, it is as if even the music has stopped and if it is still playing Alaska fails to hear it. The words went off like an explosion in her ear drums, still leaving that ringing in its wake. Her brain still rattling at the admission and when she can finally gather her senses enough, she finally pays attention to the woman perched upon Arden. Arden's movements with Mila’s hips do not cease, so it appears as if she is still grinding into him even when her fate is in the room. The rest of Mila's body is still as if shocked at the words, the secret between two suddenly known by everyone. The usual most precious moment is a disaster, the whole thing is a spit in the face of the goddess.Alaska looks at Jax again for confirmation, and she sees it all in his eyes. Suddenly it all makes perfect sense, the timing, the sudden change in demeanor, it all started at the door of the room. She just was so focused on everything e
After the meeting the other day, they thought it was decided that these two were as nothing as they have ever been, so now they really can't understand Draven’s intention in extending the invitation. Alaska elbows Jax again and replies herself when he still doesn't utter a word."I am not sure exactly, Jax got a phone call from Trip and nothing more was explained"It is easy to believe that such an open request would be followed by these two weaklings. Summoned and complied that is all that is ever expected of them. Arden stares at his phone. Trip needed to go into far more detail about the topic of the meeting since he invited so many and his alpha failed to turn up, he considers calling the man again, but since it came to nothing before and then the betas failure to mention such a thing, it seems rather pointless to try again. The most important thing now is to find an excuse to send these two on their way, they are intolerable at the best of times and things were just starting to g
Arden stares at the phone, The original intention of Draven’s meeting slipping from his mind as easily as that."Well…."Cohen interrupts before he even has a chance to say anything."So Draven is too busy jacking it with the blood or whatever he does after his little kill sprees to come see us?" Arden looks at his brother and just starts laughing, covering over that disturbing thought. Both of the twins' minds going back to the undertaking. For obvious reasons, they didn't participate in the attack of the pack they were intending to take control of, just incase they were recognized. Even with all of them covering the fur of their very obviously blonde wolves and their scents to the best of their ability, it just wasn't a risk worth taking.Even with their collectively vicious minds, they understood the importance of painting themselves as the good guy. Their packs all believing that the group saved them from the grips of something else, someone alot worse. It was a much easier road
Arden and Cohen sit in the private room of the club. It is not the same club that Hayden lost his life, much less the same room. This club is much more subdued, and it is always Draven’s go-to when he actually makes an attempt to socialize, for the other three brothers and even their father, it is classified as the most boring of the countless venues under their banner but as like most things, it serves a particular purpose and no one ever opposes Draven's suggestion on the limited few times he actually makes one. The music in the room is at a dull beat, barely even audible, the light is dulled as much as it can be with the fixtures, but it is still much brighter than required to give the usual comfortable drinking atmosphere. If there are meetings to be held with people outside the pack, they often times will end up here, which gives the allies a more business like feel, which seems to be an appeal for Draven even at an otherwise common meeting of the family. Of course, today it i
Jax has a way of saying something so self-depreciating in such a light and airy way it is hard to take it as seriously as it should be taken. Alaska barks out a laugh, her hip moving quickly to hit Jax playfully. At the same time the tension leaves her body completely. Of all the things that she expected him to say, it definitely wasn't that, and it makes what was the start of a really tough conversation a whole lot easier. This is Jax, the same person she has known her entire life, she doesn't need to make it so strange. "Haha what?…" Once Alaska focuses on the whole sentence and not just the amusement at the end, her heart strains for him. She hasn't really heard him speak about himself in such a way, and she is not sure whether he is making a joke of it or he actually believes it, it is hard for her to think that he could think so badly of himself when there is no one in this world that she thinks more highly of. "...You have a whole lot to offer. Never sell yourself short like
"What can I do for you Trip?""Draven just wanted to meet to discuss some things at the club tomorrow night"Jax just shrugs at Alaska with a questioning look. Alaska’s shock has faded completely, and her razor-sharp mind is working quickly. It makes sense that Draven would suspect them, and maybe he came to the conclusion much quicker than she gave him credit for, but the request doesn’t sound much like a summons and if Draven really knew the truth it wouldn’t be an exploratory meeting, they would be hunted and killed much the same as the rogues that surround them. Alaska just nods, the plan was always bound to change, while she has done her best to anticipate her adversary there is always going to be some discrepancy."What time would he like us?""Shall we say ten?""We will be there""Umm Jax?""Yes?""I am sorry to hear about Torin"Alaska’s eyes which were bright and filled with excitement, dull significantly. Jax scowls, he has not even spoken to Trip since the undertaking, jus