SYDNEY
Flames! That was the only way I could describe what it felt like. It felt as if flames licked my body, beginning from my core and it wasn't anything like experiencing heat. My heat ended the moment Victor and I completed the bond. That was how it worked. You either put an end to heat by completing the bond or wait an entire week. My mom was the only werewolf I knew who managed to make it an entire week without sealing the deal and I didn't want to know how she managed to do that.
This, on the other hand, felt so much worse and Victor's touch offered no reprieve. I could see the pain lingering in Victor's oceanic orbs, if he could have taken away the pain I knew he would have. Screams and yells left my lips, cold sweat coating my skin and soaking my hair. I felt as if I needed too move but at the same time I couldn't. The pain was paralyzing and I went through it every night.
Apparently, even afte
QUADEShe refused to leave my mind and no matter how much I tried not to think about her, I ended up thinking about her more. Her scent that reminded me of a blossoming garden in the midst of spring, her hair that reminded me of the golden beach sand that made up their shores, her dark eyes that reminded me of black tea, her smile that lit up a room which she only showed him, her sun-kissed skin that was soft to the touch. My brain had memorized every detail of her. The mate bond was something I had seen amongst others and heard about but feeling it was something entirely different. It felt suffocating and yet breathed a new life within you with new purpose. It hurt and yet it was explosive pleasure. It drew you closer to the other half of your soul and yet repelled it from you.It was frustrating and yet invigorating. The princess knew not of the game she was landing herself in, one that would
SYDNEYA heavy sigh left my lips as I slumped into the softness of the sofa in my office. My brother sat beside me, grabbing my ankles and placing it onto his lap. His rough hands — hands that were rough from always building and breaking things — inspected my foot which had been hurt only the night before. Now, all that remained were faint red scars and nothing more."He licked your foot?" Sylvain whispered in bewilderment, nose scrunching as he thought about it, "and you let him?""Well, I didn't have much of a choice, baby bro," I grimaced, thinking back to what had happened, "the man had a vice grip on my ankle and I swear he did it on purpose just to crawl under my skin. He was trying to prove a stupid point and I'm afraid he might have accomplished exactly what he set out to do.""Does Victor know?" Sylvain quizzed, unconsciously tracing around the bone of my ankle.
SYDNEYEven after a long discussion pertaining why my mom and dad should just leave for somewhere safe and let my brother and I sort this mess out, they refused. Of course they refused. Willing to fight their own battles. If the threat was on their lives then they wanted to be responsible for neutralizing it as much as I would be. But I feared for them. The fear of losing either of my parents had my lungs heaving for air. I just couldn't bare the thought.My brother had gone to work his magic with Alpha Quade. Playing the innocent brother who knew not of the happenings going on and only wanted permission to seek out his destined mate. I hoped that Alpha Quade didn't see right through my baby brother. He was putting his life on the line for our pack, for our parents, and for me. He wasn't only a brother to me but a best friend as well. Hell would freeze over before someone harmed him.Dimitri, Ambrosia, and
SYDNEYI woke up with a start; thundering heart, cold sweat dripping down my body, hair damp, breathing heavy, and nerves shot. Victor was always awake, sitting in that antique chair at my window and staring at the beautiful full moon that lit up the room. Tonight, shifters would be at their strongest, the power of the full moon enhancing their abilities.Victor's body remained unmoving, even though he knew I had woken up. I pulled the sheets away, a chill greeting my bare skin. Grabbing my midnight blue silk gown from my closet, I padded my way toward the bathroom. He knew I was okay, I was always okay when it came to this sort of thing. Only Victor knew of the dreams. I had kept them a secret — not only the reoccurring one, but the ones I had when I was little. The one's that told me things. The same ones I recently began having again.I turned the faucet to the coldest setting and then stepped into the wat
SYDNEYLoud, incessant pounding on my bedroom door was what finally woke me. I groaned, rubbing my eyes with my fists in hopes that the sleep would fade quicker. My entire body felt weighted down, warmth and tingles caressing my creamy skin. Peeling my lids open, I found Victor's large arm across my chest. The white tank top I wore did nothing to stop the sparks from seeping through the material.A husky groan left his plump lips as he squeezed his eyelids shut, "I'll get rid of them," the sound of his groggy and raspy morning voice entered my head, sending a delectable shiver down my spine."No," I grunted, untangling myself from him to leave the bed, "It must be something important.""Or it could be Monica. If its Monica, I get to kill her," he perched himself up on his elbows, squinting his eyes against the bright morning sun leaking in from the windows. His blue orbs looked so much brighte
VICTORShe hated going down to the cells. Not because of the putrid smell — which would usually be the first thing a girl complained about — but her reason was different, far more obscure. She avoided the place until she couldn't avoid it no more. The woman living in there haunted her dreams every night, and although Sydney hadn't realized it, Lucille haunted my dreams to.She continued forward, chin up, head high, shoulders squared, and posture immaculate — her presence alone commanding authority and I wasn't even sure if she realized that. Half blood or not, she had the power and the will of an alpha in her veins and she used it well when need be, never abusing it. She had grown into an amazing, strong, independent young woman, one that set goals for herself and did whatever it took to achieve them.I wasn't certain when it happened or how, but watching her grow up, always being there for her, having me wra
SYDNEYI walked out of the cell, looking down the dark hall. My heart stilled, goosebumps littering my soft flesh. With a sigh, I turned my gaze to Victor. His face held no knowledge of my thoughts. It had taken me a long while, but I somehow managed to build a mental block between us. The block wasn't steel strong, more paper thin to be exact but he felt it and didn't push to tear it apart.He rose an eyebrow in question and I sighed, finally allowing my squared shoulders to drop. Mom made the whole badass thing look so easy but it took a lot out of me. I frowned, unable to look back at the two men being chained with silver. It hurt me to do this to their beasts, to put their lives at risks just because their humans were imbeciles.I knew Sylvain would get what I asked done, removing the emptied syringes from the cell as well. He would get the best warriors in our pack to stand guard. If he could, he woul
SYDNEY"YOU DID WHAT?" My father's voice reverberated through the study, bouncing off the walls and echoing in my head. He did exactly what I had expected off him; hurling his white fist into the dry wall and not even flinching as it basically pulverized a hole into it.I couldn't help but jump at hearing the voice that never once raised at me before now screaming my ears off. Victor went rigid beside me, torn between protecting me and not disrespecting my dad. I sent him a smile in appreciation, allowing my fingers to tangle with his. In him I found safety, protection, and love. Right now, all I needed was the love because I knew my dad would never harm me."Silas," Grace gasped in more outrage than anything else. Her brows stitched together and her jaw ticked. I could tell by the pensive look masking her face that she was finding the best way to handle my father's anger fueled thoughts and actions. With
SYDNEY I dived into work headfirst. Why? Because it helped me concentrate on everything else besides the pain I felt. It was a continuous cycle, day in and day out. I waited patiently for the pain to dull, but it never did. Time was meant to heal all wounds but how much time would I need. There was also another thing I had been patiently waiting for. It had been three days since my body had recovered and I had woken up and yet my heat hadn't settled in. There were still a few more days. At times, it would hit you instantly and in other cases, it would at least take a week to set in. I hadn't even seen Quade. He had a room in the pack house. My dad was all too willing when it came to allowing him to stay. From what I could tell, he would be staying until he could reclaim his alpha title and go back home. I did my best to avoid him and I assumed he did that too. There was only one instance where I had run into him. I was leaving the pack house, going t
SYDNEYMy eyes flew open, my body shooting up from the bed with a loud gasp. I was in a flummoxed state, memories dull and blurry but I could still make out the gist of them, "Victor..." I breathed into the oxygen mask secured to my face. Feeling annoyed by the thing, I yanked it off and threw it to the side, doing the same with the other wires and tubes attached to me.My body felt weak, as if someone sent my bones through a wood chipper, tossed the pieces back into the fleshy sack that created my body, and then expected me to heal. I had never felt so utterly drained before, so dead on the inside that I didn't care to move another inch. Victor had given me up. The bond with Quade was only one step away from being complete and pretty soon, I wouldn't have a choice but to give into him.I remembered the way my body reacted to Quade's touch. Every nerve felt alive, my insides felt as if it melted into a puddle
VICTORI listened to the steady beeping of the heart monitor. The room we were in was too white, too sterile, the harsh smell of the detergents used harassing my nasal passages. I hated the pack infirmary, not that I found myself needing medical attention much anyway. Even after having gaping slashes in my chest, I was perfectly fine, completely healed. It was her I was worried about. It was her I was here for.She looked at peace on the tiny bed and yet still so horrifying to look at. If the heart machine hadn't been beeping steadily, I would have never known that she was alive. Her once slightly tanned skin was corpse-pale, dark circles rimmed her sunken-in eyes, her breaths were coming out shallow, needing to be attached to an oxygen mask so she could breathe. All those wires coming out of her were painful to look at. It wasn't fair. Quade walked away, alive and well, and yet here she was after saving hi
SYDNEYI turned just in time to see a man running straight at me, canines and claws elongated and ready to rip me apart. Tane took about two seconds to react, pouncing on the man and biting his head right off his body. The sight was gruesome, to say the least, but was necessarily done. Too many lives were lost tonight because of this and I had to bring it to an end.I widened my stance, digging my paws into the dirt and growling lowly at the men that leisurely strolled out of the forest. My dad and Xander were close, I could hear their paws hitting the earth with ferocity. We just had to hold these men off until they arrived. To top it off, I wasn't certain who entered the cells and if they were still there or if my prisoners were still alive or escaped."Check on Victor, we will take care of them," Sylvain told me, nodding his big wolf head toward Victor who was slowly losing consciousness.H
SYDNEYIt felt as if someone was screaming in my head, yelling as if they were in trouble and desperately needed my help. The sound was pulling me out of the deep sleep I found myself in. It must have been the early hours of the morning or still late at night because it was still dark out when I peeled my eyelids opened."Princess, they're here," someone yelled through the mind link."Sydney, get up sis. The shit show has begun," I heard my brother growl. He hated when someone disturbed his sleep. It made him cranky and turned him into a beast.I jolted up and found Victor stirring awake as well, "Vicky, get up. I need you to help evacuate the pack house. Tell the drivers to take the women and children out of the territory. Make sure they're safe before coming."He hastily got up and pulled on a pair of sweatpants, nodding at my instructions. I ran into the walk-in closet and g
SYDNEYI was six when I promised my dad I would never kill a wolf, not unless that wolf did something unforgivable to me. The promise was easy to make and simple to keep until I turned twenty one and took over the Green Forest pack as Alpha. As soon as word got out that a half breed female with no wolf held the highest pack ranking, everything changed. Many thought of me as weak and thought it would be easy to defeat me and take my pack as their own. Only one, at the time, had the guts and balls to challenge me for my title.He was the Alpha of the Shadow pack. A grizzly man that could strike fear into a person with just one cold, hard look. His features were sharp and rugged, eyes so green they resembled freshly cut grass. He stood tall, taller than Victor or my father and had a body made of what felt like steel. The Alpha was a formidable opponent. He expected me to have assistance from my father or my pack in general but
SYDNEYWarriors from the Silver Dawn pack arrived early hours this morning. Monica and Lana had helped them get as comfortable as they could. Mom wasn't thrilled about involving her old pack in this. She thought we had enough man power so far and that I didn't need anymore. To be honest, she was right in saying so, but it was also her that said we had strength in numbers and I wanted the numbers to be on my side. Maybe, they would see just how vast my pack was, just how many warriors I could gather in such a short time and flee because they would realize they could not beat us.I twirled my blade between my fingers. Rieka wasn't fond of the sharp piece of silver. It may not have been able to harm her but she thought of the rest of our kind. Silver wasn't something to be played with around werewolves and she felt sympathy for them, a true Queen of our kind.Unlike Rieka, I felt comfortable with the hilt of the
SYDNEY"Are you going to tell me where you disappeared to in the middle of the night?" I breathed, trying to keep my pace even. Sylvain decided to join me on my run and I let him in hopes that he would spill what he and Victor had been up to. I had woken up during the early hours of this morning to an empty bed. When I tracked Victor's scent, it led to Sylvain's room which was stark empty."It goes against the bro code, sis. I'm sorry, my lips are sealed," he proved his point by pretending to zip his lips shut, locking it, and throwing the imaginary key over his shoulder."Since when did you two become so close that you're actually willing to keep a secret from me?" I gasped dramatically, jumping over a protruding root from one of the many massive trees in the forest. I decided to run a new path today. The old one reminded me too much of the Alpha considering I walked that path with him the night of my first
QUADEI didn't understand why I felt so betrayed. When I arrived, my main goal was to kill her along with her family. But now, it all changed. I thought I made it clear that night we spent together at the lake. She won. It wasn't my heart or my trust that she won but it was her life. I couldn't kill her. I wouldn't kill her and that went for the rest of her family as well. But now, she chose to kill me. To grant my father something he possibly wanted for a long time. To gift him this favor as long as he gave me the truth. She didn't want to kill me knowing a lie. I wasn't certain if that gave her honor or if that made her a lesser human than I expected her to be.I did not love her. The bond between us was natural for our kind but it was not one of love. To truly love someone, you had to spend enough time with them. You had to get to know them, every dark, tainted bit of their soul, and still love them completely. The love s