SYDNEY
Just as dad had said, Grace was perfectly fine. She wore a midnight blue spaghetti strapped eveinging gown. The material shimmered each time light reflected off the dress, giving the illusion of the night sky. Dad had matched her dress by wearing a midnight blue suit and a black button down. They looked like the perfect couple which they were in most cases.
We arrived at venue only a few minutes after we left the pack house. The entire place had been decorated for the occasion and I had no doubt that mom did everything. She stuck the the midnight blue and black theme, using fairy lights to create light in the large room. Many members of the pack attended tonights event, filling the room to it's capacity. Even so, the sweet scents of the three vampires still lingered in the air with a pungent aroma.
"I'm going to find Dimitri," I voiced, needing to talk much louder than normal because of the chatter
SYDNEYGroaning, I tucked my head deeper into the warmth and inhaled the sandalwood scent that had hints of cinnamon and lavender. My body felt numb and at the same time, it felt as if volts of pleasurable electricity shot through me. I vaguely remembered what happened the previous night — the ceremony which worked, me leaving and breaking the Alpha out, him telling me that my grandfather killed his sister or had his sister killed (either way, was there a difference?).And then something strange happened. I shifted and my wolf had glowing purple eyes. I had the gifted wolf which explained why Sylvain hadn't gotten it. Growing up, I expected Sylvain to inherit the Gifted wolf since Grace held the mark of the true Queen and our dad was the King. Also, him being a full-blooded werewolf led me to believe that I had no chance against him, but I was wrong. Maybe, I should have had more faith. After all, Lana was a half-blo
SYDNEYTwo days. Two whole days. That was how long I avoided everyone. The only person I couldn't avoid was Victor but we hadn't spoken. I kept my mental block up so he couldn't mind link me and I refused to look at him, knowing that if I did, the guilt would come rushing back and he would have the chance to finally say whatever he needed to through signing.The only person I spoke to was my baby bro. It felt good to hear from Sylvain but, most of all, I truly just needed one of his hugs. My brother meant everything to me and for him to not be here during my first shift broke my heart. At least I had a way to communicate with him. Although he was far away, being an Alpha allowed me to mind link with him much easier. The bond between an Alpha and their pack was far stronger than a bond between ordinary wolves in a pack.Zen was still on our side, helping Sylvain. From what my brother had told me, the Midnig
SYDNEY"He lied to me," I gritted as I marched toward the escalade, "that piece of shit lied to me and thought he could get away with it," running down the marbel steps, I stopped at the drivers side door, "I'm driving back and no you don't have a choice."Victor cocked a brow at me, "I know you're mad but let's think rationally about this. There's no need to take out your anger on my poor car," he whined, jutting out his bottom lip in a pout. Rolling my eyes and planting my hands on my hips, I muttered, "Seriously," but I didn't wait for his reaction. Instead, I dipped my hand into his pocket and watched as his eyes widened and Adam's apple bobbed when he gulped. I purposely took my time, enjoying how his jaw muscle ticked when I brushed my hand over a certain area. When his blue eyes turned solid back I fished the keys out and whispered enticingly, "You don't always have to be the dominant one."
QUADEI struggled against the shackles binding my wrists. My wolf was stronger now due to the wolfsbane finally leaving my system and with his strength, I assumed I could break free. I tried to forget about the burning sensation that danced across my skin or ignore the scent of burning flesh that tickled my nose but it wasn't enough. Nothing I did ever felt as if it was enough.I stopped struggling and slumped against the wall. Enzo was in a deep sleep induced by exhaustion. The moron never listened when I told him to calm the fuck down; he used every opportunity that presented itself, trying to escape this filthy place. I, on the other hand, waited for my strength to slowly return before doing any such thing.With the return of my wolf's strength came the connection to my pack. I could feel the link connecting me to them. However, I blocked them out. For once, I wasn't interested in what my pack was doing bu
SYDNEYAfter Alpha Quade told me what his sister's ability was, it had me thinking. I silently walked away from him yesterday, trying to put the puzzle pieces together. It was so obvious what the complete image would look like, I wondered why the Alpha couldn't see it. He was intelligent, I could tell that much, but not intelligent enough to see how his father had played him all these years. But I needed proof before informing him of the truth. He had been blaming my family for so many years that he was now blind to reasoning.However, finding proof was much easier said than done. The perfect proof would be to get the culprit to admit what he did and his motives behind it. I had a pretty good idea on who the culprit was but the deed would have to be done by my brother and I wasn't too pleased about that. He had already put his life on the line for me once, I couldn't ask him to do another life threatening favor for me.
SYDNEYIt felt like taking the back seat in a car, that was what giving Rieka full control felt like. I watched helplessly from the deepest corner of my mind as she lunched for Victor's throat — her aim set on his jugular. He had no time to respond, falling onto his side with a thud. Rieka made sure not to sink our canines too deep, the wound being superficial so it would heal easily.Rieka backed away and waited for Victor to stand onto his paws. A wolfish grin found its way to his fury face, his eyes glowing with surprise. He definitely didn't expect me to do that, and I definitely didn't expect that either. Wolves didn't come fully trained in the art of combat but apparently mine did. I had to get use to the fact that my wolf wasn't like ordinary wolves. She was the definition of a beast, skilled and precise in her moves.She knew exactly when to play it safe and she knew exactly when to use all h
QUADEI hated sleeping almost as much as I hated being awake. Being awake reminded me of how fucked up my life was. Sleeping reminded me of everything that slipped through my fingers, everything I could have had, everything that was meant to be mine. Each time I closed my eyes I saw her. She replaced the nightmares that scarred my every dream. Her face was a new nightmare altogether, wrapped up in a pretty little package that was lethal if you knew exactly what buttons to push.And I knew the exact buttons that would push her to the edge but I also knew I'd always save her from falling over. Something deep down in me knew that I would never let her fall, never let her plummet to the impending doom I brought along with me. No matter how much I sort out revenge, no matter how much I didn't care about living without a mate, without the clean half of my tainted soul, I couldn't let her fall of that edge. The fall down
VICTORThe icy cold water of the shower cascaded down the muscles of my back. I could feel the fatigue settling into my bones, the freezing temperature of the water not helping chase the feeling away. It weighed me down, now becoming a constant ache in my entire body — I desperately needed peace of mind and I needed it fast.I growled in frustration, shutting off the faucet and exiting the shower to dry myself off. Last night, I heard her coming to her room, I also heard her leave. Minutes turned to hours and and I found myself tossing and turning, restless because I hadn't heard her come back again. I worried about her. Not because I cared — which I obviously did — but because above all else, I was her protector. She may not have needed me anymore but my roll would never change because I was so use to it. Not being around her was difficult, not following her every move and not watching over her. She had
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