Third person POVTwo months had passed in a blur, especially after that black envelope, when pack members were told to stay vigilant. There is now a curfew, and security is a top priority. Ryan doesn't want to risk anything or anyone, better safe than sorry.“Do you think she will come back after all these years?” Ryan asked Athena, who was watching him cautiously.The girl sighed doubtfully. "Knowing her, you can't bet. She's unpredictable. But despite all that, we need to have a little faith." She said with a gentle smile on her face."What is up?" Ryan tiredly asked Albert as he entered the office. He held onto his desk for dear life. Day after day, the rejection took its toll on him, really hard, especially on his wolf.It had been three years since Ryan last felt Sally's heartbeat beating faintly through the only connection he had with her. Ryan will die if no one can find her, he is hanging on by a single thread of life right now.The only reason he can live to this day is becau
Ryan's POVI couldn't tell anyone at that time, afraid that she might harm the people I loved. I lost confidence when she started threatening Sally's life.I loathe myself, I blame myself, every day for mistreating Sally the way I broke her heart, accusing her of being someone she wasn't, and above all mocking her parents, both buried six feet under. I ask them for forgiveness every day, and I beg them to bring Sally back into my life.---------------------Sally's POVAt some point during the day, my mind would wander to my parents, my grandfather, and all the people I had known and become acquaintances with. I also wonder if anyone will come and rescue me, but sometimes I believe that I don't need to be rescued, I just need to fight for my own life, for myself. After all, this is one of many battles in life that I need to survive.Throughout the day and night, I remember falling in and out of consciousness, for what and why, I had no clue. I haven't even counted the days since I was
Sally's POVThe sound of the explosion from the lightning sent a wave of pain down my spine and into my head, causing me to collapse, begging for the pain to end. I could feel myself falling into darkness again.I woke up with a gasp as if I had been pulled out of deep water to breathe. My breathing was labored, shallow, and ragged, inhaling through my nose and exhaling through my mouth. Slowly, focusing my eyes, I saw that my arms were tied to the armrests of the chair, not behind my back.I looked around only to see I was still in the abandoned warehouse, my blood pooling on the floor and into the circle that Kaytlyn created for the forbidden ritual involving my blood and this blade on my thigh.I stared more and more at these knives and their enchanting sapphire stone at the bottom of the hilt. Suddenly, something inside me clicked. I took two shots, my eyes slightly wide open. This special twisted steel Scottish Dirk knife is meant to transport one's mind and body to wherever a so
Sally's POVShe tried to stand up, but I hit her there and knocked her down again. This time, turning sharply behind her, I slashed her tendons, causing her to kneel, splashing blood on the cement. Stretching her body upright, she looked at me with a sneaky smile on her face.Spit some remaining blood to her side before taunting. "I admit physically, you are a better fighter than me. But, mentally, you are weak."“What have you done to me?” I barked.Not paying attention to my question, she continued to tease me emotionally. "Just because you can kill someone with a single shot or a sword stroke, that doesn't mean you can destroy the demon inside you. Fighting it every day is one thing, but killing it is another thing you will never succeed at.""With or without a heart, you cannot still silence the torment you put yourself through, that monster inside you will continue to eat you from the inside out until you can no longer bear it. You can't take it anymore and decide to take your ow
Sally's POVAfter returning from capture, I had another life-or-death duel with one of Darius's men. Hopefully, he wouldn't be hurt as much as the first person stabbed by my sword, but I was wrong. Darius's man was stabbed in the stomach by my short sword, nearly killing him, and it was my fault.Soon after, my grandmother kept me away from physical violence, well, any kind of violence that involved fists and weapons. And guided me around town, but of course, still protected and watched. I don't mind that, I need this too, I guess.With the time I spent in Paris and away, I forgot all the things that happened here. Deep down, I knew I forgave him and got over it. I mean, yes, my parents' graves are sacred to me, but eventually, people are bound to find out about that. I was too emotional to cope at that time.I miss Athena, a lot, but I don't think she'll want to forgive me for the things I said to her before I left. The walk even made me realize how much I miss the boys too, they are
Sally's POVThe girl seemed surprised by the answer. "Where were you before that?""I'm still in New York. Why?" I said, now curious.She seemed to be deep in thought and suddenly stopped to look at me. “You sure as hell weren't here three months ago.” The voice was full of doubt."Ah... I was in France for a year, moved to the United States after that for two years, and came back here last month." I answered nonchalantly, skipping the part that I had been kidnapped four months ago.The girl shook her head in confusion. "No, I mean, how can these wolves pick up your scent or see you when you're not even here?"A frown came in front of me. "What are you saying?"Athena shook her head again, this time sighing. "It's just that we've been looking for you, both in France and here if luck is on our side. And then three months ago, a few of Ryan's men caught your scent on the Northern border, they even said they saw you. But, that was the last we heard from you."There's something not right
Sally's POVAthena nodded "Because he was an Alpha born and he had a long line of Alpha blood in him, he held on to the last thread of life a lot.""So who is the leader now?" I ask.Athena sighed. "Albert. He's doing the best he can. The boys are losing their minds, they're losing hope. They're becoming desperate and defenseless just by looking at their fallen Alpha, who is on the brink of death."I could feel the pain of my guilt falling upon me, plunging me into utter agony. I sighed heavily."Not your fault," Athena said comfortingly.Athena walked up to the porch and opened the door. I could hear the boys welcoming her with so much warmth and love. The kind of welcome I've never had in a long time.Wait a moment. They sounded so calm... Didn't Athena say that Ryan was sick again? Okay, wait, Athena didn't tell me that. I just assumed he was. But she said it was a life-or-death emergency. This sneaky little bitch. I glared at a hole in the back of her head."We thought you were go
Sally's POVIn a cold demeanor, he brought his sleeves down to his elbows before stuffing his hands into his front pockets. He's worried. Extremely worried.What's wrong with me? Oh my God."I'm OK." That was all he said."I do not believe you."“Why do you care?” His voice was suddenly sharp and cold.I did a double take, holding my hands defensively in front of me. "I don't... I don't care." I said as I started to walk away.Caught by the rustling sound of the grass behind me, he was following suit. A hand tightened around my elbow, carefully turning me around to face him.I jerked away from his grip, frowning. "What are you sorry for?"He was silent for a moment, looking away as if trying to find an answer to my question. I scoffed bitterly. "You don't even know why you said sorry.""I do, and I mean it." Annoyed, he pushed back the fringe of his hair. He sighed. "I'm sorry for everything, for hurting you, and for letting you go.""Why can't you be honest for once?"“What do you wa
Sally's POVThree months after the devastation, to say things are back to normal is an understatement. Everyone is still saddened by the loss of half of the pack, but they are our heroes, in our hearts and our memories.I returned the next day, with my enemy's head in a sack. I asked everyone in my family if they knew what he had done and was about to do. When I asked about his parents, everyone bowed their heads in respect.Arnav informed me that both of them committed suicide because of the old Donne's rule.I need to abolish that regulation and replace it with a more reasonable penalty. They were both innocent, they were just pawns in the game and they had to pay for his actions, may their souls rest in peace.That night we held a proper funeral for them. We all paid our respects. Our allies also came to pay their respects.The ceremony was over, everyone had gone home and I stayed at the burial site and stared at Oliver's portrait, thinking that maybe I hated him just because he w
Third person POVLook at Ryan carefully, his chest is moving slowly. Running to his side, Sally immediately cupped his face and called his name.“Ryan,” She started softly, and then gradually she lost patience. “Ryan.”The groan, surprised her, but sure enough, his eyes widened next. "I like hearing you say my name." His voice was hoarse.Unintentionally, she hit his chest before apologizing. "I'm sorry. Oh my God!"“Is that any way to welcome a mate who has just returned from the dead?” He was joking.Sally stared at him and said. "That's not funny at all."Sally didn't waste a second as she threw herself into his arms, crying into the crook of his neck, all the while inhaling his sweet musk. “Please don't do that again.”Ryan wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tighter, never wanting to let her go again. “I love you too,” Her breath hitched and she buried her face deeper into his neck.After a moment, they let go and looked at each other, looking for more casualties to fi
Third person POVReaching his lifeless side, she stepped back and knelt on both knees. Unaware, tears rolled down her ash-stained face.“Ryan,” She began softly, her eyes roaming around his body and finding the wound, blood pouring out endlessly. This cannot happen. He is a werewolf. An Alpha. He should have been cured by now. Unless the wound is caused by silver, pure silver.Sally sobbed endlessly. She felt everyone's eyes on her, rage filling her entire being. “Let's capture the rogues and find Oliver Donne. Now."Sally's orderly roar echoed throughout the area. Picturing a mental image of what the despicable man looked like only made me angrier. And as if they saw what was going on in my head, they barked orders at each other and ran away in different directions.“Please wake up. Ryan!" She shook her head. "I need you, so do everything you can and wake up."His body slowly went limp in her arms, making it a little difficult for her to bear him. “Ryan, no, wake up. Please."Sally s
Third person POV"Let's go." She spoke with finality and switched to the second skin.Arriving there, they found Albert and the rest. And the first thing Sally said was. “Where is Ryan?”Everyone was dumbfounded.Her face stiffened at their sudden silence. “You're all here, but none of you know where he is.”Her voice lowered. “What happened to be able to link minds?”“We tried to contact him but he did not respond.”Sally frowned, suspicious. She looked around. “Can you guys link up?”It looked as if they were trying to communicate with each other through their minds, and they looked frustrated by it.“No,” Linus said.She is upset.“There is magic here, blocking all of the swarm's mental links to each other.”Sally looked at something behind Allen. “Is that my sword?”The boy nodded with a slight smile. “My mom said you'd be here, so…” He handed the weapon to Sally.“Thank you, Allen. Remind me to thank your mother too.” She slings the sword behind her back before telling the boys t
Sally's POVMy whole life has been a lie. I can't even handle this right now. Slowly, lowering myself to the mat, I sat and stared at the flashbacks of my life before and after everything that had happened.I remember my grandmother always saying that I was royalty in their eyes, supposed to rule the world with Ryan's pack. And she continued to emphasize the two nouns, King and queen.Also, every summer vacation when I was young, my grandfather would show me off to his guests, which made me feel very uncomfortable. And it got to the point where I remember my mother having to take me for a walk every time someone passed by."And I know you saw something in your dream, Sally. You looked pale when you walked in here." She was silent for a while. "Is that your mate? Did he call you?"My silence is the answer. Even though I tried to deny the fear that the dream brought me, I couldn't, it still lingered in my mind. The image of Ryan covered in blood and pain, stuck.At least I have to know
Sally's POVThought going to bed would be the best idea for me, but turns out, it was the worst idea. Because not long after I closed my eyes, my mind took me to a strangely familiar place."Sally, help." A whisper rang out around me.Standing in the middle of a barren field, 50 yards away from me, Ryan stood sullenly, his face pale, his right fist clutched tightly to his hip.I shivered as the cold wind whipped my skin but my eyes never left him. Is he okay? Why does he look so sick?When I looked closely at his deathly curled fists, they were covered in blood. Why? Whose blood is that? It can't be his, right? What happened?“Ryan,” I called, but no sound came out. I called again and again until I was tired and my throat became hoarse.He just stared at me with pain in his eyes.He may be standing but his eyes say otherwise. The light in his eyes was gone and I wondered if it was my fault.Looking closely at him, I felt like he was gone a long time ago and this was just an illusion.
Sally's POVWhen the room became silent, the shadow moved quite quickly, as if trying not to be caught.“Do you want something to drink or something to eat?” I said, pretending to chat while Jill wrote something on paper.It writes. “There is a spy. You should be careful."I nodded in response. Then he replied through my makeup chat. “I'd love to, but I'm going to apologize and spend the week preparing for what's to come. You are invited to my coronation.”“You should be careful too.” I wrote again. He gave me a quick nod with a forced smile and left the room with his men.Kingsley turned around just as the young leader went out, quickly rushing to my left and whispering. “Something has changed here, Luna Sally.”“I know, I can feel it too.” I looked at him from a very close distance. “I need you to find someone, if he's not here that means he knows I came looking for him.”He left me in the office to plan while he went looking for the given name. Arnav walked in on me and stared at t
Sally's POVWe arrived at headquarters three hours later, I had to match Kingsley's pace because he was such a weak bird. So as soon as my feet touched the ground, I rushed to find Arnav. "What's going on?"“The Alexander clan attacked us.”“Ub, I understand that part, but what exactly happened?”Arnav sighed first. “Goray Alexander was murdered, and the Alexander family suspects us of being the culprit.”I frowned at the news. “Why am I just hearing this now? Why did the Alexander clan suspect it was us? Do you have any other sources to find out who killed Mr. Goray?"From a maid in the house, I slipped off my coat. “Find me something, Arnav. We need to clear our names as soon as possible before something unspeakable happens.” I gave the order and went straight to my office.I was startled to see Kingsley behind me, I forgot that he was also with me. “Let's make you feel at home while I deal with all this.”He remained silent while panting from the flight and the energy he had to put
Sally's POVOne time I left the room. I followed a beautiful floating white orb that led me to what felt like a 5-minute walk to an abandoned warehouse.I hesitated to enter the building, but the ball went straight through the wall. Sighing, I followed it through a small entrance.As soon as I stepped inside, a shrill scream echoed throughout the space of the warehouse. The screams of a man and a woman rang out again, sending chills down my spine.Approaching the noise, I hid behind pieces of plywood. My heart stopped beating for a split second when I saw my parents in the middle of the room.My mother was stripped of her clothes and every ounce of dignity, tears streaming down her pale and bloody face.I wanted to scream and help her, but I couldn't move and not even a whisper came out. I could only cry and suppress the anger welling up inside me.My dad, on the other hand, looked completely devastated. I held my breath as I watched him cry, pleading with the men around them who look