Sally's POVJust as I was a foot away, I was pulled back with force. It was as if an invisible string or giant rubber band was tied around my waist so that a group of people pulled me backward like a slingshot.The pull woke me gasping for air, with my lungs screaming for air, and my throat dry as if I'd been left in the desert for a long time. Sitting up straight, I ran my hands down my face and pushed my hair away from my sweaty face and neck.It was still dark outside, but checking the time on my phone, it was 5 am. There was no way I could go back to sleep after what happened, nor could I wake up and go for a run.Pushing the blanket aside, I grabbed the hoodie from the edge of the bed and wore it over a tank top, finally putting on my running shoes.I went to the bathroom to wash my face before going downstairs to get a glass of water and finally starting my run.I don't know how I survived all the dreams I had. Yes. I've had nightmares like that since I lived through gunfire.Ha
Sally's POVDarius' eyes glanced down at my plate of food but said nothing. Instead, he asked. "What are you doing today?"I put down my fork before answering. "I don't know. Might start training again, I guess." I shrugged, unsure of my plans for the day.He just nodded at the idea. I was sure he wanted to protest, to prevent me from picking up the weapon, but again, he said nothing except. "Be careful, don't push yourself too much."I nodded curtly before making my excuses. Heading back upstairs to my assigned room, and closing the door properly, I climbed into bed and just lay there staring at the ceiling. Gradually, I felt my eyes close, the fatigue I had been suppressing finally coming and lulling me back to sleep.---------------Third person POVIt was a normal Saturday, late in the evening. Right on the training ground, the sound of metal colliding echoed throughout the forest. Although, she went jogging in the morning, almost losing her leg because of it. Sally continues to p
Sally's POV"You're not going to stab me, are you?" Darius joked, leaning against the living room frame.I shot him the most deadly glare I could muster before throwing one of the cushions at him, "I will if you don't stop talking." And collapsed on the sofa, sighing.After what happened yesterday, everyone was too scared to approach and talk to me. So left me alone with my thoughts in the living room since breakfast ended in an awkward silence.Darius plopped down in the space next to me, hugging the pillow I threw earlier. “A penny for your thoughts?”"Even if you give me a million, I still won't share with you," I spoke emotionlessly.He sucked hard through his teeth. "Grim,"I sighed in defeat. "I'm sorry... I just...""Stress?"I shook my head."Paranoia?"I shook my head again."Bored?" And Darius kept adding whatever emotions I was feeling but couldn't express."No, no, no, no!" I gasped with a lot of frustration in my voice. "I'm not stressed, paranoid, depressed, or whatever
Sally's POV"To town.""For what?" He asked like an annoying cop.I clenched my jaw, breathing slowly, trying to calm down. "Breathe the air."Darius's eyebrows raised, curious. "Air? There's a lot of it here. Why do you need to go to town?"I groaned, frustrated. "I can't breathe with people looking at me, especially watching them argue while I sit and do nothing. And what is that mysterious letter you're keeping from me? Did my grandmother lock her in her office? What the hell is going on?"My point was made clear when I saw the car keys in his hand when Roland threw them at him."I'll tell you after you get some air. Let's go." He gestured to the passenger seat. "Please inform Mrs. Willow that I will be taking Sally out." He advised Roland.We were both seated and buckled in the car, Darius put the key in the ignition and the car roared to life. I like the rumbling sound of the engine. I couldn't help but open the sunroof on the roof of the car. As soon as Darius stepped on the gas
Regardless of his hometown, the last time he felt anything from Sally was three years ago, the moment he and everyone thought she was dead. After that, it was just radio silence. But, deep down, Ryan knows that Sally is not dead and that she is still somewhere in the world.Thus, proving her last residence was in Paris. What is she doing here? Where is she now? She couldn't have disappeared like that, not without a reason.Ryan has a habit of locking himself in his office, until or if someone comes in and bothers him.Speaking of disturbances, a knock on the door suddenly echoed throughout the room. A head poked in to reveal Albert. "You ask me?"Ryan nodded. "Is there any news?" He asked tiredly.Entering the room, and with straight and solemn lips, Albert shook his head. Hatred couldn't burst his Alpha's bubble, but as a friend, he didn't need to give this man so much hope. It's not good for his condition right now.Ryan coughed, gently patting his chest where his heart lay. "Wait,
Sally's POV"Don't be smart with me." She spat. "I hate you as much as he does. Your family killed his family. And you took away the heart of my first love, even though you had a mate of your own. You took away things that haven't belonged to you since you were born.""Kaytlyn? Kaytlyn?" I smile. "All this kidnapping is revenge? Okay,"Suddenly, the blindfold was torn from my head. She was standing in front of me, with a smug look on her face.I noticed how dark it was outside, so I guessed that night must have fallen two hours ago. Glancing around the place, it was a warehouse."What happened to you and the lover boy? He finally realized what a terrible person you were, and dumped you?"Despite how dim the warehouse looked, I still saw a flash of pain and discomfort in her eyes. I have never seen her upset and bothered just because of a question.She tried to ignore me, but I couldn't help but evoke my inner Darius, who would do anything to evoke a reaction from me and try to stress
Sally's POVEven though I'm in this cold rain, I can still feel the warmth coming from above my head. Quickly, I glanced at the comforting warmth. It was my grandfather's hand hovering above my head as if he wanted to caress my head."You should stop blaming yourself for everything that happened, Sally. It's not your fault. Everything happens for a reason, a reason that you will soon find out. But before it happens, you need to prepare yourself and be ready for anything that comes your way because it won't be a walk in the park. Strengthen everything you feel is weak about yourself. Have a life War is brewing in the air, I can feel it." The old man said, staring at the dark sky.In the blink of an eye, my grandfather disappeared. Quickly, I stood up, and looked around, looking for him."Believe in yourself, Sally." At this moment, another voice rang out, echoing everywhere.Where have I heard that calm, gentle voice before? The conjecture was on the tip of my tongue, but I wasn't sure
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
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