FIFTY-THREEAnabelle kept on massaging her body parts that were in pain because of the number of times she had hit the floor. She continuously kept on complaining and she was more bitter because she had not been able to get Jaxon on the floor equivalent to the number of times he had landed her on the floor. Twenty to one was nowhere near equivalent, if anything the one still felt like a zero. Jaxon had a smug look on his face through the whole thing which only made Anabelle huff and roll her eyes in annoyance. When they finished, Jaxon told Micah and Adam to go harder on her. His exact words were, 'Don't go easy on her. There is a reason why she is my Luna'.Anabelle would have probably lost thirty or forty more times if Danielle had not arrived and told them that it was time to go to the hair salon.Anabelle dragged Jaxon with her because he had promised to spend the entire day with her. Anabelle was not very sure about the hair colour but she wanted her hair to be shoulder length. W
CHAPTER FIFTY-FOURANABELLETwo days. Only two days were remaining before I could take the place of Luna and undergo all the ceremonies and festivals. Needless to say, I was more than worried about what was going to happen, Cora had mentioned the fact that I had to prove that I was indeed worthy of taking on the duty of being the Luna of Blazepelt. This meant that if I was not able to overcome the rouges then I would be deemed unworthy of being Blazepelt's Luna and Jaxon's mate too. I was ready to overcome all the odds to be by my mate's side and be his Luna officially but doubt kept on piling and creeping in. I had continued my training with Adam and Micah and I knew that I could defend myself and kill someone but who knew how many rouges they would give me? I was very sure that they would not go easy on me especially since I was the first female from another pack to be mated to an Alpha of Blazepelt.I was seated with Vera outside the ice cream parlour. She had tried multiple times
CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVETHIRD PERSONAnabelle did not know what time she had slept or how she had ended up in her bed but she knew that she had drank a few bottles of wine which had caused the slight hammering of her head. She could smell the drink on herself when she woke up and was disgusted by it, she stood from the bed and rushed to the bathroom. While getting rid of the awful smell and taking a much-needed bath she suddenly remembered that she had woken up but not seen Jaxon. She finished doing everything and wore a coat over her skirt and shirt with a bit of makeup and did not forget to take some painkillers in the cabinets for the minor headache. She went downstairs and found Jaxon in the kitchen, he handed her a cup while saying good morning and she accepted the cup with a greeting and a smile. She took a seat and took a whiff of what was in the cup with her nose before taking gulps of it. "You went hard on these last night," Jaxon said as he threw bottles of wine in the bin. Not
FIFTY-SIXFour outfit changes later, the night only seemed to drag on much to Jaxon's irritation as he watched his mate from a distance. He was glad that she was no longer nervous and was actually interacting with the population. He heaved another sigh after looking at the dress she had changed into. Indeed he knew that his mate was playing a dangerous game by showing up in front of all these people in dresses that he considered to be showing the population other than him what only he had the right to look at. If the first, second and third dress had not been able to rile him up well the fourth dress managed to make him feel more possessive about her. He wanted nothing but to be close to her, wrap his arm around her waist and stake his claim on her so that no other male or female would look at her. The rose dress she wore exposed her back and fully appreciated her full chest.Anabelle was very exhausted and because of having to change outfits multiple times she only felt more tired an
FIFTY-SEVENJaxon was able to relax after a while thanks to Anabelle's help. It had taken long for him to relax because, in any normal situation, Lucas would not have still been breathing. If a person disrespected him, they paid with their lives and ending the life of someone disrespectful brought a certain type of relaxation to his wolf. Sadistic? Definitely, but that was how his wolf was. He hated being disrespected and challenged. But today he let someone disrespectful live because of his mate. Jaxon knew that if he killed the man, Anabelle would think more of him as the monster he is. For the sake of peace with his mate and to remain in the good chapters of her book he decided to let Lucas live but he promised himself that if the man did anything else to anger him he would not waste a second ripping out his throat.The event had continued despite the little show that the audience had received but Anabelle and Jaxon left earlier. Alec had advised Anabelle to take Jaxon away from th
FIFTY-EIGHTThe girl with long blonde hair with streaks of green at the back, and her skin was too pale because of not been outside for a long time. Anabelle looked at the girl who was glaring at her and scrunched her eyebrows. A female rogue was as unusual as a female Alpha, it did happen but it was not something that really happened very much. Anabelle tucked her hair behind her ear and glared back at the woman that looked to be around her age if not a year or two older. They both charged at each other and threw everything at each other, the rogue obviously having the upper hand because Anabelle had encountered fifteen rogues. Some of those rogues had been twice her size but she had been able to kill them no matter how much she fought, the fatigue had started to settle in. The girl twisted Anabelle's arm, which had constantly been a target by most of the rogues since one had pulled at it. Anabelle let out a pained cry, no matter how many times they had caused harm to her arm and it
FIFTY-NINEJaxon had his head lying on the side of Anabelle's bed with his eyes closed but he was nowhere close to falling asleep because he was in agony. The sounds of the machines in the room and the slight rising of his mate's chest was the only thing that made him aware that she was still alive but he could not feel her. It was like their bond was not there and did not exist and to make matters worse his wolf had been silent since the day Anabelle had lost consciousness. His fingers were laced with hers but he wanted her to squeeze his hand, to give him hope. Hours had passed and turned into days and he had been as patient as he could. He squeezed her hand and breathed in her scent but was overpowered by the strong smell of medicine and antiseptic. He now understood why Anabelle despised hospitals so much.Jaxon opened his eyes after a while and stood up from his seat, he looked at the pale body of his mate that was losing colour with each day that passed. He let out a heavy breat
SIXTYPanic crossed Jaxon's mind when he woke up and his hand was empty and so was the spot next to him on the bed. He rose from the bed and rushed to check the bathroom but found no one. The worst possible scenarios formed in his head as he tried to come up with a reasonable explanation as to why his unconscious mate was no longer on the bed he had laid her on the previous night. He ran a hand through his dark hair and then sniffed the air to get any trace of a foreign scent. Jaxon sighed in annoyance and walked out of the room with a quick pace before sending a quick mind link message to his beta. Alec's response was quick. 'What do you mean you can't find Anabelle? You took her home, didn't you?''Goddamn it if I knew where she was I would not be asking for your help,''I'll get people to check around your house and the pa─" "Wait, I think there's someone in my kitchen." Jaxon kept his movements silent as he descended the stairs and focused on the direction from which the cutler
EPILOGUEAnabelle had Jaxon's arm around her, it was the comfort that she needed at that moment. His scent was what she needed more than anything. Everything around her was dull and dark just like the clothes that she was wearing including the weather. Jaxon tightened his hold around her waist and looked down at her because he could feel every emotion that she was feeling. She looked at the graves of the fallen members and guilt and pain swallowed her. How did the loved ones of all these people feel? "It's okay, my love" Jaxon whispered to her and kissed the top of her head. She looked up at him and gave him a sad smile before walking away and going towards Adam's grave. She could not believe that he was gone just like that. He was so young and had not even experienced the joy of having a mate but Anabelle was glad that he had not found his mate because if he had they would have been disappointed and in pain over losing their mate. She remembered how hurt Micah looked and she wished
EIGHTYTAYLOR'S POVIt was like the sky knew of our loss, it was completely dark and the rain was heavily pouring down and hitting the roof. I could hear the strong wind blowing on the leaves of the plants as I looked outside through the window of my and Danielle's room. The turmoil in all our hearts was almost the same as the gloomy weather that swept everything away. I looked down at my fingers and curled them up, trying to keep warm. If only things had turned out differently. My heart clenched with every memory that rang through my head. Her laugh, and those shiny green eyes, haunted my dreams every time...when I slept and when I was awake. Every thought of mine always trailed back to her. Whenever I cooked something I thought about what she would think about it. When I said something I wondered if she would agree with my words. If she were here with me, would she wake me up and tell me that I was having a horrible nightmare because it sure felt like one?The rain poured and swept
SEVENTY-NINEAnabelle could not comprehend what she was looking at. Bodies were lying everywhere, it was a terrible massacre. She could tell that Amaris was no longer holding back and was indeed doing what she promised to do, to wipe off werewolves. The smell of blood was heavy in the air and the number of bodies only seemed to increase as they drove to the pack house. Amaris had attacked the pack's centre and killed anyone she spotted. Guilt ate at Anabelle as she looked at the cadavers of people that were once so alive. 'Ana, where are you? I've tried to evacuate as many people from the pack house as I can but Amaris is killing the warriors that are trying to hold her off like they are mosquitoes.' 'We are almost there,'Cora's words haunted her mind, Amaris was on a killing spree and she would not stop until she killed the last werewolf. Her leg started moving and she constantly chewed on her bottom lip as they drew closer to the pack house. Anabelle gasped when the house came in
SEVENTY-EIGHT"We lost three men, and if we include the library caretaker, Mr Cray...then we have lost four pack members." Alec gave the report to Jaxon and sank back into his seat. "We were able to retrieve the bodies of the warriors, they were horribly scorched because of the fire but hopefully we can give them proper burials.""And the witch, Mr Cray's sister?" Anabelle asked."Well, that is none of our concern. She was banished from the pack for practising dark magic and we are not responsible for her as a pack, we have certain customs to follow as a pack." Alec replied and shrugged at the end.Anabelle wanted to argue with that decision, surely the woman deserved a proper burial too. Despite being a witch she had also been killed by the person that killed the men of Blazepelt. Anabelle wanted to speak out on what she thought but Jaxon held her hand and when she turned to look at him he shook his head. She understood from the look in his eyes that she should not argue, his eyes pl
SEVENTY-SEVEN"Are they actually having sex?" Adam whispered horribly next to Danielle's ear. Danielle turned to look at him and hit his arm."What do you want them to do? It's a man and a woman in the same room and they are mates by the way." Taylor looked up at Adam from the pan. "This day has been quite eventful and despite the time no one knows how long it is going to be night," she added and continued stirring the food that she was preparing. With the Alpha and the Luna in the pack house, she had to include them too in the meal plans, not to forget she had hungry warriors waiting to be fed. "They've been going at it for quite some time now," Adam commented and looked up at the stairs. "You will not be able to get enough of your mate when you find her and then maybe you will understand." Micah joined in the conversation and took out a seat around the kitchen counter. He was finally in clean clothes and had washed off what had happened earlier. "Thank you," Taylor smiled up at M
SEVENTY-SIXAnabelle was crying hysterically and kept on shaking Jaxon's body to get a response from him. Even a twitch of his fingers would have been enough for her. The temperature was getting higher as more trees caught the fire that Amaris had started and the fire circled around them. She could see the others trying to fight against the flames, trying to find a way to get everyone out safely. Two men had come to her and told her that they hard to get out of the place, they wanted to carry Jaxon but she could not let go of his body. She kept crying and wailing because she felt empty without him, if this was how Jaxon had felt when she was unconscious then he was strong. She already felt like she could not live anymore but he had dealt with her going into and out of unconsciousness. She pulled him closer to her and hugged him to her body, his head on her chest. She could hear the beating of his heart but she was so worried because Amaris had cast a spell on him. What if she had don
SEVENTY-FIVEAmaris knew that he could win with one move but he decided to let Anabelle have her fun. In the end, whether he won or "lost" he would continue with his plans, nothing could stop him. He considered this fight as a little treat before the actual meal, it was a way to pass the time as his mind came up with more ways to end Jaxon Ryker and the werewolves. He could defeat Anabelle with his eyes closed, he was her after all. Whatever she knew, he knew...all the knowledge of fighting that she had gained from those two warriors. He was definitely better at fighting compared to her because he had learnt over the years of roaming the mortal world. Anabelle and Amaris had been going at each other for quite some time, and none of them was yet to land a hit. While Anabelle was the one throwing all the attacks, Amaris continued to easily avoid her hits smoothly. It seemed to everyone that was watching that Amaris knew Anabelle's moves more than herself. Amaris was smiling while Anabe
SEVENTY-FOURVera's leg was shaking nonstop, the heel of her shoe making noise and her arms were crossed in front of her arms. Millions of thoughts and possibilities were going through her mind. She knew that if Anabelle had been in her place she would have been the first one to fight for her, she would not be seated and waiting on news as she was. Anabelle would not have been in this room like her, she would have risked everything to save her. She was angry at herself for staying back when her best friend needed her. She should have guessed before that either Jaxon or Alec would try to stop her in some way or another. Alec had called Milo to look after Vera and that meant not letting her out of his sight. Vera could not blame Milo as he sat on the bed eyeing her, he was only carrying out the Beta's order and keeping his mate safe. She was angry at him because he did not understand a word she had said since he locked her in this room. Milo kept on saying that he was doing it in order
SEVENTY-THREEJaxon wanted to plunge his claws into Amaris, he had felt anger before but he was livid. All his life when people angered him there was no Anabelle but now she was there and this person had dared to mess with his mate. He glared at Amaris and growled, a loud and vicious growl filled the air. Amaris only smirked more when he knew that he had angered Jaxon. Everything around him was starting to blur and the only thing he could see was the glowing person in the air, his anger had fully clouded his sense of judgement. He was about to stand to attack when he realised that there was a weight in his arms, he looked down and his anger dissipated when his eyes fell on his mate's beautiful face. Jaxon knew that he could not afford to lose his cool, although he did not trust any other person except for himself to protect his mate he carried her and ushered her into Micah's arms because he was the closest to him. He turned back to face the threat while Micah knew what he had to do