Alpha Michael’s POVI leveled her with a bored stare. "If you are expecting my brother to show up after everything you have done to him, then you are asking for too much," I declared. "He is a bit... preoccupied at the moment."Her face fell, an intense sadness crashing over her expression. "I see. After everything I did to him, I can understand why he wouldn't want to see me." She paused, glancing around secretively. "But the rumors... are they true? Has he really..."I cut her off with a sharp gesture. "Enough of the sob story. Get to the point, why did you want to see my brother? I am here in his place, so you might as well relay the information to me."Carol leaned in closer, and I couldn't help but wince, discomfort climbed up my spine. "I don't have much time," she whispered hurriedly. "Marcus is planning to attack the packhouse. He's... he has created some kind of disease that's going to wipe everyone out."Shock coasted through me when she delivered the bombshell, and I felt m
Alpha Michael’s POVI leaned against the wall, a cigarette hanging from my lips as I watched Nicholas oversee the engineer's anxious work. The man was carefully placing explosive charges along the surface of the reinforced glass, sweat beading on his brow as he secured each one.Taking a long drag, I eyed the proceedings with a furrowed brow. "Are you sure setting off explosives in the packhouse is a good idea?" I inquired, blowing out a cloud of smoke. "We could just as easily get a glass-cutting laser to do the job."Nicholas didn't bother looking up from his job. "It would take hours to go out and get a laser," he replied briefly. "By then, James's wolf could have already murdered Emily, judging from the situation she is in right now."My gaze drifted to the glass, where I could see Emily's terrified body clinging to a window bar, the massive wolf snarling and snapping at her from the ground. My heart clenched at the sight, and I had to force myself to look away."I told her not to
Alpha Michael’s POVStruggling against the choking pain, I staggered down the corridor, still calling out Nicholas's name. But the sound that reached my ears was far more worrying—a chorus of tortured cries.Bracing myself, I pressed on, the strain on my lungs making each step a massive effort. As I reached the balcony overlooking the living room, the sight that greeted me sent a chill down my spine.Nicholas stood there, a gas mask obscuring the lower half of his face. The engineer cowered at his feet, his face swollen and damaged. Nicholas was yelling, his voice muffled by the mask, as he demanded answers."Tell me what you did, you asshole!" he roared, punctuating his words with a sharp slap that echoed through the hall.The engineer looked up, his lips curling into a twisted smile. "Aren’t you tired of barking? You are just wasting your time if you think I am going to snitch on my boss," he spat. "You were stupid to hire me in the first place, you were looking for an engineer, and
Alpha Michael’s POVAs I approached Emily's bedside, the doctor's words cut through the fog of my concern."Alpha Michael, remember that this is an airborne disease. We must practice strict social distancing and avoid any physical contact with the infected." He explained, his voice hoarse. "It’s the only way for us to keep the disease under control for now."The warning registered through the fog of my worry, and I hesitated, my hand hovering mere inches from Emily's. Nicholas, sensing my intent, reached out and firmly grasped my wrist, pulling me back."He is right," he said, his voice muffled by the gas mask. "You need to keep your emotions in check. Remember, Emily is still James's mate, not yours."I shot him an arrogant glare, my wolf struggling to surface. "Who says my brother can't share his mate?" I growled. "There's no rule against a she-wolf having two mates, or three as long as they can take care of her, and besides, if she is infected, then I am also infected, so why can’t
Alpha Michael’s POVI took another bite of the hastily assembled sandwich, my gaze drifting to the courtyard outside my window. A crowd of angry pack members had gathered, their faces covered by protective masks as they displayed placards, their demands echoing through the cold night air."We want our old Alpha back!""The temporary Alpha must step down!"With a sigh, I released the curtain, the fabric falling back into place. I didn't have the manpower to disband them—not with our warriors weakened by that damned toxin.A pair of slender arms encircled my waist, and I felt Jasmine's soft boobs press against my back. Her familiar floral scent filled my senses, but I found myself strangely unmoved, my focus trained solely on the discouraging job at hand.My phone chose that moment to ring, the screen lighting up with an unfamiliar number. Bracing myself, I answered, praying it was the Duskfall Alpha I had been trying to reach.To my relief, the gruff voice on the other end confirmed my
Alpha Michael’s POVA piercing headache throbbed behind my eyes, the sound of heavy footsteps assaulting my senses. Groaning, I tried to raise a hand to my temple, but found my arms bound tightly behind the chair."Wake up, Michael!" Nicholas's voice cut through the cloud, fastened with a note of worry. "They are already here!"I forced my eyes open, blinking against the dim light. As my vision cleared, I took in the sight of Nicholas, similarly restrained in a chair across from me. His face was contorted with deep sadness."We are doomed," he murmured. "Why did you have to fall asleep? We could have at least pretended the warriors were still here. If you had gone with my plan and set the traps, but no, you just had to fall asleep at the wrong time."I had no response, the weight of my exhaustion settling heavily on me. I'd spent the entire night carrying the incapacitated pack members, trying my best to bring them to safety. It had been backbreaking work, both physically and mentally
Emily's POVThe sounds of arguing and discontent filled the cramped space of the storage room, grating against my pounding headache. Try as I might, I couldn't block out their voices, each one rising in a loud noise."I can't stay here any longer!""The attackers want the Alpha, not us! We should leave this place, you can't keep us trapped in here like a bunch of prisoners!"Through the noise, a stern voice cut through, scolding the restless crowd. "Quiet! The walls aren't soundproof, they will find us here, if you guys keep making a lot of noise, like kids, the rogue alpha has already wiped out a large number of the pack residents."Mustering what little strength I had, I forced my eyes open, my gaze settling on the doctor, his face set in a grave expression as he addressed the gathered pack members. Many sat on hastily arranged mats, their faces obscured by medical-grade masks."What makes you guys think you are special? His henchmen are looking for us," the doctor continued. "We ca
Alpha Michael’s POV"Open your eyes, you coward!" Marcus shouted, his face mere inches from mine.I squeezed my eyelids shut, unwilling to watch the torture happening before me. The tormented screams of Jasmine and Carol pierced the air, driving my wolf to the edge of madness.I felt the sharp stab of Marcus's claws against my skin as he forced my eyes open, the bright afternoon sun burning my retinas. And there, in front of me, were the monsters that were torturing two of the people I had come to care about.Carol and Jasmine, their heads being shoved again and again into a large, steaming pool. The henchmen, their grip tough, kept their hostages soaked for longer than the human body could endure.Jasmine's muffled cries reached me through the water, her wolf's pain searing into my very soul. I could feel the razor-sharp claws bursting forth from my fingertips, my wolf howling for revenge.But I remained paralyzed, trapped in this waking nightmare, unable to act. Marcus's taunting vo
Emily’s POVThree months had passed since that fateful night, and as I sat before the decorative dressing mirror, my heart raced with a combination of excitement and anxiety. Sarah and Mrs. Blackwood hovered around me, meticulously arranging my veil and fussing over the details of my gown."You are stressing me out, you two!" I huffed, rolling my eyes. "The maids could have finished this just fine, but no, you had to step in."Sarah hissed, gently smoothing the delicate lace. "Nonsense! I promised I would help with your wedding prep, and I'm not backing down now." Her warm smile was a far cry from the cold indifference she had once shown me. "After all, I have been your mother since middle school, Emmy."I had to fight back the tears that threatened to spill, staining my carefully applied makeup. I had promised myself I wouldn't cry today, this was my moment to beam with joy as I walked down the aisle to my beloved James.A soft knock at the door announced a new arrival, and I looked
Emily’s POV"Now it's your turn to have fun," James said as he guided me to the bed and made me lay down on the bed on my back.My mate came on top of me and started kissing, pushing his tongue as far as it would go into my mouth while rubbing his hand all over my tits with his hand. With him on top of me, my breasts and nipples rubbed against his hard chest as their hands worked up and down my naked body. James moved his head down my body, licking at my breasts, sucking my nipples, and nibbling at my stomach and torso as he lowered down between my legs. He pulled me to the edge of the bed as he got on his knees with his face between my legs, then held the waistband of my panties and pulled them down from my waist.I arched my back off the bed so he could slide my panties off my waist and out of my legs. He took a hold of my leg and placed it on his shoulder, with my flower exposed to his view. I blushed sheepishly, knowing he could see my wet pussy.I gasped, and my whole body tense
Emily’s POVFour days had passed since I had come running back to the Demontail Packhouse, my heart's only desire to reunite with my beloved James. And now, I found myself pacing anxiously outside the private clinic room, my fingers wringing together as I expected news of Winston's condition.The surgery had been underway for hours, and my legs ached from the endless watch. Sinking to my knees, I stared at the wooden door, silently willing it to open to bring me news of my son's wellbeing.The soft fall of footsteps had me glancing up, and I felt my breath catch in my throat as James approached, his warm gaze finding mine. Wordlessly, he dropped down beside me, wrapping a comforting arm around my shoulders and pressing a tender kiss to my cheek."How is the surgery going?" he murmured, his voice filled with concern.I shook my head helplessly. "I don't know yet, but I can't think straight."Giving my hand a reassuring squeeze, James met my gaze steadily. "Our son is going to be alrigh
Emily’s POVI couldn't control the steady stream of tears that fell down my cheeks as Robert encircled me in a comforting hug. I stood before my grandfather's freshly dug grave, the cold October wind whipping through the funeral hall as mourners gathered behind me.So many unfamiliar faces had come to pay their respects, yet my focus remained fixed only on the ornate casket that held my beloved grandfather's earthly remains. I remembered the last time he had hired bodyguards to protect me from Robert and couldn't help but wonder what had become of them.My grandfather had been the father I had never truly known, the one who had scolded my own father for cruelly chasing me out, who had showered me with affection and sympathy. It was that very favoritism that had driven the block between us, my father's hatred decaying like a poison.Robert's hand gently guided me as I placed the bouquet of lily-of-the-valley, my grandfather's favorite flowers, on top the casket. I tried to pull away, d
Alpha James’s POVI refused to accept Emily's rejection, I couldn’t. Rising to my feet, I chased after her, reaching out to grasp her hand. But she yanked it free, turning to face me. Her gaze was thoughtfully averted, her shoulders tense."Is it true?" I demanded, and my heart slammed against my ribcage with alarming force. "Tell me you were just joking, that you don't mean it."Emily's lips thinned into a tight line. "Denial won't solve anything. I'm sorry for leading you on before when you were just regaining your senses. The doctor said you needed love and guidance, but I'm done with you and Michael. I want nothing more to do with either of you." Her doctor said you needed love and guidance, but I'm done with you and Michael. voice remained surprisingly calm despite the heartbreak. "Thank you for coming back for me, but I didn’t really need your help."Hot tears glistened in her eyes as she spoke, her voice spiked with a finality that pierced me to the core. "It's better if you r
Alpha James's POVThe minutes went by like an eternity as the noxious gas finally began to clear from the packhouse. Michael and I were left crawling on the hard floor, our bodies smashed with weakness.Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps reached my ears. Summoning the last of my strength, I lifted my gaze to see Marcus striding towards us, his face covered by a protective mask."You could have prevented all this," he remarked, squatting down in front of me. "If only you had come to me earlier and made a deal."He leaned in closer, his foul breath fanning across my face. "But now that the gas is out there, wiping out the rest of your pack...you are going to tell me where all the money is."I struggled to push myself up, glaring defiantly at him. "I will tell you nothing, prick. My pack is ruined, damaged beyond repair. I have nothing left to return to." I spat the words with frustration. "I hate you more than life itself. I will take pleasure in killing you and tasting your b
Author’s POVThe first crow's call pierced the pre-dawn air, awakening the Demontail Pack members from their sleep. In the campsite, warriors sharpened their weapons, readying themselves for the coming war.Sarah, Mrs. Blackwood, and Geneva worked in the kitchen, distributing the precious cure to the waiting pack members. The bitter liquid elicited comical expressions as it was consumed, but the urgency of their job allowed no room for fun."The alpha and the warriors at the lake need some cure too!" A warrior shouted, his voice loud enough for everyone to hear.Geneva gathered some glasses onto a tray in her hand and shouted back. "I’m on it!"She rushed outside the border of the campsite towards the lake, where Alpha James and the other warriors were bathing naked. The sun was beaming and directing down rays on the water, making it shine and sparkle as she approached. The other warriors were splashing around, having a good time, as they laughed and joked. She couldn't help but sta
Author's POVThe lush greenery of the park surrounded Emily and Jessica as they sat side by side on the bench, their children playing melodiously on the grassy floor. Jessica's voice was abnormally soft as she addressed the youngsters."You are all family now, so no fighting or bullying, alright?"The twins and Winston looked up in surprise but quickly resumed their game, sharing toys and laughter. Emily felt tears well in her eyes as she watched the kids play, Jessica's words stirring up emotions she had long suppressed.Sensing her distress, Jessica turned to her, her expression somber. "Um, I know the past five years have been hard on you," she murmured. "The bullying, the loneliness—even my own mother didn't shed a tear for me when I was brutally raped by those rogue wolves. She made it look like it was my fault, I got kidnapped and she told me to get rid of the twins."Emily opened her mouth to respond, but Jessica raised a hand, silencing her. Slowly, she slid off the bench, kne
Author’s POVThe once-lively park now sat in a sad, strange silence, different from the carefree days of the past. Emily gazed around the unhappy surroundings, her eyes resting on her son, who sat beside her on the bench, completely engrossed in playing with the Spiderman figurines Robert had given him.A bittersweet smile tugged at her lips as she watched him, so oblivious to the darkness that had fallen upon their pack. Reaching into her pocket, she withdrew the phone and wanted poster she'd borrowed from the daycare. Emily’s own face stared back at her, a stupid reminder that she was now a wanted criminal in her pack.Fingers trembling slightly, she dialed the Packhouse landline number printed at the bottom, her heart pounding against her ribs like a hammer as the line rang. On the second ring, a familiar voice answered."Carol, it's me, Emily!" She shouted urgently. "I need you to give the phone to your husband; I have some information for him!"But Carol's response was strong. "N