Lara When I receive word from Finch, it’s very late in the night, and two days have passed since he left here. “It’s done,” he claims. I glance at Ander before deciding to get up and head outside where we can have this conversation in peace. I don’t want him to overhear a thing. “What’s done exactly?” I ask him. “Vaughan and I are married,” he answers. “Tonight, I’ll kill him.”The way he says the words makes me shiver. He sounds very cold, and honestly, it’s the first time I’ve realized that he’s changed. The years have hardened him. Finch wasn’t like this. The Finch I knew would never have been capable of killing someone. He was too nice. Too sensitive. “When will you come back?” I ask him. “If everything goes well, I’ll send a car for you,” he reveals. “You’ll come here. And then from here, we’ll start with our plan.”I feel anxiety when he tells me this. I can’t say that it’s something easy for me to accept. I haven’t prepared myself to this huge task ahead even though I’v
Lara We arrive at the location. My heart is galloping behind my ribcage and to be honest, I've started to regret my decision to come here just a little bit. Trusting Dexter isn't necessary a great idea. Although I have an armed Alex on my side, it could well be that this is a trap I'm walking into, one that will cost me my life. But every time I think about his voice and how he'd asked me to show up, I can't help but feel like I'm just making a wrong assumption of him. I push all of these thoughts to the back of my mind as I make my way into the warehouse. Just being here should be a bad sign because why would he ask me to come all the way here? This place is a great distance from the city center, and is too isolated for it to be considered safe for me. I feel Alex's eyes on me. I can sense his uncertainty even from where I'm standing. He doesn’t give me his opinion, though. He doesn’t tell me what he thinks. There are two other cars in this parking space in front of the warehou
Lara The woman is tied up and I immediately recognize her as the woman who attacked me at the club. So, she's the one who's been following me hard enough to know I have a son. Who she then abducted. I can't say I'm not angry. I want it hurt her for putting me through all that, but that's not the only reason. What did she intend to do with him? What would've happened if Ander hadn't escaped?I press my fingers against my temples as I stare at her. Her eyes are narrowed and she's looking at me like she wants to kill me. Her clothes are filthy and the edges of skin around the ropes binding her wrists have been rubbed raw. I know I hate her for what she could’ve done to my son, but I don’t want to play executioner. There’s no way that I’m going to decide whether she lives or dies. I look back at Dexter. His eyes are on her but quickly slide toward me. Finally, I lick my lips and say, “I don’t think I can do this.”He stares at me candidly for a handful of seconds before nodding. “I t
LaraDexter asking me for forgiveness is not how I thought this conversation of ours would go. It deflates me momentarily, and what's worse is how genuine he seems. I stare into his eyes and for a fraction of a second, I don't recognize him. The man from my past—the one who had lived in my memories for all these years—isn't the one I'm staring at now. And with this bit of sympathy comes a wave of emotions, hatred and self-deprecation among them. What's wrong with me? How can I feel sorry for him? How can I even entertain the thought of accepting his apology, forgiving him, and moving on with my life?After everything he did?As if sensing my hesitation, Dexter lifts his hand and touches my cheek. I don't inch away from his touch. He says, "I see it in your eyes that you want to, Lara. I know you do."I shake my head. "Just the other night you were enraged that I was Lara, and now, you're asking for my forgiveness and wanting to wait for me. I don't know what it is you're waiting for
Dexter I stare down at Ellen, gun in hand. She’s staring at me unapologetically from where she’s lying on the floor. I’ve known what I was going to do with her from the beginning, but now that I’m here, staring at her, I can’t help but feel angry at her intrusion. I don’t see why she can’t leave me the fuck alone. Why?I should just shoot her and be done with it, but that’s not how life goes. Making reckless decisions is only going to make me suffer. Why should I kill her when I can use her life as a way to get to her father, who’s my real enemy?If Lara told me to shoot her, I would, but since she didn’t, I’ll stick to my original plan. Her eyes are feral as she watches me. I put the gun back in the inner pocket of my coat and then grab my phone from the other one. Ellen watches me, not taking her eyes off me once. I dial her father’s number. It rings and rings long enough for me to assume that he isn’t going to pick up. That’s fine because then, I’ll just send him a picture of
Lara Vaughan is truly dead, and his death is causing ripples in the werewolf world. The announcement will be made today concerning my position as Alpha. Honestly, I wasn’t expecting this to really happen. I knew Finch talked about it, but I guess a part of me never thought that he’d actually take things this seriously. But he has. And he insists that I should be Alpha to avenge myself. I have to admit that it makes me really nervous to take this role on. I don’t know the first thing about being Alpha and for a while now, I’ve felt lost concerning what to do next. Now that I don’t have to avenge myself, I feel an emptiness that’s concerning. I guess that’s the reality of living with hatred for so long. Now that I’ve let go of it, I don’t know how to move on without it.I find myself thinking about Dexter all the time. It’s like being tempted by him all over again. He has a way of creeping into my mind and settling there until he occupies everything. He’s in control even though he’
Lara "That went well, didn't it?"I look over at Finch and find myself nodding. He's right; it went better than expected. When I stood on that podium during the introduction, the reaction I saw was unexpected. We’re not a large community of Lycans, so the majority of people who were at the assembly were normal werewolves. I hadn’t expected such a positive reaction from them all. Of course, most of the influential Lycans weren’t present, but the people who were showed me a lot of support. “It seems everyone’s excited to have a female Alpha for once,” he states, smiling. “You’re going to be a hit.”“If anything, this just makes me more scared to fail,” I claim. “I don’t want to end up being a disappointment to anyone.”“You won’t,” he replies confidently. “We need to start strategizing and figuring out what our next steps are. I already have a list of all the things that need to be done. First, we’ll start with the corrupt ones. We’ll launch an investigation on them unless they cooper
LaraAlthough Finch isn't happy with Jensen's presence, I ask him to stay the night. Tomorrow, he and I will be going to see Ambrose. I have a meeting with some of the most influential Lycans in the morning, so he and I will go afterward. I'm so relieved that Ambrose is alive; I can hardly believe it. I spent so much time feeling guilt about what happened, knowing that he gave his life for me. But he's alive and I'm actually in a position to help him. I take Ander to his room. He’s been too quiet all day and I want to speak to him a little bit before he goes to bed. I need to find out what he’s thinking and how I can help him. I need to start explaining things to him better. I know he’s just a child but he’s always been a smart boy and I don’t want him to be in the dark about anything. I pull back the covers for him to get into bed. He’s always bathed and I made him brush his teeth in the bathroom across the hall. “How’s it going, buddy?”He doesn’t answer me as he slides under th