A/N/ I’ve seen some comments about people being lost when Zayd said that Delilah was supposed to be his mate. He did not mean it in the way you guys thought he did. If you don’t understand, then please go back to chapter 49~ The plan. It’ll explain everything that he was talking about. And thanks to Marie for leaving an explanation…! Once again, thank you all for reading and supporting! I know my writing or this story is not perfect, so I really treasure those who are still reading! Drop some comments and reviews if you made it this far. One love!
Zayd walked back to the pack house, finding Quinn and her father seated on the bench just outside. They were corresponding calmly, though it seemed a little awkward from his perspective. He stopped in front of them, nodding in greetings towards her father and patting Quinn’s shoulder. “Meet me upst
The night drifted down to touch the trees a little sooner than Quinn had expected it to. The preparations for the ceremony were made, food and drinks were being served, and the pack was merry. In all of this, Quinn stood in her room, wearing her white dress. Zayd had already left, but she didn’t ge
As the little drops of rain started to fall from the sky, Zayd looked through the crowd for Quinn. It was finally time and Marcia had gone to her room to get her. He felt more impatient now than ever; to see her…to touch her, and the bliss he was trying to hide showed so blatantly in his uncontroll
When Quinn woke up, she found herself lying on an unfamiliar forest floor with her hands and feet tied. Unfamiliar men surrounded her, all sitting around a blazing fire that granted them warmth after what seemed to be a heavy rain. Quinn’s eyes assessed them all, finalizing with a count of seven me
After the unsettling conversation with alpha Jake, Quinn was thrown over her father’s back, and the journey to her enemy’s pack began. It took a day, but when the journey ended, Quinn quickly realized that the destination wasn’t their pack, it seemed to be a temporary lodging with just a few of his
Jake clapped his hands, grinning devilishly. “F*ck…why do you look so hot with blood all over your face? You look like a demon kitten, you got me all hard and hungry for you.” Quinn’s face twisted in disgust as she held the knife in front of her. “Let me go.” “No, never. I want you more than ever
The silver chains burnt Quinn’s hands and feet, they made her feel nauseous, creating a fervent fire that kept drifting higher and higher up her body. She knew silver was harmful to werewolves, it weakened them, made it impossible for them to change forms or to even regain the strength it took. But
Zayd stood at the edge of the borders, watching with narrowed eyes as Jake’s men gathered in front of him. This reminded him of the first time he’d stepped upon these lands, proposing a challenge his mother had warned him would be deadly. He’d been confident in his skills back then, and he still wa
Jeo walked back to the shabby cabins where his men were. He was angry…at her and at himself. He regretted coming here now more than ever. It was all for nothing. She carried too much vengeance, the hate she had for him could never amount to love.A tired sigh left his lips as he shoved one of the ca
“You know, I was happy about coming here…I thought I could probably make something work, but with how much you seem to hate me for crimes I didn’t commit, nothing will ever work out between us. And I’ll just f*cking accept it.” River shifted her gaze away from him as he left, making sure to aggres
When the door creaked open, and he saw her leaning against the desk in the center of the room…that was when he breathed out…almost gasping at her beauty. She was wearing a bodysuit, one that covered but also showcased all of her. It was etched to her body, showcasing its every curve and the curves
Jeo came to a sudden stop in the woods he’d intruded. He could smell stale blood…stale werewolf blood. He could also smell the venomoons that resided behind the invisible lines that marked their borders. He couldn’t see it, but somehow, he could tell exactly where their lands started, and he didn’
Before Quinn could respond, Jeo quickly stood to his feet, holding a hand up. “I’ll do it…! I’ll do it…” His impatient yell and then whispered words gained him everybody’s attention, their eyes swung his way, all summing him up as though he’d gone mad. “Did you really just volunteer? Do you want
She took a seat in the last empty chair around the table without Zayd even having to tell her to. “I thought this alliance was about unity and peace, but there is no peace or unity when my people have to be on constant lookout for your next strike. We’ve withstood enough of this, if another mutt wal
Two weeks after the meet and greet, an official meeting was called and surprisingly, Jeo was to attend. He wasn’t exactly sure why Zayd wanted him to be present, he’d never been a part of something like this before…considering the size and the rank of his pack… He was sure this had something to do
And then she trudged through the door. Her words hurt, but Jeo followed her anyway, stopping when they made it to a door opposite to the one they just walked through. She sighed, turning to face him with eyes nonchalant and fierce; kind of like Quinn’s. “May I ask why you’re following me?” Jeo cl
She didn’t look at him for long, but he could see the recognition in those mesmerizing eyes. She knew who he was…and yet she…she ignored him? Why? And this aura she possessed…what was it? She wasn’t a werewolf…but her presence was strong. If she was the River Adams Zayd spoke of, then what exactly