Zander Blackwood"Sleep. Forget. Grieve. " He whispered to her.He sent her a small smile before her eyes closed, He flashed to her side before her body dropped to the ground. Cradling her gently in his arms he looked down at his little mate. The pain of what he was doing hit him harder and harder every second that he looked down at her.Her face looked calm and peaceful, an expression that had not been there while he behaved like he had so many years before meeting her.Cold. Uncaring. Brusque. An Ass.He brought her closer to his chest and cherished the seconds he had with her in his arms, not caring about those pack members watc
He rubbed at his eyes, not caring about how the small amount of sleep he had was making him more and more dangerous for others to be around with his slight shift of control. It's not like He wouldn't be able to heal anything he tore apart. . .except maybe death. Having his mind split into so many different tasks while functioning on little food, sleep and a mate for comfort was suddenly taking its toll on him.He wasn't one to struggle with mental tasks, but mind linking different members, going through their minds for anything that stuck out, keeping track of loose rogues around the world, listening in on alpha conversations, having wolves use his excessive energy for missions, sending out directions at every direction and dealing with heightened senses, not to mention having his own thoughts to deal with as well as struggling not to use the only link he really wanted to use was a struggle to the max.It didn't help that he was overworking to catch the little snitch in the pack, who
Vilkas and Ghama Stefan walked in. He was neat, organized, and kept track of everything. Except for how the message got out. Stefan was, as always, dressed to impress, in black dress slacks with a purple shirt and black tie, it was no secret he swung for the other team and He had no problem with that.He did, however, have a problem when people didn't do their jobs correctly, especially at the cost that was happening. Vilkas closed the door and stood beside Stefan who had his arms over his chest as he looked down at his black dress shoes. He looked at Zander and narrowed his eyes, then looked over to Vilkas to proceed.Clearing his throat, he began."I interrogated everyone as you asked, it seemed like no one had contact with anyone outside of the pack, but checking over some files with Stefan we learned that one person did fill in a request to leave the island in the last two weeks."He spoke seriously.Zander’s leg began to bounce in agitation, every once in a while, someone would w
RoseWaking up that morning to the smell of food, her head turned next to her to gaze at the empty side of her bed, she bit her lip, and her brow came together. Every morning she has been doing that and she still doesn’t know why. Staring at the side of the bed her arm stretched out, feeling nothing.She sighed and got up, cracking and stretching her body as she made her way down the stairs. she entered the kitchen where her dad sat eating bacon. she sat down at the other end of the table from him where her plate sat waiting, steaming.God, it's been a weird couple of days.Ever since she woke up on Tuesday she had been getting a lot of deja vu lately, along with weird feelings, not even hers, just from other wolves. She needed a run if she was beginning to think she could sense what others were feeling, hold it. . . maybe she was becoming psychic. . .nah, she didn't have crystal balls. Or any type of ball matter of fact.She had nothing to do but hang around the house. She turned to
Rose didn't even borrow her wolf's sight. She frowned and stared at the figures that were huddled together. With curiosity as to what they were eating at her, she decided to listen to the noisy side she inherited from her mom for once, very out of character for her, but it felt like something was telling her to do so.Hoping it worked, she tensed her body to prepare herself, her plan was to stand either slow enough or quick enough to not get noticed, depending on how much her body helped her, she called upon her wolf's strength. Counting to three she stood.She was surprised to realize that she was already standing by the time she even thought of three. Cool."We're not about to launch pebbles at her-"she turned in their direction and being as fast and sneaky as possible made her way to a tree before stopping, the same thing as before happened, she was there as soon as the thought passed her mind."We're also not going to set her front yard on fire in hopes her parents would call he
"I'm sorry. D-Do know you all from somewhere? Have we all met before?" Rose asked looking up at them wide eyed, realizing how weird she was being and feeling. They all looked at each other and then at her, their faces grave and serious. The tall blond guy spoke, his eyes flickering all over her face. "Do. . .Do we look familiar?" The others inched closer a bit as if wanting to hear anxiously for her answer. "Are those your names?" Is what came out of her mouth instead. She wanted to tell herself that she was just really good answer guessing names, but the longer she looked at them the more she felt she had seen them from somewhere. It was the red-haired man with green eyes that spoke, looking at him, She got a flash of someone els
Rose doesn’t know what time She woke up but when she did, she was on the ground, sore, tired, hungry, and mad as hell.She remembered.She remembered everything.Everything.Picking herself off the floor, for the first time since waking up in her old house, She didn't feel confused or like she was missing something important. No, everything was clear and she knew what She was missing, or better yet whom she was missing.She didn't need a mirror to know her face was serious and that of someone not to be messed with. Moving to the bathroom, she pushed open the door and without flicking the lights on to the bathroom, she stood in front of the mirror, slowly improving her eyesight making everything clear as if before her wolf's eyesight had been a human putting on dirty glasses.Not taking her eyes off the mirror she reached up to her hood and pulled it down roughly to bare her mark which was slowly appearing under her eyes. She snarled as the anger she have never left in her entire life
Zander stood in front of the metal bolted black door, hearing Matt Jacob struggle against the chains that held him to his chair. If He focused enough he could see his immense body heat moving through the door, but He didn't. Footsteps approaching him came from his right."Did what I asked for is set?" He asked without turning to look at Vilkas who grunted out a yes. He nodded at Vilkas making him walk away. His beast grew more and more excited at the prospect of having fun now, finally having someone he was going to sink his claws into for this whole mess and He couldn't agree more.Azazel paced back and forth, his head lifting up every now and then to look at the black door in front of Zander and lunge at it as if he were really doing it, he tried to force Zander to do so, but He held Azazel back."Patience. . .you will get your turn." He murmured to his wolf.When Vilkas informed Zander of the quick and efficient capture and imprisonment of Matt, He was glad and now here the little