Nora’s POVMichael reached down and scooped me into his arms. “ He got her some water, and he walked to his room.“It’s okay, babe. Everything will be alright, I promise,” he whispered a litany of soothing words down my ear. My shaking has managed to calm down as I began to hiccup. The aftermath of my cries.“They killed him,” I muttered, and I began another crying spree. “Do you think he is dead?” I looked into Michael’s eyes. He wiped my tears and kissed my head."No, baby, they didn’t. That was a threat.” He kissed my forehead as he cradled me in his arms. The door to his room opened up, and Hercules came in with Mia.“It’s animal blood,” he announced. I turned to Michael.“I told you,” he muttered. I was still leaning on Michael’s body when Mia grabbed my hand. She gave it a gentle squeeze.“It’s alright, sweet pea. We are all here for you.""Yes, Seniorita, don’t be scared, okay,“ Hercules added with a huge smile. And so the door opened again, and it was Zen, closely followed by
Nora’s POV"Gosh, I find this annoying.” I gulped down the rest of my drink.“The feeling is mutual." Mia fired murdering looks Nyla’s way, but Nyla wasn’t paying any attention. I looked around. Were we the only ones who saw this?“I am going to scratch her eyes out,” said Mia with clenched teeth.“This proves that Hercules has been telling the truth,” I added.“I don’t care. Why can’t he stand or something? Push her away.” Mia asked“Nah” I took a sip from my new drink. “I think that would create a scene."“Then let it.” Mia said. If Hercules turned now and locked his gaze with Mia, he would definitely flinch. Mia was slowly turning red as she stood beside me.“Maybe she doesn’t know that you guys are back together,” I said.“She knows”“How?” I faced Mia. “Please don’t tell me you confronted her.""No, I didn’t do that; I was somewhat subtle."“Did she get the message?” I asked.“Loud and clear,” Mia snorted. We turned our attention back to Nyla. This time she stood up and went some
Nyla’s POVI walked out of the house. The sun was going down, and I stretched my arms outside. I inhaled and exhaled. This weather would be great for a walk or a run.Oh, I have missed this. Being a werewolf has its perks. The moment I stuck one foot after the other, I heard my name.“ Nyla!! Where are you going?” I turned. It was a young recruit into the security of the pack. He always saved me a seat at the meetings. I called my name and smiled too often. It did take too long for me to understand.I rolled my eyes. When the wrong people show you care, it tends to make your skin crawl.“I am going on a run!” I replied without looking back and disappeared into the woods. He should have gotten the memo already.As the moon hung high in the night sky, I prowled through the underbrush. My footsteps were silent, and my senses were heightened. I had come to infiltrate the Nexton pack, to deceive them with my façade of innocence while I worked for the enemy.Their enemy. This was what that
Mia’s POV"You may have fooled the others, Nyla, but you don't fool me. I know an enemy when I see one."That sentence repeated itself in my head. What have I just said?That was a flat-out accusation that could put me in trouble. But where does she always go during the evening hours? Well, I have no proof, but my gut has never failed me. I know that Nyla is trouble; I just need some evidence to prove it to the guys.I moved quietly into the bedroom and paused so my eyes could adjust to the darkness. The soft breathing that echoed through the room told me that Hercules was fast asleep. I got out of my nighties for a quick bath when Hercules voice stopped me in my tracks.“Where did you go?” he asked in an accusatory voice.“I went out for a walk. Can’t I do that now?” I countered.My voice was louder. I clenched my eyes shut. Damn. I was defensive. Hercules could make a case out of all these. I waited for his next response, but it never came. I was glad he didn’t chase it. He had asked
Maria’s POVNot long after I was discharged from the hospital, I got admitted. Again.I fainted in the elevator, which then led to my falling to the ground. The doctor said I needed a lot of bed rest. Oh, these humans are always giving advice. Well, the tiredness and fainting were part of werewolves being pregnant. They just don’t know.That night, I woke up with a pressing need to use the bathroom.“Argh!” I groaned. Sitting up has been a tumultuous task lately. I looked around, and there was no one in sight. I glanced at the button to call a nurse, but I withdrew my hands. Logan was fast asleep on the chair. I wonder how stressful it has been lately for him. He had insisted that he sleep in my room, though he had his own bed in the hospital. Oh, that was romantic, but it's a pity; I don’t care.I have been at this hospital for exactly two weeks and one day.The doctor said the wounds are healing, but why the hell am I still on this damn painkiller? It hurts like hell. Nothing has chan
Maria’s POV“Oh no, this can’t be happening.” I turned to Logan as a tear trickled down my cheeks. The next thing Iknow, there are doctors and nurses flying in. I am put in a wheel chair and taken in.I last saw Logan outside the door, worry etched all over his face. I, too, am worried. The nurses connect me to those beeping machines, and I see a touch. Try to check me.“Doctor the baby... Is it going to be okay?"I didn’t get an answer to my question, as I had been knocked out. But before I closed my eyes, I could count the number of twirls from the ceiling fan.Just then, everything became black.*********My eyes flutter open. Where am I? My eyes scan the room. TVis talking. The winds are blowing. Through the window. There’s a baby smiling on the TV. I began to smile when I froze. I jerked up in a sitting position.“The baby! Where is my baby?” I searched for myself. Suddenly, my belly is no longer protruding. When I turn, it’s Logan, Dexter, and some nurses.“What have you done to
Maria’s POVI lost the baby.No, I didn’t fall from the staircase or engage in any of those shenanigans.It was all Logan’s fault. Him and that little slut. After he and I had made me, I was happy that everything had gone back to normal. That was what I thought, but when he kept giving me excuses not to visit his home, I suspected something, but then I let it go.Stupid. Yes, that was what I was. I should have known that humans were not trustworthy. But then, I think, I became sentimental toward Logan. That was what rid me of the ability to think like a werewolf.I should have stuck to my plan of getting his money and nothing but his money.The day I lost my baby started as usual, but I was still in the dark. Logan wasn’t picking up his calls, but he was answering his texts. That was strange. Was he in a meeting? I called again, but he still wasn’t picking.‘Where are you?”‘ work. Any problems? How is the baby?’‘ The baby is fine. I am fine. Why are you not picking up your calls?’‘
Mia’s POV“Mia!” My heart skipped a beat, and I flinched.“I’m sorry, did I scare you?” Nora touched my arm. I stood up and dropped the book I had been reading. ”No, not at all,” I smiled.“Okay,” Mia said, returning my smile. “I thought I did. By the way, I have been looking all over the place for you,” she said. I turned and looked around, my eyes lingering on the forest, where I had seen Nyla disappear.“See anything interesting?” I turned around immediately. “No nothing. I think I saw a squirrel.” I laughed."Oh, those squirrels,” Nora replied as she stared longer at me. I think she does not really buy into my words."Okay, I wanted to talk to you about the Purple Day,” and for some reason, Nora chose not to press me further. I let out a breath.“What about today?” I asked.“Michael asked if you wanted to spend the rest of the day with us.” She walked to the other end of the balcony and opened her arms wide. ”He thinks that it would be good for us since we have gone through a lot,
Nora’s POV5 years later“Nora! Come on, we will be late,” Michael yelled from downstairs.“Coming!” I ran downstairs. But at a slow pace, “please hold her,” I handed Danielle to her father.Today was a game day for Dylan. He had begged us all to come. And when I mean all, I mean me, Michael, Hercules, Mia, Malia, and Zen.Michael cleared his schedule, and for the others, they didn’t have much to do in the park. I was also lucky that my 1-year-old daughter was not fussy today.A lot has happened since I got married to Michael. After I was made Luna, my previous pack came to apologize for some of the things they had done to me. I forgave them. Michael had pity on them; instead of taking ownership of the pack, he made one of them an Alpha, and the moon goddess did the choosing. Hercules and Mia had their child, Arla. Four years ago, she was the most beautiful child I had ever had. She keeps Hercules on his toes, just like her mother. As for Zen, Malia is 5 months old. We also cannot wai
Nora’s POV6 days later.I was woken up by a pesky mosquito that wouldn’t stop screaming in my ear, no matter how I tried to swat it away sleepily. It was on my third attempt that I mistakenly smacked myself across the face. I felt an excruciating pain in my head.“Aargh!!!” I cried. It was then that I took in my environment. I recognized the room. I tried to move more, but I couldn’t. I realized there was an IV drip connected to my wrist."Guys, she’s up,” I heard someone say from outside of the room. Then they all come in. Malia, Zen, Hercules, and Mia. They had a huge grin on their faces.“Hi guys,” I smiled back. “Where is Michael?’’ I blurted. They all turned their gazes to the side, and there he was. Sleeping on a small cushion. He was a giant in that chair."Aww,” my heart melted. The girls chuckled as the guys laughed. I think that was what woke him up. He stirred around and was about to fall off the chair, but he caught himself. He peaked an eye open as he stared at everyone’
Michael’s POVAll through the night, I felt like someone was calling out to me. My wolf was awakened. I had to do something to calm him down. I had to go towards where I heard that voice. I stood up and began to walk.“Where are you going?” Hercules turned to me. Someone was going into the underground house. The one we saw Zen go into last night.“I need to go in,” I said as I began pacing.“If you do, we would get caught. We still have no plans yet,” Hercules said. I nodded. He had a point, but the longer I stayed without going towards where my wolf was leading me, the more agitated I was. I kept pacing till I had it up to here."Okay, fuck this shit! I need to go inside. Now this is the plan. Once I go in and make sure the coast is clear, I howl out to you guys,” and with that, I left.The moment I walked into the house and found someone kicking Nora to the ground and trying to claw Dylan on the throat, anger rose to my head, and I lost it. I jumped in the air and immediately transi
Nora’s POVThe first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a cat. It was staring intently at me, or rather, at me and Dylan. My heart began to race as I thought of what next to do. I wanted to scream, but then I remembered. I was not at home. I had been kidnapped. I stared at my lap, and there he was. Dylan. The son I thought I had lost. I fixed him properly on the carton we lay on and stretched my leg. When I turned back, the cat was gone. I breathed a sigh of relief. I wasn’t too sure of what the time was, but I think it was 4 a.m.ish. I was up, and I couldn’t sleep any more. So I stayed up, watching the sun rise from the little reflection of the sun in the small room.Sitting there, yesterday’s event rang fresh in my mind. I was this close to getting killed. I feared for my life and that of Dylan. Zen looked hell-bent on exacting his revenge on Michael. My eyes went to the door. What if he still tries to kill me again? What am I going to do? I sighed and began to bite my nails. Wha
Mia’s POVThe next thing I know, I am being dragged out of the car, and the car zooms off. I turn my head around. No one was in sight. All I could see were trees and grasses. Tears began to well up in my eyes. Where am I? I stood up and limped to a corner. It was an abandoned building. I took shelter under it. Not wanting to go in, danger might be lurking, or you might stand outside the building for fear of being attacked. My legs were swollen. Partly because of my pregnancy and also because they made me walk half the way. I squinted. I saw no one. Just then, a car sped past me.Wait, was that Nora? Yes, that was Nora. Immediately, I began to jump.“Nora!” I ran after the car, and just before I rounded the corner, I bumped into someone.“Watch where—“wait a minute. I knew that smell came from somewhere. Hercules? I looked up, and it was him. I jumped on him, screaming and crying. Hercules kept wiping my tears. I tried to speak, but he put his hand on my lips.“It’s you. It’s really you
Nora’s POVMy heart raced at the thought of what had just happened. I had been forcibly dragged into the backseat of a car, my screams muffled by a hand over my mouth. Panic surged through my veins, and my mind was a whirlwind of fear and confusion. I struggled against my captors, but their grip on me was firm."Let me go! Help! Someone, please!" I cried out, and my voice choked with terror. Oh no. This was all shades of wrong. And so go all our plans and what-ifs. Nothing matters now."Shut up, you little brat!" one of the kidnappers growled, his voice harsh and menacing. "You're coming with us, whether you like it or not."My eyes darted around the dimly lit interior of the car, searching desperately for a way to escape. But the windows were locked, and the doors were sealed shut. I felt trapped, helpless, and utterly alone. I wanted to cry, but I blinked back my tears. It was as if I had left all my courage and determination on the ground while being shoved into the car.As the car
Nora’s POVImmediately, sleep vanished from my eyes. I blinked a couple of times before it all seemed so real.A letter for me.That could be the answer to my questions. My closure. Was my Dylan dead? Is this a torture letter? Maybe they have a picture of my dead son. Oh, Zen’s brother, you must hate Michael so much. So much that he had to hurt a child to drive home a point. My heart stomped in my chest. Maybe it would not be a good idea to open it yet.The letter trembled in my hands as I stared at it. I stared so long at it that it began to look like another object. I put the letter in my other hand as I rubbed the clammy, shaky one on my dress. Suddenly, everything had changed. The memories of the previous night with Michael.I looked from Michael to the letter. It might look like some piece of paper, but to me, it was as heavy as a rock. Was it blank like the last time, or does it mean my son is still alive? My Dylan.“I... I think I should open it." I looked at Michael. He nodded
Michael’s POVHercules rose up and charged towards Eleanor. The guards were fast, as they grabbed him before his hands could touch her.“Where is she?" Hercules demanded. I grabbed him.“Herc, be calm, please,” I said.“ What? Did you just hear her? She said she knows where Mia is!”“Please be calm, Herc. We will find Mia, I promise you,” and did my brother sit still? He glared at the Eleanor girl. She ducked. I told her to stand aside.“Tell me what you know," I said. She looked scared.“Some days ago, I saw Nyla leave the pack.”“Nyla?” I asked, and she nodded.I always knew that girl had something to hide. “Go on!"“She was headed towards the side of the white oak forest. I told Luna... I mean Miss Nora. Then, later, after the attack, when we were saved, she was angry. I decided to follow her. It was there I saw Zen.” My eyes widened.“You did?” she nodded.“Are you sure? Did you take pictures?” She shook her head, and all my hopes fell.“Then, your highness, I had told Miss Mia abo
Michael’s POV“What do you mean you can’t find her?” I walked in on Hercules, grabbing the neck of one of the search guards.“Herc!” I called out to him.“Where have you looked?” Hercules released him as he glared down on him.I walked to him and pushed him aside. “Don’t touch me,” he snapped as he shoved me away. My blood began to boil.“Everybody out!” I barked. All the guards scramble, like little children, out of the house. Hercules stood with his hands on his hips, and he sighed deeply. Then he ran his hand over his hair.One word. Frustration.“hey Hercules” I tried to touch him, but he slapped my hands away. “I mean it, Michael. Don't touch me!” He pushed me aside.Oh hell, naw.I grabbed him by his hands and landed a blow on him. He fell to the floor. He struggled to stand, and when he did, he checked his nose. There’sblood running.“Has it kicked in yet?” I asked. I am not prepared for what Hercules does next. He grabbed a chair and broke it on my back. The broken chair falls