Rayne Just how long of a night it would be, I only found out at the very end.I keep getting looks from all of Max's inner circle. Alaska is looking at me like I'm a bug that she wishes she could kill beneath her shoe. I'm not sure why she's hating on me so much because it's Max who approached me. He's the one who spoke to me. I didn't seek him out, not actively at least.Wondering where he was isn't a crime. That means nothing to her, though. She will continue blaming me for everything that happens even though her own pack is against her. I wonder if she knows, and in case she does, if she even cares. Is her love for Max really greater than her love for her pack?It must be or she wouldn't be back here. Frankly, I'm done feeling guilty about something that was out of my control. I don't see how I can be blamed for this. I didn't ask for this to happen. I was drugged and walked down an altar to him, where I couldn't even communicate because I had been threatened. I am more and more
MaxI look around at the group of people surrounding me. I’m infuriated by what happened. The whole thing is worsened by the humiliation she feels burning right through me. My eyes are primarily on Alaska, who seems to be very pleased by what happened. I’m disappointed. This isn’t the woman I fell in love him. That woman was mature and sympathetic and the person I’m staring at now is none of those things. How can she laugh? I’m a few more angered thoughts away from standing up and leaving, but I’m aware that many will think I’m following her. Besides, this is an event that I as Alpha should be present at even though I don’t want to be here. Such parties used to be fun to me once upon a time ago but now they’re just burdensome. They’re just things I am forced to attend. It’s incredible how fast things changed for me ever since all of this happened. I’m no longer the same Max. I loved being Alpha. I loved everything about having inherited this title and being in this position. The o
RayneI feel uncomfortable yet at ease in his presence.The 'ease' part is only because of the bond. Being uncomfortable is common sense. I never know how to explain this confusion inside of me. Maybe there is no explanation. I want him near me but at the same time, I want him far away from me. He's trouble, and nothing ever works out well for me whenever he's around. To worsen things, he said those things to me earlier. He doesn't want to be my enemy. He doesn't want things between us to be so sour. But I don't see what the best alternative is. I don't think it's good for us to be this close or have any relationship apart from what we have now. What about Alaska? Where does she fit in all this? Max is the first to look away and sense his discomfort through our bond. I suppress any fluttery feeling in my gut from being this close to him. I try not to remember anything that we’ve been through. Every time I do, it makes me want to give in to him completely and forget everything that
RayneI am awoken by a sharp knock on my door. I rub my eyes while sitting up. Sunlight is flooding the room, giving everything a yellow glow. I feel comfortably warm and at ease, and momentarily forget that someone even knocked on the door to begin with.“Come in,” I say, expecting to see Caddie. It’s Veronica. She closes the door quickly and she’s in a bad mood. I can tell by the way her lips are squeezed together and colorless. “Good morning,” she tells me. “Did you sleep well?”“I did,” I say with uncertainty. “Is there something wrong?”“No,” she says then puts her hands together. “I want you to know that the plan to get you out of here is still on. I’m getting everything arranged for you out there so you can leave. I bet you’re excited, aren’t you?”I gulp and nod. Somehow, I don’t feel so excited about this anymore. I kind of wish I was more clear about what I wanted but after last night, things have become confusing again. I can’t lie to myself and say that what Max told me
Rayne We lay in each other’s arms in bed.Frankly, I can say that this moment is perfect. Right now, I don’t feel any anxiety or any regret. I feel whole and satisfied. I feel like the happiest person on the planet. If this isn’t happiness, then I don’t know what is. He is drawing odd patterns on my back with his fingers. I kind of expected him to walk out as soon as we finished but he’s still here. Holding me. This time, there was significantly less pain than the first time, but there was still some discomfort. I didn’t feel it at the moment, though. It’s only afterward that I feel it all. I felt our bond tightening as he took me and I wonder if he felt the same. I don’t ask, though. This isn’t a topic that is easy to talk about. I keep expecting him to say something but perhaps it’s better if he says nothing at all. What could he say? I don’t want anything to ruin this moment. I’m dreading when he’ll get up because that’s when the bubble will burst. That’s when the reality of wha
MaxHaving sex with Rayne starts to feel like a terrible idea in the morning. The reason why I feel this way is because I wasn't completely honest with her when I told her that I broke things off with Alaska. We had a serious fight, yes, but we didn't break up. Not officially. I was thinking a lot about what Rayne said that night about Alaska having planned that whole fiasco. I couldn't get it out of my mind even though I wasn't sure I believed it. So I confronted her at the first opportunity that I got. Her reaction was enough for me to realize that she was truly behind the whole thing. She got very angry, unreasonably so. I know it's not a question you'd ask someone you'd trust never to do such a thing which could excuse her anger, but I've known her for too long. I know when she's lying and how she acts when she's lying. I don't think I've ever been this disappointed in my entire life. I couldn't even explain to her where I got the idea from. She threw a temper tantrum but ne
Rayne I step back from the door as my heart cracks into tiny pieces. I don’t know what I came to do here. I should have never come. Then again, I’m glad I came. I’m glad because now I know that Max was lying to me all along. He never cared about me. He was…using me. Lying to me. This whole time. He told me last night that he had ended things with Alaska yet I just saw through the open door of his office that he kissed her. He told her that he loved her. I can’t do this. I can’t. I rush down the corridor and then descend the stairs. All the while, my heart is racing like I’m going to have a heart attack of some kind. It’s too much pain and disappointment injected inside of it all at once. There is only so much that a person can take before snapping in half and giving in to the pain. The worst part is that I have always guessed that something was wrong and that he wasn’t being completely genuine with me. I always knew that there was something about his sudden change in feelings f
RayneFor some reason, I don’t believe that I’m being taken back to the House. We’re not going in the same direction and also that’s stupid to assume because everything looks the same and I’m not all familiar with this area, I can help it feel like something is going on that I’m not aware about.For starters, this man knows my name. That’s why it was so easy for me to assume that he worked for Max and that he was taking me back to that hell hole. But things are getting weirder with each passing hour. I haven’t been running all that long, so I think it’s safe to assume that we should’ve been there by now.But we’re not. I look at his face. He’s not looking at me, he’s looking straight ahead. I don’t have the stomach to ask him who he is, and where he’s taking me, because I should’ve asked that when he first captured me. The sun is dipping in the sky, although it’s still afternoon. There is still light in the sky, but how long are we supposed to stay here? When do we get back? This is
Rayne Reaching MoonWater fills me with excitement and dread. The last time I was here, we were still in the middle of the war. It was Max’s idea for me to leave and go to Iron until things cooled down. I agreed because frankly, I was tired of the bloodshed. I felt I had nothing left to do but go away, and so that’s what I did. I haven’t been back since. Max and I have been communicating with each other but not as often. Our communication is mostly nonverbal. I can’t hear his words in my head or even send a message across; it’s more of a swapping of emotions. This has gotten stronger over the weeks, and now that I’m here, closer to him, I feel the bond’s strength. I exit the carriage and near the gate. I inform the guards of who I am but they don’t ask me to wait for them to call someone. They open the gates for me instantly. I walk through them, leaving the carriage behind. Everything looks as I remember, pre-war. This has to be a good sign. I continue walking until I reach the f
RayneThe war with GrayLeaf only ended with their Alpha’s death. It was Max himself who killed him. There was no way around it. He never believed it was Veronica’s doing, and when he found Albert dead, he assumed Max was the culprit. There were many casualties. My father lost men he trusted. AmberMane lost some of their own, the biggest loss being Victor. I have to admit that I thought they would hate and blame me for his death because I most certainly blamed myself, but nothing between us changed apart from the loss we now shared. I didn’t know Victor as well as I could’ve, but he’d been a friend to me, and he had helped me make myself stronger. I wish things had gone differently. I wish he didn’t have to die. Things took a long time to settle down after the war. GrayLeaf collapsed completely. The remaining members of their pack became rogues. I offered to help them but Max said it wasn’t the right choice to make. A lot of the people who remained were widows and children of the f
RayneI watch her slowly shift back to human form, hissing in pain. The arrow went straight through her shoulder. She tries to touch it but groans in pain when she touches it. I’m afraid that she’ll break it in half and slide it out but that doesn’t happen. I near her and nock another arrow. I point it straight at her face this time. “If you dare to move, I’ll shoot you.”Her eyes meet mine. Her lips are starting to get pale. “You’re going to hit me anyway, so why should I bother? You didn’t follow me all the way here to talk to me.”“You’re right, I didn’t,” I reply coldly. She shifts and cries out. I’m tempted to hit her again. Her pain is comforting to me. I want to tell her that now she knows how it feels, yet the pain she’s experiencing now can’t be compared to mine. That pain left scars that will never go away. Because of her selfishness, I’ve lost parts of myself that are irretrievable. “What are you waiting for, then?” she asks breathlessly as she tries to sit against the
Rayne Lambert changed plans halfway to GrayLeaf. He said he had a better idea. Rather than attack GrayLeaf and cause an unnecessarily high death toll, we could simply try to frame Veronica instead. He said he would speak to Albert and convince him to be in a certain place, at a certain time, where he would then confront Veronica. Naturally, this would still make him lose his place amongst his pack, but he said he never cared much for the pack anyway. He always wanted to be a rogue, where he could live life in his own terms and not have to follow strict rules all the time. I have to say that at some point, I wanted to be a rogue, too. I wanted nothing but freedom whenever I thought about my life. There are times when I forget I was even a slave, but there are others when it's all I can think about. I see myself on my knees in the middle of the grand hall, scrubbing until my fingers bleed. I'd wonder what it felt like to be free. Now that I know what it is, I realize that it comes
Max It doesn’t take long after Veronica leaves for someone to come for me. I don’t ask questions as they untie my hands and then tell me to walk. Humiliation burns inside of me but I keep it down and walk. I walk through the relatively empty dungeon all the way up the short stairs I used on my way down here. There are currently three guards behind me. Any thoughts of trying to run flee from my mind. It would be a reckless decision to make and would undoubtedly bring me more humiliation. The only thing assuring me that I won’t be killed today is Veronica’s alleged plan. She wants me to mate with her, after all, so how could she let them kill me? It all depends, of course. I try not to think too much about it as I walk outside. I take a deep breath of fresh air and instantly feel better. The air down there is stale. It felt like I was slowly being smothered to death. We’re walking toward the mansion. My guess is that there is going to be a discussion of some kind where I will once
MaxThe pain on my side has diminished considerably but the humiliation I feel is burning right through me and I can't overlook it. I'm locked in a dark cell. Thankfully, I'm alone, so nobody else has to see me being brought down to this level. So many things are going on all at once. I've been extracted from my pack, which is now vulnerable. GrayLeaf can attack at any time and we'll fall, just as they wanted it to. I don't understand for the life of me how Veronica can do this to our pack. Does she really want to see GrayLeaf winning? If so, why? And if not, then what's going through her head? I can't understand her. I realize that I never knew her at all. Helplessness plagues me. I'm here tied to a chair and unable to do a damned thing to stop her and her schemes. What's worse is that she could possibly get us all killed. Playing this game with GrayLeaf is dangerous. Does she even know what she's doing?I don’t know what to call this behavior of hers. Childishness isn’t a good
RayneThe plan we come up with is simple yet effective. I go with Iron and AmberMane to MoonWater and take over. As the Luna, it’s my right to do so. Word will spread to GrayLeaf, undoubtedly, but by then, we’ll be ready. Lambert thinks that we have to attack them first and we have to do it hard. We tell them that we only have two requests to end this war.The first request is that we want them to release Max. The second is we want Veronica. At that point, we’ll tell them everything they’ve done. Lambert will confess everything he did and they’ll probably exile him from the pack, but he says he doesn’t care about that. “Why?” my father asked him. “Why do you want to be exiled from your pack?”“I don’t have anything to do there,” was his answer. “I hate those bastards more than you do. If they hadn’t insisted on marrying her off to an Alpha, she would be alive by now.”I wanted to ask him where he would go but I figured it was too intrusive. It didn’t matter, anyway. What mattered wa
Rayne I look back at him. He’s running his fingers through his hair in despair. I’ve already pieced this together. I know why he’s here demanding this truth from me. Why he’s given me this letter to read. It makes perfect sense. The only reason why I’m not saying anything is because my own heart is shattering. I’ve doubted Max. I thought he was a scoundrel and now I have proof that he isn’t. Veronica did it all. The man gets on his knees, his back facing me. A few beats pass and then he says, “I loved her. You don’t understand how much I loved her. You can’t begin to imagine.”I lick my lips and say, “Sure I can. You literally sabotaged her mating day. You put me there just to prevent her from mating with Max.”He glares at me over his shoulder. I glare right back. I’m trying to keep an eye on him while sorting through the mess in my head simultaneously. It isn’t easy. I’m just thinking about Max and how Veronica ruined us. Tore us apart. I can’t take my attention from him entire
RayneI still haven’t decided if we’re going to go to war against GrayLeaf. I want to. I can’t say that I don’t. They’ve done enough to hurt me and I would be thinking solely of revenge if I chose to fight. The time I spent in that prison was something I’d only wish upon my worst enemy. I have lost too much because of them. I want to fight. I want to bring them to my knees. At the same time, I have no idea if it’s the right move. A leader has to think of everyone else, not just themselves. I would hate it if my father, Darla, or even Victor got hurt because of this thirst for revenge of mine. It’s not fair to them. Besides, fighting means we have to join arms with MoonWater, because otherwise we don’t stand a chance. Do I really want to get that close to Max?I’m going to have to be the one to talk to him, which is why my father said the choice is up to me. He’d probably do it if I asked, or insisted, but that’s a coward’s move. I have to be the one to do it, not him or anyone else