Cameron's P.O.V Dust scattered into the wind as I gave chase to the reddish-brown wolf in front of me. Alex was fast, but right now, he seemed faster than two Alphas chasing him. 'What just happened?' Alpha Krimson's voice rang loud and clear inside my head, connecting through the bond that linked an Alpha to another. 'Has he gone rogue?' 'For the sake of everyone here, let's pray to the goddess that he hasn't,' I told him, still running as fast as I could, trying to catch up to Alex. 'It was his, wasn't it? The last report that was shown at the meeting?' Alpha Krimson was quick to catch on to the situation. 'If so, why didn't he take the antidote?' 'Because he doesn't trust it yet, the cure…none of us do.' If we were talking about clarity, let's begin with that shall we? The fact that no one in the pack was yet convinced of Krimson's motives or intensions regarding mass producing the cure. But there was no more time for conversations as the gr
Freya's P.O.V "Fae…" Alpha Krimson's voice was almost an absentminded whisper, but I was sure everyone had heard him just fine. "Yes." I nodded, looking at each of them in turn. "Before I called Cameron for help…just before I was rendered unconscious, I saw Mirage use photokinesis. It's the power to use light however they please…and only two species have that power in the entire world…angels…and-" "Fae." Alpha Krimson finished that sentence once again, looking at me with narrowed eyes. "Are you certain?" "I think you're the second clue to Mirage's origin, Alpha Krimson." I told him, calling Sarah over to my side. "I've heard that you have been trying to pursue her to leave the pack with you. Why did you do that?" It was a direct accusation, something only an Alpha was allowed to make of another Alpha. But in this case, the exception was that I was a witch and Mirage had been confiding in
Mirage's P.O.V "Why?" I screamed, my voice scrubbed raw as I looked at the woman I was a splitting image of. "Why do I have to follow you around all this time? Why can't I just…stop! I'm fed up of all this, mom! I just want this to end!" Maya Alejandro, former beta to the Dark Water pack, a powerful wolf who had lost everything in the name of love, and the woman who was my mother…slapped me across the face. "You think I'm not?" She asked; her voice soft, yet firm. "You think I've been doing this for the last twenty one years just for fun? Moving from one place to another; making sure all our traces has been erased. Constantly changing jobs to try to keep putting food on the table. Your father and I are trying our best, Mira. The least you can do if be grateful for what we have!" "To what end, mom?" A broken sob escaped my lips. "We're all alone. We don't have family, we don't have friends. When my classmates
Mirage's P.O.V Opening my eyes to look directly into the face of Freya Wilder wasn't something I had expected. However, it brought me immense relief to find out that she was alright…for now. "Feeling better?" She asked as I sat up in bed, looking around the infirmary room groggily as I tried to remember how I ended up coming to the infirmary in the first place. "No." I told her truthfully. "I remember." "And what do you remember, Mirage?" Freya's voice was soft; almost like she was trying to handle me with care. Fucking hell! I'd rather she be bickering and shouting at me than showing me pity. "I remember who I am," I told her straight up, because there was no point in skirting around the subject anymore. "But you already know about it too, don't you?" "There had been some…interesting developments…while you were passed out." Freya nodded her head. "Do you know why Witche
Mirage's P.O.V Daisy opened the cell door to reveal the reddish brown wolf lying on the cold marble floor. "Be careful." She warned me while handing me the blanket she had been holding in her hand. I nodded at her, a small smile on my face that I had to force myself to stay in place. As soon as the doors closed behind me, I slid the spare key into my pocket and walked towards the unconscious wolf. It looked like he was sleeping, but from the blood on the floor, I could tell that he had been injured. I placed the blanket on his lower half, to protect his modesty when he turned back. And then I sat down on the floor beside him and took his head onto my lap. There were wounds on his neck. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I saw those fang marks. The marks were from getting into a fight with Krimson and Cameron has to pull him off of the other Alpha before Alex did major damage. Now that I finally understood what was happen
Mirage's P.O.V Our breaths mingled as his lips claimed mine…owned me in a way that left no room for doubt in my mind that I was made for this man alone. Alex reached out behind me and took off my bra, throwing it to the side and baring me to his eyes to feast on. His hands stayed on my waist; holding me firmly in place as he broke the kiss to make his way down my neck. The tingling of my skin followed the wet traces he left down the column of my neck, and stopped just at my collarbone. And that was when he raised his hands up to cup my bare breasts. I bit down on my bottom lip as heat rush to my womanhood, making my stomach clench. "I can scent your arousal, Mirage." Alex drew back, his voice hoarse and his eyes unfocused. "It makes me want to lick you up from head to toe." Damnit! If I bit down on my lips any harder, I'd pierce skin. I thought Alex would be too well reserved and sophisticated for dirty talk, but clearly all
Mirage's P.O.V Somchai and Krimson packed up and were ready to leave the next morning, and honestly, I didn't feel the least bit sad or gloomy. In fact, I felt relieved. The connection I felt with Krimson was long gone, along with that voice inside my head. Freya believed that it might have been a manifestation of my sire bond to him that had given birth to that voice. Or, the voice might have belonged to my Fae side, which had now been pushed back after Alex had marked me as his mate. Whatever the reason, I was glad that it wasn't messing with my head anymore. I stood next to Alex, my hand intertwined with his as Krimson's luggage was being loaded in the trunk of the car that was to drop him off at the airport. It was a shame, really. He could've made something valuable with the antidote. He could've been a symbol of hope for so many families whose loved ones had gone dark. But instead, he was now going to be a sign of tyranny. A man who was going t
Mirage's P.O.V The wind from the open car windows blew back my hair from my face, but even though I knew those tangles will be hell to untangle later on, it didn't stop me from enjoying the wind; from enjoying my tiny moment of freedom as Alex drove me to Lincoln County in his jeep, followed by Sarah, Darcia, Frey and Cameron, each couple following behind us in their own car. "I never thought I'd see the my old house again." I told Alex as he navigated swiftly through the highways, his attention completely on the road ahead. But something told me that there was a lot going on in his mind. He seemed almost distracted as he answered me with a 'hmmm…', instead of reassuring me, or providing me with comforting words like he usually did. "Alex?" I frowned. "Are you alright?" "Huh?" He seemed to snap out of his thoughts before looking at me. "Of course. Why wouldn't I be?" He tried to give me a miserable excuse f