Mirage's P.O.V A wave of nostalgia hit me the second I set foot inside my old apartment. Almost like a movie playing out in front of me, I saw me and my sister fighting for the last slice of pizza on the couch in the living room…My mother's heartfelt laughter echoing through the room as she cooked us dinner on a Sunday afternoon…My father singing karaoke with us late at night, his voice enchanting and mesmerizing as he sang the lyrics to perfection… And just like that, those memories blew away like dust, leaving behind an old, worn down house that was decaying like it had been abandoned for centuries. The kitchen was right opposite to the entrance, followed by the dining room and then the living area to the side. There were no large windows where the wind chimes could be hung…no stairs that led to the attic…no separate rooms for me and my sister. There were just two large doors at the back of the living area whose doors had been ripped off of its hinges and from
Mirage's P.O.V Dinner at a restaurant with friends? If someone had told me this a week ago, I wouldn't have believed them, probably because I was one of those raging, frothing at the mouth, rogue wolves who didn't understand words and clawed away at anyone who stood in front of me. But today, sitting at a café at eight in the evening, having dinner with my mate and my newly made friends…it was something the old me couldn't even imagine. But the old me was long gone. And I would much prefer this new version of me over the old me, any time of any day. Also, the fact that I still couldn't remember much of the old me helped in numerous ways. Eating out had seemed like the perfect getaway after we arrived back in town later in the evening and all of us decided that we needed something cheerful to drive away the gloominess we had brought back from Lincoln County. "So…you guys started planning for the big even yet?" Alex asked both the other couples pre
Mirage's P.O.V "Mom!" I called out as soon as I stepped inside the house. "I'm home!" Only eerie silence greeted me from inside the wide space. What? What was going on? Why was I having this nightmare again? It was that house again…that house…where was I? Which house was this? How did I get here? I paused; looking around at the open windows and watching the curtains blow back in the warm afternoon wind. The wind chime on one of the windows made a twinkling sound, one that I often found pleasing. But for some reason, that same sound felt ominous today…like the chimes of a knell… "Mom?" I called again. "Dad? Maze?" "Mom? Dad? Maze?" I called out once again, but that eerie silence remained. What was happening? It no longer felt like I was inside my body…rather, it felt like I was outside my body, watching myself falling into a trap, and yet I was unable to stop myself. I saw myself rooted to
Mirage's P.O.V "So, the only feature visible was his red eyes?" Freya confirmed, even as I felt a shiver run down my spine at the mention of those red eyes. There was something very wicked about those red eyes…something that my mind was protecting me from. But in order to get to the bottom of what happened to my family, I will need to remember who those red eyes belonged to eventually…and I was fearing that day with all my heart. "Yes." I nodded now, curled up on myself. I had trouble falling back asleep last night after what I had dreamt of. I had woken up kicking and screaming at the top of my lungs and Alex had had to barge in to help me calm down. It hadn't been a pleasant experience, that dream, but something told me, this wasn't going to be the last time I saw it. "I'm not going to ask you to recall everything." Sarah reached out to touch my shoulders and I just about flinched away, before remembering that I didn't have anythi
Alex's P.O.V "Alpha, even though we are not aware of the threat yet, I think we should try to strengthen the borders." I told Alpha Charles, with Darcia, Cameron and Freya in attendance. "The fact that Mirage is seeing someone in her nightmares coming for her…I have a feeling that whoever had forced her to become rogue…they're coming for her once again. And we need to take precautions to keep her safe." "I think there's a possibility that a tracker had been activated when we went to Mirage's old house." Freya told him. "When we went to that house in Lincoln…I started to feel something strange." "Strange?" Alpha Charles leaned forward in his seat. "How so?" "At first I thought that the reason might be because of my past with my gambler father." She swallowed. Frey had yet to get over her father's death, especially since there had been so much left unspoken between the two of them. And now, I sa
Mirage's P.O.V I waited for Alex to return all evening but he was nowhere to be seen. I had woken up hardly an hour ago, after sleeping peacefully all morning, afternoon and almost till eight o' clock. And then Sarah had gotten me a late lunch-dinner…linner? Sarah had also given me a heads up that he might be running late…quite literally, because he had been assigned outer perimeter patrol duty from today onwards. And he had also been made the supervisor of his patrol division. I knew that he had his duties to fulfill and a pack to take care of…but after that dream, I became more and more anxious the longer I stayed away from him. I didn't know if it was normal or I was just being clingy…but I really missed him and it had only been a few hours since I last saw him. I stood by the open door, pacing around my room once and then returning to the same spot once again because every time there was a noise down the hallway, I kept thinking that Alex might have re
Mirage's P.O.V "Then take me." I told him. "Make me yours tonight." Alex's head snapped up in my direction, his eyes pure golden. "Say that again." "I want you Alex." I swallowed, debating if I was making a mistake or not. "I think…I think I'm falling in love with you." The next thing I know, my lips were being consumed by his and my back hit the mirror on the wall behind the counter. Alex put his hand at the back of my head to save me from the impact, cushioning the blow, but I hardly paid attention to it. My mind had gone completely blank the instant his lips had touched mine and I was about to lose control in the best way possible. The closer he drew me in, the more I felt the heat of his shaft right at my apex, rubbing over my folds through the barrier of our clothing. But I didn't want that! I wanted our clothes off! I wanted him inside me! My hands reached for his shorts again, but this time, he
Mirage's P.O.V I entered the dining room the next morning to find Julian being chased around the whole room by two little girls, about the same age as him, while everyone watched from the sides in amazement. I paused, raising my eyebrows in interest as I watched the scene unfold in front of my eyes. From across the room, I saw Freya and Sarah doubling over in laughter as Julian looked all but ready to burst into tears. "Someone mind telling me what's this about?" I whispered to no one in particular, as a crowd began to form around the three kids, everyone trying their best to hold back their laughter. "Julian's been chosen as Prince Charming in his annual middle school play," Derek Roland, one of Alex's old friends told me, chuckling as Julian neatly dodged one of the girls at the last moment. "And his two admirers are furious that none of them got to play Cinderella." "Really?" I chuckled. "Then what part