Lilac's P.O.V Confusion swirled in my mind as I looked at the closed door and what had just happened… Tawin…had spiked our drinks? But why? What would he get out of this? I didn't even understand what locking me and Liam in this room would even accomplish? After all, we were wolves…we could knock down the door at any moment. But after using nearly all of my effort to get up from the floor and getting into a sitting position…I realized that I had mistaken the effects of alcohol on a werewolf body as well. I was barely sober…and Liam didn't look any better than me in any aspect… The least I could hope for was that Tawin would keep his promise and keep Dani safe by getting her home safely… "What is happeningssss." Liam slurred, rolling over on the floor so he could look up at me. "W-why…why…Tawin?" "Our drinks…were spikeddd…" I slurred out as well, barely making it to the door as I crawled on my hands and knees like a snake. &q
Lilac's P.O.V Liam's hands travelled the length of my body, feeling every dip and curve before his hands landed on my hips. My lips devoured his hungrily, my hands wrapping around the fine strands of hair at his nape. I heard Liam's groan as it reverberated through my chest. He pulled me impossibly closer to his body then, his fingers lifting up my dress from the side as he skimmed them over my thighs and lifted them higher up my leg. An involuntary shiver ran down my spine causing me to gasp, and Liam used that opportunity to slip his tongue inside my mouth, tasting every corner before our tongues battles for dominance. My nipples were stiff as they rubbed against the abrasive fabric of my dress, wanting to be free of their confinements. My hands traced the hard muscles of his chest and abdomen, before going under his shirt to rest on his bare skin. Liam's growl was louder this time as his hands reached my inner thigh, making me want to clench them togeth
Lilac's P.O.V The silence inside my mind wasn't something I could explain. It was eerily quiet, and I was completely calm…like a storm brewing in the horizon… It was like I had taken a backseat inside my own body, and I was no longer in control of my actions. Someone else was driving me instead. "So this is how it is?" I muttered to myself, bending down to pick up the phone in my hands. I didn't feel any kind of emotion anymore. Hurt, betrayal, anger…nothing. I was eerily calm. Even the effect of the drug seemed to have gone for good. As I stood there, my body seemingly immune to the effects of the drugs I had been forced to take, I couldn't summon any emotions at all. It was as if I had detached from my own reality, watching it unfold from a distance. I blinked, staring at Liam as he continued to speak, his voice a distant murmur. The world around me faded, and I was trapped in this strange, silent void. My mind, once a storm of thoughts and emo
Krimson's P.O.V The rain pelted down on me mercilessly as I reached the edge of the forest that led to the pack. The sprawling length of the houses and the stores lined the streets as I pushed every muscle in my body to its limit as I ran down to the house that I had visited countless times before, but never in my life had I been so full of urgency. As soon as the house came in sight, the eerie silence surrounding it made my wolf pick up its ears in alertness. Something was definitely wrong…something was very, very wrong if a house filled with over two hundred rowdy teens was suddenly so quiet in the first place. But as I broke in through the front door…the scene in front of me wasn't at all what I had been expecting. The teens were gathered in a circle in the centre of the room, an air of helplessness surrounding the area as they observed something in the middle. My heart thrashed against my ribcage as my mind came up with a thousand horrifying images. Bu
Krimson's P.O.V "Luca," I whispered, watching the car come to a stop outside his house. Luca parked the car and came running out of it immediately, rushing over to my side. A sense of guilt overwhelmed me when I realized that his son was knocked unconscious inside the house with a big bruise forming on his cheek and the reason for that bruise had been me. But he had to understand my side of the story as well…Lilac was my mate. However, instead of asking me what happened inside the house, he showed me his phone. The phone that had the video playing in it, the one that I had dropped while getting out of the car in a hurry. Thankfully, only one side of the screen showed a small crack but the phone was otherwise alright. And I was glad that Luca had been able to retrieve it because I had lost mine while I had transformed, my clothes ripping to shreds in the middle of the street. Now, however, what he showed me instead, made me wish that the phone had never been retr
Krimson's P.O.V "Krimson?" Melody's eyes widened in shock as soon as I walked in through the front doors of my mansion, with an unconscious Lilac in my arms, wrapped in a small blanket. "What happened to her?" Not bothering to answer her questions, I headed towards the bathroom, laying Lilac down in the tub carefully, making sure that her body remained covered by the tiny cloth. She hadn't had any clothes on when I found her, telling me that she had shifted when she ran, but had ended up unconscious when her powers had ran out, leaving her exhausted. "Krimson! Answer me, damnit!" Melody snapped at me as she followed behind me to the bathroom. "What have you done to the poor girl?" "Why did you assume I was the one who did something, Mel?" I snapped, turning to face her, but the indignation on her face made me look away. "Take care of her…please." Lilac's face remained calm as she continued to sleep despite every
Lilac's P.O.V 'What's going on? Where am I?' I stood up from the bed I was sitting on, looking around at the very familiar, yet unfamiliar room around me. 'I'd been here before…but when?' The more I looked around at the familiar walls, the almost familiar furniture adorning the room, the more I could recognize the place but still, everything felt different…as if I was in a different place, a different time. Looking down at my body, I saw myself wearing a cream colored dress with blue threadwork all over the gown. It was beautiful, and I wanted to see the result in a mirror, but for some reason…there wasn't a single mirror in the room. So I rushed towards the huge double doors, and pushed them open, immediately being surrounded by the pleasant fragrance of flowers and the sound of music drifting down the hallway. Immediately, memories unfurled within me like the wings of a butterfly and a sense of nostalgia hit me as I realized where I was…
Lilac's P.O.V No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get the image of Krimson out of my mind. It was as if his presence had seeped into my very being, leaving an indelible mark that refused to fade. In the dream, he seemed so different, so far removed from the person I had come to know. His face held a softness that I had never seen before, like that of an innocent boy, someone who had yet to cross the teenage years into adulthood. Yet, his features were the same, his unmistakable charm still intact, even though he looked nothing like the man I had known for the past four years. A nagging doubt gnawed at me, making me wonder if I had seen the right person at all. And the main reason behind this doubt was the eyes of the boy I had seen. While Krimson's eyes now were a deep crimson, as depicted by his name, his eyes in my dream had been a vivid, electric blue that seemed to pierce right through to my soul. They had been beautiful…like two sapphires ignited from wi