Xander“AURORA!”I snap out of focus, the shrill scream of that damn mutt making my blood boil. Commoners are better off not being seen or heard. That little stray can’t help but do both. It’s starting to make me want to kill him just to save myself the trouble of dealing with his constant horrible attitude. I try to ignore him the first time, speaking with a few of my warriors in my office, but the second time is where I draw the line.“No, Aurora!”I practically toss my desk aside as I storm out of the office and down the hall of my packhouse. I easily sniff out their stench; commoners smell like weakness, but there’s one thing I do not
JaxsonThis pain is new. It’s worse.I’ve been on the run for what feels like days, trying to clear my mind, hearing my father give into his pack’s whims over and over again. He’s caved into their damn complaints about how commoners are to be used, to be toyed with, and I can’t go back to the palace while I picture Aurora in any one of their places.I can’t let this go on anymore. I’ve failed my mate, the most important woman in my life, and as I stumble in the woods, stammering to a stop, I know this pain building in my chest has to do with her. I kneels, catching my breath, my hand clutching my chest while a fire builds up my throat. It’s similar to the pain that hit me when Aurora
AuroraHe’s bleeding profusely, holding his face while he trembles on the floor like a wet dog. My wolf is pleased with the sight, leaping over him before he can heal and trailing up the cellar stairs. She’s not careful or quiet, barging down the hall until met with the metal barracks built into the packhouse. It’s the place I was first kept and it still smells of Luke.My wolf presses against the door, flinging the first one open, seeing Luke standing erect against the back wall. His eyes are wide in shock, then in fear, before they settle on my eyes and I feel my best friend ease at the sight of my wolf. She howls unexpectedly, the noise sure to wake up every member of this traitorous pack.Luke doesn’t s