LANDON:It broke my heart that the first thing Venita had in mind to do on our return was to move out. Why? Was the space too small? I could buy a bigger house for us. But, she insisted on wanting her own place. I had no choice but to give in. The last thing I needed was for her to see me as controlling. If she wanted this, I had to be supportive.I was away when I got the report that she was already moving. I knew she would but I didn't anticipate it to be immediate. What was the rush for? And she chose a terrible time to do this. It was risky and she was vulnerable to threats. I couldn't leave the situation back at my packhouse to return home so, I opted for later. Throughout my time observing my wolves, I held onto every power in me not to break down. Seeing them in pain; bleeding from their noses, eyes, and ears, barking like a rabid dog, and finally dying, broke my heart. We had one cure and how was she going to go about saving the millions of infected wolves?Cross and Greg took
VENITA:My head felt incredibly heavy, and my memories were fuzzy, except for the vivid recollection of Landon injecting me with some kind of drug that led to my unconsciousness. I was determined to give him a piece of my mind for that. What was his motive? Did he have an agenda, considering I found myself back in my apartment, bewildered and lying in bed, battling thirst? Speaking of which, how did I even get into bed?That young man remained as unpredictable as ever.I managed to stagger from my still unorganized bedroom to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water, which I eagerly gulped down. Something felt off about my body—like it had been pricked. Pulling up my top to inspect, everything seemed normal except for a faint, almost faded mark on my ribcage. It could have been from anywhere.Drinking the water helped clear my head, and soon I started feeling better. It was time to be productive.The day swiftly passed by as I engaged in cleaning, organizing, and fixing minor things arou
LANDON:The antidote that Dr. Grant had created was airborne so, I had to get my jet to spread it across the packhouse. Everyone inhaled it and those whose condition couldn't be saved were segregated to be cremated later.It has been so busy but I still miss her. The guilt of what I did and my carefulness not to expose her to all this made me cut communication but still had eyes on her as I had Cross assign two security to her. She wasn't up to much except unpacking in the house and then going for a long walk. Outside of putting things together and taking care of the packhouse, I put out every resource I had in locating Clay and Mirage. Wherever they've been, I sent people there. Whoever has come in contact with them, I interrogated. They were two sly and so mischievous in their doings that I didn't have much luck with them until tonight."Alpha, Clay has been located to be taking refuge in the Black Arrow pack all this while. What do you want us to do?" Cross had called to inform me
VENITA:Tears wouldn't stop streaming down my face no matter how I tried. I was becoming unhappy with my miserable state. Why the fuck did Landon's action surprise or crush me each time? It was foolish of me to have my doubts and still have expectations from him. I had the evidence of what he did and somehow, I still wanted it to be false. I still would have believed in his lies! Was I that dumb? Why did it feel like couldn't live without this man that has done nothing but hurt me in every way? I kept forgiving him each time, losing a piece of me unknowingly.Right now, I didn't even have the strength for revenge. All I wanted was to go find my daughter and disappear. Not that I wouldn't take my revenge on Landon, I just didn't have the strength to start plotting how to hurt him badly because I needed time, energy, and a good plan. Let him mistake my silence for foolishness or weakness. Never! Not after seeing him killing my father and only Aunty I never knew I had.I was just exiting
VENITA:"Right, you don't know." He laughed so loud that the others joined him. It was condescending. "How did we even know that you had a child? You're not the only one who knows how to keep a secret." I just stared at him in shock. Whatever he said, I tried to keep my cool, staying in control of my emotions He looked at me, and a crazy smile spread across his face. “It's time for a family reunion.” "There are handcuffs on the radiator in the corner.” Mirage nodded toward the other side of the room, “cuff yourself.” I walked toward the radiator put one side of the handcuff on my right wrist and closed the other around the pipe. "We heard you're so strong if triggered. We don't want you dead before the main show."The poor burst open and Simeon, Landon, and Sasha were brought in. "Well, well, too many people in the room!" Clay said, aiming the gun at Simeon."Clay, I will tear you to pieces if you hurt any of them!" I howled. "You..."A gunshot pierced the air. My head snapped up
VENITA:"Finally, the family reunion!" Clay mocked."Shut it!" my father snared.I couldn't recognize the man who stood before me. Everything was different about him and the hint of his eyes that could see had lost the warmth I knew, replaced by total coldness."How are you here? You're alive. How long?" I rapidly asked, not pausing to breathe. I was overwhelmed with thoughts. Couldn't narrow down the feelings that swelled within me."I take it that's my granddaughter," he pointed at Sasha, ignoring what I said. "And that's the lucky man? The one you threw everything away for? One you couldn't avenge your us for? Your mother would be ashamed of your life choices Venita," he scolded.What was he driving at? His words didn't make sense to me. He moved to his left side at the far dark end. There he dragged a worn-out stool and sat. "This is a night of confession, Venita since this is the end for him."There was something mean and certain about what he said. It hurt in the depths of my sou
VENITA:His words broke my heart. That a man I thought I knew never loved me. All the memories I had in my head were lies. I wasn't sure what I knew anymore. It means that it wasn't just Clay and Mirage who were watching Sasha and me. My own father watched too, keeping tabs and comfortably enjoying my pain without stepping in. He wanted me to be a killer out of anger. Thank Goodness I failed him."So, because you were about to put two cells together to create something, that makes you feel like a god. Newsflash, you're nothing special. I too can do that. And, what do you mean you created me? As far as I'm concerned, ruining the life of an innocent girl by messing up her genetics doesn't sound like creating anything to me. It's okay if you never loved me. There was mum who truly did and I'm okay knowing that.""Let me tell you worthless disappointment how it all happened. I was thinking about keeping and rebranding you. But, there is no need for that. So, listen carefully as my voic
VENITA:My Dad raised his gun. “Oh, he’s awake. Nice of you to join the party, sleeping beauty.”“I don't care who you are. But, I will hunt you and every member of your goons down. You don't want to be on my bad side.”“Oh, I'm scared,” he mocked. “Nice to see you too, Landon, it's been a while.”Landon went quiet, taking a moment to figure out who stood before him. “You?“Yes, me. Surprise! Surprise! I didn’t die. And, don't worry. You're paralyzed even though you're awake and would be like that for at least the next eight hours until I put you in your cage like the nice little puppy you are.”“I'm not a puppy, you sickhead. I'm a wolf!” he howled.“Just shush. You're interrupting the story time I was having with your mate. Where were we? Oh,” he waved his gun and went back to sit, sliding the barrel across his forehead as if he were lost in deep thought. “Now I remember. Well, you were born a healthy baby girl. After a while, you started getting sick. I was the only one that