Carleigh would probably help him free her so that she could get back into my bed. Hellhounds were territorial, and she'd made no secret about her inten- tion, even after I'd turned her down repeatedly. Hell, I'd even invited Eryx to join me with her, and she still hadn't gotten the message that we weren't exclusive.It took an hour and a half to reach the lodge, and the moment we landed, Toralei was there screaming at me. I watched her marching up to me, poking her finger into my chest as her rage filled the air between us. "Where is she?" she demanded, hair wild and messed as if she'd been run- ning her fingers through it in anger. I slid my gaze over her face, noting the way her nostrils flared, and her pupils dilated."Where the fuck is who?" I countered, watching her face turn a mottled shade of red. "Braelyn! What the hell did you do with her, asshole?""She's in her fucking room, Toralei. Point that finger at me again, and I'll fucking rip it off." "Liar! She is not in her fucki
BraelynI could hardly walk, but I wouldn't allow anyone to help me. It wasn't pride or something else forcing me forward. It was that I wanted nothing to do with any of them. Saint abandoned me in that container, choosing to give others the responsibility for my care. I thought Lucas was my friend, but I was so very wrong. He watched me being strung up to die, cut multiple times, and returned to continue the torture. The alphas I'd spent my entire life focused on protecting and providing for stood idle while I was left in a dark hole to die.We passed through the gates, and my gaze slid over the wolves that watched us with curiosity. After a moment, they turned, giving me their backs, albeit hesitantly. My heart clenched, knowing that whatever Saint was selling, they'd bought it. Turn your back on an alpha was a show of disrespect, saved for those who had betrayed the pack. Fuck them, too, then.My attention shifted to Toralei, who watched me with horror-filled eyes. I could imagine
Saint entered the shower a few moments later, grabbing the shampoo to lather my hair. Eryx joined us, and they worked together, silently cleaning my battered body. Saint pulled me against him, turning me toward Eryx, who peered down at my body with a murderous look dancing in his gaze. "We find Lucas, and we return what he did to her tenfold, Saint," he growled, his midnight gaze sliding up to meet mine. "Agreed," Saint whispered, holding me carefully as Eryx used a soft cloth towash my body. They worked like they'd done this before, helping one another to ease the pain. My eyes closed against the dark blotches swimming in my vision.I gasped, screaming as Eryx washed between my thighs. Air refused to reach my lungs as I fought against him cleaning my sex, riddled in shallow cuts.His jaw clenched, and pain filled his eyes."She may have internal damage," Eryx admitted.Saint's hands tightened around my chest, and his lips brushed against my shoulder. He was prepared to subdue me if
"Fuck off, demon. She's not yours to toy with and in no condition to deal with your games," Saint grunted, settling beside me in nothing more than a pair of loose-fitting shorts. "Inhale," he ordered, holding the joint to my lips. I licked my chapped, blood-covered lips, and he sighed, nodding to the men leaning against the wall, silently watching us. "She needs water, more blood, and that fucker's head. In that order, gentlemen." "I'll grab water," Phenrys announced, pushing off the wall."I'll get more blood," Bowen snorted, following him out of the room."I'll help Ezekiel convince Cole Van Helsing that we need his assistance to go hunting. Lucas couldn't have made it too far off this mountain," Sian stated, nodding toward Ezekiel, who continued staring at me."You're in agony, yet you don't make a sound. You are either very good at hiding the pain, or you've had lots of time to master it, little girl. How much pain have you known in your lifetime to hide that emotion from your pre
It took days to fully heal from my injuries, even with copious amounts of vampire blood that had been fed to me intravenously. During that time, Saint had hovered. He'd been inside the room with me, trying to force conversation, which I'd ignored for the most part. There was a certain freedom in knowing someone else was taking care of the pack and that it wasn't up to me to oversee it all anymore.On the fifth day of being on bed rest, Saint finally slipped out of the room to deal with a disturbance. It left me alone for the first time since he'd shown up here and ruined my plans. Slipping into the closet, I dressed into a soft pair of jeans and a cashmere top.I slid my feet into a pair of knee-high leather boots and stepped out of the bedroom, peering up at Xavier, who leaned against the wall with his phone in his hand. He pushed it into his pocket the moment he noticed me."How are you feeling?" His kind, blue eyes met and held my stare. "Fine," I said sharply as his mouth tipped i
"Monsters can hide in plain sight, with no one suspecting what lies beneath the surface. The world is filled with them, and most are human. Lucas was always a monster, but he hid it behind kind eyes and smiles. It was my job to find the demons and drive them out, and I failed. Maybe I deserved what I had endured since I'd failed the pack in spotting the monster within our midst. My father never hid the sinister nature he wore like a cloak around him. The pack was always wary of him, but they stayed because of me. Because of my legacy and the bloodline that I hold." Guilt washing over me that I was held in a prison of my own making. Not me, per second, but the blood rushing through my veins drove Fenrir wolves to our gates, where they'd become my responsibility to protect."It isn't your fault, Braelyn. What happened to you down there-it shouldn't have happened to anyone. Ever. Saint is coming. I'll call Douglas and secure passage. You figure out how to lose your guards." Tora's eyes f
It was a weird feeling not to work with the pack from sunrise to sundown. Instead, I stood on the balcony that looked out over the countryside. My room was one of the few that had a balcony with a view of the sprawling mountain range.Snow blanketed the peak, indicating that the entire mountain would soon be covered in the soft, icy grip of winter's mercy. Much like Saint, it was without sympathy, making roadways impassable, cutting the pack off from the outside world.The icy wind bit into my naked arms, sending my hair whipping against my face while I watched the sun setting behind the highest mountain. The thin gown I wore did little to keep the chill from settling in my bones, but I wel- comed the cold that burned my face, leaving it red from the freezing air.Already the pack was behind schedule, running around without no one leading them. The alphas had ignored Toralei's guidance, and even from the front balcony, I could discern that the lumber they'd accepted wasn't weathered o
“Bring me the food quickly”,I heard that ugly voice but I pretended like I didn’t hear him and went on with washing the utensils.“You also a slut , there is no need to show off”, Out of the blue, my hair was in a tight grip and my locks were being pulled roughly.“Slut?”,I hated that word.“Fuck you, son of a bitch”, I cursed before pulling away. He grabbed my arm and stopped me from running like I usually did.“I ordered you to get me food, bitch.” He said with a tone filled with anger. I glared at the bastard angrily. He was the Beta of the Red Moon Pack whilst I was an omega-the lowest and the dirtiest in line.That was why I was disrespected with my fellows but not today.God! Today, I wasn’t in any mood to play games. I had enough of male wolves playing around with me and dominating me because I was an omega.“Fuck off, I’m not your slave!”, I snapped angrily and all the omegas who were working turned to look at me with their mouth open. What I was doing was wrong. It was neve
It was a weird feeling not to work with the pack from sunrise to sundown. Instead, I stood on the balcony that looked out over the countryside. My room was one of the few that had a balcony with a view of the sprawling mountain range.Snow blanketed the peak, indicating that the entire mountain would soon be covered in the soft, icy grip of winter's mercy. Much like Saint, it was without sympathy, making roadways impassable, cutting the pack off from the outside world.The icy wind bit into my naked arms, sending my hair whipping against my face while I watched the sun setting behind the highest mountain. The thin gown I wore did little to keep the chill from settling in my bones, but I wel- comed the cold that burned my face, leaving it red from the freezing air.Already the pack was behind schedule, running around without no one leading them. The alphas had ignored Toralei's guidance, and even from the front balcony, I could discern that the lumber they'd accepted wasn't weathered o
"Monsters can hide in plain sight, with no one suspecting what lies beneath the surface. The world is filled with them, and most are human. Lucas was always a monster, but he hid it behind kind eyes and smiles. It was my job to find the demons and drive them out, and I failed. Maybe I deserved what I had endured since I'd failed the pack in spotting the monster within our midst. My father never hid the sinister nature he wore like a cloak around him. The pack was always wary of him, but they stayed because of me. Because of my legacy and the bloodline that I hold." Guilt washing over me that I was held in a prison of my own making. Not me, per second, but the blood rushing through my veins drove Fenrir wolves to our gates, where they'd become my responsibility to protect."It isn't your fault, Braelyn. What happened to you down there-it shouldn't have happened to anyone. Ever. Saint is coming. I'll call Douglas and secure passage. You figure out how to lose your guards." Tora's eyes f
It took days to fully heal from my injuries, even with copious amounts of vampire blood that had been fed to me intravenously. During that time, Saint had hovered. He'd been inside the room with me, trying to force conversation, which I'd ignored for the most part. There was a certain freedom in knowing someone else was taking care of the pack and that it wasn't up to me to oversee it all anymore.On the fifth day of being on bed rest, Saint finally slipped out of the room to deal with a disturbance. It left me alone for the first time since he'd shown up here and ruined my plans. Slipping into the closet, I dressed into a soft pair of jeans and a cashmere top.I slid my feet into a pair of knee-high leather boots and stepped out of the bedroom, peering up at Xavier, who leaned against the wall with his phone in his hand. He pushed it into his pocket the moment he noticed me."How are you feeling?" His kind, blue eyes met and held my stare. "Fine," I said sharply as his mouth tipped i
"Fuck off, demon. She's not yours to toy with and in no condition to deal with your games," Saint grunted, settling beside me in nothing more than a pair of loose-fitting shorts. "Inhale," he ordered, holding the joint to my lips. I licked my chapped, blood-covered lips, and he sighed, nodding to the men leaning against the wall, silently watching us. "She needs water, more blood, and that fucker's head. In that order, gentlemen." "I'll grab water," Phenrys announced, pushing off the wall."I'll get more blood," Bowen snorted, following him out of the room."I'll help Ezekiel convince Cole Van Helsing that we need his assistance to go hunting. Lucas couldn't have made it too far off this mountain," Sian stated, nodding toward Ezekiel, who continued staring at me."You're in agony, yet you don't make a sound. You are either very good at hiding the pain, or you've had lots of time to master it, little girl. How much pain have you known in your lifetime to hide that emotion from your pre
Saint entered the shower a few moments later, grabbing the shampoo to lather my hair. Eryx joined us, and they worked together, silently cleaning my battered body. Saint pulled me against him, turning me toward Eryx, who peered down at my body with a murderous look dancing in his gaze. "We find Lucas, and we return what he did to her tenfold, Saint," he growled, his midnight gaze sliding up to meet mine. "Agreed," Saint whispered, holding me carefully as Eryx used a soft cloth towash my body. They worked like they'd done this before, helping one another to ease the pain. My eyes closed against the dark blotches swimming in my vision.I gasped, screaming as Eryx washed between my thighs. Air refused to reach my lungs as I fought against him cleaning my sex, riddled in shallow cuts.His jaw clenched, and pain filled his eyes."She may have internal damage," Eryx admitted.Saint's hands tightened around my chest, and his lips brushed against my shoulder. He was prepared to subdue me if
BraelynI could hardly walk, but I wouldn't allow anyone to help me. It wasn't pride or something else forcing me forward. It was that I wanted nothing to do with any of them. Saint abandoned me in that container, choosing to give others the responsibility for my care. I thought Lucas was my friend, but I was so very wrong. He watched me being strung up to die, cut multiple times, and returned to continue the torture. The alphas I'd spent my entire life focused on protecting and providing for stood idle while I was left in a dark hole to die.We passed through the gates, and my gaze slid over the wolves that watched us with curiosity. After a moment, they turned, giving me their backs, albeit hesitantly. My heart clenched, knowing that whatever Saint was selling, they'd bought it. Turn your back on an alpha was a show of disrespect, saved for those who had betrayed the pack. Fuck them, too, then.My attention shifted to Toralei, who watched me with horror-filled eyes. I could imagine
Carleigh would probably help him free her so that she could get back into my bed. Hellhounds were territorial, and she'd made no secret about her inten- tion, even after I'd turned her down repeatedly. Hell, I'd even invited Eryx to join me with her, and she still hadn't gotten the message that we weren't exclusive.It took an hour and a half to reach the lodge, and the moment we landed, Toralei was there screaming at me. I watched her marching up to me, poking her finger into my chest as her rage filled the air between us. "Where is she?" she demanded, hair wild and messed as if she'd been run- ning her fingers through it in anger. I slid my gaze over her face, noting the way her nostrils flared, and her pupils dilated."Where the fuck is who?" I countered, watching her face turn a mottled shade of red. "Braelyn! What the hell did you do with her, asshole?""She's in her fucking room, Toralei. Point that finger at me again, and I'll fucking rip it off." "Liar! She is not in her fucki
Saint - A few hours earlierI stood in the hallway, outside one of the many medical wards that held families uniting with their loved ones. Eryx stood across from me, speaking with a medic that had spent countless hours in the last two weeks tending to the chil- dren we'd found on the mountain. I'd spent a week here when we'd caught a lead on another smuggling ring and handled it before preparing to head back up the mountain. I'd needed the time away from Braelyn to let the anger I'd felt dissipate. I knew what everyone wanted and what was required. Putting Brae down, though, the idea left me cold and dead inside.She'd known about the killing fields, which meant she'd fucking known it was filled with boxes of victims. Fucking children that were helplessly awaiting torture. It would be endless with their immortality kicking in; even as young as they were, they'd heal if their tormentors didn't take shit too far.It had knocked me back, knowing she'd been aware of the children buried i
Days went by, and still, no one came to get me out of the dark hole in which they had left me alone. By the seventh day, I'd given up hope of anyone coming to retrieve me. Did the pack not realize that I was gone? Or had Saint made them see what a monster I was? On the eighth day, I was lying on the floor be- tween the bodies when a blinding light disturbed the container.Lifting my arm. I tried to block out the light as someone jumped down, and then pain ripped through me. I gasped, rolling into a tight ball as a booted foot connected with my stomach. Something metal slammed into my head, and then consciousness faded away.When I awoke, it was to being propped up on something small. Opening my eyes, I stared at the shadowy figure in front of me. Blood coated my head, and I tasted it inside my mouth. I inhaled, trying to scent who was in the cart with me, but only the stench of blood and death filled my nose.Turning my head, I screamed as something sliced through my shoulder and thro