Mason's POVI found myself remembering her limp body that was carried away on a stretcher, a mix of emotions rushing through my body. I couldn't still get over the realization that she was pregnant. Was that why she came to the pack? Was she running away? These were questions I asked myself.I straightened my tie, and a tired-looking face with worry lines etched into my forehead greeted me. I bit my lips and rolled my eyes. Finn had been right all along; she had been hiding something. I knew I should probably be relieved that it was just a pregnancy instead of something more tragic, but...Glancing at my wristwatch, I glanced at my reflection again. Were the corners of my tuxedo uneven? I wondered as I tugged at them. Shaking my head at such absurdity, I left the dressing room. Following the sound of soft classical instruments, I soon found myself in the ballroom. The quiet chatters were now audible and no longer drowned in the music.Adjusting the sleeves of my tux, I slowly scanned
I woke up weak and tired. Opening my eyes, I let out a loud yawn, the back of my palms covering my mouth. The last thing I recalled was Mason lifting me up. I still couldn't remember how that had happened."Are you feeling better?" I jerked my head, surprised to find my grandmother sitting beside me, her eyes staring attentively at me. How long had she been there?"A bit tired," I yawned again. "What happened to me?" I managed to ask, now pulling my body into a sitting position."I think you were tired. You fainted at the pack house." Her lips pursed and I knew she had more to say. "You need rest," she added, yet I was convinced those weren't the words on her mind."You need to stop exerting yourself." She stretched her hands to my forehead, checking my temperature, then placed a thermometer into my mouth and brought it out."I know," I murmured, my eyes now heavy with dizziness as they fluttered."You know," she scoffed, "you know you should stay away from Mason, I believe?" She aske
Staring blankly at the corpse in front of me, I could barely outline its features to know who it belonged to. Reynold said it was Violet's, but I didn't want to believe it. Or at least I felt I shouldn't believe what I was seeing. My parents were equally as shocked as I was.The body had been brought to the park house for some sort of identification, on my father's wish, of course. I pinched my nose and looked away, hoping this body wouldn't end up haunting me in my dreams.Because of my doubt, Reynold had added that the body was found a few days after she'd fled the park. On hearing that, my chest had tightened hard, and for a moment I couldn't breathe properly... well, that was a few hours ago.Considering the speed I drove in, it was a miracle I'd managed to drive down to my parent's without getting involved in an accident.Now I sat in the drawing room with my parents, an unexplainable atmosphere hanging in the air and robbing all of us of our proper senses. I felt heavy and tired
It's been days now, and I felt like I was losing my mind. The pack house, usually full of life, was now quiet and sad, mourning the loss of their Luna. Violet had been their light, their joy. She had been everything. Now she was gone."Just stop with the whole pity party. You barely loved her while she was alive," Ares' voice cut through my thoughts like a blade. With every single passing day, he always reminded me of my crime, murder."I think that's enough, Ares," I rolled my eyes, wishing I could see him face-to-face and punch him."Is it?" I could hear the smirk in his voice."I never forced her to leave, did I?" Now I was really pissed."No, you didn't. In fact, you didn't have a hand at all in her death. You're very much innocent," he scoffed, and I gritted my teeth. It was horrible not being able to think clearly in such situations."Fuck off," I hissed.Pulling out my car key, I stepped into my home, which now felt like a house, nothing compared to how it was when Violet was a
ADRIAN Well, no one told me someone can be puking out blood from their mouth without having a high fever and the pulse as normal as an average human.Staring down at Emily, I watched as she creased her brows, pinching the bridge of her nose as she held my hands on her forehead."Can you feel it? It hurts right there," she whined, her blue eyes glistening with tears as she spoke, melting every form of doubt I once had. My heart ached as I watched her fight back the pain. I knew Emily to be a strong girl, and also her body system might differ."I'm so sorry. What can I do to help?" My voice came out as a whisper.Emily sat up straight, her cleavage popping out from the silhouette that she was wearing, and all I could do was recall Violet putting on the same red silhouette, revealing her hot figure and then inviting me to the bed."Quite slutty, isn't she?" Ares wouldn't miss a moment to show his disapproval of Emily."I wish you could spend more time with me. At least I'm still alive,"
Part of me meant what I'd said and yet part of me regretted falling into Rhoda's jeers. I bit my lip as soon as I realized what I'd gotten myself into. "Shit!" I cursed, encouraged by the applause and looks of awe among the crowd. I knew I couldn't back down even if I had the chance. Boy would Grandma Charlotte be mad at me! Nodding my head to ease my tension, I balled my hands into a loose fist. "Come on, you can do this," I reaffirmed to myself. I was scared as hell not because I thought Rhoda stood a chance against me but because I knew my skills were much more sophisticated than hers, I was once marked by an Alpha so apart from my Luna qualities I was pretty much powerful. A loud whistle announced the beginning of the match, Rhoda rolled up her sleeves, her legs slightly set apart so that her knees were facing the direction of her feet. Taking a step further, I was caught off guard when Rhoda leaped in the air towards me causing me to almost lose my balance. I was quick to
The sound of my heart beating erratically could be heard, the sudden cool wind heightening my tension as I gripped the rails tighter. In fact, for a moment everything seemed to pause, everything apart from my thoughts.What did he mean by how many months?Did he know I was pregnant?If he did, how come? Who told him then? I gulped, batting my lashes together."I don't know what you mean," my voice came out as a stutter, betraying my confidence.His cold eyes gawked over me, sending cold chills to run down my spine, his lush brows arched lightly, his blue eyes only read one thing: he was expecting me to say some more.By the moon goddess! Don't tell me he knew. There was no way under the heavens that he was going to know.Long legs took steady strides towards me. With each step he took, my heart felt like it was ripping apart. What would he do?His hands tilted my chin up. "Look here, I don't want to intrude into your private life, but I think you should know what is appropriate and wh
22Rhoda's POV:Why did mason had to butt in at the worst of all times?! I was so damn close to teaching that silly little omega a huge lesson! All It would have taken was one clean swipe to remove her eyes from her head."Argh!" I screamed out, kicking a punching bag so hard. I had to take out my frustrations somehow, and what better way to do that than in a fucking gym?!"She's going to pay for this! For embarrassing me this way in front of everyone!" I seethed in anger, my face completely dark with rage, my hands curled into tight fiats.Mason. For goodness sake why did he have to butt in?! And why now?! He's never shown any interest in any of my fights before. He lets me be, he let's me pummel whoever I want to pummel into the damned ground. Why did he stand up for Violet?! what is so special about that hussy?! Throwing a succession of kicks and blows at the punching bag, I imagined it was Violet's face being assaulted with my fists. If mason had interrupted I'm pretty sure she w