Neil's POVI instinctively hold Amelia's hand tightly, my mate instincts taking over. The only thing on my mind is to protect her and keep her safe. The woman before us clicks her gun, ready to pull the trigger.“We arrived here by accident and we'll leave tomorrow.” I point towards the river. The woman takes one long suspicious look at me then at Amelia before she slowly withdraws her gun, ensuring there is no loop before she exhales.“It's dangerous out here. Rogues are at their strongest at nights around here. Come, I'll take you to the village where you can at least spend the night before you leave.”I hesitate though, knowing we were on the run before we arrived here by accident, and having a feeling that this might be a trap as well. At first, I thought to decline. It's not wise accepting an offer from a total stranger but Amelia nudges my back, a sign that she's in. I swallow hard as I nod in acceptance. But I know that if things comes to worse, I'll go all out to ensure I kee
Amelia's POVThe surface of the water in the small pool decorated by beautiful flowers around it, is as smooth as glass, reflecting the light of the single lamp as I mount it on the wall. Sighing in anticipation, I remove my clothes and pile it on a wooden chair across the room and carefully, I descend the worn steps leading into the water. The frigid water laps against my calves, and travels to my hips, my waist and then my shoulders as I reach the bottom of the pool, shuddering in the cold but it feels so refreshing.I shiver in pleasure at the penetrating cold, letting my arms float in the buoyant water as I splash the water against my throat. As my body relaxes, my mind drifts from one thought to another. I wonder how Lorenzo will react to my sudden disappearance; if he will go all out to find me or… if Neil will be in danger when Lorenzo discovers I am with him.But then my thoughts wanders to what it would feel like spending a night with Neil, uninterrupted. Instantly, his scen
Amelia's POVI tremble against him, my body slick and weightless in his arms. Through the blur of my wet lashes, I see his face next to mine — his eyes are dark and hungry as his hands slide up my wet body. His skin is impossibly hot against my hands as I slide my hands into his shirt down his chest.“Amelia,” Neil calls my name, his voice barely audible. “You're driving me insane,” he says in the same voice. Slowly, he drops me back in the water and pries at the buttons on his shirt. Smiling, I try to help him, our fingers slipping and tangling beneath the surface of the pool.When his chest goes bare, I draw my hands down his chest, circling his nipples, with sensations washing across my insides and I feel something pour between my thighs.“Hurry,” I urge, spreading kisses over his face and neck. My tongue enters his mouth, circling his until he gives a laughing groan and yanks more roughly at his pants. The fastening gives way, allowing his erection to spring free. Neil takes the o
Lorenzo's POVI kick against the chair next to me as I run my fingers through my hair in frustration. I stare angrily at the ruins of my once elegant penthouse as thoughts of what my last hit on the Farem group would be floods my mind. I've eliminated their godfather — whoever did... and this annoying piece of shit, their capo will be next. I'll make sure I torture her to death once I get my hands on her.Empty bullets and shattered glasses lay everywhere as I step through the room. Instantly, I sight a body on the floor move. Few Farem group members that had taken the risk of stepping into my house were roughly attacked and killed, until we succeeded in wearing out the group. But I know they won't stop there.Quickly, I step toward the body and grab him by the collar as I pull him closer to me, my rage instantly taking control. He coughs out blood and more keeps coming. His eyes are shut tightly and I realize I should do whatever I have to because his life is already thin."Where is y
Amelia's POV"Let's enjoy tonight first," Neil says as he places a kiss on my forehead, then draws me deeper into his chest. Even with the warmth of his chest, I feel something bad is about to happen. Although Neil is right here with me, I feel as if we are worlds apart, like something is taking him away from me. Yet, I can't place a finger on what it actually is. I've had thoughts about what Lorenzo's next line of action would be, but I also for some reason feel this might be Neil's death. The thought of it make my heart skip a beat.I raise my head a bit to stare into Neil's calm face. His eyes are shut and his face radiates this soothing look of satisfaction and calmness. Yet, I get this disturbing feeling that this isn't going to last for long. Slowly, I lift my fingers to stroke his cheek, gulping down the thought of being separated from him or losing him. I shut my eyes as I welcome his soft breath across my forehead, to the fingers of sleep. ****I wake up to the sound of an e
Neil's POVThe rogues keep coming, one by one until I'm surrounded. And I do not want to shift, not in this condition; when the Arkans are struggling to eliminate all the wolves - I might be perceived as a rogue. Yet I feel my wolf power rising within me with Sphinx barking dangerously within me at the omegas. But rogues does not know an alpha, they attack whoever they perceive as an enemy aggressively. So, trying to control them using my alpha power will result to nothing.Sphinx tries to push out; my face momentarily shifts to his but I suppress him. Instantly, I will my canines out and I feel my teeth elongate and sharpen. I extend my claws and crouch, ready to pounce on the wolves circling me. The first wolf attacks, impatiently. I duck its attack, crouching under it as it is in midair. I slash its abdomen rapidly, and pounce to the other side before its gore splattered on the floor. A snarl escapes my lips as I bare my canines at the remaining wolves. All of them comes at me at
Amelia's POVI stand weakly in the centre of the wolves. My knees give in to fear as I drop to the floor. The wolves circling me barks viciously with snarls as one of the them pounces next towards me. I shut my eyes, accepting my fate as a snack to the wolves. I can't remember if I'm still breathing.I open my eyes at the right time to find a large muscular dark wolf, counter-attacking the first wolf. The second wolf splits the first wolf into two and it drops to the floor as its thick gore splatters even across my face.I hold my breath as the wolf that had just emerged roars — growling loudly at the other three wolves. Confused, I try to understand if this second wolf is actually protecting me or trying to claim me as his own snack. The thought of it sends my breath racing as the second wolf which is the largest of all the wolves cuts and rips the other three wolves almost in a blur... before I could blink. I could barely recover my breath as the three wolves finally drops to the fl
Neil's POVI have to stop Amelia in any way possible; but for some reason, I couldn't move. I watch her step away from me. I feel my heart shatter into a thousand pieces... it feels almost like rejection. Am I being rejected the second time? I can't be rejected again! No. I have to speak to Amelia one more time; to tell her what being a werewolf entails. I am not an animal. I am only a supernatural and I'll promise her... she'll love my world. She won't get hurt around me. I'll assure her of her safety. Just the way there are bad and ruthless humans, and good humans as well; so are there in the wolf world. The only difference is ability and motives. Karl had succeeded in giving her a bad impression about wolves... All thanks to him, Amelia has left me.My heart beats rapidly as I make after Amelia, hoping to find her. I run after her, still in my human form. My eyes scour the forest for any sign of Amelia as the dark night slowly gives way to a cold, misty morning. Yet, not even Ameli
Neil's POVIt's almost a week now and I've been mourning him, loathing myself for his demise.I felt empty, weak and powerless as he was cremated six feet into the ground. I will bear this scar, this burden all my life, as the one who killed his brother. I can't come to accept any other truth, knowing this would not have happened if I had given thought to what mother said few weeks ago about my brother's disappearance. I should have gone in search of my brother and maybe I would have saved him earlier.But now, there seems to be more to this than just losing him to the monster I am yet to know. A monster that operates with shadow and is as dangerous as hell, capable of possessing the soul of a werewolf.I have to dig into this.Who are the 'they' that are coming? And why do they want to wipe all werewolves? His voice is still in my head.A thin line of tear rushed down my face as I stared at his grave; every werewolf in Castros pack had come to pay him their last respects, including m
Neil's POV"Scythe!!!" I screamed in fury with everything in me. The hairs on my body rose in anger. My blood was boiling and the only way to stop this is to have Scythe down and have him pay for everything he put the werewolves of Castros pack through."Scythe!!" I roared again. Heira was pacing angrily within me and any moment from now, he will push out.The air suddenly went still and an ominous silence fell among the ruins of the pack. Cold air suddenly rushed in from all sides and strange shadows began to take shape all around me. Scythe's power has increased judging from the last time. There are more larger and thicker lumps of shadow penetrating the air now. It was cloning itself... more than one Scythe stood before me, ready to attack."You called me." His voice was unusually deep and menacing, resounding like thunder in the environment. But I cared less, he can display an array of powers as much as he wants, but he is going down today.With gritted teeth, I pounced forward on
Neil's POVOne blissful, amazing night with my mate and we are both crawled into each other's arms. Her head rested on my chest while she slept. She is my mate, my Luna with a wolf spirit; a healer. Not only is she a werewolf now, she is also a healer. At once, I wished I had turned her earlier and Cole wouldn't have had to go through all of those things in Europe to save me from silver.I am proud of her; first she awakened her wolf successfully after one bite which was very rare, she was also blessed by the moon with such rare power. And I think that is only a tip of the power of blue wolves.As I mesmerized myself with the thought of what it would feel like finally presenting my mate to Castros pack, a voice suddenly screams into my head through the mind-link.Alpha! Where are you? The pack is in chaos! It was my beta, beta Damien.What's wrong? What's happening?It's the shadow assassin! The pack members are disbanding in fear. So many werewolves have been killed. We only managed
Amelia's POVShe was very focused and carefully navigated the woods like she had been here before. Also, she is very fast, I could tell by the amount of wind brushing past her fur. Neil was behind us... wait, not Neil. It's his wolf!I chuckled in excitement. It's getting interesting.Lydia is beautiful, I heard Neil in my head as our wolves sprinted through the wood's undergrowth.She's charming and very interesting. I love her already, I reply as I laughed. We were beating Neil and his wolf in the race. They can't keep up with us; Lydia is extremely fast.And she's unusually fast! Damn! Heira is struggling to match up to her speed! Neil complained and I took the honor to be proud. I heard his wolf purr as he increased his speed.Catch me if you can, Lydia screamed in excitement.We pounced ahead. But Lydia suddenly paused and turned to Heira.Ok, I think we have arrived the end of the game.I stretched my eyes and saw it's a dead end - a cliff. Heira swiftly transformed back to Neil
Amelia's POVMy whole body quaked even while Neil was licking the wound. His hot tongue flapped the bite marks but that didn't stop the storm I felt within. He pulled away and looked into my face. I thought he was going to let go, because he doesn't know when my wolf will arrive but instead his lips found mine.My lips quivered in his mouth as he kissed me, lips first until our tongues were almost set on fire. I could feel my thigh getting slicker as our mouths continued dancing with each other. Yet, my whole body was on fire; starting from the mark Neil has just placed on my neck to the very pit of my stomach. I began to feel so strange, so alien to my body. I gasped into Neil's mouth while he kissed me because the pains were almost choking me, but Neil's powerful arms held me steadily against his chest as he tried to ease the pains.My fingers dug into his back as it felt as if I could merge in with his body. The pains were throbbing my head and pounding in my chest, like my body wo
Amelia's POVI know my name is Amelia. I remember that face; the face I wake up with every morning, right on my mind. I remember his name; he is Neil Morreti. All the memories we ever shared all rushed into my mind; including the sex in the pool at Arkans. I remember he had saved me but I can't remember what happened that he needed to save me in Arkans. I remember that monster, Logan; he cut off my pinky and promised he would send it to Neil, which he did.One distinct thing I also remember is that Neil is not an ordinary human. He has a wolf; a dark haired wolf that is so strong.I couldn't stop myself from imagining what it felt like having a wolf that you could call on, even when you are in danger. I would speak to her, hear her thoughts and opinions and not a soul will know what we are discussing. I would make her my gist mate. I would smell things from afar, hear any little sound like I wish to, become terribly fast and my punch will be strong enough to break enough bones.That f
Amelia's POVI know my name is Amelia. I remember that face; the face I wake up with every morning, right on my mind. I remember his name; he is Neil Morreti. All the memories we ever shared all rushed into my mind; including the sex in the pool at Arkans. I remember he had saved me but I can't remember what happened that he needed to save me in Arkans. I remember that monster, Logan; he cut off my pinky and promised he would send it to Neil, which he did.One distinct thing I also remember is that Neil is not an ordinary human. He has a wolf; a dark haired wolf that is so strong.I couldn't stop myself from imagining what it felt like having a wolf that you could call on, even when you are in danger. I would speak to her, hear her thoughts and opinions and not a soul will know what we are discussing. I would make her my gist mate. I would smell things from afar, hear any little sound like I wish to, become terribly fast and my punch will be strong enough to break enough bones.That f
Neil's POVI was shocked to the bone marrow. Not once did Amelia stir as her eyes continued piercing mine inquisitively."Is he the bad guy who cut my finger with a knife and laughed while I cried?" She raised her stubby pinky to me and pouted her lips, ready to tear up.I was short of words. She remembered Logan, Karl, me and every other thing except Lorenzo. She doesn't remember the man who was ruthless and cruel to her in the name of marriage. She doesn't remember how he killed her parents or how he led her to the altar and proceeded with the marriage vows with her. She doesn't remember the mafia boss of Chicago, the one who married her for an heir and made life hard for her. She doesn't remember any of it.But seeing this situation, I am going to seize it. I will make sure she never remembers those horrible nightmares with Lorenzo. She will never remember that Lorenzo ever existed, that he ever lived in her life. And that he was her husband. I will make sure those nightmares are f
Neil's POVThe first thing I did was to get Amelia out of that hospital and take her with me back to America. Cole booked us a room in a hotel to stay and watch out for the time being. The situation in America about being the miscreant who took the lives of hundreds of workers in a refinery explosion hasn't been laid to rest yet. But I am not that bothered about it; now I have all that I want, an undisturbed life with my mate.It was late by the time we arrived America. Amelia was sleeping on my shoulder all through the flight. And she looked so weak and sick. The kind that moves me to pity, but it's not pity speaking. I am not pitying my mate. I am deeply concerned about her condition and if Neil Morreti will survive if he loses her. I'll become a shadow of myself and I may not be what you expect me to be anymore but; a loner who has lost control of his emotions and his whole self. I let her freshen up alone and treat herself to a nice meal.I took Amelia to watch the view around the