Boarding a ship to Europe did not take long. I enter the ship under a disguise to avoid what happened repeating itself. Going to Europe by ship will take long but that is the only option I have left.I take a sip of the wine and twirled the rest as I sit on the bed in the room I was placed in the ship. My mind returns to Amelia and what have become of her now. My heart shudders and I notice a lump in my throat as I pray she's safe.Talk to her, Heira growls.I have to try the mind-link again. But as I listen for Amelia's reply, I hear her painful gasps and whines...Someone is hurting her!I could feel her pain. She's been hit by someone. My breath comes rising as my throat went dry. I don't know what to do anymore. I brush a furious hand over my hair as my eyes angrily scans the room. I kick the wine glass and the bottle into the wall and the contents spills alongside the glass all over the room. A question screams right into my head; will I be able to save Amelia on time? Why didn't
Neil's POVIt will roughly take two weeks to get to Europe and the thought of it sends my heart flying. What if I lose all chances of rescuing Amelia before the end of the two weeks? Yet, I don't see any other option of getting to Europe. The whole of America wants me and I can't bring myself to face them, not when I am not yet sure of the safety of my mate. I am in a difficult position right now but I'll find a way to navigate all of it.I push a few buttons on the control desk when I suddenly hear someone's voice above the ship and the whirring sounds of engines. My wolf perks up with interest as I look above me, though I can't see what's happening outside the ship from here."Come out now at the count of one... two... three..."I rush outside, careful not to give out my position. The voice sounds so familiar but I can't place where I've heard that voice before. At first, my skin is hit by the chilling night air and next, the headlights from the plane circling the sky above the ship
Amelia's POV Lorenzo has become a demon of himself. All day long, he has me locked up in this room without food or water. Last night was a nightmare... tears rush down my face as I remember that lady's words as she hit me squarely in the face. "The capo brought you here as a slut and a cheap slut is what you'll be here!" She was too strong and fast for me, almost impossible for me to pluck a strand of her hair as she hit me; like she was made and trained for this. Lorenzo had appeared, dragged her by the hair and pushed her aside. "I didn't ask you to touch her. She still remains my wife." When I thought he was finally going to get me out of here, Lorenzo tied me up and dumped me here in this room. "Your mate might take too long to come to your rescue; coming by boat to Europe. Ridiculous," Lorenzo spat. "I would have had a fill of myself on you before he arrives," Lorenzo said in derision as he pulled my face up to look at him. "I'll keep you here. Safe. And as a bait for him whe
Amelia's POVNeil won't listen.I begin to fidget in fear as I try in vain to make Neil look at me at least but he's too focused on his opponent in the ring.His opponent was the first to attack. He leaped on Neil like a frog but Neil casually avoided him, weighing his reflexes and fight skills. He leapt again but Neil slammed his fists into his face which forcefully threw him backwards and out of the ring. It's not about fame but strength. Neil's opponent is famous amongst most of the crowd but Neil is stronger.The crowd screams in shock as Neil's opponent crashed onto the floor outside the stage. For the first time, I feel at ease. It might not be as bad as I thought. Neil might navigate Lorenzo's traps and we'll get out of here soonest.Neil's opponent rose from the floor, a drop of blood on his lip. He sprinted back into the ring. Neil was pacing around the ring, waiting for his opponent to make his come-back.The crowd cheers again as Neil's opponent throws himself at Neil. Whil
Neil's POVHe is much stronger than I thought. And though I had decided not to use any of my wolf abilities in the arena, I was forced to because he was almost unbeatable. I was shocked when his wounds healed and claws formed on his fingers.He's a werewolf too... and a powerful one at that!How many werewolves does Lorenzo have working for him? And how did he get such a powerful werewolf in his fight club?But what I never expected is Lorenzo going back on his word...As I slit Blue blood's throat, I narrowly miss a bullet as it whizzes past my head. I tumble down the stage to take cover as more bullets pierced the air.Suddenly, everything seemed to slow down before me and I could clearly see the bullets rushing above me and on the stage. It was no ordinary bullet. It is made of raw silver.Lorenzo!That bastard!I should have known he won't keep to his word.I told you it was a bad idea, Heira grumbles into my head, but this is not a time for grumbling. I turn to the VIP suite dire
Amelia's POVThe lady forced me forward by pointing a gun into the back of my head. I hold my breath in fear, feeling that metallic object and knowing it will go off if I fail to obey. She kicks the door before me open and pushed me in."Have a seat my lady," she said in derision as she points the gun to an empty sofa where she wanted me to seat. And slowly, I take my seat. We were next to the changing room where I was taken to last night to change my cloth for a dance - thankfully, I disobeyed. Otherwise, last night would have left an indelible mark on me.The lady took her position beside me with her gun still pointing at me. There was tension in the air as my heart raced; it's either Lorenzo or Neil. Lorenzo has silver but Neil is powerful, strong and fast.I gulp heavily as another thought hits my mind; Lorenzo is not the only one in that hall with Neil. There are eight other men against Neil! My eyes clouds with tears as I pray Neil comes out of this unscathed.Then, there was an
Cole's POVI knew she is Neil's mate the moment I set my eyes on her but I couldn't stop that lady on time from ramming her head into the wall. Impulsively, I release two bullets into her chest before rushing over to Amelia who is bleeding profusely on the floor. Her eyes are shut and her breath... she is breathing slowly. Without minding the blood, I pick her up in both arms; hurrying to take her out of here and save her life.By the time I got back to Neil, his body was cold and my breath hitched as I try to push the fact that he might be dead out of my head. There has to be some life left in him. He can't come all these way only to give up in the end. There is silver in his blood and that might be his end. But how do I get the two of them out of here and on time to save their lives? A thought crossed my mind and I quickly pull out my phone."Stabber, I need you down here.""I knew you'd still need my help. The capo is one big slimy fish you could ever deal with." Stabber laughs into
Cole's POVIt didn't take long before I arrived at the hospital and the nurse in charge of Amelia was the first person I met. She asked me to fill a few forms and sign other papers which I did under the guise of Amelia's 'cousin'. I walk to the door to Amelia's ward and there were a few surgeons, three of them hovering above her, trying to keep her stable."It's been like this since I brought her here," I heard Stabber's voice behind and I turned to him. "I've done my part," he continued, "now, I have to go back to business."I nod a thank you at him before turning to the door again as Stabber's footsteps slowly fades into the distance. Slowly, the surgeons walked towards the door, leaving behind a nurse who was giving some finish touches to the transfusion pipes all around Amelia's hand and head.I moved away from the door as the surgeons emerge and I rush towards one of them. "Is she going to be okay?""I'm afraid she's in a very critical state. There are traces of arsenic in her bl
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