THIRD PERSON P.O.V Frank used the magic ball to disappear before the she-wolf did more damage. After the smoke disappeared, he realized he was at the meeting point just outside the pack’s line. He looked around for Danny and Mac, but no one was in sight. He tried to move and remembered his leg. "Stupid bitch and her big ass mouth," Frank cursed while trying to hop to a nearby tree. Frank looked around and finally found a stick large enough to carry some of his weight. Finding the tree with their hidden clothes, Frank only saw one other set, so at least one of his brothers made it back. While trying his best to dress with a broken leg, Frank contemplates his day. He should have faked being sick, but that wouldn’t have worked with this crew. Everybody had to pull their weight no matter what, and the money was always good. He was trying to think of a way to get back to Nas and his crew when the smell of blood hit his nose. The smell was familiar, so he slowly hopped to find the source
ISAIAH After parting ways with Isabella and Jace, I linked my border patrol to keep a lookout for Zira and possible rogues. She was a hunter, so I wasn’t too worried, but she’d never been in a real fight before. I shifted into Devon and ran towards the woods. He picked up her scent, which led us to her torn dress and necklace. I picked up the necklace and continued. I passed a few brutally assaulted trees and took a moment to sniff out the area. I groaned, knowing my mother was going to fuss about all this. "Damn, you break a girl’s heart, and she becomes an artist," joked Hunter as his werewolf, Leon, came from behind me. "Not now, you ass." I was pissed. More at myself than anyone else. All day I was consumed by my mate. Not giving one thought about Zira. She had been perfect this past week, and I was wrapped in someone else’s arms. "This wouldn’t have happened if you had listened to me," Devon growled. "Oh, please. You like being in Nina’s company just as muc
ISAIAH "Zira, you had me worried," Isabella said. She was the first to run out, reaching out for her before Zira stopped her. "No," Zira snapped, stepping away. "Please don’t." I watched her react to Isabella. Her shoulders tensed when she felt me get closer. "Zira, I-" "It doesn’t matter," she said, turning towards us. Isabella gasped at the sight. Her body was bruised and dirty. There were long claw marks on both sides of her shoulders. She had mud plastered on her body from head to toe. She noticed us staring, and a blush spread across her cheeks. I knew this was unusual for her, but she held her head high and walked past us. I
ZACKWatching Isabella and the rest leave, I pulled out the switchblade left behind by the rogue. It had an insignia of a one-eyed werewolf carved on the side. This may give me a clue about where this rogue was from. I returned to the pack house to check on Alaia and saw Mary pacing back and forth by the steps. Occasionally, she would look up the steps."Um, are you okay?" I asked, making her jump at my voice."Oh, Alpha Zack. How are you this evening?" She said with a bow and continued to look down at the floor.I didn’t respond right away. Usually, silence can reveal a lot about a person. After a few awkward moments, Mary glanced up at me, then back down. Yep, she was hiding something.
ZACK **PRESENT** I reached the top floor and used my werewolf senses to sniff out which room she was in. I mentally prepared myself for whatever was on the other side. I wasn’t sure what I would do if she were up to no good. What more could I do? I took the one thing that made her evil, and yet I still feel it wasn’t enough. I took a deep breath and opened the door. The room was empty. I looked around for anything suspicious and only found a black box on the floor. Before I could inspect it, Alaia appeared from the bathroom. She stopped in her tracks and looked at me. "What do you want, brother?" she asked. A towel was in her hands, and I could faintly smell blood.
ALAIAIt took everything in my power to control my anger toward my brother. It subsided for a moment when he called me ‘Lia.’ Only a little. It’s been a while since I heard that nickname. Aside from that, he was very good at getting in my way, almost like a sport for him. I walked back into the bathroom to clean my mess before Isaiah came back.I was watching the events unfold in the bathroom mirror moments before. With a bit of blood magic and Zira’s choker, I kept her from shifting. Unfortunately, I didn’t account for her werewolf being as strong as she was. I could see the glow of my necklace slowly diminishing as I tried to hold onto the magic.Every attempt her werewolf made to break through made me a bit weaker. There were a few close moments when I thought the
ALAIA I blinked a few times before looking away. I decided the cup of water in front of me was more interesting as I cleared my throat. "You are invading my personal space, so everything is fair game." "I hope that goes both ways," he said with a smile. Mirja returned to drop off his drinks, and he slid one my way. "Take your time with that sweetheart. Might be a bit strong for ya." I stared at him and took the shot in one gulp. It burned like hell, and I instantly regretted it, but I composed myself, not wanting to look inexperienced. "It’s Alaia, not sweetheart," I said when I could breathe. The shot was disgusting, and my mouth had a slight tingling sensation. He laughed softly, and I w
ISAIAH I slowly opened my eyes, and instantly, my favorite cinnamon and apple scent filled my lungs. Then, I remembered I had found my mate yesterday. She was lying right next to me, sound asleep. I couldn’t believe I was lucky enough to find her so early. I expected at least five to ten more years, but this was truly a blessing. Having a Luna only makes the pack stronger, making me a stronger Alpha. Goddess, I sound like my mother, I thought, rolling my eyes. That would make her day. But, knowing we’re not the biggest pack in the world, I want to make sure we can hold our own, and Alaia could be the key. As I stared at my sleeping beauty, I couldn’t help but think abou