Caine searched the clusters of medics and cops for one person, the woman who was kidnapped according to what he was told. The only survivor and the victim of a sex trafficking lord. But that was not the only thing weird today. Alpha Nathaniel called earlier about an hour ago to report that he heard Kiara, his missing Luna, on the phone. When he tracked down the location, it was the same as the lady who spoke to the 911 operator before being cut off abruptly. He later discovered it was the same person who used Jessica's cell phone, which was mysteriously found there and out of place. Asking for directions, he approached where she was being treated. Her health report showed severe dehydration and malnourishment, amongst a head concussion, and multiple lacerations due to some inflicted trauma of some sort. Nathaniel was conflicted as he wanted to confirm if truly she was the Luna; Caine wasn't exactly sure how the Luna would find herself in a sex trafficking cartel. He doesn't want to
Lena rested her head on the window, watching quietly as the car drove alone on the empty road, no other car in sight. She feared for her life and kept chiding herself about how she trusted a stranger because he supposedly knew Xander. What if he is lying? Xander never mentioned any detective or anyone apart from his sister. She knew nothing much about his work life, well, apart from the fact he once worked with a Mafia of some sort, which he left and was being troubled for leaving. It makes her wonder how he would ever be friends with a detective. The detective was in the police though, assuring some safety at least. He turned at the next turn, and she soon found herself in a neighbourhood; it was a suburb. He parked along a lane, and the car came to a halt. Passing a glance at her, he said, “We are here, Luna.“ She snapped out of her thoughts and watched blankly as he exited the car. She unstrapped herself from the seat belt and pushed the door open; he stood just outside the doo
He is looking for you, everyone is at this point. I am afraid you are at the point where your past and present collide. You are deliberately ignoring them.“ Kiara sighed at her. “Because none of those things represent me now.“ Lena asserted. “You are afraid, aren't you?“ Kiara was her, she knew exactly what she felt. But was she Kiara? Everyone who knew her called her that. She wanted so badly to know who she was. Her family, her name, her identity now she was this close to knowing what she was, but she was scared of it. “I am scared, you are right. Xander is the reason, I can't leave him, he is part of my life now.“ She can't imagine how distraught he would be when he finds out she has another life on the other side that might be calling to her. “You have to choose and fast. Things might unfold just how you fear and there's little you can do to change. And I might not be here for long.“The last parts of her words were said in whispers but Lena heard her. “You can't be serious,”
Jack let a string of curses irking her. “Call me when you ready for some business.“ Selena cut the call. Her heart racing at the antic she just played. Trying to calm her breathing down she took a deep breath. *** Selena ate nervously losing her appetite mid-way as she anticipated a message or a call from Jack, anything. She needed to know the address of Estoc's penthouse to stop him and avoid her being used against Xander. She glanced at the bare screen once more and there was nothing from him. Afraid she might have scared him away she tried calling thinking of renegotiating with him, but she guessed she would come off as desperate and reluctantly she dropped the phone down wanting to hear from Jack first. They needed her to execute their plans, without her it wouldn't hold at all as they planned to use her to lure Alexander to them and be his weak point. Exploit his vulnerability, she was his vulnerability, they knew that and she lived it. She knew Xander would do anything
Selena rolled on the bed for the umpteenth time unable to get a good night's sleep. Despite the painkillers she was given she had trouble sleeping, well that and Jack. She desperately wanted a response, anyone. A decline or a firm yes. Her eyelids fluttered awake as she jutted off her bed, a depressing dull headache throbbing behind her eyes. Desperate for some water, she flicked on the lamp and struggled out of the bed. She was wearing the hoodie that the Detective promised in the wardrobe. She rose from the bed gently and plodded towards the door to her room cautious for no absolute reason she looked at the hallway to be sure the detective wasn't along the hallway and went out closing the door behind her. Her feet found her way to the kitchen without turning on the switch, she glanced around for a fridge and found a mini one resting on the wall adjacent to the counter about going there, her legs bumped into something. A look down and she found the guilty little thing. The dog
“I have been, it feels like an eternity away from them. I have been through hell trying to get out of there. I never thought I could but I did anyway. Being back home would return me some sense of sanity.“ She said in a breath, the anticipation to get back home reflected within. “I am sure everyone would be happy to see you back.“ Lena looked at him oddly, he spoke to her from a place of familiarity. “Do you know me?“She asks, curiosity laden behind her gaze. “It would be a crime not to. The Alpha would be here to get you himself, he would be so pleased, he has long missed you and has been searching for you since you went missing.“ She smiled at him, but it wasn't a heartfelt one as she was confused. She didn't know who he was. Have never seen him before as well? Was he referring to Alexander? Was he looking for her? She hid the phone she stole from Fred's dead body in her pockets once she found a quiet place she would make a call to him. Though she can't recall his number, she
Selena rolled on the bed for the umpteenth time unable to get a good night's sleep. Despite the painkillers she was given she had trouble sleeping, well that and Jack. She desperately wanted a response, anyone. A decline or a firm yes. Her eyelids fluttered awake as she jutted off her bed, a depressing dull headache throbbing behind her eyes. Desperate for some water, she flicked on the lamp and struggled out of the bed. She was wearing the hoodie that the Detective promised in the wardrobe. She rose from the bed gently and plodded towards the door to her room cautious for no absolute reason she looked at the hallway to be sure the detective wasn't along the hallway and went out closing the door behind her. Her feet found her way to the kitchen without turning on the switch, she glanced around for a fridge and found a mini one resting on the wall adjacent to the counter about going there, her legs bumped into something. A look down and she found the guilty little thing. The dog
Selena glanced at the window, looking down, her mind trying to convince her legs it wasn't too high to jump down from, it didn't work quite well. She was rather, well, in conflict. Her eyes shut as she shook her head trying to convince herself she could truly jump from the high window without breaking her bones. She was sure of it, her body just needed to think so as well. Without thinking one more time about her intentions, she dangled her left leg across the open window, a puff escaped her mouth as she tried to calm her racing heart a bit. Her right leg met the other, gently she turned around to face the structures holding the windows together and the wall, jumping was dangerous but she could gently lower herself down. She pushed her feet longer than they were trying to cling on to the wall but the ground was still a few meters away from her. Without giving it one last thought, she loosened her grip from the window but not without removing her gun from her pocket and she fell.
She closed her eyes tight when she noticed she was in the air instead of falling. Her chest still rose and fell as her nostril greedily dragged in the air. Why wasn't she falling anymore? She felt the soft breathing of a familiar man“Xander,” she mutters, her eyelids fluttering open. “Selena.“ He smiled as their forehead touched, his free arm holding her tightly against him. The strain and muscle pull his right arm suffered was nothing compared to the joy of holding her alive in his arms.A tear slipped out of her eye. “My trust belongs to you, Xander. Only you. I don't care how many wrongs you might have done against my people in the past, one thing is certain you've redeemed yourself.“ Xander pressed a desperate kiss on her forehead, her hair strands smeared on his face. “I won't fail you. I promise.“ A loud voice echoed from above the cliff, “Kiara!“ Nathaniel. Selena felt her chest tighten in guilt. Why was she hiding the truth from Xander, she was so scared for their love,
Xander turned around, finding it odd that Lena hadn't come since. He ignored Nathaniel's ramblings as to whether she was his mate or what not. “Selena!“ He yelled for her but only silence met him.His eyes met the spot where Jack was supposedly unconscious but odd enough His body wasn't there. His mind alarmed and alert, he brought out his Glock and walked towards different sections of the house, about to go to the back when…Jack's voice echoed through the house. Xander found himself pausing his steps up the stairs, gently he turned his neck to see him, and his world stopped.“Selena.“ A whisper left his lips.“You forgot too soon Alexander, that I hate you more than Estoc does and I yearn for your pain more than he wants your blood.“ A wide smile was strewn on his face. “Kiara!” Nathaniel rushed forward, desperate to get to Estoc. “Careful, wolfman you come any closer I blow her head off.“ He revealed the gun behind her head. Selena seemed unconscious, her frail body dragged on
Xander stared at the dark wolf watching Selena intently, he found it unbelievable to fathom a beast just saved her from Jack's to kill her. It seemed too aware of its surroundings. Eyes flickering at every one occasion before returning it to Lena who was packed with shock. He drew her closer to his chest, aware of how traumatic the situations his past introduced her to were. But for the first time she wasn't drowning in his touches, she was rather stoic, her gaze following the dark beast around. The dark wolf turned around, dragging a dead guard towards a pillar, it then stood behind it and slowly became invisible.After some minutes had passed a man emerged from it, wearing the guard's trousers that wrapped tightly around his thighs and groin. He was muscular, his muscles ripped and taut, his biceps flexing as he walked forward. His face was the only part of his body that hadn't properly shifted. Xander watched him aware instantly of who he was, a shifter but by far the biggest h
Jack felt his world blurring up as he only looked into her eyes, he couldn't look away even if he wanted to. It was like she had him in some kind of trance. “Do you want me to show you how I killed Fred?“ Selena said in a whisper.Estoc watched as the scene unfolded before him, he did nothing but watch. Jack never mentioned Alexander's lover is just as dangerous as him.He wanted so badly to put a bullet through her, the need was greater than the urge to end Alexander. Both are irritating. One thing he never expected was she to be equally as strong and a challenge to deal with. He expected her to be this weak woman that Xander desperately wanted to save. Except he guessed more work has to be put into making her his preferred version of her. He cares less whether Fred brought her or whether she had him killed. She was here. That is the main deal.~~~Xander sat his box on the floor, running his fingers through his knives and selecting his best ones, before tucking his Glock. Maybe he
Xander paced restlessly around the guard Quarters as he stood outside, the headguard noticed him.“You look new.“ He said.Xander hummed in response not wanting to push the conversation further but the headguard who goes by the name Gideon was relentless.“You were employed today?“ He asked. “Yes.“ Xander replied, feigning a smile.“Hmm,” Gideon remarked. “I guess Sam was fired. You might not know Sam. He was a good fellow, you know but he had a drinking issue.” Xander nodded, fully aware of who Sam was. And what mysteriously happened to Sam?“Excuse me, I've got somewhere to be.“ Xander excused himself about leaving the head guard's presence when he got called back by the damn man. “What now?“ He said through gritted teeth, shocking the guard mildly.“You are not allowed to go beyond the premises at night.“ The guard said.“Whose orders?“ Xander asked, his temper rising.“Jack and the damn owner of this place.“ Xander drew closer to the man, till he withdrew slightly, a frightene
Xander drew his cap low to cover his face as he strolled around Estoc's home premises making sure not to pass out as suspicious. His disguise to look as big as the former guard was Ehhh…? Okay. He made do with the little resources his hands reached. The small round belly he gave himself fell each time off his toned abs, and his slender muscled form didn't quite resemble the bulky form of the former guard but he didn't plan on disguising himself for long. He just needed one night to confirm Selena was here and safe. He feared for her more than her, and this wasn't a risk if he had done much worse. His one prayer now was that Estoc or Jack didn't pay the guards too much attention to notice any oddity in their looks. The sound of man's shoes scratched against the gravel of the ground. Making Xander pause on his feet and listen. The legs moved further one more time, and this time oddly closer to where he stood. A voice spoke out and he instantly recognized the owner of that voice.
Xander couldn't stop the voice ringing in his head, "You need to protect her." He reached the ward door and pushed it open slowly. For the first time, his eyes landed on the woman he rescued the night before, she was different from the bloodied dying woman covered in mud. His legs trudged closer to observe her closer, something felt different in the air. And she was the cause. She was like an angel and a peaceful one in her unconscious state. Her pale golden skin reflected against the rays of the sun softened by the curtains while silky long dark hair rested past her shoulders, some falling in little strips of hair on her oval-shaped angelic face. Her skin looks smooth and flawless except for a noticeable depression on her right nostril, which made her nose look more pinched and aquiline. His eyes roamed over her face, her little plump lips parted slightly in sleep. Above her brows where the big bump with an acute cut was, was wrapped in a bandage. Xander couldn't explain why
L Nathaniel alighted from his car before walking into a coffee store, he was tired and groggy. And he needed to use a restroom to freshen up a bit. A strong coffee won't be bad. He found a place closest to the window. His eyes roamed about the streets on the outside of the environment as he tried to absorb more into his new noisy environment. He took a sip of the freshly brewed coffee he was offered, sipping contentedly, his mind going back to Kiara in a restless manner. Though he still perceived her scent strongly, it was like she was everywhere but nowhere, pockets of her here and pockets of her movement elsewhere. He would only be moving in circles if he didn't catch a direct glimpse of her soon. Tense for no exact reason he breathed in deeply to calm his senses, before running fingers into his hair. A loud chaos outside caught his attention and screams and pockets of loud whispers soon turned into chattering. “The car would run her over.“ He heard a man say. Nathaniel intrigu
Lena felt like crying, she was so clueless and outrightly deceived by a goddess. She felt the evening cool air swirl around her, her hair billowing in the wind and she knew who was about to make herself appear. The air felt charged and electrified, her abdomen region burning for some reason. She closed her eyes at the pain and dust swirling in the air. Soon her bright white appearance formed in front of her eyes. Her body was covered in white glowing tattoos, and her hair billowed in the air, her eyes weren't as ferocious as Lena expected them to be instead they had a soft expression enamoured to it. “I am sorry.“ The goddess apologized, as tears poured down Selena's eyes. She was shaking with emotions she didn't know existed. Her reality and her fate weren't in her hands. She never had a choice in the beginning. All this while she wore the furs of a wolf that couldn't even help her when she was kidnapped, refused to help when she was almost killed by Fred, and let her be awa