My footsteps echoed as I barrelled down the corridor beyond the courtroom. I wanted to leave that room behind me as soon as I could, wanting to get away from the accusatory stares, the whispers, the demeaning words.My anger and sadness were like wildfires that consumed me from within, and it needed release.All I wanted was to be free again.The accusing gazes of the Wolf Elders haunted me, but it was Noah's deafness to my choices that cut me the deepest. In that moment, I yearned for freedom from this mental prison he seemed to have placed me in.I couldn't bear to stay in the pack house if this kind of treatment would continue.And yet, I couldn't bear to stay away from my mate.It was as though the Moon Goddess was playing games with my happiness. I would never be truly free until I left the pack house, and yet if I left, the ache of being away from Noah would consume me.My footsteps were heavy with frustration as I reached my room. Quickly I slipped into the room, locking the do
Myra's POVAlmost immediately, an image of my mother flashed before my eyes. The small smile she'd given me in the morning when I went out to find those herbs. Her face several weeks later, rotten and grotesque in death.But I pushed that thought away, focusing on that single touch of Noah's lips on mine. I should have thought about my mother. I should have remembered the words those people had said about me in the courtroom, but my head seemed to be occupied by Noah and him alone. I didn’t care about anything else at that moment. All my thoughts, all my focus were on one thing—the needy, desperate throb between my legs.Noah slid one hand from my waist to smooth it up my ribcage to my breasts. My nipples were already stiff, poking through the rough fabric of my towel. He slowly cupped my breasts, and his palms were filled with my warm, resilient flesh.I slid my hands down the muscles of his belly to the waistband of his trousers. He wasn’t wearing a belt and the material of the tro
Noah's POVWhen I woke again, the first thing I saw was Myra's limp body beside me. The sun filters in from the window above through the curtains, painting her features with a warm, golden hue. There she was, sleeping peacefully beside me, her breathing gentle and steady. It was a wonder that she could be so peaceful in her sleep, despite all the turmoil that seemed to surround us from every corner. I couldn't help but admire every detail, from the way her dark hair framed her face to the clear, untroubled skin that seemed to radiate an inner peace. Her eyelids fluttered as I stared at her, and she muttered something in her sleep. She was a vision of serenity, and a strange sense of calmness washed over me as I watched her.At that moment, I had never felt so at ease, as if all my troubles had melted away during the period of our sex. For a while, I stood there, simply watching her sleep, cherishing the quietude that had settled in my heart.I lifted a hand and gently caressed her c
"What do you mean?" I asked as we walked on, past the corridors of the pack house and towards the front door. The entire pack house seemed to have emptied out: I knew that all the guards and maids were at the scene of the execution."The crowd...." Colin paused as we reached the front door. "Let's just say news about your supposed rebellion has spread like wildfire, and people aren't too happy with you."After these words, Colin pushed the front door open and walked out. I followed him closely, pondering on his words. "They're ready to tear down the entire pack house if Julian is eventually killed, Alpha." Colin continued."Well, that's the whole essence of the execution, isn't it?" I growled, walking on."Alpha...." Colin called, reaching out to hold me back. His expression was strained and full of worry. "Do you not think you should think this execution through before doing it? Killing that man might be a tad too much—""Do you know what he did?" I snapped, cutting Colin off. I ste
Myra's POVI watched Noah go with Colin, my heart thudding with all the worries I'd carried around for days now—weeks, even.Noah closed the door behind me: the sound was like a harsh finality to the decision I knew he was going to make. He would kill Julien, and there was nothing I could do to change it.And nothing, at that moment, felt more depressing.I'd chosen to avoid the whole execution, because I knew what would happen. My skin was anything but tough, but I'd been forced to endure the physical and emotional abuse from a wolf pack that was supposed to be my home.I stood by the window, my eyes fixed on the courtyard below where the execution was taking place. My room's window offered a direct view, and I couldn't tear my gaze away from the grim spectacle unfolding before me. Fear gripped my heart, not for the man about to face execution, but for what this event might unleash..People were gathered around, forming a dense circle with the execution block in the middle. I could s
Myra's POVThe room was charged with tension as Reyna's mother's fingers inched closer to my throat. My heart raced, fear tightening its grip around me. But just before her touch could become a reality, the door burst open with a powerful force, and Noah's thunderous voice filled the room."What the hell is going on in here?" he roared, his rage like a living, breathing thing.He stood at the door, long hair billowing around his shoulders in one dark cloud. His stormy grey eyes darkened as they darted from me to Reyna's mother, then back to me."What was she trying to do to you, Myra?" He demanded. "Answer me!""I—" I started, but Reyna's mother quickly interrupted me.She withdrew her hand from my neck, her eyes narrowing in defiance. "I'm just trying to make her see reason, Noah. This Omega is nothing but trouble."Noah's eyes bore into Reyna's mother with an intensity that made even me shiver. "How dare you touch her?"The elderly woman turned to Noah, her hands fisted at her sides
Noah's POVI followed Colin through the pack house, as he led me outside. About a dozen soldiers were already waiting at the door, and they straightened as we walked out, giving stiff salutes.I turned to Colin, feeling anger stir within me. "Where are those bastard wolves?"Colin pointed to his left. "Our sentries at the west border spotted them slowly approaching from afar. They quickly sent word to me. By now, they should be close to us."Without waiting for him to say another word, I turned to the west border and stormed in that direction, Colin and the rest of the guards closely behind me.In no time I got to the border, which was braceleted by a thin expanse of trees. I could see several members of our troops, hiding behind trees with their swords and weapons unsheathed. Another number of soldiers had changed into their wolf forms, standing just beyond the expanse of trees, their brindling bodies rippling with suppressed lycan energy.I took a spot, crouching behind a tree, and
Noah's POVI left Colin at the pack's border, coordinating what was left of our troops. We hadn't sustained much casualties, and it was safe to say that we had won the battle.I moved into the trees, walking by myself silently. I could still hear the words of that rogue wolf who had called himself the Reckoning. It was as though his presence was right behind me, still whispering the words like a faint, depressing echo. I could stand whatever he had said about me, but I wasn't sure I could stand what he'd said he would do to Myra.Slowly I turned to the pack house. My body was still pulsating from the intensity of the battle, and I felt a renewed urgency to ensure Myra's safety. The reckoning's words echoed in my mind, and I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to this threat than met the eye.As I entered the foyer of the pack house, I saw Myra standing by a window on the far end, her gaze fixated outside. She must have witnessed the battle from her vantage point, and I coul