POV Aiden Moving the flashlight from one side to the other and back again. I tired retracing my steps. Had I went to the right or more straight, maybe a little of both. Cherry black dots became visible on the ground increasing in number and size as I moved forward. Leaning down I ran a finger across one. “Blood.” Juxes confirmed. This was not like the small pools of dried blood in the first chamber, this was older. Following the increasing drops and streaks of blood my flashlight found the object my foot had earlier. At first I couldn’t make out what it was, moving closer I bent down. It resembled a wet brown paper bag that had been sprayed with dark red dye. Reaching to pick it up my heart sank upon realizing what was in my hand. This is a piece of hide ripped from the flesh. The fibers that used to hold skin to muscle sticking to my fingers as I turned it over chocolate brown hair on the other side unmistakably werewolf. Not much bigger than a piece of paper
POV Aiden Running my thumb over the raised emblem, turning the silver dollar sized coin over and over in my hand. The worrier who had given it to me asked, “What is it Alpha?” “It’s a betrothal pendant.” I said not looking up from the charm. “I don’t know what that is.” He said brows furrowed. “Traditionally the Alpha can claim a mate for their first born son, next in line to be Alpha. It dates back to the first pack, few packs that I know of still honor the barbaric tradition but there are still some out there. It’s meant to purify and keep the bloodline strong. There’s even records of siblings being betrothed to each other when no suitable mate was found. Ignoring the mate bond in hopes of breeding stronger wolves. This pendant isn’t a request, it’s a summons. One of these girls was claimed. Could very well be why they were hiding out here.” “How do you know all this? I’ve never heard of such a thing.” Looking up from the pendent, directly in
POV Eric The last 24 hours have been excruciating, the doctors going back and forth. Disappearing into the windowless operating room with very few updates. Braxton has calmed down which is a relief. Having had a major meltdown when he couldn’t feel her anymore. I started reading up on the different kinds of wolf bonds in hopes of finding some answers for him. One of the books Miss Evens gave me goes into elaborate detail on what’s called a veil bond. Where two or more wolves trapped in the veil can feel each other. Shifting to early is often painful, causing the others still in the veil to share the pain. Braxton seemed satisfied with that answer. Considering he could no longer feel her and she was safe. Fascinated by the lore and legends he pushed me to keep reading. Flipping through the most recent book she had given me “Rare and Mythical Werewolf breeds” a full page drawing caught Braxton’s attention. “What’s that?” He asked. The drawing d
POV Eric Dr. Stevenson walked into the room looking disheveled. “Luna, young Alpha. She’s stable but still unconscious. Alpha had the remains from the cave sent to the morgue. I’m going to head out, get cleaned up and then get started on the autopsies.” He said. “Do you think she will be ok.” Joann asked. “She is holding strong, her wolf is working quickly to heal her now that we have the infection under control. The rest is up to her.” Dr Stevenson replied giving her a knowing look. He continued. “Physically she is going to recover but we can’t know the psychological damage until she wakes up. From the Alpha’s reports, I can only imagine how traumatic this was for her.” “Thank you for all of your help Elijah.” Joann grabbed his hand, with a squeeze and a sad smile she dismissed him. “We should return home. Not much we can do here and I’m anxious to know what your father has found out.” She said as she started packing up the few items
POV Eric The next morning everything almost seemed normal. I could hear mom singing to herself in the kitchen and in the office dad was pacing, making phone calls and running his fingers through his hair in frustration. I sat down across the table from mom and started dishing up a plate. When my father came in and sat next to me I was surprised but chose to blow it off. He usually sat at the head of the table. “I just don’t understand.” He said after a few minutes of silence. “What’s going on?” I asked him. Not expecting a response. “We found the cave she was hiding in, along with 3 shifted and disfigured bodies. I have this feeling that the male is at least a Beta. I’ve rang every pack for hundreds of miles, an Alpha or Beta doesn’t just leave without someone noticing. They are all adimit that everyone in their pack is accounted for.” “You think they ran away from their pack?” I asked. “There was a betrothal pendant where the child was hiding. I gave it and all the emblem
POV Eric Pulling up to the morgue my stomach had settled. The last of the ride here we had just been talking about school and training. I reached for the door handle as my father shut the car off and pulled the keys out of the ignition. He stopped me, putting his hand on my shoulder. “From now on it’s important that you only address me as Alpha or Alpha Aiden.” My father said. “Yes Sir, I mean Alpha.” I responded. This place had always given me the creeps. Not because there were dead bodies here but because everything was a high gloss plastic white or stainless steel. The smell of cleaning chemicals burned my nose and throat. This is exactly what I picture when I think of the back of a butcher shop. Dr. Stevenson greeted us in the hall just after the entrance. His white lab coat looking fresh and a clipboard in hand. “I didn’t realize Eric would be joining us.” He began organizing the photos and x-rays he was holding, putting some inside a folder that was pinned to the clip bo
POV Eric Pulling up to the house cars lined the driveway and half a block in either direction. Some I recognized but most I didn’t. “How many elders are there?” I asked Alpha Aiden. “There is five who hold places on the board but twenty total. Luna called everyone together for ideas and to make sure the whole pack understands the situation we could be putting ourselves in.” He replied. No sooner had we gotten out of the car then Miss Evens approached us. “I have information on the pendant but you aren’t going to like it. Can we speak in private before the meeting?” She walked in the house and headed for the office before even getting a response. I went to head upstairs but Alpha Aiden grabbed my attention and motioned for me to follow them. In the office Miss Evens had already spread out several books across the desk in preparation. Miss Evens has never been a cheerful person but when she turned to face us her expression was more grim than usual. “You’ve figured out what p
POV Unknown A faint rhythmic beeping soothes my ears the soft sound almost in harmony with Sel snoring. If she’s sleeping we must be safe. I try to stretch my arms only to find I can’t move. Opening my eyes I see something soft across my chest looking down further they are on my wrists, waist, hips and legs as well. A woman with wild hair and peach colored scrubs walks through the door. She doesn’t look up, she’s reading something in her hands. Ear buds in she’s bobbing her head like she’s listening to music. I lay perfectly still and try to wake Sel who just grumbles and goes back to snoring. Finally the woman looks up, quickly dropping the papers in her hand at the foot of the bed and snatching the ear buds out. “You’re awake?” The tone of her voice calm and nurturing and a little surprised. “Please don’t hurt me.” I pleaded. Pushing as hard as I could to crawl up the bed and away from her but the restraints are to tight. Squirming and wiggling, I can’t get loose. She rai
POV Juxes We combed through the bunker like robbers looking for valuables. Grabbing one book and skimming through it before tossing it aside and grabbing the next. The pile of books growing by the minute. Candice stopping as she was walking in. “Miss Evens would be so pissed. She’s going to haunt us all for this mess.” She giggled. “Her ghost will just have to wait and maybe she would understand. She did always have a soft spot for Eric and Thea.” Nicolas said with a shrug. “Do you think she knew they were mates?” Thomas asked. “It’s doubtful.” I grumbled, waving my hand at them implying they need to get back at it. Thomas still walking around with a piece of jerky hanging out of his mouth. I swear he’s eaten half his body weight by now. Was taking small vials off one of the book cases and smelling each one, then reading the label. His hand bumped a small glass vial with a glass cork holding in its contents. As the black tar like substance oozed out of the jar, Thomas threw
POV Eric Braxton slammed forward taking control in an instant. His large hands almost crushing the vial before dropping it onto the bed. Eyes scanning the room as he in hailed deeply. His nose scrunching with each large sniff. Thea’s scent still lingered heavily throughout the room, he rolled his shoulders popping the vertebrae between his shoulder blades as the scent of vampire blood burned his nostrils. Turning his head to the side and scrunching his face as a small whiff of something almost Krissy but not quite came through. Only realizing now that I had caught the scent in the courtyard. I remembered the huddle of Lycans there. I reminded him to pick up the vial before leaving the room. “No!” He said plainly, turning to leave. “Must I remind you, the King will cut off parts of us we are fairly attached to should it be misplaced.” I told him. “I won’t give it to her.” He growled. “I’m not saying we do, I’m just saying we can’t leave it here.” I pleaded. With a gr
POV Thea Eyes closed, my limbs feeling heavy. The sound of a child’s laughter came to me in the distance. Like a tv had been left on in another room, I could hear it but couldn’t quite make out the words. A sharp scent hit my nose making me gag and my eyes jolt open. Krissy sat on my chest making it hard to breathe. Her face inches from mine. Her black eyes swirling with hints of every color. “You can’t sleep now.” She whispered. A low growl rumbled in her chest as she spoke. Her voice not quite her own. Moving my head back I tried to move far enough away for my eyes to focus. I could hear the sound of one of her claws elongating before cutting into the skin on my collar bone. “Ow, what the fuck Krissy.” I hissed bringing my hand up to check the bleeding. She leaned back putting her full weight on my stomach. Raising her hand to her mouth she licked the blood from her nail. A mischievous crooked grin slowly forming on her face. Watching in amazement as her swirling black
POV Eric Nervously leading Thea into my quarters, I placed the books down on my small table. I would show her around but there wasn’t much to see. A king sized bed with a small metal frame, an oversized chair and a reading nook by the window made up the entirety of my world here. She yawned heavily, the sedative I had put in her food beginning to take effect. “It doesn’t look like much but it’s very comfortable.” I told her, patting the bed. She was hesitant at first I moved away from the bed giving her some space. She yawned again. “I don’t know why I’m so tired all of a sudden.” She said sleepily. As she yawned the third time I knew she was fighting sleep, no doubt uneasy with being in my room. I needed her out and soon, Francis was pushing hard to get the serum in her. I understood once she had her powers it would be harder to make her stay but I wanted so badly to not have to make her. Why Francis was so insistent she take it was beyond me. She’s the Lunar wolf, a perfect b
POV Juxes The lights clicked on eliminating the bunker. The layout was interesting but not surprising, taking on the appearance of mansion style formal sitting room. The entrance had been hidden from us but Miss Evens had obviously spent a large portion of her time here. Not a speck of dust could be found and everything was neatly in its place. The only thing not where it belongs was a blueprint laying across one of the chairs. The corner had an address, totaling 10 pages spanning 200 years. It was the same building but each page illustrated a addition of some sort. We spread out looking for anything useful. I tried making sense of the blueprints but couldn’t understand most of it. For the first time I reached out for Aiden, he knew more about this than I did and I now regretted not paying attention when he had plans drawn up for the ski lodge. Nicolas found his way to one of the many bookcases. Running his hands over the rows he shuttered. “Are all these books made of skin?”
POV Thea The first book he handed me looked very old, the pages were mismatched and you could tell it had been repaired in one way or another several times. “This is Francis’s journal, he wrote down everything he remembers happening. He started right after he built the main building here. To keep record of what happened before. It only seemed right considering Alabaster had begun writing his own version of how it all started.” He said with a sort. “Was he there?” I asked. “Alabaster? No, he was human. Joan’s mate and when they took off, him and Joan started making up their own version of the beginning.” Eric said. Flipping through the pages he found what he was looking for and stopped. Tapping his finger on the page. “We were told that Abigail refused the spirits deal. That she wouldn’t sacrifice a child to have one of her own.” “Her husband did.” I stated. “No! She wouldn’t sacrifice a child from her tribe. She made a deal with Francis, one of his tribes children and in r
POV Juxes “What were you up to Miss Evens?” I asked aloud as I stood in front of the vault door. There is no key hole or handle to be seen. The engraving depicts a Lycan facing a girl. The girl was holding a dagger behind her back. There is an impression in the door. Running my hand over the indentation, this part of the door was meticulously cleaned. “Did you know this was here?” Asked Thomas. “No. In all my years as Alpha I didn’t think there was an inch of the territory Alex or I hadn’t covered, yet here we are.” Moving some of the grass from beside the door to have a better look, so far it appeared the door and walls were metal. Nicolas climbed on the small mound that covered the roof and dug down until he hit metal as well. “This is one big ass metal box.” He announced. “You’re telling me Miss Evens snuck a giant metal box onto the territory and buried it out here and no one noticed.” Thomas said sarcastically. “I doubt she snuck it in.” I told him. “Look at the area ar
POV Thea The kitchen was buzzing with people, they were oblivious to us until Eric swung the door open. They all quickly shuffled into a line behind the island in the center of the room. A few were noticeably shaking when he drew nearer. “All of the staff are werewolves. These are all Omegas or rogues, unfit for the change.” Eric said proudly. I couldn’t hide my disgust. “Why would you say they are unfit? Are you saying they aren’t worth going through your big transformation because of their pack status?” I almost spat the words at him. “On the contrary, we have found only those with Alpha or Beta genes can survive. We spared them a painful death and found them a place here among us. I thought that would please you?” His brow furrowed. Taking in a deep breath, I tried to compose myself. By all accounts Lycans killed any werewolf they came across. Seeing a full staff of them was a surprise. “What about the girls?” I asked. Now wondering why those three had been separated from
POV Thea Eric told me about how he was kidnapped and woke up in my glass cell. Zoe gave him the serum while he was still to weak to fight them. I noticed he skipped over any details about the change and went on to tell me about getting released and meeting everyone here. As he recalled the events I also noticed he showed no fear of what happened. “Once Francis knew he could trust me I was free to roam the grounds. Just like I did, you will see. This is where you belong. For five hundred years they have waited for your return. There is no where safer on earth for you.” Eric told me. “No place creepier either.” Sel said sarcastically in my head. “I can understand why you would choose them.” I told her. “What do you mean?” She asked. “Francis said you chose the Lycans last time you were here. Being the Lunar wolf is heavy. Carrying all of that power and responsibility is a lot for one person. The Lycans have waited for us for five hundred years. I almost feel obligated to the