Chapter Thirty Four
(Paxton POV)
When Bradley and I shared our suspicions with Ezekiel we didn’t expect him to believe us so soon. I don’t even know why we picked him of all people but for some reason we just sensed he could help. Christine had automatically agreed to the idea as well which was odd because she was always reluctant to involve others and not solve issues on our own. To be honest being a full blooded hunter she had even better instincts regarding these things but even she was confused. Asking Ezekiel had actually been a great idea because he said he knew exactly how to find out but he would need a couple of days. He was reluctant to leave Spencer but knew that we would always stand by and protect her so he went. I could tell there was something he wasn’t telling
Chapter Thirty Five(Spencer POV) I bite back my scream as the whip bites into my back. The gag placed in my mouth also makes it easier to not give into screaming. I would not give him the pleasure of knowing he was hurting me again however I couldn’t hold the tears that streamed down my dirty cheeks. I feel humiliation at being strung up like this naked with my own mate whipping me in front of his pack. This punishment wasn’t the worst I have had in the last 24 hours. Somethings are worse than physical pain. I don’t regret what I did, I just regret I didn’t get to rip her into pieces as I reflect back on the last 24 hours.**Flashback**My pack make qu
Chapter Thirty Six (WIlder POV) These feelings are new to me. I have never felt such strong anger, hate and disgust for someone. I almost feel like I am another person trapped within the person that I once was. I search for any feelings of remorse for what I have done in the last twenty four hours but I don’t find any just emptiness. I begin my punishment of the one that was once my mate. I had let Marissa dictate her punishment as her first act as Luna. She had ordered 50 lashes at my hands then to my surprise she ordered her death at her hands. I couldn’t change it after giving her the power and I knew if she was the Lantern that it could be dangerous. I was sad to see none of my family or friends at the ceremony.
Chapter Thirty Seven (Wilder POV) I look around me and I am not in my room, the hospital or anywhere I recognize. This isn’t even the same woods I walked through years ago when I was in a coma. In fact they aren’t woods at all, it is a giant meadow and I don’t know why but I am attempting to make my way to the tree in the middle. As I approach I see Zander curled up around something. When I approach I can see it is a very small wolf, Spencer’s wolf to be exact. “Zander what's going on?” Zander lets out a growl and he turns to me taking a defensive stance. Spencer’s wolf Lilly simply lets out a whimper. The s
Chapter Thirty Eight (Unknown POV) I fucking hate it here. Hate with a capital H.A.T.E. I have held up in my room in this damn house for as long as I can but I give up and have to go down for a late night snack. God this whole house smells of mutts. I am near the kitchen where I intend to go out the back door to the woods when I hear rustling coming from the pantry. I don’t know why but I feel the urge to see what lingers in there. I tip toe on my way there, tempted to call out to whatever mutt is sneaking food so that I can have my snack in the house after all. I long to see the fear in their eyes as they knew they were caught and would be eaten alive. I silently open the door and sitting crouched
Chapter Thirty-Nine(Wilder POV) I groan out my release and hate myself at the same time. I hate what my life has become over the last few weeks. I thought being beaten and starved left in the cells being separated from my pack would be the worst but this was so much more torture. I had been moved into a room in the pack house after the bitch came down a few weeks ago to cells screeching about how Madeline was gone. She screamed about her escaping and she just knew that Spencer was behind it and that she was going to make her pay. I prayed that was true that she had been rescued and was safe with Spencer, though it hurt I had been left behind. But what could I really expect after what I did? After injecting me
Chapter Forty(Wilder’s Pov) I watch the fire flickers low as I hold the squirrel over it to cook. It has been a few weeks since we escaped and it was really only thanks to Athena I had not starved. Sticking to the woods and being unable to shift had made hunting a little difficult for me, however Athena had been willing to share her hunts with me. I was ashamed at what I had become a wolfless rogue Alpha without a pack. I look up from the fire to see Athena draining the blood from another rabbit. “You know I’m still not convinced I won’t wake up to you draining me one night.” “I make no promises.” She lets out a laugh and I just laugh because if I have learned anythin
Chapter Forty One(Spencer POV) Furious that is the only word to describe the emotions slamming through me at this time. I am furious. He really attempted to play the victim in that room surrounded by so many that had been displaced from their lands and homes by him. Some of those Alpha’s don’t even hold the title anymore all they hold is the hope to regain it and rebuild it. Ez could have easily taken advantage of the situation and took over but instead he offers them sanctuary and helps them every day in the mission to rebuild. I however walk around ashamed most of the time as my mate caused all this, I rejected him and my pack is intact. I would like nothing more than to go for a run but I
Chapter Forty Two(Spencer POV) “Do you know there is a prophecy about you even in the werewolf world though you aren’t called the Goddess’ Lantern we call you the Nights Princess?” “Prophecy?” I ask turning my body on the park bench slightly to face Athena. “The moon goddess was once in love, not mated but in love. The man was ruthless and killed for pleasure. She hated that about him and tried to end the relationship. She cursed him to be reliant on the blood of his enemies and victims for survival. Knowing if he killed everyone that he would starve to death. He didn&rsq
I slipped so far from who I used to be, who I was supposed to be. I was once a hybrid that wanted nothing but the betterment of his people and those of the werewolves. I sacrificed my father and oldest brother to obtain the goal and unfortunately sacrificed my vampire half and my memories. Memories lost of her, my mate that was killed by the King’s men before I can fully claim her. My anger and burning need for revenge is what causes me to keep up this facade of loyalty until I find the right time to strike. Chapter One (Sebastian) I am trying to complete some work prior to the wolves arriving for the training. I begrudgingly offered my pack for the future Alpha, Beta and Gamma training camp for the next month. I say begrudgingly because it came at the request of the king himself and as much as I would like to have said no however, it is a good opportunity for me to scope out the new leaders of packs that I may be up against. I let out a loud breath as I look at the picture on my
Chapter Sixty Three(Spencer POV) I feel him hardening still deep inside me and I rock my hips a moan escaping my mouth. My hands fist in his hair bring his mouth to mine and I nip at his bottom lip and he grants me entrance into his mouth. Our tongues fight for dominance wanting to taste and explore each other's mouths. I quickly relinquish dominance admitting to him and myself that he is My Alpha. I continue to grind my hips into him as he slides his length in and out of me. The feeling of stretching around him as he creates friction within my pussy has my eyes rolling back in my head. “More…Please Wilder…more” He knew exactly what he needed. He sat up on his knees, never pulling all the way out of me, his hands trailing down over my legs, hooking them on my calves and placing both my legs on his shoulders. He leaned forward, thrusting into me harder. “So fucking good, tight, wet just perfection.” He reached up with his right hand and began to play with my hardened nipple. The or
Chapter Sixty Two(Paxton POV) I collapse to my knees, my hands covering my face sobbing when I spot Sylvia walking into the clearing. My legs are unable to hold me up as disbelief and overwhelming joy fills me as I catch sight of my mate. She reaches me, her scent surrounding me as she sinks down on the ground in front of me and takes my hands in hers pulling them from my face. Tingles run through my body where our skin touches. I launch myself at her, wrapping my arms around her and clutching to her with everything that I am. “I’m here, Pax. I am home and I am not leaving.” I let out a sigh at her words realizing that I have also been filled with fear that she would leave again. I have so many questions but I won’t waste this time to ask them. I cup her face and kiss her the way that I have wanted for so long. She tastes just like the memories that have haunted me for years. I could never look at another the way I had looked at her. I know the elders had wanted for us all to c
Chapter Sixty One(Wilder POV)Around 5 Years Later So much has changed in all these years. The vampires and werewolves live mostly in peace. A surprising number of the vampires have been mated to werewolves. There were so many that we had to hold a large mating ceremony because individual ones would have taken months. There had been hesitation on both sides to accept their mates as they had lived separately for so long. Living as enemies but with the acceptance and encouragement of those of higher rank slowly but surely the bonds grew. Reestablishing the packs and combining some sadly took over a year. There is a different hierarchy now and despite what I thought most didn’t oppose. Golden Moon is the ruling pack now, I will soon become the King. The Guardian Pack is just that, the pack that guards all others. They are the Kings guard. I rule over all the other packs but I am the High Alpha of Golden Moon and them. Alpha’s have been designated for other packs but overall I am a ro
Chapter Sixty(Wilder POV) The sun is high in the sky when I finally untangle myself from my pups and the love of my life and venture out into the living room. I take in the faces out there, their red eyes and tear stained cheeks but more than the faces out there I take in those that are missing. I rush to my sister who is crouched next to the sofa rubbing Erik’s sleeping head as tears still stream down. When I near her she stands and throws herself into my arms. “Bug?” “It hurts so much. He’s gone Wilder. Christian is gone.” Her legs give out and I guide her to the ground where I just hold her as we both cry. I look up at Trey who is looking down at me sadly. He must read the question in my eyes because he speaks. “We won but we lost so much more. Ezekiel, Aria, Sylvia.” Paxton lets out a strangled sob from the doorway he was entering before turning and leaving. “Monica.” The names go on and each is like a stab wound to my heart. So many people I loved are gone. “Christian, he wa
Chapter Fifty Nine(Wilder POV) I’d been wandering through the woods for a while when I saw her sitting there on the ground with her eyes closed tightly and I was confused. She looks like a dream in her linen dress, sitting cross legged, running her hands through dirt and grass. I had been in these woods before and I had expected to see my parents and family to share some comforting words but instead I found her. When she said that I was here to say goodbye. That I wasn’t dead it took long seconds for what she said to sink in. If I’m not dead but we are here to say goodbye that can only mean one thing. The memory floods me as I hold her to me. The sound of her voice in my mind, the words that she spoke. My weak attempt to fight accepting her gift. A betrayal begins to creep in, not betrayal at her and her leaving but betrayal at myself. I don’t know how long we stay there holding each other crying before my voice finally finds me. “You saved me? You sacrifice yourself for me. Wh
Chapter Fifty Eight(Spencer POV) Pain rips through me, that's what happens when the soul is ripped from the body. For most it lasts the briefest of moments not even registering to the person that it has happened. But for me, because of what I am, who I am, the pain seems never ending. I can feel the soft grass below me vaguely with my eyes clenched closed, my body curled into a ball, my hands clutching at my chest at the memories of how I ended up like this flash through my mind. I’m fighting with the King trying desperately to end him and get to my grandfather and end this all. I keep sight of Wilder fighting in my peripheral vision as he attempts to take down my grandfather and his lackeys. My patience is slipping and it’s time I channel Lily and let her help me. I know I can’t shift anymore but I can still feel her there in the very back of my mind. It is something that I have tried really hard to hide. I was happy when she didn’t truly leave me but I have felt on edge these las
Chapter Fifty Seven(Wilder POV) I wake up in a tent lit only by a lantern with pain working its way through my body. I feel my back breaking and a scream leaves my throat. I see three she wolves rush into the room. I instantly recognize Luna Astrid, Athena and the pack doctor. Another snap in my femur has me screaming, “What’s happening to me?” “You need to quit fighting it.” Astrid states. My knee cap displaces and I curl up in a ball. “Fighting what?” “You're shifting. First time in a long time.” Astrid’s words make sense as I haven’t felt pain like this since my first shift. My eyes find Athena who has tears in hers. “What are you doing here?” “Helping.” She replies before coming to before biting her wrist and placing it to my mouth. “Drink, I'm a royal, it will help with the pain.” I merely look at her. “Do it!” Astrid shouts as another wave of pain hits me. I do as instructed and latch my mouth to her wrist and take a drink of her blood and the pain subsides by half. I t
Chapter Fifty Six(Spencer POV) It’s been a week since that scream ripped from my lungs, the sudden onset of pain too painful to hold in. I had maneuvered through the previous pain willing myself not to give anything away but that went out the window a week ago. My grandfather hasn’t given me a moment alone since then. I expect him to grill me and try to find out what happened even though I suspect that he knows. However, he seemed pleased when I asked to bump up my union ceremony with the King. So tomorrow I will finish this union and with a new plan in mind I head down to the dining hall. There are several members already in the dining hall. I really have to fight a grimace when I see Landery seated at the head of the table with Mira at his side. It turns out that Landery was supposed to be my chosen but at the last second changed his mind and took Mira as his chosen, even though they hadn’t completed the bonding. It seemed odd to me since she had always followed my grandfather