Chapter Three
(Wilder POV)
I swiftly put on my shorts as I take the steps to the porch of the pack house. I wipe the sweat from my forehead quickly before wrapping Elena in my arms when she exits the pack house. I breathe in her scents in hopes that it will calm me but I still have a sense of unease. I gently pull away and wince at the pain in my shoulder.
“Are you hurt?”
“I’m fine, I probably just pulled it while fighting.” I give Elena a quick kiss on the forehead before turning to look out into the crowd. My eyes begin searching the faces and I feel my unease continue to grow as I don’t find what I am looking for though I don’t know who that is.
“Quiet please.” I call out using my Alpha voice to silence everyone. “I know you all are in shock as I am surprised. It has been a long time since there has been an attack. I am glad that the new warning system for those that can’t mindlink worked. There appear to have been only minor injuries and everyone without a wolf and unable to fight made it to the safe room.” I continue my search of the crowd.
“Alpha, sir.” I turn to see a girl no more than 8 years old pushing forward with about 4 others all younger. “Miss S got us to the pack house but she didn’t go inside. Said she couldn’t.”
“Miss S?” My heart rate increases.
Trey who has agreed to be my temporary Beta until I find a new one steps past me toward the group of girls. “Miss Spencer didn’t go inside?” Trey asks rushed. My breath sticks.
The little girl simply shakes her head.” I begged but she said she wasn't welcome. Then she ran off.”
“Which way?” The two words come out rushed from my mouth, almost sounding like one.
The little girl points around to the back of the pack house. A group of us take off toward the direction the little girl points. Each movement of my arms as I run has me wincing in pain at the pain in my shoulder.
As if out of instinct I pick up her scent quickly and we make our way through the woods. It's just myself, two warriors, Trey and Paxton but we stay vigilant in case any rogues remain. We have been running for about 15 minutes getting close to the territory line between mine and Riverbend Pack when the strong scent of rot and blood mixed with hers fills the air. I falter in my stride and am overtaken by Paxton who pushes forward.
"Oh my Goddess over here."
The scene comes into view, the first thing that I notice is 3 dead rogues in their human form with their throats ripped out. I scan the area and see Paxton crouched down next to a figure slumped against a tree. She's covered in dirt and blood, her clothing is torn and there appears to be a broken tree limb coming out of her chest. If it weren't for the faint heartbeat, shallow breath and cracked open eyes I wouldn't think she wasn’t alive.
I quickly mind link the pack doctor about the situation as Paxton scoops Spencer in his arms. A growl escapes my mouth as I reach forward to take her. Paxton gives me a questioning look but doesn't give her body to me. "Dr. Alex says to meet her at her home it's closer and she'll bring equipment."
We begin running toward the doctor's home and I feel Zander becoming upset. Upset that she was hurt, upset he isn't the one caring for her. It's all puzzling to me these emotions but the one I feel most is anger. I am angry she put herself in danger instead of swallowing her pride and going to the safe room.
Spencer appears to be unconscious in Paxton's arms when we reach the doctor's house. Dr. Alex is holding open the door. As soon as we enter the house is filled with blood curdling screams and Spencer begins to thrash in Paxton's arms. He looks to Trey pleading who looks at Dr Alex. His eyes glaze over as if mindlinking.
A gasp leaves the doctor's mouth and he quickly looks between Trey and Paxton then to Spencer. "You are all welcome in my home of course. Now lay her on the couch." Spencer's screaming and thrashing stops and she goes limp again.
The doctor directs us to leave and I feel like I am literally ripping myself away.
When we get to the porch I quickly order the warriors to go collect the bodies from the forest.
"Alpha, why did Spencer think she was not welcome in the pack house?" Trey questions standing in front of me, his fists clenched at his sides. Though he spoke calmly and respectfully the anger was visible.
"There was an incident between her and I after I introduced Elena to the pack and announced the date of her Luna ceremony. I told Spencer she was no longer welcome in the pack house until she accepted that her plan had failed, and Elena was my mate."
"What incident was so bad you would do that?" Paxton seethed.
"It's not important. I didn't think she would let her pride get in the way and risk her safety.” I seeth
"Her pride? well that's fucking hypocritical coming from you. Your actions almost cost Trey his cousin and me someone I care about." A growl escapes my lips at his comment. "Instead of taking responsibility you blame her pride."
“Paxton you may be my best friend and a hunter but you will show me respect in my pack.” He just glares at me and doesn’t respond. We all sit on the porch in silence. I feel like I am fighting with myself to not go back in and be with her.
"Excuse me?" I turn toward the door of the house and see Dr. Alex standing there with a concerned expression. “I got the branch out. Luckily it does not appear to have reached her heart. She needs to go to the hospital for observation and she is going to need blood to speed her healing. It’s clear from the older scars this girl is a fighter.”
“I will arrange to have her transported to the hospital.”
“Actually Alpha.” The doctor looks nervous. “She has been in and out of consciousness but she was clear on two things. One being she wants to go to the hospital wing at the Riverbend Pack house.”
“That makes sense, one of our old pack doctors work there now he will know how to treat Spencer.”
“Well if that is what she wants.” I try and fail to hide the anger in my voice that she wouldn’t want to stay in my pack's hospital. Why would she need special treatment?
“I already called and made the arrangements, they are on their way.” The doctor responds before darting her eyes away from mine.
“You said there were two things she made clear. What was the second?” I query.
“She knows you are here Alpha and she asked…well she asked that…”
I am anxious for some unknown reason, I feel like whatever she wants I would give it to her. The feeling is somewhat unnerving. “Does she want to see me?” I begin to walk toward the house.
The doctor shakes her head, “No Alpha she asks that you leave.”
Leave? She wants me to leave?!? The comment makes anger bubble in my gut at her dismissing me, while Zander whines slightly. I don’t respond for fear of what I may say and I quickly stomp off in the direction of the pack house.
This is what I wanted after all for her to leave me alone and move on. It was the reason behind my words that night.
Chapter Four(Spencer POV)The tension in this hospital room is so thick you could cut it with a knife. Sylvia, Alpha Chris’ daughter has come to visit me. She helped to tutor me in math so I could graduate high school even if it was late and I had to go to summer school. She has become a friend and she came to bring me my diploma. She is usually chatty, like literally I wonder how she even breathes sometimes. However for the last 45 minutes she has sat on the couch in silence staring at her hands only looking up occasionally at Paxton who was pacing the room."Enough, I'm going to find that doctor and see when we can leave." Paxton declared before taking one last look at Sylvia before leaving the room.Sylvia continued looking at
Chapter Five (Wilder POV) I hate this feeling, it’s like I have no control over myself. My anxiety makes me ache to shift but I don’t allow myself to. For two days anytime I shift I would find myself at the edge of mine and Riverbend pack territory. I tell myself it is natural that I want to make sure someone that saved my pack members was okay but I can’t explain this empty feeling away. I was happy yesterday when Sylvia came to visit, I couldn’t wait for her to meet Elena. Like with everyone Elena made fast friends with Sylvia. I just watched them banter back and forth not talking about anything really with satisfaction. I truly love her and watching her happy always made me happy. I kept glancing down at her stomach, anxious to see it grow with my pup. However, that wasn’t t
Chapter Six (Olivia POV) I just lay Erik down when I begin to hear it, there is a calling in my mind almost like a mind link but it is faint. I gasp out at the voice that I hear. “What’s wrong darling?” Christian wraps his arms around my waist. “I think…I think I heard my grandma Lily.” “But I thought she died?” “She did.” I respond but then I hear it again, my grandmother's voice and a tear comes to my eye. ‘Go to her.’ “Maybe you’re just missing her.” “No, she says to go to her.” “Her?”
Chapter Seven (Spencer POV) “Freedom Pen, freedom.” The fight leaves me at Izaiah’s words in my ear. How could I have lost sight of the ultimate goal. I allow him to lead me toward the clearing in the woods. He sits down amongst the tall grass pulling me down to sit with him. “That was him wasn’t it?” I stop running my hands through the grass and look at Izaiah. “Yes.” “What happened Pen. He didn’t seem to recognize you as his mate which means he can’t have rejected you.” “He knows I’m not 18 yet.” “Does he know you’re his mate, does he know what you are?” “Know what I am, no, know that I am h
Chapter Eight (Wilder POV) Sitting next to Elena in her hospital bed an ache begins in my chest causing the worry for our unborn pup to grow. The bleeding has stopped, a nurse performed an ultrasound and we are just waiting on Dr. Alex to come in with the results of the tests and ultrasound. Zander starts to whine in my mind in pain and my anxiety increases. ‘What’s wrong? Is it the pup?’ ‘No not the pup. It’s something else. Something I can’t explain but it hurts.’ The ache in my chest increases as does Zander’s whimpering. I feel as he pulls back further into my mind and the whining lessens but not the ache in my chest. I look over to Elena and see the worry in her eyes. “Whatever happens
Chapter Nine(Elena POV)“Dear Goddess, she's half vampire Livie. What do we even know about Vampires let alone werewolf vampire hybrids.”“I’ve done my research have you?”“I was up most of the night. So far what I know isn’t good. Some High Lord of a clan of Vampires by the name Sanderson picked a fight with werewolves he couldn’t win, wanting to be the master of the supernatural world. It didn’t end well; now vampires are mostly extinct.”“So history that is all you learned so far?” Olivia lets out a laugh.“Well I do have a pack to run and a Luna ceremony in a couple of da
Chapter Ten(Wilder POV)The scent of blood has me jerking awake and I feel myself shift back to my human form. I look around in a daze and realize I am on Paxton’s porch. As I look around my eyes zero in at the source of the blood. Elena is lying unconscious on the ground, blood coming from her head. Spencer is approaching and about to reach her. A growl erupts from me in warning as I rush forward and shove Spencer as far away from Elena as I can, sending her flying about 10 feet into a tree trunk. She lays there unmoving as I pick up Elena and rush to the pack hospital. How could this happen, why was I even there?I got Elena to the hospital and they put her in a room. Dr. Alex arrives and begins to run some tests. I am really starting to hate this place. The doctor finally enters
Chapter Eleven(Spencer POV)I pull my knees closer into my chest hugging them closely as I can hear people moving around me. Someone grasps my wrist and I try to jerk it away but a warm cup is pressed into my palm. I relax slightly and wrap both hands around the cup drawing it in closer. The smell of the coffee whiffs toward my nose and the slight smell of cinnamon mixed in it brings tears to my eyes. This used to be my favorite thing to drink, my favorite smell now it is ruined by him.His rejection rings in my ears and I press the coffee cup to my lips and take an attentive sip. The taste of the coffee mixed with the sweetness of the vanilla and cinnamon make a whimper leave my lips. I don’t know how long I have sat on this couch wrapped in a blanket staring at
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