~Devonte~
My head is throbbing. I don’t think I’ve ever felt pain like this before, and I swear I never want to again. I move my body and can hear beeping in the distance. That’s a really annoying sound, and I need to try to turn it off.
I crack an eye open and see white. I close my eye and try to remember where I was last. I swear I had gone outside and was running in the woods. I open my eye, fully this time and look around. White walls. White walls are all around me. I open my other eye and take in the bright ass lights. I look to the side and see the machine the beeping belongs to. “D? Baby?”
I turn to the voice and suck my breath in. “Sonya? Where am I?” She smiles and leans closer to me. She strokes the side of my head, running the pad of her thumb across my lips. My stomach twists at her touch, but I swallow that down.
“You’re in the clinic at this, uh, shabby pack……Emerald Lake, I guess.” I close my eyes and think back. Yeah, that tracks. We brought a prisoner here and are supposed to be helping the pack with their issue.
“What…” I clear my throat, wishing I had some water. “What are you doing here?”
“I missed you and wanted to surprise you. When I got here, you were in the clinic.”
“Did you follow us here or something? We just got here a few hours ago.”
“D, you’ve been here for two nights. I got here the first night and have been with you since.”
“What time is it?” Sonya grabs her phone and looks at it.
“It’s noon. I’ll go get a doctor.” Sonya kisses me on my cheek, and it feels slimy. I close my eyes and count to three before opening them again.
Abe, are you okay? I wait, but there’s no response. I know I feel something, but it seems so far away. I don’t know where Abe is, but I need to find him.
~Vonte~
I climb into bed with my mate and wrap my arms around her. She’s been in a funk for days now, and it’s breaking my heart. I place my lips on the top of her head and breathe in her scent. Lynn whimpers a bit but doesn’t say anything. “He’s awake, baby. He’s awake and talking.”
“Talking to her,” she whispers. I can hear the pain in her voice, and the bond is feeding me her sadness. I don’t know what to do to make things better for her other than be by her side.
*Flashback*
I can’t believe that shithead! He’s so fucking ridiculous. So, because he said he wasn’t going to accept Lynn, I wasn’t supposed to? So, because he was born first, I’m supposed to do what he says?
I make my way to what looks like the training area. The best way to get through this anger is to work it out. I can hit a punching bag for a while or even spar. I’d have to take it easy on my partner, but it may be worth it.
I feel a tug at my twin bond, but I ignore it. There’s no way I’m going to listen to more of his bullshit. If he doesn’t want Lynn, he needs to reject her. Let me be the one to give her all the love she deserves. I don’t need him to do that; I can do it on my own. We have to go.
Mace? Is everything okay?
Our brother is in trouble. You need to get to him now! I don’t think, I just react. I take off, back the way I came. I run into the woods and use our bond and his scent to search for him. I see clothes on a fallen log. I move further into the woods and see my brother curled up on the forest floor.
I run to him and drop to my knees. I shake his shoulder while looking for any possible injuries he may have. “Devonte, brother. Are you okay?” He’s breathing, but he’s not responding. I scoop him up and run.
Baby?! Where’s the clinic?
Huh? Are you okay?
I’m fine; it’s Devonte. I need the clinic.
I’m coming. I make my way out of the forest and run toward the packhouse. I see a body running toward me, and I know it’s Lynn. She sees Devonte in my arms and turns herself, running in a different direction. I follow her, and it takes us no time to get to the clinic.
Lynn must have mind-linked someone because they had a gurney waiting at the door. I place my brother on the gurney and watch it get guided through the clinic to the back. Lyny clutches my hand, and I can feel her fear through the bond. I wrap an arm around her shoulders and tightly pull her into my body.
Devonte was unconscious, and the doctor couldn’t figure out why. He put him on machines, and we waited. Lynn was by his side, holding his hand. I couldn’t be what she needed me to be with my brother like that. We share a soul, so when he hurts, I hurt.
We were by his side for hours when the door opened, and that witch walked in. Lynn had fallen asleep on me but jolted up when she heard the door. “Oh, D, baby.” She walked up to the side of his bed and grabbed his hand. Lynn looked up at me with a questioning gaze. I shook my head and told her we would talk. “Who are you?” We both turn to look at Sonya. Goddess, I hate her.
“I’m the Beta of this pack, Lynn Ross. And you are?”
“I’m his fiance. What happened to my mate?”
*End of Flashback*
When we left the clinic, I had to sit Lynn down and explain everything. She’s been like this since. She’s heartbroken over the fact that Devonte’s sick and about Sonya. I swear he needs to make this right, or I will never forgive him.
~Lynn~I sneak out of bed, careful not to wake Vonte. He’s been so sweet to me since Devonte was hospitalized. I didn’t expect to be as affected by his illness as I was. I can’t function when my mate’s future is in limbo. I don’t even know why I care since he hasn’t accepted me.I’ve already tried to come to terms with the fact that Devonte will never accept me. The thought of that brings me to tears, and I just can’t take it. When I get to that point, I take a step back and distract myself. I’m sure I don’t need to say how much that doesn’t work.I slink down the stairs and into the kitchen. It’s the middle of the night, and not many people are up. It’s so dark outside, making it darker inside with dim or no lights on. As I walk into the kitchen, I notice a refrigerator door open. There are three big refrigerators in the kitchen. We have a good-sized pack, so we need the space to keep the food.I try not to make a noise; then it hits me who’s in the fridge. I sit at the island and la
~Adela~I’ve been free for a few days, though I don’t know if that’s an accurate description. I’ve been without chains or cuffs, and I’ve been out of the cells. I was given a small cottage away from everyone else at the edge of the forest. I have two guards on me at all times, and I’ve been encouraged to stay out of the packhouse. Yeah, I’m not sure how accurate ‘free’ is.I don’t really care about that at this point. I hate the fact that I’m back in this pack, and I’m freaking out about my sister. Where the hell is Aida? It feels like her link, our twin bond, is blocked. I wouldn’t have thought it was possible to block her from me. I can feel a loss, not being able to tap into our bond. I worry that something has happened to her, but I’m pretty sure I would have felt that loss if that were the case. I worry that she’s hurt somewhere or scared. The last time I saw her, she wasn’t that aware of her surroundings. Aida’s much too vulnerable to be out in the world alone. I have no idea ho
~Devonte~I spent extra time in the hospital while the doctor ran tests. There’s no explanation for what happened to me, and he can’t figure out what’s up with Abe. Sonya has been by my side this entire time, and I’m grateful. She’s showing me how attentive and loving she is, and I think that will be important if she’s mated to me.There’s a knock on the door, followed by the doctor walking in. “So, Gamma Lawson, I have your test results back.”“Please just call me Devonte. My oldest brother is Gamma Lawson.” The doctor smiles and nods at me before looking serious again.“All of your results came out negative. Everything looks good, and you look extremely healthy.”“Uh, well, that’s a good thing, right, D? That means you’re fine and can get out of here.” I just smile and take Sonya’s hand.“Ms. Sonya is right; you can go. I can’t tell you why you ended up here, nor can I tell you where your wolf is. I just don’t know.” I sigh. Maybe this place doesn’t have the most updated tools neede
~Sonya~I can’t wait to get out of this shithole and get back to the royal pack. I always hate having to come to these lower packhouses. They never have the proper accommodations, and I never understand that. Devonte resides in the castle; he’s the son of the Royal Gamma. Why would there not be better accommodations that match his status?Our path to the packhouse is littered with various people nodding and waving at Devonte as we go. He is always polite, waving back. I try to keep my disdain to myself. I can’t stand being around all of these, well…..commoners.Devonte pulls me up the back steps of the packhouse and leads me into the building. We enter through the dining room, and it’s rudimentary, to say the least. It isn’t dirty or anything, but you can tell they don’t really have much in the way of funds. I guess everyone can’t be the Royal family.We move through the kitchen and into a hallway. We turn to the left and move down the hallway a bit before we hit a staircase. I’m look
~Tia~I slowly walk over to my best friend, the pain evident in her demeanor. I’ve never seen her this hurt and upset, and I’ve seen her through a lot of things. Lynn dated some in high school and fell once or twice, but this is totally different. I can’t even say I understand how she feels because Lincoln only took a few hours to come around, and the pain in my ankle kept me from dwelling on his hesitation.Lynn is pacing back and forth, and I hang back a bit and watch her. After hearing about her conversation with Lincoln, I was tempted to march to the clinic and pull that idiot out of his bed. Who in their right mind doesn’t want Lynn? I’ve definitely been tempted to bounce that Sonya bitch right off my packlands, but my mates have reminded me that isn’t how a Luna behaves. Sometimes, being Luna is a big hindrance, especially when my bestie is hurting.I plop down in the grass and wait for Lynn to notice me. When she’s like this, it’s best not to crowd her. If you do, it makes her
~Adela~It’s been days since the run-in with my mom. I still can’t believe she put her hands on me. She didn’t even do that when I was a kid, so I don’t really know what to do with that. Daddy would never have let her touch me even if she wanted to. I miss having him around right now.I’ve been keeping to myself since then. I have a kitchen where I’m staying, and I’m constantly getting food at my doorstep. I’ve been going to the old house and out in the woods. I’ve been trying to find enough peace to connect with my sister. I thought maybe the memories from the old house would spark something. So far, I haven’t been able to reach her through our bond.I’m not going to lie; I’m scared. I haven’t been able to feel Aida, and I haven’t heard from her. I don’t know where she is. I wonder if I’d even feel it if she were hurt or dead. I wish I could talk to her... could see her. I need her right now; I need to know she’s okay.I’m walking through the woods to my usual spot. It’s quiet, and n
~Aida~I stir, feeling softness under me. I also feel something itchy surrounding me. I don’t know where I am or where I was. My eyes fly open, and I sit up, looking around. The room is dark, and it’s hard to make anything out. I haven’t seen or heard from Hazel in so long, and I’ve been missing my wolf abilities. I try to recall what had happened before. I remember running from the hospital and almost getting captured a few times. I found myself in a cave, and I remember sleeping there. A voice spoke to me, but it wasn’t Hazel. It led me out of the cave, and I remember a blue light, then darkness.I hear a squeak in the room and feel a slimy hand on my arm. I gasp and snatch my arm away. I can see a shadow, but that’s it. I’m getting scared because I don’t know what’s waiting for me in the dark. I could have been captured for all I know. I close my eyes and feel a hot breath get closer. It reeks of brimstone and sulfur, making me want to throw up. I feel a burning in my nostrils, and
~Abe~She left. As soon as he told her, she left. I knew that’s what she would do, and I was right. He isn’t speaking to me now, but it doesn’t matter because I was already not speaking to him. He refuses to recognize the truth; only our fated mate will genuinely accept us for who we are. I wish he would stop running from the truth, but I’m not surprised.The last time, the only person he ever told decimated him. It’s what caused him to go into ‘proper overdrive.’ Everything from then on was on point: always following orders, always acting like a proper royal, hell, even adopting some of the ridiculous royal mindsets. It was a way for him to have some sort of control, a way for him to ignore who he really was.At first, I constantly fought against it, but the fight became tedious after a while. I couldn’t continue to have the same argument with him again and again. I finally left it alone; I let him be whatever he wanted, and here we are. Maybe I should have fought harder. I might be