(Natasha's POV)I stood to my feet, watching Set with cold eyes."He sent you here, didn't he? You didn't come because I called, but because the ghost sent you."He gave no response, but I could see him taking out the daggers from his belt; it was his favorite dagger. I had seen him use them a couple of times.He threw one at me, and I caught it mid-air."Now we are even," he says, even if he knew I could never be even with him, the dagger made no difference. He was Number Two, one of the oldest and most skilled amongst us all, the one I looked up to. He had helped me improve in my own field; he was a good teacher and instructor, and here he was, ready to fight me.What was I fighting for? , The Blood Moon Pack hadn't destroyed my pack; everything I had done was in vain. The Ghost had deceived me... I hated him; I hated the fact that he deceived me, and again, I had another reason to stay alive: if I survived this, then I was going to get back at The Ghost, even if I might as well die
That wasn't all Number One could do to me..."Don't be so quick to forget. He wants you in more dangerous ways; I couldn't let that happen to you," Set says, and he was right.No one but Set knew about what happened to me four years after I joined the unit. Number One was older than us all, but I had always noticed the way he watched me. I had been an early bloomer, and I thought of 'One' as a complete creep.But then One day I had returned to my room to change my clothes. Number One had followed me; I hadn't thought anyone could be foolish enough to do such a thing. I still remembered his rough hands on my bare body, he had 'attempted' rape but luckily for me Set had noticed my absence and came to check on me.Number One had no fear in his eyes when he was caught, but Set... even little Set looked like he was ready to murder the fool for even touching me. Since then, Number One has stayed away, I felt like the fight between Set and One didn't end there, that must have been the reaso
I watched the stars; they seemed strangely more beautiful today. Set laid beside me."I appologize""What exactly do you have a lot to apologize for?""List them""For coming late.""Sorry for that.""For telling me I meant nothing to you,""Sorry again""For making me feel so damn good," I said, and he only chuckled, drawing me closer into his arms. I kissed him, and he kissed me back with equal hunger. "Keep those hands to yourself; I am very much spent.""Are you sure?" he asked, his hands rubbing on my supposedly swollen clit, and of course the traitorous body part came back to life. Set could easily read me; he knew what I felt. "But I would never force you," he said, withdrawing his hand and leaving me wanting more."Sometimes I wish I had fangs, so I would sink them into you.""My fangs aren't the only thing I want sinking into you... also my di-.""Pervert" I say cutting him off."But you love me, don't you?""Maybe," I said, rising, but his hands around me brought me down."N
(Diego's POV)I saw this coming, yet it came as a surprise.My little mysterious mate loved another; I could tell what she was off doing, but I had become pathetic enough to push it away. Even if deep down the jealousy ate me out, could it be because I wasn't good enough?So many questions on my mind, but then maybe this wasn't about me, even from the start; it had always been about her. Never once did she tell me the truth about who she was. I could have questioned her, but I couldn't risk scaring her away, and so I kept up with all her bullshit. I loved her despite her unfaithfulness, yet she rejected me.The rejection still hurt.All my life, I have wondered what it would be like to finally have a mate. I thought I would finally be complete; I had found my other half, but now I wish she never came; maybe then I wouldn't have had a taste of what it felt like to have one -only to have her taken away from me-- this was much worst.I couldn't understand what I felt for her now, but it
(Lena)I woke up on the white-titled floor.I tried rising to my feet, but the throbbing headache prevented me from doing that.I wasn't alone.Aradia leaned against the wall, still in the same black cloak I had seen her in the last time she was here. What was happening? Was I dreaming?"No, you are not.""Did you just read my mind?""Not exactly," she said, walking towards me. "Your face said it all.""Why are you here? How did you get in, and why am I on the floor?""You don't remember what happened?" she asked.I tried remembering, what did happen and little by little, the pieces came together, I had remember the pain I felt.There had been so much blood on the tiled floor after I had lost my balance and slammed my head against the wash basin- it was still broken, but the pieces that had been on the floor was no longer there; could I have imagined it? But then, how could I explain the head ache I felt?.I noticed I was also in a new set of clothes."I cleaned up," Aradia said."Why
(Natasha's POV)I never truly understood how much Diego's presence meant to me. Since he left through those doors, he never came back. A whole day had passed, and I had one more day to go- one more day to meet Set. I had hurt Diego in the worst way; he didn't deserve it, but again, he was one of those who had been at the wrong place at the wrong time... with the wrong person. I was no good for him, and it was only fair that I let him go. Yet I couldn't explain why I waited in anticipation to see him again.There was a knock on the door and my heart seemed to stop beating for a moment. I rushed to the door only to discover it was an Omega who had stopped in the wrong room. The poor little Omega seemed scared by the disappointment on my face; I couldn't even hide it.So I had decided to go to dinner, just so I could meet him..Walking into the dining room, I noticed how scanty it was—some thing was definitely up, something that kept them all busy. I spotted the Gamma Nate, though; he
I had wanted to return to Lena; she hadn't been doing well lately, and I might have to involve a pack doctor. Her health was a major concern of mine, but Diego was my beta; it wouldn't hurt to check up on him real quick."I think I should check up on him.""He is in the bar; that's where he spends his nights," Nate said, and a surge of pity filled me. We might not be as close as we once were, but that didn't make me see him any less than family.I walked into the bar alone. Diego was seated there with Isis by his side; she looked... different, more vibrant than ever, even if her pink hair was gone. I had walked in on them making out. I couldn't help but worry; that was very unlike Diego. Was he doing this to get his mind off things, or was this the reason for the rejection? I doubted it; Diego had waited so long for a mate, he loved her, and he was very capable of controlling himself. I turned to my main focus."Diego, I want to speak to you in private." "I am busy, Alpha," he said,
"She is not dead," the woman said. "I got that part already." "I had been sent by her mother; it was time they met." "Where is her mother?" I asked "Somewhere you cannot be; her mother had been killed ten years ago." I always knew there was something strange about this woman, and now I knew why. "Though her mother is yet to go to rest, you see, Hecuba has lost something very dear to her. I would like to tell you a story. I plead that you only give a listening ear," she said. "Please," she added. I knew it took everything in her to have uttered the word; she seemed to see herself above everyone. I took a seat just beside Lena, and I placed her hands in mine, holding on. "Hecuba, Lena's mother was no ordinary woman, but before then she had been an average wolf. Odis was a deity; he had always been greedy for power, and due to his mild ambitions he could no longer remain with his fellows; he came down to rule over the werewolves. But he had been distracted. When he saw Hecuba for