"Hey big boy," she called in a soothing voice. His head whipped around to face her, and he snarled while at the same time standing over the carcass and flattening his ears outwardly, warning her away from his prize. There was no logic or rationality in those eyes."Now, that's not very rude of you," she said in the same gentling tone. She knew he wouldn't understand her, that the words would be indistinguishable, but she hoped that he might recognize her voice and find it calming, then relax with her scent.His head extended toward her and his nostrils flared, scenting the air. He let loose a low whine, and she had the feeling that he acknowledged who she was but wasn't sure how to calm himself.Feeling reassured by his recognizing her, she moved another step toward him, but then halted; she wanted him to come to her so that he was away from the dead wolf. Looks very easy, but he wouldn't even listen to her. "Come on, spoiled boy, you don't want to play that dirty game. You already wo
Turning to see that Cameron was the one standing closest to the window, she asked, "Cam, would you open that for me?""Why?""So I can gaze lovingly at the sun. Will you just open it?"Grunting, he did as she asked, while Dante finally drank down some water and wiped his face."Jodie, where is the first aid box?"As Jodie placed it beside Freya, she gave her a thorough look. "Are you sure you can do this?""I don't think so," she said to Jodie before turning to Dante. "Now be still." She was pretty sure he only did it out of curiosity. Freya got out things to sterilize the wounds and then proceeded to neatly stitch his injured body. She knew that doing this would help him heal rapidly because stitching triggers the healing process. She heard a few gasps, a 'Whoa' and a 'Holy shit' coming from behind her, but ignored them.Leaning down, she placed her mouth close to Dante's ears and deeply whispered, "this was what I had to learn due to being an outcast." Packing up the first aid box,
He had always prided himself on not having that weakness of needing anyone or anything. Having a mate, having a connection that came with mating, was fucking with that. Not that he believed for even one minute that the mating connection could override the way he functioned and had always functioned, but he didn't have any interest in encouraging the cravings for dependency. Maybe if he distanced himself from her, spent little time with her, and didn't touch her, it would ease the matter and ease his wolf's attachment to her. He needed to ignore these urges he had to be with her, to touch her, to mark her entire body, to ensure his scent was all over her. Those urges had nothing to do with Freya as a person and everything to do with the fact that she was who he had mated. If she had been someone else, things would still have been the same. Would they really, though? a voice in his head questioned, a part of him who thought he was talking out of his ass. Of course, it would. That wasn
As Freya furiously punched on the keyboards, "with this, you can connect with anyone wherever in the world they are," she explained."A little like Facebook and Twitter.""Exactly. It even shows you the location of someone you're searching for if you want to go that far. But I would like to be discreet. Don't want people knowing that I'm looking for them." After typing in the HTTP address, Freya took them to the homepage of the Webs. Entering her name and password, she was then immediately transferred to a visual of what was termed the Black Box.It was a little like looking at an image of the solar system, only instead of the sun being in the center, it was a photo of her. And instead of planets being dotted around the eight surrounding circles of the sun, individual photos of each person she was searching for were randomly dotted around the circles. Some photos were set aside as if free-floating in space. Oh yeah, those were probably people she hadn't searched for."You need to be c
The way he so abruptly left the room had Freya frowning. It was as though the guy was desperate to get away from her or something. It wasn't until later that evening when she found herself lying in bed very alone that she began to think on it a little more. Dante had been different from her since the confrontation with Jake that morning. Or, more accurately, he had been indifferent. There had been no more heated looks, no more whispered promises, no more licking the marks on her neck, no more taking the odd moment to inhale her scent. But it wasn't just that. He was barely speaking to her. He was resorting to his old self. He was revoking the old memories she was trying to keep locked. And now here she was alone because he had 'things to do in his office.Well, it seemed like the very sexual male from the past two days had retreated, or had retreated from her at least. It occurred to her then that maybe it had only been his wolf's insecurity in the mating that had been behind his feve
“Enough! You two. We are a pack. Meaning, we stand together. Not fight among ourselves,” Dante spelled out immediately after he reached the kitchen.“I’m part of your part,” said Ayala, “not her though,” she finished.“And I’m his Luna, meaning that you’re under me, Grand-Alpha. Or, is it Grand-mummy?” mocked Freya.Dante slammed his fist on the table, breaking it into two. “If this nonsense doesn’t stop now, I’ll have you punished.” He was referring to Freya, causing her eyes to widen. She couldn’t believe that Dante has once more proven that she was unnecessary but can't be discarded yet.“Are you serious right now? You are just going to pin this on me without finding out how the fight started?”Dante was growling. His eyes were changing their color. Something was heightening his emotions. Tilting his face to stare at Freya, “I dare you to talk back at me one more thing,” he snarled, moving in her direction. “And that goes to all of you. If you can’t be more united in a moment when
The atmosphere was moody and so was Freya. Nothing excited as far she could get a glimpse of that insufferable asshole. To clear her head, she went on a walk along the rocky side of the pack-house, overlooked by water.Dragging in some air, she had an outburst of pain, screaming uncontrollably until she felt her voice cease. Indeed, describing her emotions as filled with pain didn’t come close to covering how she felt.The area was serene and no one was around. She could enjoy the moment just by sitting on top of one of the shiny rocks. She picked some smaller ones and began to throw them into the water.Hours passed by without her realizing it, and she decided to hurry back to the others as it was getting dark. Being ready for the meeting that Dante mentioned would be a wise choice since she had no energy for chaos left in her.Upon returning, the entire place had been set. White roses covered the large space outside with four columns of table arranged, each facing the other. Surroun
Dante was grunting in pain as the entire place was filled with wolfs-bane, weakening him. Ariel reached for the unconscious Freya and carelessly dragged her body through the rough ground. Dante stretched his hands in a bid to hold back Freya but was stabbed by Nefline with an arrow laced with sliver, making him screech in pain.“You should have had that sex with me. Maybe I wouldn’t have turned bitter,” she whispered into his ear, licking him.Dante fell unconscious as he watched the entire place littered with bodies. His sight blurred out as he saw Nefline slit one of his enforcer’s throats. It took four hours for Dante to regain conscientiousness. When he did, he transformed into his wolf, howling as loud as he could. Thereafter, he fell to the floor, weakened by both the poison in his system and the rush of anger consuming every nerve in his system.* * *It has been six hours since Freya has been made to walk. Neither food nor water has been given to her. Her feet were bruised be
A two-year-old boy held Freya's hand, his tiny fingers wrapped around hers. He looked exactly like Dante, with Freya's kind eyes. The little folk tried taking fast strides as he walked with Freya. “Archer Blue Dante, come on, slow down. You know you have shorter legs,” Freya spoke to the boy as if he was an adult.The little boy, as if reading meaning into his mother's scolding, pouted his lips and froze. Freya bent to his level and swooped him off his feet, tickling the sweet boy. He writhed and struggled in her hold before she slouched him over her shoulder once more.She was taking a stroll through the pack house, heading for the prison. Today was the visiting day for prisoners, and she always took out time to visit them, especially the Tahilas. Under Freya, that system was reformed. Tahilas were now prisoners who committed acts like treason, murder, rape, and domestic violence. Yes, she didn't want any negative strings in her kingdom. Even with that, she visited them, made sure the
Months later…Freya was dressed in a blue princess gown with diamonds around the waist region and a crown on her head. A baby boy was draped over her arms, dressed in white and sleeping peacefully. A soft knock on the door and it was opened.“Are you ready?” Dante asked, leaning to kiss Freya. He was dressed in black trousers, a white shirt with black cloaks and a crown. His had more pearls in red than that of Freya.Looking at them, the baby in Freya's arms looked like a replica of Dante except for his eyes. They screamed that of Freya. He was so beautiful and innocent.“Yes, I am, Daddy,” Freya added with a chuckle.“Keep doing that, and we won't make it to our own Coronation, Luna. Don't be naughty. Our son is here.”These past months have been filled with peace, love, and growth for Freya and Dante. Ariel and her dad had been imprisoned along with the followers of Ares who survived. The Blood Moon pack had also merged into one, with Dante ruling. All the supporters who fought besid
Freya and Dante lay dead as Dante's men arrived. Theo was growling with anger. The survivors looked as good as dead. Injured in all parts of their bodies, they were bleeding. Hope was lost.“We have to take them back to the pack house. We can't leave our Alpha here like a common rogue. Now that Ares has killed him, Ares would be regrouping to attack the GrandAlpha and our side of the pack. He would completely want to take control of the Blood Moon pack,” Oswald said.Wyatt, with tears streaming down his eyes, reached for Dante in a bid to pay his respect. Seeing how Dante and Freya's blood has gathered in a pool, he wept harder. It was like a trail of wine which found its fountain and then formed a circle, except it was their blood.“I hope we win this war and your sacrifices are not in vain,” he whispered.Standing to return to the others, something happened.The moon, which was only, but a hint, came to be full, shining lavishly at where the blood had gathered. The whooshed and calm
Dante examined Freya's neck and saw that the rope didn't do much damage. He scooped her up and tried carrying her back to the car but was intercepted by Ares who he hadn't noticed his presence.He slashed Dante's knees with his claws. “Leaving the party already?” he queried.Groaning as he held firmly onto Freya, careful not to drop her. “I would love to stay, but my Mate is unwell. A bastard messed with her.”Again Ares advanced towards him, but Dante was rapid to move out of the but he got pricked with a syringe instead. Dante turned to see the source of his pain, and there stood Bryant Bryce, the Alpha of Dark Pack. From the dizziness Dante was fighting, he had injected him with silver mixed with wolfsbane.Dante began to cough. “I knew you were too much of a pussy to be working alone. I never knew that you would join with the weak ones just to take what's not yours. Bryant, you took your opportunity well.” “Let's say that I seize power when the time is right,” Ares said.Freya wa
After the attack, Dante declared a few days to serve as a recuperating time for his people. The dead were buried with their loved ones in constant mourning, and the injured were treated. Most of the guests who were from the other packs had their people money their bodies back to their packs.He was fuming that one had dared step on his authority. Now was the time to unite his entire pack. Dante tried to reach his second in command but to no avail. Instead, a member of his old pack had found him, saying, “Ares has gone mad.”His suspicions had to be confirmed. After he vacated the throne to find Freya, he suffered a series of attacks. No one knew about his absence except Area. It only pointed out that Ares had been behind it all along and now, he had united with his enemies to bring Dante down. An unforgivable sin.Dante was growing frustrated at the slow pace of things. With no choice, he put his trust in Wyatt and the web thing Freya had created. Every second seemed to drag longer as
Freya had only managed to lay on her bed when Ariel's condescending laughter woke her up. “What now?” she mumbled to herself.“Guess who's in luck?” Ariel questioned.“You?”“Oh, dear,” she croaked. Ariel snapped her fingers and Freya's cell was opened. “Alpha Ares wants the execution now. I guess he got tired of your presence,” she happily announced.Hearing that, Freya's heart sank. She was getting killed sooner than she had expected. Before she could utter a word, strong arms gripped her, dragging her unwilling body out. “Ariel, if I get the chance to survive this, I promise you, your head will be on a stick. I don't care if your father put you up to this or if you willingly decided to,” she ranted, bashing the men holding her.“Oh, well. Empty threats. A dead girl can't come back for revenge.”Freya had been dragged to the eager crowd outside. They were roaring and enjoying their merriment. A burning fire had also been lit in the middle, exposing the gallow by the side.“Tonight,
“That’s no way to treat our guest. Remove her chain,” Ares ordered as soon as Freya got in.The guard did as he was told. When her hands were free, she rubbed her wrist and groaned in pain. The guard bowed and left.“Don’t just stand there. Help yourself,” Ares ordered Freya.She didn’t have to be asked twice as she grabbed a cup of water, downing it with greed before moving to dish a plate of everything on the table. Forgetting her manners, Freya ate hungrily, filling the yearning with emptiness in her body.Ares chuckled and watched her in amusement. “Go ahead, have some more. You’ll need all your strength for what’s to come.”When Freya could eat no more, she collapsed on her chair, patting her belly. “Can we now get to the reason you summoned me?” she began. “I know it’s not to feed and take care of Dante’s property. You couldn't care less.”Ares nodded to Freya and pulled out his chair, standing and walking over to Freya. When he sat on the top of her table, hanging one leg out, F
Furniture was broken, tables overturned with food spilled all over the floor. The floor was decorated with blood, splashed across the earth. People were laying in heaps on the floor. Dante saw Maya’s body lying protectively near Jodie’s, and he howled again. He was stable as Oswald had taken out most of the arrows, cutting him to aid the poison in his system flow out. He was stable, and he decided to stumble around through the place, kneeling to them, “check around and see if we have survivors,” he ordered.Just as he wanted to stand, he reached for Maya and felt her skin. She was still alive, and her eyes flew open in shock. He moved Maya to feel Jodie, and she was alive too and well. They were just using their survival mode since they were overpowered.“Thank goodness,” he breathed. Helping them up, he led them away from the dead bodies and settled them on a chair.Standing up, he surveyed the rest of the place, taking in the damages. With the help of Oswald who looked too okay as
Dante was grunting in pain as the entire place was filled with wolfs-bane, weakening him. Ariel reached for the unconscious Freya and carelessly dragged her body through the rough ground. Dante stretched his hands in a bid to hold back Freya but was stabbed by Nefline with an arrow laced with sliver, making him screech in pain.“You should have had that sex with me. Maybe I wouldn’t have turned bitter,” she whispered into his ear, licking him.Dante fell unconscious as he watched the entire place littered with bodies. His sight blurred out as he saw Nefline slit one of his enforcer’s throats. It took four hours for Dante to regain conscientiousness. When he did, he transformed into his wolf, howling as loud as he could. Thereafter, he fell to the floor, weakened by both the poison in his system and the rush of anger consuming every nerve in his system.* * *It has been six hours since Freya has been made to walk. Neither food nor water has been given to her. Her feet were bruised be