Delaney Alec picks me up at ten am sharp. I say a lengthy goodbye to Anna, who has helped me heal and kept me company during the hardest part of my recovery process.I am very glad to have met her. She’s a delightful person to be around. I’ll miss her. I want to ask her for contact details so we can catch up sometime, but then I realize that this is a crazy thought. We should probably never see each other again. The circumstances surrounding the way we met are just too bizarre for us to see each other again. Alec would probably never allow it.It’s better this way. “Stay safe,” she says while pulling away from our hug. Alec is standing by the door, watching us. I don’t turn around to look at him. In fact, I haven’t looked his way ever silence he arrived. I did a lot of thinking last night, and keeping my distance is probably the right thing to do. He’s right. What we’re doing is madness, and we’re confusing—or maybe I am—what’s actually happening here. The kiss was a huge mistak
Delaney It’s been over an hour, and I still haven’t found the place. I keep making sure that my hair is under the scarf so that I don’t give myself away foolishly. Goddess, what was I thinking, stopping here? But then again, what choice did I have? I had to get out of the car at some point, and that was the most familiar place to me. But maybe I made a mistake, because I don’t know where I am anymore. I’m lost. In this huge city full of danger lurking at every corner, I’m lost. The good thing is that it’s still daylight, so at least I have that on my side. I keep praying to the goddess to give me strength and show me the way, but so far, I haven’t come across a single spot that’s familiar to me, and it’s not like I can ask for directions from people. I pass by hotels, and restaurants, and even storefronts. People don’t glance twice at me. I’m just a woman with her hair covered by a scarf walking past them. Nothing suspicious. Nothing new. I’m glad he decided to give me the scarf,
DelaneyI walk in, not saying a word to the guys standing outside. The bar’s name is Rogue, to my astonishment. I step through the heavy doors and immediately feel out of place. It’s clear from what I’m wearing and my overall style that I don’t belong here, and I stick out like a sore thumb. The bar is dimly lit, with neon signs flickering on the walls in shades of red, blue, and green. All of them say Rogue. They cast strange shadows across the room, making everything look a little distorted, a little off. Strange. The scent of leather, sweat, and cheap beer fills the air, along with the constant low hum of conversation, broken by the occasional rough laugh or clink of glasses. They’re everywhere, these men. I don’t spot a woman anywhere. A few pairs of eyes glance my way as I enter, sizing me up. I try to avoid their gazes, but I can feel them lingering. I keep my head down, pretending to focus on the floor, but I can’t shake the tight knot forming in my stomach. The place is
DelaneyWe keep walking forward, and we reach the Omegatrix. The sight of it makes me cry out in relief, and I collapse right outside, right before I reach the entrance. My legs weaken, and I’m so damn relieved that I have a hard time breathing. The men who escorted me enter the cavern, and a few seconds later, they come rushing out with Francesca trailing right behind them. “By the goddess!” she exclaims. “Delaney! You’re here!”I try to stand up, and walk with her inside the bar. From the corner of my eye, I see that the bar is crowded with people, but I don’t meet anyone’s eyes. I go with her to the back, and then she opens the store room and helps me inside. “I’ll sit on the floor,” I tell her. She helps me sit down, and I lean against the wall. I feel like shit, and I want to vomit. I can’t believe that I got away with that. That I survived the streets, and survived that rogue bar. “What do you need, sweetheart?” she asks me. “Water,” I say. “Please.”She leaves the room
AlecI keep watching Delaney until she disappears around the corner. That’s when I realize that I’ve been out here for too long, and I should have left a long time ago. I speed down the road, making sure not to look around for her. I’ve done my part. That’s what I tell myself over and over again. I’ve done my part. I can’t do more without sacrificing everything I have. I’ve gotten involved way too much as it is. If anyone finds out, I’m done for. I drive, intending to go home. I’ve had a rough few days, and I just want to forget that this has all happened. It’ll all fade to the back of my mind like a dream would, and I’ll go back to it whenever I want to indulge, but that’s it. I can’t do more without seriously harming my reputation. I know I’ve never really wanted to be Alpha, but I’d be a fool to say that I don’t enjoy the privileges that I have. It’s fucking amazing. There’s nothing in this world that’s better than being Alpha. Everything I did in these past few days was pos
Delaney "I'm glad you're safe," Paola whispers in my ear. "I was so worried about you.""I was worried about you, too," I confess. "I only felt calmer when Francesca told me that you and your brother had gone somewhere with Matteo. That was when I believed that you got back here safely. Were you hurt?"Matteo interrupts the moment by saying, "Delaney, could we have a word? It's urgent."Paola doesn't have a chance to answer my question. I pull away from her, and look at him. His expression is pretty neutral, and I can't figure out if that's good or bad, not yet. If I had to guess, I'd say that he's watching me suspiciously. I nod, and Paola releases my fingers after squeezing them, signaling that Matteo and I are supposed to have this conversation without them. We head back into the store room that gives me way too much anxiety now because of what it's hiding, and Matteo closes the door. "I have a few questions to ask you, and I want you to tell me the truth," he begins. "I like yo
Alec After the meeting, I drive on home.Everything is getting more and more complicated, and now that I know about Alpha Jason potentially consorting against us, I don't really know how to act. I’d be considered a sympathizer, too, if they found out what I did for Delaney Waters, a woman tied up so far into all of this that it’s almost hard to believe. Alpha Fredrick will send me a file tonight. Honestly, I’m sickened by all of this. I don’t want to have to fight against Alpha Jason or anyone, really. Does that make me a weak Alpha? Do I have to love the taste of blood to be a great leader? It seems that’s the only way of looking at it, but in my defense, I don’t want more people to die. This war has barely started, and I’m already exhausted. The good thing is that I’ve sworn Delaney out of my life. I don’t care how much my wolf rebels against me for doing it. I had to cut the connection between us, even though I do still feel like I need to repay her for taking the blame and bei
DelaneyMatteo is keeping me away from the main duties of the rebellion while he deliberates, and honestly, I’m not complaining. I need the time to sit back and rest. I feel like I haven’t done that since I left the prison, where I had no much rest that I grew tired of it. It’s incredible how I now miss the peace and silence that came with being locked up. Out here in the world, everything is always moving so quickly, and there’s hardly enough time to think. I’m alone now, though, and that helps. Paola went with her brother and Matteo to do goddess-knows-what, and I’m underground by myself in the little house they own. I’ve been sleeping all day, losing track of time. My body is still recovering from the multiple injuries I had, which seem to be fading now with each passing hour. The deeper wounds are still tender, but the burns in my legs haven’t scarred that much. One would have to look very closely to see them. Not that I care about scarring or even appearances. I recognize tha
AlecI wake up suddenly, in the middle of the night. It’s another one of those nightmares that make my fucking ankle burn like shit. I sit up, reaching for it in hopes that it’ll remember to stop hurting, and that’s when I realize that Delaney isn’t in bed beside me like she has been for the past seven years. “Delaney?” I say loudly. “Here,” I hear her say. She’s standing near the balcony, which I only realize now is open. The curtains are billowing in the wind, covering her from view. I get out of bed, and limp to where she’s standing. She turns to look at me, and fuck, my heart stops beating for a moment. She’s never not stolen my breath from me. Snatched it right out of my lungs. “What’s wrong, baby?” I ask her as I approach her. “Just thinking,” she says as she turns to face me. She places her hands on either side of me, and I inch closer to her and kiss her lips. “I didn’t mean to wake you,” she says. “No, it wasn’t you, it was my foot,” I explain briefly. I then pay clos
DelaneyAlec comes up behind me, his arms circling my waist. It startles me because I was so deep in my thoughts that I completely forgot that he was somewhere behind me. All I can think about is the election that will start in about twenty minutes. We’ll be late if we don’t leave the house now. “You okay?” he asks while placing a tender kiss along my jawline. I find it in me to smile at him. “Never been better.”“It’s finally happening,” he claims as he steps back. I turn around to face him, and he hops back on his one good foot to circle my waist with his arms again. “I hope that’s not sadness I see in your eyes.”“No, I’m just thinking,” I admit. The memories claw at the edges of my mind as Alec’s arms tighten around my waist. His warmth anchors me in the present, but it’s not enough to silence the ghosts of the past. Faces flash before my eyes—people we lost, friends who sacrificed everything, moments drenched in pain and blood.But here we are. The war is over. We won.It doe
Alec Delaney. No. Pain courses through me, thick and intent to kill. She shouldn’t be here. When I realized she wasn’t in the car that came speeding down the road, I was relieved. But now she’s here, with the few other rebels who came here to save me. I don’t know what is going on. “Ah,” the sick fuck next to me says. He has his eyes on Delaney. On my girl. And the gleam in his eyes is twisted. “Miss Renner. You’ve finally joined us. I thought you’d never come.”At the sound of the man’s voice, her face completely transforms. She appears fierce. Ready. A warrior. My heart swells with pride, then shrinks with fear in the same beat. “You’ll unhand him,” she says, stepping into the role of a rebel leader swiftly. Seamlessly. “Or, we’re going to rain bullets down on you. On all of you.”The man laughs, and the crowd gasps. I stare at her face, and pray to the goddess that she won’t die here, right before my eyes. That’ll kill me faster than the silver will. “How typical of rebe
Delaney I drive around in circles, and nothing springs to mind. I don't find Alec, nor do I figure out what to do. I even drive all the way to our pack, and nothing. I think it's ridiculous for me to assume that I'd find information on him so quickly. Who would tell me? How would I just know? I guess what made me run so fast was the need to get away from Pollux. The fact that he'd hated on me for so long simply because I hadn't recognized him as my mate means a lot. He was always toxic and problematic, but at least I didn't fall for his schemes. I have this distinct feeling that tonight, everything is about to change. Thinking about Alec makes me cry. If it weren't for Pollux, he would've been safe. He doesn't deserve whatever will happen to him. He's a good person and all he ever tried to do was help us. I feel so responsible. Now, I don't know where to find the others or why they even left the camp to begin with, and I have no clue where to find Alec.I've never felt so lost
Alec When I open my eyes, I realize that I’m in a very bright room. That’s the first thing. The second thing is that there’s someone standing right next to me. On my right, to be precise. I look up and see the man from earlier. He’s peering down at me with disdain written all over his face. When he sees that I’m awake, he smiles a little and asks me, “Ready for what’s to come?”I look down at my body and realize that I’m still in wolf form. Pain immediately shoots down my paw when I try to move, and a growl leaves my lips. I’m chained to a metal table, and I have to way of moving without feeling a crippling kind of pain. “Yes, I think you are,” he claims. Before I know it, the table starts to move and I’m being wheeled out. The sharp screech of metal grates in my ears as the table wheels over the polished floor. Because all my senses are sharper in this form, I see and hear a lot better, so these little sounds while I’m disoriented are too loud and obnoxious in my ear. But not
Delaney “How!?” I yell as I continue punching his chest. “How could you have done such a thing!? HOW!?”Pollux takes the punches and doesn’t say anything. I grow angrier with his sudden silence, and punch him even harder. After a while, my arms start to hurt and my throat grows hoarse from all the screaming. I step back, and let my arms drop to my sides. By the goddess. What the hell is happeningHow did things take such a terrible turn in a matter of hours?I realize that I’m screaming in the streets while people are driving and walking by, and that somehow, I lost my beanie. My hair is out, red and wild, but I could’ve give a shit less about that. Alec has been captured. Everything has gone to shit. Shit, shit, shit.A strangled sound leaves my throat as I try not to cry. I can’t cry now. I have to use this anger to focus on what the hell I’m going to do. I bite my knuckles and think deeply. Where could they have taken Alec? “Delaney,” Pollux has the audacity to say. “You’re not
Delaney Upon reaching the bar, I find it empty. The doors are barricaded and it looks like there hasn’t been anyone in here for a while. The windows are broken, and when I peer inside, everything is covered in dust. What’s worse is that I don’t even see footprints, so I know that nobody was in here. They aren’t here. I’ve wasted my time coming all the way here. Bile rises up my throat, and I have to throw up on the side of the road, right next to Cade’s car. I don’t feel better afterward. Instead, this has made me more nauseous. I don’t have much left inside of me, though, just breakfast from earlier. I get in the car, and shut the door. I run my fingers through my hair as wave after wave of despair crash into me. I pull my knees up to my chest and rest my forehead against the steering wheel as despair takes hold of me. This wasn’t supposed to happen. They were supposed to be here. I hoped they’d be. I’d imagined walking through those doors and finding them—safe, together, alive.
Alec It doesn’t take me long to find out that there will be a raid in a newly discovered rogue camp not too far from the city. They were hidden in the middle of nowhere, but someone leaked the information and now, everyone will be headed there when the sun sets. I have a feeling deep inside of me that Delaney is in that camp, and I now regret telling her not to tell me the address of where she was staying. That way, I’d be sure.Fuck. That doesn’t mean I can’t call her though. I tell myself that as soon as I can, I’ll give her a call and ask for her exact location. Right now, I’m just waiting for this meeting to end. I notice that the hall is uncommonly empty, which makes me wonder where the hell everyone else is. Where have they gone? I’m not in the state of mind to ask, though. Carla’s burial was meant to be today, but I’ve asked for them to cremate her instead. I’ll keep the ashes at home and…I don’t know. I don’t know what I’ll do with them. So much is going on. I don’t have
DelaneySaying goodbye to Alec is always a bittersweet moment. This time, it’s more bitter than it is sweet. He drops me off near the car, and after saying goodbye to each other for the hundredth time, I start making my way back to the rebel camp. At least now I know that we have Alec’s support. What happens next can’t be predicted by anyone, we’ll just have to wait and see. And keep fighting, of course. I hope I won’t find the group as demoralized as they were last night. I come bearing good news, I hope. I hope it’ll cheer them up. We’ll see.The drive back feels longer than it should. Maybe it’s the silence in the car. The rebels don’t exactly have state-of-the-art vehicles, and the rumbling engine is loud enough to drown out my thoughts if I let it. But my brain insists on working overtime, replaying Alec’s words over and over again.I clench the steering wheel tighter, his words curling like smoke in my mind. I’ve never felt this desperate, not even when I was in the prison.