Delaney As I make my way inside the bar, I’m thinking about what that stranger said to me. I should probably alarm people about him, but I don’t want to cause a panic when the man will probably be gone by the time they start looking for him. Besides, Matteo is here. He’s seated near the bar, and he has a bandage wrapped around his head. Some of the people, who I’m guessing were already in the bar, are crowded around him and telling him how glad they are that he’s alive. He’s answering some of their questions politely when he catches my eye over someone’s shoulder. I can tell right away that something is wrong. Or rather, that a serious discussion will ensue. Francesca says to me, “He asked for you.”My heart sinks a little. Of course he did. I expected this. “Everyone,” he says while putting his hands up. The small crowd falls silent. “I appreciate your concern, and I thank you for your kind words. But as you know, we’re in the midst of a war, and I have a lot to discuss with s
DelaneyOnce it’s after four in the morning, that’s when I decide to leave the house. There’s an exit that’s pretty well-guarded during the day but is neglected at night. The exit leads to the woods just outside the city, I believe, based on the maps I’ve seen in the library of this whole Underworld. I leave a note to let Paola and Pollux know that I’ll be back and that there’s something I need to take care of, and then I open the door carefully so I don’t make a sound. I have all the emergency phone numbers with me. If something happens, I’ll know who to call. I’m not as unprepared as I was the last time I had to go out there. I know that I didn’t inform any one of where I’m going, but if it’s not a threat to the rebellion or the Underworld, then why should I? It’s a personal matter. I can have a life outside of this, can’t I?As I’d predicted, the entrance is vacant. I don’t see a home guarding it. Usually, one needs permission to leave, but because I don’t have one as I doubt I’
DelaneyMy mother can’t seem to get over her shock for a few moments, and when she does, she surprises me by wanting to slam the door on my face. I put my hand out to stop her, and then lodge my foot between the door and the doorframe. “What are you doing here!?” she asks wildly while stepping back, stumbling into the living room before I can even take a good look at her face. “What do you want from me!?”Her fear is confusing the hell out of me. I close the door behind me after entering the living room and tell her, “I just wanted to talk to you, Mom.”“About what?” she asks hysterically as she makes her way closer to the couch and the side table next to it, where her telephone is. I should have reacted faster, but I watch her in confusion instead as she picks up the phone and starts to dial some number. My feet begin to move just as she says, “Hello? Yes, I need help! There’s a dangerous—”I grab the phone from her hand and slam it down on the receiver while frowning. “What the h
AlecAt this rate, it’s starting to feel like I’ll never have a normal day no matter how much I try to fix things. I step out of the car and slam my door on the way out. My Beta is already here, and since I don’t see him anywhere around, I’m guessing he’s inside the house. Margaret’s neighbors are all lingering outside, waiting to be given some information. They’re currently forming a circle around the house, and some of our Gammas are standing before them, armed to inflict fear. They can’t come in this house, not if what I’ve been told is true. There are four other people inside the house, and my Beta is standing next to the body. My heart sinks at the sight of the pool of blood around this woman’s head. I move closer, my footsteps loud in the too-quiet house. My Beta looks up and says, “Well, we’ve got a serious problem in our hands.”“What happened exactly?” I ask. “She called the emergency number in case Delaney Waters showed up, but she didn’t say much else before the call e
DelaneyPollux hasn’t taken his eyes off me since we left Margaret’s house. There’s a slight tremble in my hand, and I’m nauseous. All I can think about is that sickening crack followed by the pool of dark blood around her head. I killed her. I caused this. He’s asked me what’s wrong more than once, but I can’t bring myself to say anything. I’m still struggling to process everything that I learned so far. How will people take this news?Will they even believe me?Will I say something?We spend hours driving around, and even so, I don’t speak. We can’t make it back now because people will see us during the day. It has to be after the sun has set. That’s what Pollux says to me. However, I’m so shocked that I lose track of time. I’m just thinking and thinking, and then, before I know it, we reach the hatch, and he and I are walking toward it. We’ve abandoned the car where we found it, and the sun has set. We have to get out of sight quickly before we’re spotted. It’s only once we’
Delaney"Look at me," Alec pleads after a lengthy moment of silence has passed. "You have to leave before the worst happens. They're searching for you all over now, and I won't be able to protect you. More Alphas are involved. It's going to be a mess just like it was the first time.""Protect me?" I hear myself ask. "I thought that you were done with me."His face hardens imperceptibly, and he lets his arm fall to his side. "I thought I was, but whenever I think of cutting you off for good, I can't."I fall silent at this. He's here to warn me, and I'm trying to take jabs at him. None of this is his fault, and up to now, it's clear that all he did was try to protect me in his own way. "I'm sorry," I say after a few seconds have passed. I stare into his eyes when I add, "I shouldn't have said that. It was insensitive. I know that you're just trying to help me, for some reason.""Will you leave?" he asks. "I can make all the arrangements. All you have to do is leave. This won't end wel
Delaney The softness of the kiss doesn't last long. Soon, Alec is kissing me with a passion that burns right through me. His hand slides over my breast before it settles on my hip, where his fingers dig into my flesh. My hands—and every other part of my body—have a mind of their own. I slide them up his broad chest, feeling his muscles flexing under his shirt. My fingers curl around the hair on the back of his head, pulling him closer toward me. My legs part, allowing him to settle between them. Once that happens, he gets even closer to me, and I feel his erection against my hip. It sends me into a spiral and a deep panic that mixes in with my desire and needs, and makes the moment even more pleasurable for me. This is madness. Absolute madness. But I wouldn't have it any other way. Alec hooks his hands behind my thighs, and I practically jump on him while wrapping my legs around his waist. He slams me against the wall once before, breaking the kiss for a few seconds to plant op
AlecHer taste floods my mouth as she comes, clenching tightly around my fingered and I lap it all up like I’m dying of thirst. Before this moment, I was and hadn’t even known it. Her scent envelops me. It’s all I smell when I breathe in, and it’s in my mouth now too. But I need more. This isn’t enough. I need her in my fucking bloodstream so she can become an essential part of me. I need her the way my lungs need oxygen. I straighten up, my wolf threatening to make an appearance. I fight with him to keep him underneath, and it’s a constant battle because he wants his mate, but I have to have her before he does. He can’t enjoy her before I can. Delaney stares at me with huge dark eyes. Her face is covered in a thin layer of sweat, and she looks so angelic with her legs spread open for me and her lips bruised from my kisses. I’m struggling with control right now, because I want nothing more than to bury myself inside of her and claim her in the way I’ve always fantasized about do
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.