Delaney As soon as I climb down the hatch, I know that something is horribly wrong.To start with, there’s smoke everywhere, so much of it that my eyes start to burn immediately, and the thickness of it hits the back of my throat when I inhale and makes me cough. Panic rises in me, reaching an all-time high. What is this? What’s happening? These are the questions that I’m asking myself because there’s no way that this is normal. I start toward the passageway, and find it by a miracle because of how difficult it is to see. I don’t see a single person around, and the closer toward the houses and the bar I get, the hotter it gets, too. Fire. There’s a fire. Many of the houses on either side of me are in flames, and I gasp, horrified. Goddess, what happened? “Hello!? Hello!? Is there anyone there!? Hello!?”Nobody. Nothing. I don’t receive a single answer. I use the hem of my shirt to cover my nose. I needed some water, but this will have to do. I start speeding up as I look around,
AlecAs soon as I open the hatch, smoke billows out of it, so thick that it threatens to choke me. Shit. I can’t believe this. My eyes are wide as I take in the scene in front of me. This can’t be happening. How? How did this happen!?I stand, contemplating my options. I didn’t even ask Carla what she meant; I just hung up the phone and came straight here. But Delaney supposedly went through this hatch, unless she saw the smoke and turned back. If that’s the case, where is she and how can I find her?I look around desperately as I weigh my options. The one thing that begs my attention is how on earth Carla managed to find out about all this. I stand back and run a hand down my hair as I stare at the hatch. When I think of climbing down the side ladder, a distant explosion that causes fumes to rise from the hatch is heard, and I stand back from it even further. Going down there would be suicidal, and I have to believe that Delaney would never go down there. She’s not there. I hav
Delaney We arrive at a very obscure, shady motel. Nobody goes to the reception, so I’m assuming that it’s not necessary. Pollux has the key to one of the very last rooms, so he opens it and we all slip inside. Cade carries Paola in, and immediately sets her down on one of the twin beds. I look around at the group, and run a hand down my hair. Guilt is an understatement. I’ve ruined everything. Everything. Once again. Now, we don’t have a home, and many of the rebels have been caught and taken to locations that we don’t know. We have no way of rescuing them. Matteo is also gone, and he hasn’t contacted us at all. It’s all a mess, and Cade says that he doubts we’ll be able to come back from this. Alec. I’ve been trying not to think about him, but it’s getting increasingly harder. Everything we went through felt so real. The way he touched me. The way we kissed. It was all out of a fairytale. It was magical. But he used me. For some reason, he used me. Distracted me, maybe. And th
DelaneyRegrouping hasn’t been easy, and the waiting feels endless. But finally, Matteo gave us a sign of life. He’s on the way to us right now, and he claims that he has information that might leave us optimistic. Honestly, that’s exactly what we all need. The last few days haven’t been easy on any of us, so any bit of news that might cheer us up will be welcome. I can’t begin to imagine what he’s going to tell us, but he wouldn’t have said that he had good news if he didn’t. I’ve felt a bit calmer since talking to Pollux. I still feel responsible for the ruination of the Underworld and also the numerous deaths that occurred. Yes, I hadn’t given Alec any map, but if I’d told people about it instead of wasting time being seduced by him, then many lives could have been spared. I’ve been trying not to think about him too much, and there’s so much to talk about that it’s been fairly easy. The only thing that reassures me is knowing that we’ll get back at them for what they did becaus
Delaney“Three days,” Matteo says to the whole group. “That’s when the meeting will be held in the courthouse.”“How do you know?” I ask Matteo. “Obtaining this information hasn’t been easy, and it cost us a few lives,” he says, a shadow descending upon his face. “Reynold snuck into the courthouse to go through the papers. He was caught, but not before sending the date and time to me. My guess is that he quickly disposed of the phone before the Gammas got to him.”I don’t know who that was, but I feel sad. Very sad. People die for this cause all the time, and it helps me understand what my father felt. He was the one who’d encouraged this movement, and in the end, all the deaths around him hadn’t amounted to much. Goddess, it’s still shocking to even think of that man in such a way, but he is my father, and I can’t help but wonder if I’m ever going to see him again. But he’s wrong, though. No death is meaningless when it comes to a movement like ours. It sends a powerful message ac
AlecTwo days. In two days, all the great Alphas of our country will be dead, and I’ll be the one responsible for their deaths. Every hour that I don’t have news of Delaney fuels my rage. If she’s dead—if she’s fucking dead—I’ll burn this entire city to the ground. I haven’t had this kind of mental clarity in a long time. It’s like now, I’m finally awake, and I know that I’ve been living a lie. A big lie. Although I got myself out of the situation with Carla, she no longer believes me. Labeling her as crazy was my only way of getting out of being killed, but I know I’m running out of time. Sooner or later, my ‘treachery’ will be uncovered, and the Alphas will all punish me the way they punished Jason. He only pulled that trigger because he knew that being captured would be a thousand times worse than killing himself. Well, my plan is different. I plan on getting to them before they have a chance to get to me. “Alpha Alec,” my Beta says as he knocks on the door of my office. I d
Delaney Today. The explosion is today. I’ve been taut with nerves since I woke up, and I didn’t even sleep well to begin with. Everyone’s been looking around at each other, not saying a word, and waiting. I haven’t seen Matteo since I woke up, so maybe, he’s not around? It kind of feels surreal that it’s going to happen, and that he’s going to die. Nothing has sunk in yet. I’m walking around in this permanent state of disbelief, and it’s kind of terrifying. I think I’m not the only one who feels this way, and this is confirmed when Paola says, “I can’t believe it’s going to happen today.”I look at her from my position on the floor. She’s on the bed and staring at the door. Her eyes have a vacant look in them, and when she senses me staring, she turns her head to meet my gaze. Her expression is haunted as she says, “It’s almost impossible to believe, isn’t it?”I nod. “It is.”Matteo has asked a few of us to accompany him to the courthouse, where we’ll watch the explosion happen
Alec I check the time on my watch. It’s 7:45 on the dot, which means that in forty-five minutes, at 8:30, this entire courthouse will go up in flames. Since the bomb has a timer, I don’t have to do a single thing. I’ll just have to show up to the meeting and then excuse myself right before it happens. It’s a good thing that I’m not the head of the meeting. One of the Alphas from our neighboring city will be giving the speech. I’ll be in the background, where nobody will see me. It hasn’t been easy to get the job done, because I had to do it myself. I put all the bombs that we recovered from the rebels under the ground, the same ground where the meeting will be held. The massive office is covered in a blue carpet, so the floor is never seen. All I had to do was remove a few tiles, dig just enough for the bomb to fit into the whole, and then cover it up. I did it last night, and all by myself. It’s incredible how easily one can slip in here when being an Alpha. Nobody questioned it,
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.