My knees buckled, and I gripped myself tightly while clenching my heart. It actually ached. This guilt swallowed me whole, and I could not resurface from it. “Those attacks…Tobias is dead!” I whimpered messily. “Harold was nearly killed…my mother was killed! Because of me!” I cried. “What-I don’t-I can’t do this! I just want to leave! Why can’t you just let me leave?!” I lifted my violently shaking hand to wipe away my tears when I felt his large hand against my cheek, wiping them away for me;
When I looked up, he was sitting there across from me, his legs folded. For some reason, I was amazed by his casual gesture to just sit across from me as if he were equal to me. As if I was his equal.
“Did you ask to be born with such treasure flowing through your veins?”
I half-shook my head before dropping
Alastair: I hadn’t seen Valene hardly at all after our little back and forth. I thought that giving her time to cool down was for the best but apparently, it wasn’t. Maybe…maybe she wasn’t going to calm down. Maybe I’d finally crossed the line, but…but I just could not imagine that this would be her breaking point. She was no longer outside, and she was nowhere in the packhouse. She wasn’t at our home either. Where could she be? Part of me had hoped that she’d left but my gut told me that she hadn’t. Ares would have informed me before they left. “I have a bad feeling, Wade,” Aziz whispered in the back of my mind.
AzizAlmost two years to the day. A day that changed everyone’s lives. Specifically, Alastair…and not for the better.My counterpart had become a robot since the death of our pup. None of us changed particularly for the better, but Alastair was definitely the worst. And admittedly...I was hardly any better off.After the loss of Valene, we immediately went for a run. It wasn’t intentional but instinctual. We kept running and running until we could run no longer. We finally realized what we had done in leaving the pack and our town…our people when we found ourselves in Montana.Alastair wanted to run back home on his own accord, but I insisted that we did not. Grief-stricken and having been over five days without food or water, it wouldn’t be too much longer before I’d turn feral and him along with me.I’d tried to convince him to get a hotel somewhere until Toran or Minken showed up to drive us back home. He wouldn’t. Somehow, my counterpart felt comfort in being in my skin versus his
Alastair:Per usual, he was right. Aziz was right about how I’d been treating Harlyn. It was as if I was exploring new ways to be an even worse father than the day before. I had completely discarded Harlyn’s life in an attempt to avoid positive emotions. Birthdays meant nothing to me anymore; holidays meant even less. Everything that I did after Valene’s death just provoked a feeling of going through the motions.Toran had taken the helm for the greater part of a year and a half. He was understanding as he, himself, realized that he didn’t know what shape he’d be in had he lost Talon. He could hardly stand losing Tobias as he did.“I’m sorry, Az,” I finally said. “I…I have been selfish, and I apologize. Ha
Alastair: “Another one, Herry,” I said as I sat at the bar on my tenth shot of whiskey. “Sir, are you sure that you should-” Herry started when he saw the freshly annoyed look on my face. I liked Herry and quite enjoyed his company for the most part, especially for a human. Sometimes, however, the guy could easily forget that I was not so prone to inebriation as the rest of his customers. “Herry,” “Yes, sir,” he quipped without another word. He poured me two more shots of whiskey and then continued wiping down glasses. I took a shot as John linked with me. “How are they doing on the mission?” I asked, deciding that I had very little to hide in terms of who I was, so I communicated to my delta aloud. The mental connection to him was just as strong when I was verbal. Training had gone particularly well with the younger pack members, so it was time for their first field mission. A few ferals had been spotted near Shadow Veils city line. This wasn’t something that was considered to
The seemingly young woman’s expression turned curious. “Daughter? A human?” a dry chortle left her lips as she took yet another shot. “You can understand why that is hard to believe.”“I’m sure,” I agreed. “It wasn’t an easy title to have,” I confessed. “In fact, more often than not, I didn’t display good father characteristics. She’d probably be here now if I had.”At this point, I had begun receding into my own thoughts and regrets concerning my title of father. I couldn’t imagine that Caris would be particularly proud of how everything turned out. She sacrificed herself for nothing.“Caris did not sacrifice herself for nothing!
Alastair: Midnight was creeping in, and I stood outside the Shadow Veil’s packhouse. I had begun taking up smoking since the death of Valene; it was a terrible habit even for inhumans, but somehow the act of it would soothe me in some ways.Eventually, at the behest of Harlyn, I transitioned from nicotine to something made from the local witch coven. It wasn’t habit-forming, but it certainly helped with seemingly ceaseless depression and anxiety.Though I had taken up the habit, I only took to smoking when in high-stress situations. The meeting that I was about to have on this night would, without a doubt, be one of those nights. and the cause of what I knew would be a stressful night was suddenly on approach.“Alph
“I think Angel Oak was the perfect choice made for her spot,” complimented Aziz, verbalizing my thoughts.“I must agree.” I countered as I looked at the tree, lifting my hand against the steadily growing trunk. “Hello, my daughter,” I greeted the tree as if I were speaking to my lost Valene herself. “You are sorely missed, and I swear to you that I will find answers…however long it will take.”As I said this, I felt the presence of my beta from behind. “Well said, brother,” he remarked on approach. He stopped a few paces behind me before speaking again. “We will never stop searching for answers, little one,” he addressed Valene’s tree.Silen
Aziz(Through Alastair’s Eyes): Briskly, we walked away from the forest with Merari. At first, we all headed in the direction of the packhouse when Alastair seemed to think better of it. His mind…our mind was going a mile a minute with Merari hovering so close, the woman that we never thought we’d see again, walking right there. Right there, only feet away from us. It was evident that Alastair was about to jump out of his skin with her nearness. Me as well, for that matter. Extraordinary how one single woman could provoke such an anomalous attraction from another. Not just another, however…an inhuman. Merari was a human. Or at least, she wasn’t like any inhuman that Alastair or I had come into contact with. She had to be human. There were a rare few humans like Merari- their origin unknown, but those rare few possessed one common element; each human in some way involved gold blood. It was a shock to the system seeing her shapeshift as she did, let alone possessing such power to stop