Levi’s words filled the air and hung there like a toxic smell, ready to suffocate everyone present in the room. Or at least five out of the seven people present in the room.
Everything and everyone seemed to first freeze in place, including the air, before things suddenly blew like a time bomb running out of time.
Mia jumped off the couch, a deep growl erupting from her chest vibrating the walls when she faced her father. Her eyes glowed with her wolf, so close to the surface. She clenched and curled her hands, feeling her claws dig into her palm. Any second blood would sip out of the minor cuts and find its way to the floor next to her feet.
Asher didn’t stand, but he moved to the edge of the couch, leaned his elbows on his knees and steepled his fingers before placing his chin on them. He closed his eyes for a moment and mentally counted to ten, very slowly, trying to calm himself before he did something stupid.
When he
Asher and Mia left the alpha’s house in a deep, thoughtful silence. It was like words failed them both at that moment. Or it was a matter of where to begin. It was actually the first occasion they were getting to talk ever since Connor and Sam had stormed into Asher’s house in the middle of the night. It was also their first time talking ever since Asher discovered what Mia was. Everything was now out in the open. There were no more secrets hidden in omissions, half truths, or lies. Mia bit her tongue and avoided Asher’s scrutinising gaze, which she felt like a burning flame on her skin. Her own thoughts caused a different fire within her. He had come back for her, yes, but she wasn’t still certain what he felt about the whole matter of werewolves. Not to mention her father’s frosty behaviour and the whole Dylan story. James’ words flashed through her mind. ‘What you see there is nature’s perfected killing machine. That is
Before he realized it, Asher had already spent an entire week with the pack. The days had flown by in an interesting mix of frustration and relief. The relief was, he had spent every waking hour in Mia’s company. Although under the very watchful eye of one of the pack enforcers. Asher imagined it was like having a chaperon in the nineteen hundreds. Making sure the virtue of a woman was kept intact while in the company of a man. It was a little late for that, of course, but it didn’t seem to deter their devotion to the task. Although it really pissed him off to high heaven and beyond, Asher managed to bite back his anger and tolerate it. At least he was grateful they hadn’t thrown him out, which would have made Levi extremely thrilled, he had no doubt. Something else that would have made Alpha Levi happy was James and Chris leaving the pack lands. But the duo had stuck around like an awful skin rash. The two made up Asher’s night c
Asher watched the rather busy happenings of people passing by the window as he took a last sip of his coffee, then placed the empty mug back on the table. He hadn’t thought pack life was such a hive of activities.His thoughts, however, were not truly on thecoming and going of man and beast outside his window. No, his thoughts were bombarded with what he had discussed with Chris and James. If Levi would not fold, then they had to take drastic action and run.It was the same plan Asher had entertained the first time he was in the pack lands, chained to a wall. But unlike that time when death would have fallen on him swiftly in a blink of an eye. This time, the plan had potential to succeed. Chris and James were there to give Asher and Mia a fighting chance.Chris and James had already left the house to plot out the best route of escape. Asher was waiting for Mia to show up as she usually did, just as the sun touched the horizon.
Asher sat on a fallen tree, comfortably leaning against a rock. Mia watched him from a distance.He wore a black top that showed off his muscles and tattoos, just like she enjoyed. A black leather jacket sat next to him on the fallen tree trunk. It was part of his bike gear, but the bike was nowhere in sight because they had left it in a clearing almost a mile away.Mia completed her shift and stood up. She smiled as she watched her mate bounce their son on his knees and pointed out the trees and rocks. She couldn’t believe this was her life now. Not only did she have a mate, but she had a beautiful son as well, and she adored them both.They were in the woods because Mia needed to ‘stretch her legs’, as Asher liked to put it. And since the house they had bought wasn’t too far, Asher liked to ride them all on his bike to this secluded area.Since Ren wasn’t yet old enough to run with his mother, he stay
Uncontrollable drunken chatter and laughter rented the air in the overcrowded, foul smelling little building. Mia stared at the watch on the wall and groaned. It was only nine in the night and one of the bar’s regulars was already too drunk to control. The old man, Jim, usually held his alcohol for at least another two hours before he reached this level. She could only guess that he had skipped out on his lunch again. Probably on his breakfast as well. Unless it had been a liquid one of similar properties as the glasses of liquor he had been consuming for hours, Mia thought. Damn, this was going to make the next four hours before closing time hellish, she grumbled silently to herself. Mia grabbed a rug and wiped down the counter even as another patron shouted an order from the other end of the bar. From the slur in the voice, she
It was always frustrating how time seemed to crawl whenever a person needed it to move faster, Mia thought. The last thirty minutes of her shift dragged and felt like it would never end, but eventually, with relief in her voice, Mia announced it was time to close and everyone had to leave. The usual murmurs of complaints met her announcement, but she paid them no attention. She was already stretching the reserves on her tank of patience. The two guys, Rick and Ben, together with Joy, all of whom also worked in the bar, made quick work of getting rid of the handful of patrons who didn’t seem eager to get home. If given the chance, Mia was certain they would sleep in the bar and wake up tomorrow morning, ordering their favorite liquor as breakfast. She shook her head as Jim grumbled about being denied one more drink for the road
The adrenaline leaving his body made it hard for him to comprehend what she was saying. Almost in a dazed state, he followed her gaze to his arm. Strangely enough, that was when he felt the pain. He was indeed injured. The sleeve of his leather jacket was torn and soaked from what he could see with the help of moonlight. A small part of him wondered how she had known and noticed before he did. “Oh.” He used his right hand to check the extent of the damage. “It doesn’t look that bad. I’m sure it’s just a scratch.” It also didn’t hurt like an injury hell bent on killing him, so he was certain he would be okay. Mia knew it wasn’t that bad, it was indeed just a scratch, but she couldn’t just leave him there after the idiot had tried to help her, even though it hadn’t been necessary. That brought another question to mind. “What were you still doing here, anyway?”
Mia stormed right into her tiny bathroom. She slammed the door and leaned against it. A cocktail of emotions hit her like a blow to her gut. On one hand, she was glad Asher was out of her apartment and she never had to lay her eyes on him again. But on the other hand, she wanted him back in her tiny apartment, passing judgement over her living conditions as though he had a right. The man had the nerve, and she was losing her mind to even find it remotely sexy. With angry jerky movements, she removed her clothes and stepped into her shower. She let the hot water beat against her skin till it turned red and steamed. It felt good. Her apartment left much to be desired, but at least the place had hot water. It felt like she was cleansing her body of the events of the last two hours. But more importantly, it felt like she was washing away her own reaction to Asher Deavan. After a moment, against her better judgment, Mia allowed her mind to wan
Asher sat on a fallen tree, comfortably leaning against a rock. Mia watched him from a distance.He wore a black top that showed off his muscles and tattoos, just like she enjoyed. A black leather jacket sat next to him on the fallen tree trunk. It was part of his bike gear, but the bike was nowhere in sight because they had left it in a clearing almost a mile away.Mia completed her shift and stood up. She smiled as she watched her mate bounce their son on his knees and pointed out the trees and rocks. She couldn’t believe this was her life now. Not only did she have a mate, but she had a beautiful son as well, and she adored them both.They were in the woods because Mia needed to ‘stretch her legs’, as Asher liked to put it. And since the house they had bought wasn’t too far, Asher liked to ride them all on his bike to this secluded area.Since Ren wasn’t yet old enough to run with his mother, he stay
Asher watched the rather busy happenings of people passing by the window as he took a last sip of his coffee, then placed the empty mug back on the table. He hadn’t thought pack life was such a hive of activities.His thoughts, however, were not truly on thecoming and going of man and beast outside his window. No, his thoughts were bombarded with what he had discussed with Chris and James. If Levi would not fold, then they had to take drastic action and run.It was the same plan Asher had entertained the first time he was in the pack lands, chained to a wall. But unlike that time when death would have fallen on him swiftly in a blink of an eye. This time, the plan had potential to succeed. Chris and James were there to give Asher and Mia a fighting chance.Chris and James had already left the house to plot out the best route of escape. Asher was waiting for Mia to show up as she usually did, just as the sun touched the horizon.
Before he realized it, Asher had already spent an entire week with the pack. The days had flown by in an interesting mix of frustration and relief. The relief was, he had spent every waking hour in Mia’s company. Although under the very watchful eye of one of the pack enforcers. Asher imagined it was like having a chaperon in the nineteen hundreds. Making sure the virtue of a woman was kept intact while in the company of a man. It was a little late for that, of course, but it didn’t seem to deter their devotion to the task. Although it really pissed him off to high heaven and beyond, Asher managed to bite back his anger and tolerate it. At least he was grateful they hadn’t thrown him out, which would have made Levi extremely thrilled, he had no doubt. Something else that would have made Alpha Levi happy was James and Chris leaving the pack lands. But the duo had stuck around like an awful skin rash. The two made up Asher’s night c
Asher and Mia left the alpha’s house in a deep, thoughtful silence. It was like words failed them both at that moment. Or it was a matter of where to begin. It was actually the first occasion they were getting to talk ever since Connor and Sam had stormed into Asher’s house in the middle of the night. It was also their first time talking ever since Asher discovered what Mia was. Everything was now out in the open. There were no more secrets hidden in omissions, half truths, or lies. Mia bit her tongue and avoided Asher’s scrutinising gaze, which she felt like a burning flame on her skin. Her own thoughts caused a different fire within her. He had come back for her, yes, but she wasn’t still certain what he felt about the whole matter of werewolves. Not to mention her father’s frosty behaviour and the whole Dylan story. James’ words flashed through her mind. ‘What you see there is nature’s perfected killing machine. That is
Levi’s words filled the air and hung there like a toxic smell, ready to suffocate everyone present in the room. Or at least five out of the seven people present in the room. Everything and everyone seemed to first freeze in place, including the air, before things suddenly blew like a time bomb running out of time. Mia jumped off the couch, a deep growl erupting from her chest vibrating the walls when she faced her father. Her eyes glowed with her wolf, so close to the surface. She clenched and curled her hands, feeling her claws dig into her palm. Any second blood would sip out of the minor cuts and find its way to the floor next to her feet. Asher didn’t stand, but he moved to the edge of the couch, leaned his elbows on his knees and steepled his fingers before placing his chin on them. He closed his eyes for a moment and mentally counted to ten, very slowly, trying to calm himself before he did something stupid. When he
With the remaining injured, but lucky to be alive, members of Ice Lake leaving with literally their tails between their legs, Levi led the rest of his pack back to the houses. Despite the victory, Levi was not in a pretty state. The wounds on his body had stopped bleeding but still looked terrible. It probably didn’t help that he was also covered in dirt and Dylan’s blood as well. But Asher had to admire the man, even though he shuddered in disgust on his behalf. Levi did not so much as wince or show any sign he was in pain as he walked back with the pack. Asher, on the other hand, had unfortunately realized just how many injuries were all over his body and was not enjoying it one bit. His thoughts went back to Mia’s father and his confident steps. Asher was impressed, that was until James drew closer to him and whispered, “Don’t be fooled, these dogs heal in a matter of hours. By tomorrow that old goat will barely have a scratch on him
Her strong paws crushed leaves and twigs as they hit the ground in haste. Mia could now hear the obvious sounds of wolves fighting in the distance. It carried to her on the cool breeze that blew her way. She was almost there. The telling scent of blood was enough to churn her insides and confirm it. She didn’t exactly think she would single-handedly fight for her pack and spare them from certain death at the hand of the Ice Lake pack. Her ego was not that inflated. She rather just believed her presence would count. No sounds of a wolf running behind her floated her way. That only meant Sam hadn’t come after her. That was excellent. It would have been a struggle she neither had the time nor energy for. Despite her troubled thoughts, Mia had enough sense to come to an abrupt stop when she reached the fight and just quickly analyzed the situation. Almost immediately, the first thing she noticed amongst all the gruesome fighti
Mia sat up with a jerk when she heard her father’s howl cut through the air outside the house. Even though she was in a closed room, the sound had penetrated the walls and reached her as though the alpha had howled right there in the room with her. The Alpha’s call vibrated through her, calling to her wolf, calling to the pack. Calling to the bond that connected them all. It was a call to warn of intruders, a call to warn of serious trouble in their land. And a call to all pack members to fight for their pack. Mia recognized it all. Her feet hit the ground fast as she made her way to the closed window, desperate to find out what had provoked such a call. Nothing but calm trees met her eyes. She couldn’t see and anyone running in panic or otherwise. Her bedroom window didn’t have a view of the center of the pack homes, so it was pointless. Suddenly, behind her, the bedroom door opened. Mia turned to find her mother’s panicked face. In th
For a moment, it looked as though Alpha Levi didn’t know what to do with the human. He actually seemed to be speechless. Had it been a less tense moment, someone would have actually dared to laugh. Asher finally saw what Chris had meant by shocking the old alpha and surviving longer than five seconds. He didn’t dare to look away from Levi. The older man’s angry glare was almost too much to bear, but Asher refused to give in and look away. If he was going to get Mai, he knew he had to go through her father. Just as the tension seemed to reach breaking point, the Alpha’s attention snapped to the trees above them. He snarled. “You brought a rogue wolf and a blood sucker as your backup to steal my daughter?” Levi asked in an accusing but mocking tone. Asher chanced an indifferent shrug. “In desperate times, you can’t be too picky about who your friends are.” “You must be pretty desperate,” som