All Chapters of Lead back to You : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

LYKOS' POVWithout bothering to stop over at the yard where the party was happening, I stormed my way to my quarters, straight into my office. I ordered Nia out of my sight, unable to bear the sight of her smug looking face. She was the one who brought all of this trouble in the first place.Tossing aside the Italian suit which Neilla had purchased for me before the birthday, I took out the cufflinks of the crisp white shirt, then folded both sleeves to my elbow. To my right was a drink cabinet where my stash of strong liquor was stored to while away time as I worked. I grabbed a bottle and a glass also arranged neatly next to it. The scent of the alcohol pervaded my senses as I turned the drink into the glass and lifted it up to my lips. Instead of a sip, I tipped all of the content straight into my mouth, feeling the harsh sting as it touched my tongue and slid down my throat. "What the fuck are you doing to yourself, Lykos?" My monster reared his head. He was very disappointed at

LYKOS' POVWith brisk steps, I followed the guard down to the basement where we often kept werewolves who had greatly transgressed against the orders of the pack, preparing them for the gross consequence of their actions.The place was characterized by black walls covered in the fine particles of tar from all the combined centuries of grease, oil and coal. Lamps lined by the walls to give dim lighting to the aisle as we walked through. Even if there was no source of light, my monster could not care less. There was our nose for the purpose of locating the place the criminal was.My blood boiled at the mere thought of setting my eyes on the scum who'd dared to cross me. I began to mentally map out the degree of torture I was going to mete out to them. Of course they would meet their end in this horrid place but not after they'd mentioned the location which the triplets were and the one who'd sent them to do the dirty deed.Oh, I was all too eager to dig my claws deep into the skin of who

NEILLA'S POV An idea struck after she left, a risky one that crept out of the back drawer of my mind; to dash out of the room and head for Lykos. I didn't entirely welcome the idea of finding the location of my children using powers. Instead, I'd rather go to Lykos and speak to him. Having spent a considerable amount of years with him, I figured he always found his way around things somehow.Leaving no room for hesitation or second guesses, I stole our of the room, scanning up and down of the corridor for the familiar sighting of anyone. As soon as I'd guaranteed coast was clear, I took off running as noiselessly as I could.Of course a handful of guards roamed about the floor I was on, keeping on the lookout for any unusual movements. It had to be Lykos' orders following the kidnap that had happened earlier. I was certain that other guards also lined up on the other floors as well."My Lady," a voice from behind me threatened to cease the oxygen in my chest. I whirled around quickly

NEILLA'S POVAs I lay on that bed, naked, wrapped protectively by Lykos' arms and covered by the covers, my head brimmed with thoughts on the routes to follow. The entire palace was teeming with guards, even doubled because of the safety of the ones inside. Same was done throughout the pack; tightening the arms to prevent an invasion from intruders and rogues. It was all for our safety. It would take no less than an experienced insider to maneuver their way past security. I'd only been here a few years. What did I know about hideouts and escape routes?What was I doing? I thought. Lykos might have already mapped out plans with his men to fly to New Zealand. Was there any need to do same?"Well, yes." My wolf replied for me. She only seemed to be the sponsor of recklessness in my head whenever I was stuck between wanting to be rebellious or listening to rational thoughts. She was all for the crazy ideas. "You owe it to them because in the end, they're more yours than they are his. Sto

NEILLA'S POV I settled in the jet now, patiently waiting for Marcell to start the engine and while Annabella hung out with him in the cockpit, I sat in solitude in the back, away from them and with my problems. I was burdened by the thought of not seeing the triplets ever again if anything went wrong.Or worse...I tried to be hopeful; to see everything from the view of optimism but everytime I did, my faith gave way and my resolve fell away like melted snow after heavy sunshine. It was a lost battle in my head. Worry was fast gaining the greater space in the enclave of my heart and mere words couldn't put an end to the turmoil.I remained deeply troubled, suffering in the solitude I cocooned myself in. A deep sigh escaped my lips.It was only a matter of seconds before I looked out the window to realize the jet was already moving along the tarred road, about to take off.Annabella walked into the cabin, prompting me to look away from window. She took a seat opposite me and together,