All Chapters of Wide Awake Chaos: Shadow Warrior Series: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

~Rowan’s Point of View~I dash to the stairs near him, absolutely hating that while I can move fast, I’m not capable of levitating. It pisses me off greatly, because there’s little I can’t do.The male cocks his head to the side a bit, taking me in. I do the same now that I’m closer, and when my eyes rake over his body, my cock literally twitches. It catches me off guard, it's absolutely been dormant for years. I don’t even pleasure myself anymore, just taking satisfaction from my work.And my dick likes … a male? That can’t be right! But my eyes want to soak him in, his hair is long enough to fall over his ice blue eyes, his rugged square jawline, his high cheeks and pert red lips. When his tongue darts out over them, something flutters in my gut. Am I really checking out a fucking guy right now?While I haven’t had sex voluntarily, I’ve still looked at and appreciated many females over the decades. In my early 30’s I went through an aggressive addiction to pornography until I got to

~Rowan’s Point of View~“Dark Thunder huh, you have many undercovers living there,” I question. Not that I know shit about shifter packs, but it shouldn't be hard to find if I have the name. Something just tells me that Luke is a Shadow, he has to be. They’d never allow one such as him to roam free, unchecked. The fact that he didn’t attack or try to drain me, that he was trying to take Otis alive… it all adds up. If he’s a thousand years old there’s no way they don’t know about him. How many like that could there even possibly be?“Yes, there are several living under the guise as a family, even two posing as high school students,” Councilor Quinn says, blowing a puff of smoke in my face. My dad grunts next to him on the large leather sofa, also sucking on a cigar as well.I rub my chin, realizing that if not for seeing this “Luke” fly, if not for seeing his red eyes, I never would have known he was a hybrid. They have his vampire side virtually hidden, so it isn’t surprising some cou

~Luke’s Point of View~When the sounds of feet pattering picks up, everything in me says it's her. Dante agrees to shift, and when we’re on two feet, we dash through the woods. Within seconds, I see her. My heart thuds in my ears, and Dante growls through me. I’m not sure I even remember a time I was THIS angry.She’s carrying a small flashlight, and probably nothing else. No sort of weapon certainly.“Harlow, you are getting spanked until you can’t stand up. Do I have to lock you in a damn room,” I say, as I walk out from behind a tree about twenty feet ahead of her. She stops running and sighs when she sees me. Lowering the flashlight, she leans forward and puts her hands on her knees for a minute, and I let her collect herself as I stalk forward.“What the fuck are you doing? Were you outside the borders, do you not have any fucking idea how dangerous that is right now?? Do you get it?? The threats are literally all over,” I shout, my anger getting the better of me.She has to get

~Harlow’s Point of View~I nod at Jett as he again follows me to class. French class, no less. I stop in the doorway and see Luke’s seat empty, and it just hurts all over again. The note of my nightmares still sits on the floor, half under my bed. I peeked at it poking out last night a hundred times but I couldn’t bring myself to read it. Finally, I cried myself to sleep and today my face more than shows it. “Awe lover boy left you finally? He didn’t want a fat beached whale knocked up by someone else huh? You look like shit. Good luck getting a male now,” Gigi states, passing me as she stares up and down my body.I have no energy for her today, and the fact that she still doesn’t know who the father of my baby is. It absolutely pisses her off not to know, and that gives me a small bit of satisfaction. No one outside of the Shadows, Skip, Caden and Luke knows I was assaulted. I can only pray it stays that way. For all anyone else knows I had a one night stand.“You look like a $2 who

~Harlow’s Point of View~“I want … to see Caden now,” I grit through my clenched teeth for the tenth time. The male tasked with babysitting me and the half dozen other terrified females barely spares me a glance.“Nobody cares what you want brat,” he finally grunts.I pull my knees up to my chin, disgusted by the threadbare dirty mattress beneath me, but grateful to at least have my heavy winter coat since the basement I'm in isn't exactly heated. Some of the girls have little clothing. It's impossible not to nag this male for answers but it's obvious he doesn't know much, and that's being generous.“I'm pregnant too, only a month along though,” one of the girls whispers, making my eyes go wide. She's just in a thin nightgown, likely snatched out of her bed. She has to be at least a year younger than me, and quite malnourished.I quickly take off my gloves and offer them to her, though I'm definitely keeping my coat. Two girls on the other side of the room loudly cough, and it makes