I wasn’t sure what to expect when we left. I can say I didn’t expect to be clinging to the door handle as my life depended on it.
“K… Katrina. Where did you learn to drive?” I choked out the words as I tried to get my heart out of my throat and my ass to stop clenching. And I thought running for my life from Mandonie wolves was terrifying.
“Alpha, of course.” Katrina smirked, climbing out of the Maserati Quattroporte Modena Q4 like she hadn’t nearly killed us with her breakneck speed. I only know the model of the car because Persephone is a car nut and squealed when Katrina walked up to the crisp white car in the garage. Personally, I don’t care. I was content with my Fiat, which has probably been scrapped.
Fucking Ignazio.
New chapters are posted Monday-Saturday.
As we entered the lower level, the path was clear to the only person in a cell, Santi. I rarely have to put a pack member down here, but he crossed a line last night. Even if Crista hadn’t turned out to be my mate, he still crossed a line. And he’d still have ended up sitting here in a cell, just maybe not in such rough shape. Rough was undoubtedly a good word. Unlike the windowless dank room my father liked to lock me in, this room was new and lacked many medieval dark ages esthetics. There were no windows, but there were vents to circulate air. Instead of torches, fluorescent lights were casting a harsh bright light on the plain grey cement walls. My grandfather was very meticulous when he had this place built. Every outside wall was laced with silver, a metal that can weaken any supernatural creature to
The patrol office looked new, well newer than the town hall. It was undoubtedly built in a different era, even if some of the architecture tried to stay with the same old-world charm of other buildings we passed in town. “How long ago was the patrol office built?” I asked, looking at the imposing building. “I’m not sure the exact year. But it was built during Alpha Marcus’s reign.” Isadora explained. “Marcus was papa’s grandfather.” Katrina chimed in probably because she saw me trying to figure out how many Alphas ago that was. I nodded. That didn’t exactly give me an exact time frame but a rough one. Maybe if I knew how old my mate actually is, that would help. ‘Ha, you called him your mate! You’ve claimed him!’ Emilia cheered, bouncing around in my head like she had just won a prize. ‘That doesn’t mean I won’t reject him. Till we actually finish the b
"Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,Silence the pianos and with muffled drumBring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overheadScribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West,My working week and my Sunday rest,My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
‘Well, this is a turn of events. I can certainly work with this. Crista wants to know what I’ve been thinking. Give me control, and I’ll show her.’ Chesed smirked, rising to his feet starting to step forward. ‘No.’ I shook my head. I can’t let him take control, and I won’t. ‘The last time you were in control, you snarled at her. And the time before that, she walked out of the house with a cold farewell. I can continue with examples of how you ruined this. So sit there and stay out of it.’ I reminded him. I am not letting him ruin this. Crista is my mate. When she’s in a wolf form or gives her wolf control, I’ll let Chesed step up. But Crista obviously isn’t interested in being close to Chesed. So he needs to stay back. ‘Do you even remember what to do with a woman? Been a long time since Liliana.’ Chesed t
My heart was still racing. I can’t believe that just happened. ‘You and I both. The fuck was Persephone thinking beaver blocking like that. And then bringing up last night in front of our Betas and worse a whole building of pack members.’ Emilia grumbled. ‘Not what I was talking about. I just had my first kiss in an elevator and let it escalate to the point that I was in my underwear.’ I rolled my eyes as I tugged Persephone and Delilah out of the office. I did my best to keep my head held high with what dignity I might still have left. ‘Persephone Grace Fayte. What the hell were you thinking back there?’ I hissed through our family link. ‘What? You had been in that elevator for almost fifteen minutes. We were worried something was wrong.’ Persephone tried to defend herself. ‘You beaver blocked us, damn it!
Chesed really needs to learn to stay out of it when it comes to Crista. He just seems to get us in more trouble. ‘It isn’t just me, though. You did threaten her sister with letting me discipline her. I mean, I’m fully on board with that, but still. Don’t put this all on me.’ Chesed scoffed. ‘Besides, she always rises to my challenges. I like that.’ Chesed smirked. ‘She’s supposed to. She’s our mate. Mates are meant to balance each other.’ I rolled my eyes as I managed to wrangle control back from him. ‘Well, she’s obviously got some freak in her. Maybe it’s her wolf. I look forward to meeting that she-wolf.’ he licked his chops. I rolled my eyes as I was once again apologizing for his behavior toward our mate. I gave her the option to go join her sisters and meet some of the youth of my pack. ‘I don’t want
Seriously, what in the name of the Goddess is wrong with me? I told him as we were getting into the elevator to not get any ideas. I fully intended to keep my distance from him. Yet in that small enclosed space, all I could smell was his scent, and I was getting drunk off it. I entirely blame being drunk on his scent for what happened in that elevator. ‘Oh please, you weren’t impaired. You were just horny. Exactly as nature and the Goddess intended. Why do you think mates smell so good to each other? It’s not just so you’ll know them by scent. You can also know by touch and the sparks. But the scent is a pheromone. It’s meant to make mates want each other.’ Emilia sighed. ‘So, I was impaired. Even if it’s by the design of the Goddess, I was not in my right state of mind.’ I rolled my eyes. ‘If you can rema
For once, I’m rather glad Chesed was in control as he opened that box. It seems Ignazio was taking a page out of Chesed’s book on how to intimidate an enemy. Too bad Chesed doesn’t get intimidated by anything or anyone. Well, except for Nonna, she scared the shit out of him. So while I felt like I wanted to throw up, he was unfazed as we looked down at the bloodied severed head of a young male. His eye sockets empty, the twisted bastard had carved them out with silver, judging by the burns on the socket, while he was alive. I shoved away my own disgust at this act when Crista almost collapsed. The tears staining her cheeks and filling her blue eyes cut me to the core. I never want to see her cry again. ‘Then we kill Ignazio.’ Chesed concluded. ‘Oh, we are killing that pup, slowly and in the most painful wa