Allister POVI threw a left hook punch at Andrew’s face, throwing my growing aggravation at him. The Alpha Ceremony was coming up, however before it could commence a fight between myself and Seraphina had to happen in order to decide who would be the rightful Alpha. By blood she was the heir to the pack, however because I was already in an active role as the alpha, we would now need to fight for the title. How ironic it was that I would be fighting my ex-wife for a title that she didn’t deserve. Just like her pathetic father. My hatred for their family stemmed from memories that I refused to revisit. All I would allow, is my hatred for what Seraphina’s family did to mine. This pack was supposed to be mine. Andrew blocked my hit and came back at me with his right hook, hitting me in the stomach. I felt the air whoosh out of my lungs from the hit. “Where’s your head at man?” Andrew asked as he bounced on his toes. I shook off the pain from the punch, and put my fists up at eye level
Seraphina POV“On your knees, Sera,” Callan commanded. I listened with no protest before I felt the familiar feeling of Callan wrapping rope around my wrists and tying them in a manner so I couldn’t get out of the hold easily. He stood in front of me with his arms crossed on his chest in just a pair of athletic shorts that hung low on his hips. “Now what are you going to do?” He asked in a serious tone. I looked up at him with a smirk before I leaned over and bit onto the fabric of his shorts and pulled down, effectively showing the dusting of trimmed hair on his pelvis and part of his sculpted ass. Callan let out a curse before stepping out of my grasp. “Babe, we are supposed to be training,” he attempted to scold but lacked any fervor with a smile on his face. I pouted, jutting out my lower lip a little more dramatically than was necessary. “But, I want something else. You have me tied up, completely at your mercy,” I paused, looking at the heated stare that Callan was now givi
Callan POVI watched Sera as she sashayed out of the training arena. The sway of her hips was hypnotic and made me want to chase her and have my way with every inch of skin. “What’s that weird thing on your face?” I looked at him with confusion. A broad smile crossed Drake's face. “Ah! That’s what it is.” Drake continued to talk to himself. “What are you going on about?” It was known that Drake liked to say cryptic things. I, however, didn’t feel like trying to decipher that he was saying. “The dark prince himself has a smile on his face. Prays be!” I rolled my eyes and jabbed him in the shoulder making Drake stumble. For the next hour we spent sparring and taunting one another. It was the first time in a long time that I felt content with life. The need to take over more packs and add to my territory had diminished with Sera now in my life. She was by far the best bargain I had ever created. Although I didn’t know that she was my mate when I made the arrangement, I think a part
Seraphina POV Before I knew it, the week had passed quickly and today was my wedding day. I walked into the event center to make sure that everything that had been discussed was in order. In the beginning of planning, I had no desire to actually participate in the selections of the big day, nor did I want be a spectacle of a pack that I didn’t know. The idea of marrying the man that killed my mother was on the forfront of my mind. But now, the Moon Goddess had made him my fated mate. I had to believe in my soul that she did that for a reason. Even if I didn’t understand what her reasoning was. Callan and I had spent the weekdays training for my fight with Allister. Whale spending our nights, tangled in sheets and limbs. For the first time in a long time I felt happy. I woke up on my wedding day feeling so many emotions, it was hard to keep track. I quickly got ready and hustled to the event space of the wedding. As long as I was distracted, I wouldn’t be able to wallow in my sorro
Callan POVShe was a vision. A breathtaking goddess in a perfect dress for the occasion. Myself and the rest of the pack stood as a new instrumental piece began to play, indicating for Sera to walk down the aisle. Seraphina stood at the end of the aisle in a gorgeous black dress that accentuated her curves perfectly. I was happily surprised that she was not in a white dress. The black fabric seemed to make her violet eyes pop out more. She reminded me of a fallen angel who was taking on her destiny head first with her dark prince. She encompassed everything and more with her beauty and charm. Her black hair was up in some sort of twisty updo with some pieces of hair that framed her delicate face. From where I was standing, I could tell that her make up wasn’t overly done. I felt my dick begin to strain in my pants. I tried to think of anything else however my mind kept on thinking about what it would be like to get Seraphina out of the dress and see what lingerie she had picked out
Callan POVI heard Sera scream as another explosion hit the front wall of the event space. Debris fell down around us Sera’s scream echoed in my mind as I watched the front wall to the building crumble to the ground. Screams from the wedding guests flooded the air as they ran to their loved ones to had been wounded. I began to cough, realizing that the floral smell I smelt was wolfsbane. How the fuck? I felt my lungs constrict against the poison in the air. When I looked over, Seraphina lay on the ground unmoving and unconscious next to some chairs that had fallen over. I felt nothing but emptiness and darkness through the bond. Not even Archer could connect Sera’s wolf. I tried to find Drake through the wolfsbane haze. As I tried to mindlink my border patrol I realized that this was an airborne attack. Smart weasel. I knew without a doubt that this had to be Allister, especially because of the fight with Seraphina coming up in a couple of days. I tried to move off of the ground
Allister POVI flipped off my gas mask as the last wolfsbane bomb fell from the hellicopter I was in. I giggled like a school boy as dirt, buildings, trees, and people fell down as the bombs detinated. “We need to head back, boss!” Colby, one of my new recruits said through the headset. I gave him a thumbsup, indicating I was done making damage. I rested my head on the headrest and couldn’t help but think about the conversation I had with Andrew prior to my attack. SEVERAL HOURS EARLIER:“On what grounds do think that this is necessary Allister?!” Andrew yelled at me from across the conference room. I pressed out my aura which wasn’t as strong as a normal Alpha’s; however strong enough to bring a pack memer to their knees if needed. Andrew winced and fell to his knees while I stalked over to him. I grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked his head back so he would be looking up at me. “I don’t have to explain myself, boy,” I gritted out. “As Alp–”“Fill in alpha,” Andrew said i
Callan POVI woke up to the sounds of beeping and small whimpers. I had no idea how long I had been out of it for. I opened my eyes to find that I was lying on a hospital bed with a blood-pressure cuff that was tightening around my bicep. An oxygen mask covered my mouth and nose. The clean air filled my lungs, soothing the burning sensation of the wolfsbane. I was in a white sterile room with one bed next to me. Seraphina lay in her dress that was not in tatters from the events of the day. Over her nose and mouth was another oxygen mask and coming from her arms with some tubes. I watched closely as her chest raised and fell. Relief flooded me knowing that she was alive. I ripped the mask off of my face and cuff around my bicep and stumbled over to her bed, my legs feeling like jelly. The motinor sang in the background, alerting that I was no longer hooked up to it. But I didn’t care. My mate was everything. I crashed into the seat next to her bed and clasped her hands with mine.