Too many emotions! Mike's heart is split, Jonda is feeling guilty, and Lyric fears for her pup. As the writer I am on the edge of my seat waiting for everything to unfold. Because you are all such wonderful readers, I'm giving you two chapters today. xx
LYRIC Sunday I paced the cell a couple of guards moved me to last night. I had managed to undo the silver cuffs and slipped them off. Throwing them under the lone cot as soon as they locked the cell door and left me. At least I was able to pee in the bucket that served as a toilet. Disgusting as it might be, I didn’t have to resort to wetting my pants. My ego had been bruised enough getting caught, without adding the stench of sitting in your own urine. The guards were gracious enough to tell me what day it was, as they hauled me down here. Tomorrow, if Lizzy had listened, she would leave for the safe house. I couldn’t chance her and my son going out in the open without protection. I had no idea if Shadow had caught up to them. Or if Miko had spilled his guts. All I knew was they weren't safe. My son was in danger. Did Miko even know Bram was dead? Light footsteps bring me from my thoughts as the soft sound of a female's heels draws nearer. I halt my pacing, fingering the dirt
MIKE Like a drum, my heart begins to slowly beat faster. In my anger, I hadn’t realized she was even there. My sole focus was on the sight of Rhett ready to kiss Jonda. My wolf fumed that the woman we had planned to spend forever with was already moving on. Welcoming another male into her arms. We saw red. Fury, hot and untamable. And like wildfire, all we could think of was destroying the thing that fueled the rage inside of us. The ticking time bomb exploded. Only now did we register the female on the other side of the bars, Duke instantly calmed at her emotionless voice. A bored expression on her face as she regarded us all. Kellen steps up to the cell, his aura seeping out and filling the room. Stifling the air with his power. “Yet you are the one behind bars.” His demeanor is unpleasant and threatening and I see her shiver with fear under his commanding tone. Duke becomes defensive, not liking Kellen’s threatening manner toward his mate. “Kellen,” He holds up a hand to me in w
JONDA I left the dungeons more confused and frustrated than ever. Originally, I wanted to see Mike's fated mate, to know who she was. Because as much as I love him, I couldn’t, wouldn’t, believe that the Moon Goddess would fate him someone that was a murderer and thief. He was too good to be fated to someone who wasn’t. He deserved better. Better than me. I didn’t want to let go of Mike, but I couldn’t keep him. Not now. Even if he said she means nothing to him, the bond would have already snapped into place. Now it was up to fate. Any chance of him and I had, had slipped through my fingers the night I betrayed him. I certainly wasn’t expecting to see the man I had a one-night stand with. And I sure as fuck wasn’t expecting it to be Rhett. I had heard so much about him from Mike and Kellen, but I had never laid eyes on him myself. I was in shock. Time slowed down as my eyes focused on his face. When he introduced himself, his name ringing in my ears, I could do nothing but freez
LYRIC 2 Days Later I sit holding the key card I swiped from my mate two days ago, twirling it through my fingers. Staring at it, debating if I should walk out of here. I would deal with the guards, hopefully, come up with a plan where I could avoid them. Yet every time I think I’m going to get up and try to escape, Note pipes up, urging me to stay and wait. Telling me she has a gut feeling. It’s been two days. The only people I have seen are the guards who have come to bring me food. I sit in the same shirt I was given by the man named Rhett. Dirt and grim coat my body and my hair is a greasy mess. Itch all over but as yucky as I feel, the anxiousness overrides my OCD. I have no idea if they got to Lizzy and Zane. If they picked them up from the safe house or not. I haven’t been told anything. I tried to ask the guards and requested to see the man they called Rhett or even my mate. They just told me to wait. I was becoming more and more frustrated, agitated, and worried for my so
LYRIC **FLASHBACK 3 YEARS AGO” I slipped out the window, propelling myself down the six-story building. My feet hit the ground silently. I look left and right, up and down the alley, thankful there was no one to witness me descending down the brick wall. The bag crossed over my shoulder sat heavy. Not because of the gold chalice I stole, but because of the weight of our crime that sat heavily on my chest. One would think after doing this for the past two years, I would have grown accustomed to it. But I don’t think I ever would. My wolf, Note, hated it. Thought it was below an Alpha female to steal. However, it's what put a roof over mine and Lizzy's heads. Plus it kept us away from Miko’s wrath and his henchman Bram. Quickly I walked down the alley, staying hidden in the shadows until I came to the main street, where I had parked the rust bucket of a car I stole. I hopped in and started the car, the engine rumbling to life and a sigh of relief came out of me when the piece of cra
MIKE I walked straight into the adjoining room and fell back against the wall. Listening to Lyric’s story ate away at me and my wolf. I could feel every one of her emotions. Duke howled at her loss and growled at her tears. It angered him to see her in a state of grief. With each word, I felt a pang in my chest and the bond called out to me, pulling me to my mate. Each string that tethered us together kept pulling tighter and tighter until I felt like I was being suffocated by her remorse and pain. “That was-“ Rhett blew out a breath, “WOW. Was not expecting that.” He said. I looked at Kellen and something passed between us. A notion, a guess. His eyes were glassy, and I knew her story about the pup had gotten to him. He was a new father, and I could only imagine the thoughts that went through his head after his mate had only given birth a few days ago. “I have everything on tape and documented,” Tyron spoke, filling the void. “G-good.” Kellen replied, stuttering out the word. Pu
JONDA I came to in darkness, hands bound behind my back and mouth gagged. The effects of the drug the stranger smothered me with had left my brain feeling foggy and my body groggy. Even though I could hardly move, it still felt like a ten-ton weight was pinning me down. I couldn’t see, but I knew I was in a car, specifically in the trunk. The vehicle bounced over the road and I with it. I laid here for what seemed like hours, breathing through my nose, the smell of the exhaust making me want to hurl. Finally, the vehicle came to a stop, and I listened to the car door open, and slam shut. Then the trunk was being opened and light flooded through temporarily blinding me. A stark contrast to the freezing air that whips at my bare arms. I squinted against the bright sun and looked up at the figure who stuck a hand out and roughly grabbed me, dragging me from the trunk. I stumbled to stay upright and, on my feet. Tripping over when I was shoved forward. “Keep moving.” the stranger said.
LAMIA As our convoy pulled up to the New Moon Place, I received a link from Hunji telling me he and Morgan had crossed into Riochts territory. Even if the Guardians had kept Riocht safe and hidden for hundreds of years, I still hated to leave the kingdom without a leader. Hence why Hunji had gone back and not stayed here in New Moon. I was excited to meet my little nephew and to congratulate Kellen and Tala. We are all still so young, yet but I felt older beyond my years. War will do that to someone - Reshape your mind and thoughts. Three years ago I had only just gained MacTire, but it felt like a lifetime ago. It hadn’t even been that long since I, we, had claimed Riocht. I look over to my mate as he pulled the car around and stopped in front of the palace's main entrance. The four cars behind us followed suit. “You good little wolf?” Mathias asks, his hand reaching over and squeezing my thigh. “Yeah,” I shake the feeling of strangeness from my mind and smile at him. “I’m not s