Chapter 18:
Trisha’s P.O.V:
When I woke up the next morning, it was already past lunchtime. I took in the golden hue of the late afternoon sun through the open windows and slowly got up from bed. The disposable phone that Lucas had given me was lying by my side and my shirt was sticking to my chest from the heat.
This high up in the sky, my room got quite hot and humid during the afternoon; that’s why I always send Neema to Mark’s room on a lower level so he can stay cool. But today, tiny hands on my back told me Neema had stayed with me.
“Morning sleepyhead!” Neema greeted me with his arms around my neck as he snuggled close to my neck. Did the little man just mimic my dialogue to him every morning?
“Hey kiddo.” I snuggled my face closer to him. “Morning.”
“You missed both breakfast and lunch.” Neema giggled before speaking in a hushed voice. “How was the ball?”
“Awww, baby!” I took his hand
Chapter 19: Trisha’s P.O.V “Come in.” Lucas and I entered the cottage together to find Granny Dilliana sitting alone in her bed. Talia, her granddaughter, was nowhere in sight and Granny Dilliana was having lunch on her own. It was yesterday when I had my confrontation with Dylan and so far, he hasn’t ousted my secret. I do hope it keeps staying that way. “Ma boy!” Dilliana patted the empty side of the bed with her wrinkled hands. “Come sit. You too vamp.” I had been jittery and nervous all the way to the Sanctuary and maybe it was the fact that Daniel knew Damien had come for a visit or the fact that I was finally going to get my hands on the evidence I needed to get rid of Vandal and free Neema for good, I couldn’t tell. But my palms were sweaty and my heartbeat was erratic. What if Granny Dilliana forgot where she put the evidence? What if the evidence was lost? Fuck, what if the evidence wasn’t ev
Chapter 20: Lucas’s P.O.V: “You’re unusually jumpy today.” Dylan noted as he took a sample of my blood. It was mandatory for every wolf to do a health checkup every six months to make sure they were in top shape. As the Supreme Alpha, I had to be at my best at all times. Unfortunately, the test just had to be on the day that Trisha decided to kiss me. “What do you mean?” I asked feigning innocence. “Higher heart rate, unusually high metabolic activity and you’re even blushing!” Dylan grinned like a maniac. “Who’s the lucky girl?” I shook my head and glared at the man. “A. I just did a treadmill test and B. I do not blush!” “Oh come on!” Dylan whined. “Don’t be a spoilsport! Tell me already!” “So that you can gossip your way into someone’s bed tonight? No way!” I wiped the sweat from my brows with the t-shirt I had been wearing prior to the test and swung it around my neck.
Chapter 21: Trisha’s P.O.V: “Lucas…” “I want the truth, Trisha,” Lucas moved back, his eyes a luminescent bright gold. “I’ve told you this before and I’ll say it again, I like you. And by like I don’t mean just as a person or just your personality. I like you as a woman and I like you enough not to care about us being from different species or that you work for the enemy. I’ve been honest with you from the start and I want that same honesty from you too. Is that too much to ask for?” I sighed and ran my hands through my hair. “No…you’re right. You deserve my honesty, as much as I can offer. And you deserve to know the truth.” I looked him straight in the eye then, blue to gold and I voiced my feelings to him honestly, something I had never admitted to before, especially not out loud. “I’m in love with Damien. And I have been in love with him for over a century now.”
Chapter 22: Trisha’s P.O.V: The sound of the door opening and closing woke me up from my slumber. I had no idea when I’d fallen asleep last night, but now the sun was high up in the sky and the rays coming through the open window fell on the floor, illuminating the entire room. “Trisha!” Neema yelled from the doorway as he ran across the room and dived onto the bed and placed an excited kiss on my cheek. “Good morning!” “Good morning, honey. Did Mark drop you off?” I asked, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. “No, I did.” Neema and I turned to look at the doorway to find Lucas leaning against the doorjamb in a dark red t-shirt and black jeans. It’s the first time I’d seen him wearing any vibrant colors and I have to admit, he looked darn delicious. Lucas smiled as if he knew exactly what was going on in my head before he eased into the room. “I brought you breakfast, since you missed dinner last
Chapter 23: Trisha’s P.O.V: Neema was almost exhausted by the time we arrived at the Sanctuary. I’d forgotten that other than his escape from the Rudolf manor and our escape from my home, he’s never been out in the sun before. So he took his time admiring his surroundings and soaking in all that he saw. Sometimes, Lucas and I took short breaks to let him wander off into the woods chasing butterflies or to just take in the fragrance of the wild flowers that grew with careless abundance all around us. Sometimes it was Lucas himself who’d stop and take us on a different route to show us something he was sure Neema would love, like the small tree houses built by the patrol guards on smaller trees which even Neema could climb up on. And even though it meant we would be late to the Sanctuary, it was worth seeing the smile on the boy’s face. I’d never seen Neema so happy until now and I realized just how much fear had crippl
Chapter 24: Trisha’s P.O.V: Lucas was shaking hands with an unknown man when I found him in the Primary Hall. The man, who I assumed was David Ruth, had short military-cut black hair and dark brown eyes and his skin was the color of dark honey. He noticed me before Lucas did and his eyes narrowed a fraction at me and then I realized he was looking at how I held Neema. Great! Not only was my entire race against me for saving a human, but now I’m getting odd looks from humans too? Shaking my head, I came to stand next to Lucas. “Lucas, I found what we need.” I told him. “It’s time.” Lucas’s eyes widened as he realized what I was talking about. “Let’s get going, its better if we get things done by tonight.” I sucked in a breath. Tonight! Damien and Lucas are going to come face to face tonight? “Okay,” I agreed and we both began to walk towards the Wall when David called us.
Chapter 25: Trisha’s P.O.V: Damien arrived early the next morning, half an hour earlier than the given time. Lucas’s men were instantly on alert. As I waited patiently for Damien to get out of his car, I replayed my conversation with Lucas in my head. “I want you to be with Damien at all times, but my men will also accompany you.” Lucas told me, his eyes hard and his shoulders stiff. “I don’t want to take any chances and risk Damien finding out about the rest of my den or the Sanctuary.” “You think I would betray your people like that?” I asked him incredulously. What had suddenly gotten into him? “Look, Trish, I trust you, but I don’t trust Damien.” He sighed. “I don’t know anything about his powers so I have to be cautious. If I could, I would keep you as far away from Damien as possible but you’re our best bet at get through to him.” “Lucas…what is wrong with you?” I n
Chapter 26: Trisha’s P.O.V: “I won’t lie to you, I hate seeing you with Damien.” Lucas said as I closed the door behind me and leaned against it. He was facing his desk, his back to me, but I knew he was aware of the slight hitch in my breath as soon as he mentioned Damien. “It’s like he’s a living, breathing extension of you. He knows all your little movements and as much as I hate to admit it, you know him just as well. You two even have some of the same habits, I’m not sure who picked it up from whom.” I shook my head. “Lucas-“ “No.” That single word held so much power that I held my breath, afraid of what he might say next. And then he turned to me, his eyes a brilliant topaz that seemed lit from within. “Just say it Trisha, get it out of the way. All this time I’d brought him up, you dismiss any assumptions, any theories I came up with and told me it’s one sided. But I can’t stand it if this comes between us; I w