I then make it seem that I am already partially drunk. I slightly slur my words and say just a little louder than I should have.
"Dddaamn Bbitch... Wwhat does she know..."
I purposely stumbled into the counter and lift my hand to the bartender, who was a werewolf, so he could tell I hadn't even had a drink yet.
"Hey! Bar keeep a ttriple on the rooocks..."
"Sshe bbelieves I ccan't get aanother... I ccan have my cchoice of..."
"Hey, man! You should be happy you have one..."
"Rreally? Why? She iis nothing bbut ttrroouble..."
He faces me with his hand on his drink. I can tell that he hasn't had much, maybe just a sip or two. I have a feeling he is not in here to drink.
"Is she someone special?"
"I thought she ccoulld be tthe oone... You kknow... Bbut sshe's jjust ssoo... ccant get eeven aa mmooment to mmyyself..."
"You should be thankful. Someone like that doesn't come along every day and anyone can snatch h
I walk around the front of the car as the valet gets out; I hand him a few folded notes out of my pocket and get into the car. I then drive back to the pack and pull into the garage. By the time I walk out of the garage and to the front steps, the van holding Charles pulls up after taking a long way around and then backtracking a few times to make sure no one was following them and that Charles himself would be turned around a little and not be able to track where the pack was located... The door slides open and my warriors step out and then help Charles out and onto his feet. They remove the bag, and I watch as he blinks and looks around. He walks up the steps and says, "Wow! Now, this is impressive. You taking me to the boss, or should I say the Alpha, now?" "Yeah, sure. Follow me." I smirk as soon as I turn away from him. I lead him through the packhouse and up to my office. I open the door and walk in. As Charles follows me in, he sees the empty chair behind the desk and says,
I wake the next morning as normal, freshly showered and dressed in boxers. I shake my head at the fun Morpheus seems to be having overnight while I sleep and don’t keep tabs on him. I smile as I feel the new addition to our family. It isn’t completely there as Jade has marked him and then completed the mating. Once he is changed and marks her in return, he will become an official member of our pack.I smile, get up off the bed, and walk into the closet. I pull on my training pants and a plain black t-shirt. I then make my way out of the room and downstairs, I grab a piece of toast from the dining table and then walk out the back.I head straight to the training fields. I stop and look over the area. I am proud of what I see, males and females all running through the obstacle course as well as in the sparring rings. I then make my way down onto the training field and, without a word or a misstep from me or them, I join in with the exercises, slowly moving ar
As per tradition, about 2 hours before dawn, I climb back down the tree I was sitting in and let out a loud howl calling my pack to me. Once everyone is in attendance, Morpheus shifts back into his wolf and lets out another loud,“HOWL!”“Hhhoowwll!” the rest of the pack replies and joins in.Once the howls die down, I then take off running. Zaire, Farris, Charles and Jade all fall in, flanking me and the rest of the pack falls in behind me. We run the territory until the first rays of the morning light the sky. I then lead everyone back to the packhouse, ready for the day of rest.I, however, can’t rest. No matter how much I try, I can not sleep or rest the same as everyone else anymore, and after watching Zaire with Farris and now Jade with Charles, I miss Yasmine even more. I miss her fire; I miss her fight; I miss the way she would fight against me and then once I got my hands on her; I miss the way she would melt into my touch. Most of all, I miss loving her and holding her in my
I strip as soon as I reach the treeline, shift and go for a run. Morpheus is still resting, so this is all me and it feels good. It feels free… I am playing, swapping between chasing a rabbit and a squirrel. I then sense the presence of something slightly larger and go on the hunt, but still with no intention of actually killing it. I am taken a little by surprise by the sound of her soft voice in my head and nearly lose my footing as I jump over a downed tree and skid to a stop as I land.. "Zachariah?" It has been a little while since we actually talked. Wondering what's happened to make her contact me, I ask, "Yasmine... What's wrong?" "I just met my mother. She told me that my father was killed trying to protect her from a group of hunters..." I breathe a sigh of relief when she tells me that. I had a feeling that there was more to her mother's story than what she was being told and the only one that could tell her was her mother. I just wish that I could have introduced th
As I reach the treeline, I strip and shift. I grab my clothes in my mouth and then start running; it is a day to PowerMoon territory and then once we meet up with our teams; it is another day's run to each of the locations we have marked on the map. Hopefully, Charles's tracker within Yasmine's arm will give us a better and more accurate location. As it slowly gets dark, I nearly trip again as I come to a skidding stop when I hear her sweet, soft, pained voice in my head once more. "Zachariah?" I know she is trying to cover and Lorelei and Zelda are helping as much as they can, but she is still scared and in pain. Unfortunately, all I can do is reassure her that I am with her and that I am not going to leave or give up on her. "I'm here." "They are about to sedate me and move me to the breeding camp. You should be able to activate or follow the tracker as soon as they take me out of the barrier you should be able to follow." Her words are shaky and full of emotions that I kn
-- PRE BATTLE -- Zaire and Farris walk in the opposite direction as Zachariah enters the strategy tent to make his phone call. Farris places his hand on Zaire's cheek and pulls him into a hard, passionate, dominant kiss. Zaire returns the kiss with a dominant one of his own. They don't say much to each other knowing that these small stolen minutes within each other's arms could be the last they spend together. With Zaire always being part of a pack and Farris originally being from a pack and then going rogue, they both know that as with any battle or fight, anything can happen and there is always a chance that one of them will not come back from this battle. They share one last kiss before breaking apart and going their separate ways, heading to where their warrior teams are waiting for them to join and then infiltrate the territory they stand at the border of. Now, Charles was a little surprised that Alpha Zachariah gave him his own team to be in charge of. That he trusted him
-- BATTLE --The extra warriors, including Alpha Ryan, had joined Zaire about 15 minutes before Zachariah had given the all-clear to enter the PowerMoon pack territory. Zaire had informed Alpha Ryan of everything that was happening and by the time he had finished explaining, Alpha Ryan was ready to enter PowerMoon territory without Zachariah’s all-clear.Alpha Ryan, however, knew that this team of the mission was run by Zaire, so even with being an Alpha, no one moved without Zaire’s say-so. Zaire sighs in relief when he received the order from Zachariah as quickly as he did, allowing him to give the order to his warriors.They enter over the border and the first patrol they come across takes one look at them and walks the other way. Zaire smiles, as they must be a pair of Delta Lucas's warriors.However, as they got closer to the location of the suspected camp, one of Zaire's scouts comes running up to
--- BATTLE CONTINUES ---Farris then faces the other two. They were actually quite good, not allowing him to get close enough to do more than scrape the tips of his claws over their skin. What they didn’t realise was that he was making more than one cut at a time, so with every small cut that their healing healed 2 to 3 more would continue to bleed slowly, weakening them both.Farris keeps this up until one of the warriors makes a misstep allowing him to get close enough to grab his throat, digging his claws in either side and then ripping his hand and claws forward. The Lycan warrior slumps to the ground as Farris then opens his hand allowing the chunk of flesh to fall to the ground.The final Lycan warrior steps back and holds up his hands, falling to his knees as he looks at the three laying on the ground around him. Farris straightens and takes the two steps that are separating them and says,“Is there a reason for me to l