LINDEN
I sat in the corner of our room, watching Marcy as she slept. The slow rise and fall of her chest was all the assurance I needed that I was doing what needed to be done. I needed to fix this world for her, for the children she would give me one day.
I wanted to lay her on my chest and feel every thump of her heart beating against me, but if she woke up in my arms she would be angrier at me than she was when she fell asleep. Her tear-stained cheeks were tearing a part of my heart out, but Marcy would understand one day, just like Alice, that she was my whole world, my reason for living, and somehow, I would make things right between us.
Marcy was sensitive. Growing up in a coven shielded her from everything, adjusting to the violence that surrounded Wolves was hard enough for her, but she used to have
LINDEN "Did you just fucking die again?" I growled out, gripping Nixon's face and peeling it back from mine so I could look at him. I've watched him shift plenty, usually, the only time he's covered in ash is when he rebirths. "Didn't have time to strip," he rolled his eyes, "burnt my clothes like I'm twelve all over again." "Well, you certainly look twelve still," I glanced down quickly and back up in time to catch his smile. "I'm a grower, not a show'er," he ran his hands through his own hair, preening until he was satisfied. "Found a nest, but it was a fair distance away, and I’m quite sure what’s left of them has moved on." "Why can't you ever just recon without making yourself known," Declan grumble
LINDEN"There what is?" I tried to remain impassive, but I already knew I hit a nerve with her.“Sorry I’m such a disappointment for a mate," Marcy spat out at me, pain ripping through my chest as every word she spoke sliced through her, "someone who can’t even defend her children.” She turned from me and went to walk out again when she stopped in the doorway and spoke softly with her back still facing me, “I never asked to be moved from my coven, I never asked to be ‘Luna,’ I can’t help that I’m not the type of witch that can manipulate the world around me. All I’ve ever asked was for you to love me… for me… but all I’ve gotten is you trying to change me into someone worthy of your love.”I sat there trying to control my anger, trying to count down from twenty, trying to imagine my calm place, but moments later the table flew into the wall
NIXONI pressed my face into the bed, yelling into it until I was struggling for air. Fuck Declan, fuck the Vamps, fuck, fuck, fuck.I rolled over just as Onyx was ready to start destroying things, but the photo-filled ceiling stopped me in my tracks. I needed to get rid of this anger. Onyx was building an inferno inside of me because he wanted to see her.That girl I rescued was NOT Alice.I would support Linden no matter what, but I didn't always agree with how we were going about making the prophecy come true, except at that moment. At that moment, I wanted to watch every single bloodsucker burn alive.Alice is safe in Berkton.Alice is safe.Alice is always safe.I started to repeat sentences over and over again in my head hoping to lull both of us, but all it did was make me think more about how she's also impulsive and quick to temper.No.
NIXON Onyx wanted to fly, but he knew as well as I did that there was no hiding a Phoenix in the city, and that was something we could never chance, especially if someone followed us and it led them to Alice. My super speed though, that I could use. It took me a bit to get to the edge of the city but I flashed through the city pretty easily, hidden by the darkness. Maybe it was because I was getting closer to her, maybe it was triplet intuition, but the closer I got to Alice, the more desperate I became to see her. It was like something was drawing me to her with urgency, some silent plea she was putting out for me. Maybe it was just Onyx being crazy, that was a solid option. It was the early hours of the morning, she wouldn’t object to waking up and seein
ALICE I woke up listening to Nixon's heartbeat, taking in every ounce of his scent that I could, including the small part of him that must have been close to Linden. Linden's light caramel scent blended with Nixon’s sweet smokiness and I missed them both so much that every time he showed up here like this, all I wanted and all Amara could think about was going home. It was a trap set by my heartstrings, but I knew that giving in meant living the life of an heir. We were always watched, always judged when we stepped outside of Shadow Forest and the games that the Alpha’s liked to play, I wanted no part in. Nope. No thank you. The only regret I ever have is that I’m missing time with them, with the other people who made me whole and our other siblings. "I almost got stabbed last night for you," Nixon chuckled,
ALICE "He's not the same without you," Nixon paused and brushed some of my hair behind my ear, "We both want you to have the life you want Alice, but Linden misses you. You need to come home more, find a better balance, WE need you, and the pack gets restless without you there to ground them." "They have Marcy." "You’re their Alpha,” he levelled me with an impassive look that I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at. "I'll come home soon," I relented, "but I have things here I have to tend to-" {Like a mate} Just the mention of him made me stutter my words, feeling the creep of heat onto my face as my senses flooded with the caramel notes of Ian's scent. It
ALICE “I’m sure you look hot as hell,” I yelled through the bathroom door, “get out here and let me see.” “I look ridiculous,” Cynthia slumped her shoulders as she tried to cover her sports bra with her hands, “could you imagine running into someone that I have to deal with regularly?” She made a half-shocked and wide-eyed face as she looked around for something to cover up with. “You look amazing,” I winked and hurried into my room in search of a sweater, “Brock’s gonna want to forgo the gym,” I came back out grinning, “or take you into his office… but here,” I tossed it her way and she immediately slipped it on. It was a bit oversized and I’d cut the hem off a bit so it should have been crop length, but her workout leggings were high-waisted, so they met together nicely leaving no skin.
ALICE "I think you owe my girl some gratitude," his deep voice sent Amara into a lovesick puppy coma as she rolled around on the floor like a cat overdosing on catnip. Of all the places, he had to be here. I would think he was following me if I hadn't decided on this outing last minute. Does Brock know what he is? I refused to turn around. Logically, I needed to in order to get myself out of this room that his huge ass was now blocking, but I refused. "I didn't know you were seeing someone yet," Cynthia leaned in and whispered to me thinking she was being discreet. We were in a small room full of people, never mind that he could hear someone whispering a mile away. Her eyes were dancing between me