William does not waste any time, and with a strong kick, he breaks the door. Inside, two males are behind a desk and are staring at a laptop. I am positive the one with black hair is Max, while I don’t recognize the one with brown hair. They are so absorbed by what they see on the laptop they don’t hear the noise caused by the broken door or me getting inside. Close to the desk, sitting on a chair, is a young female. From her scent, I know she is an Omega—not that I care about ranks. Her palms cover her face, and her shoulders are shaking. While no sound is coming from her, I know she is crying silently. Her clothes are ripped and torn and full of blood, and she has injuries all over her body.
“Morţii mă-sii,” (His/Her mother’s dead relatives) William swears before he removes his jacket, walks over to the female, and puts it over her shoulders before lifting her in his arms. It is only then that she notices us. Her eyes fill with fear and more tears. Her mouth parts, and her bottom lip trembles. I am sure she will scream, but when William narrows his eyes, she covers her mouth with her palm. Tears keep rolling down her cheeks, but she is as quiet as a mouse. I want to tell her not to fear William. He might look like a grizzly bear but he would never hurt a female. I am sure he would have broken Max’s arms and legs by now, but as long as he has the female in his arms, his priority is her.
I am angry as well because I can’t express how much I hate males who abuse females. Especially those who are paired with human females and act as if it was the greatest punishment they could receive.
Mark gets close to William and the female and starts inspecting her injuries.
When our team was created, we were required to take a medical course. I was kicked out during the first class—the teacher didn’t like that I called him a misogynist. He had been kind enough to comment that females should not hunt vampires but take care of pups and their homes. Before I left his class, I showed him my middle finger and told him he should evaluate how he thinks about females. William preferred to train rather than learn how to cure an injury and only took one class. Mark has been the only one to finish the course and learn something useful.
I walk over to the desk, pick up the laptop—the males finally notice me—and I look at the screen. It takes me a few moments to realize I am looking at a live infrared camera. From the shapes, I can tell a person is being chased by six animals. Probably werewolves in their wolf form.
“Who the fuck are you?” Max growls and reaches over the desk, trying to grab the laptop from me.
I pull out the silver dagger, Judgment, so fast, Max doesn’t notice it until the sharp tip is under his chin. He freezes and swallows hard. I put the laptop on the desk and grab Max’s shirt, preventing him from moving.
“Elena Albu,” I reply. Recognition flashes in Max’s eyes, and I grin. The other male reaches for his pocket, and I growl. I am aware that the males are usually the ones that growl, but when a female has a job like I do—vampire huntress—she has to grow a pair of balls. Lucky me, I ended up with two pairs. “I think you don’t understand what is going on. Let me explain it to you. Move an inch, and you will have to find a new Alpha.”
The male ignores my orders, and I push my dagger into Max’s chin, and a few drops of blood fall on the desk. A hiss of pain leaves Max’s lips. “Stefan, do as Elena asks!” he barks at the other male.
But, because males are stupid and usually think with their pricks and not their brains, Stefan shoves his hand in his pocket, and I twist the dagger—more blood falls on the desk—making Max swear. A shocked expression forms on Stefan’s face, and he looks at Max, probably expecting the Alpha of the Silver Pack to subdue me at any moment—because males are like this and think that if they are stronger, they can manhandle any female they want. When Stefan finally understands that Max is not joking, he removes his hand from the pocket.
“Put your hands in the air!” I order Stefan, and this time he obeys. My eyes immediately turn to Max. “You probably wonder what the fuck I am doing in your pack,” I say. He does not reply, so I answer anyway, “Quite simple. I received a phone call, and someone told me you have a slave. I did not want to believe it because I thought, who could be so stupid as to risk his Alpha position? To make the story short, I got to your pack, and I immediately noticed something was wrong.”
I let go of his shirt and remove the dagger so Max can talk. He cleans his chin with his sleeve. “There are no slaves in this pack!” Max denies.
A whimper comes from the female, and I look at her. William is still cradling her to his chest. “Alpha Max is lying. He not only has a slave, but he and Beta Stefan tortured my parents until they killed them. They are still in the dungeons,” she says before burying her face into William’s chest and crying.
Max and his Beta killed two pack members?
I remember what the male I encountered earlier told me, “Two pack members passed away.”
My eyes fall on the laptop screen—I forgot about it for a moment. The person, who I assume is a male runs slower than before, and the wolves are about to catch him.
“You little lying bitch!” Stefan snaps at the female.
Elena Stefan is out of my reach; otherwise, I would have slapped him into the next week. William growls so loud I hear his chest vibrating, and Stefan takes a step backward. “Let me guess, that is the slave. Call off the wolves and have the male brought here!” I ordered Max and snap my fingers. Anger flashes in his eyes before he does as I ask him. “Stop the chasing!” he yells into a microphone he has on the desk. The wolves obey, and from what I see on the laptop, the male falls to his knees as soon as the wolves stop running. They shift into their human form and drag the slave after them. I watch the laptop a moment more before my attention turns to Max. “I want the slave’s file!” I say. I know Max does not want to give it to me, but he puts a hand in his right pocket, takes out a set of keys, unlocks the top drawer of his desk, and reluctantly gives the file to me. I open it and look at the only page that is inside. My eyes scan it fast, and I have a strange feeling, but I shr
Vladimir When Alpha Max told the wolves chasing me to stop and take me to the office, all I could think about was to kill him for what he did to Mr. and Mrs. Radu. I try to get free from the males dragging me to the office, but they are stronger than me. I am thinking about freeing Derayu from the prison I built around him when I entered the office, my lungs filled with the most beautiful scent I have ever smelled—lilac and hyacinth. My blood roars in my ears, and I stop fighting. Derayu howls inside my head and slams against the invisible walls surrounding him. I often wondered if the girl I loved with all my heart had been my soulmate. After that day, when I took her innocent life and became the slave of the Silver Pack, I accepted it because it was my punishment for what I did. Every time Ana would mention my soulmate, only the face of my princess—how I often called her—would come to my mind. But the Moon Goddess has another plan for me. I turn my attention to the source of that
Vladimir The male with white hair scratches the back of his head and looks around him, scanning the hallways. The Pack House is unusually quiet; there are no pups running around or teenagers shyly glancing at those they like. While I have never been a real member of the Silver Pack, I know there is a special bond between a werewolf and his pack. They can mind link, a thing I could never do since, technically, I am still a rogue. When Ana's parents died, everyone felt it. From what I understood, when a pack member returns to the Moon Goddess, a part of the pack's heart goes with him. I might not feel that pain, but knowing Mr. and Mrs. Radu died because they wanted to help me hurts so badly, and I want to claw my heart out of my chest. But Ana needs me, so for her sake, I must carry on. She rejected Mikael and has no relatives left in Romania. A cousin of Mrs. Radu lives in Paris, but Ana doesn’t want to move there. My eyes fell on my hands. Ana is smart and works hard, but since she l
ElenaThe sun is about to disappear between a line of trees, and there is so much to be done before me and my team can return home. But all I can think about is Vladimir telling Mia his wolf is feral. No wonder he is full of welts and cuts. His wolf should have been able to heal them.The tip of my fingers touches his chest. Beneath all the dry blood that covers Vladamir's body, I can tell he has many scars. Max has abused my mate for a long time and subjected him to torture, and that is unacceptable! When I get my hands on Max, I will show him what torture really means!Vladimir gazes at me with pained eyes, and I know rejecting him will hurt like a motherfucker, but as a vampire huntress having a weakness can result in many people dying.Mia huffs her disagreement. 'Vladimir is not a weakness!''Think about it! His wolf is feral and he can't rely on him! What will happen when Mihnea finds out that I have found my mate? Have you stopped to think that Mihnea can use Vladimir to get to
Elena Growing up, I was never alone. There had always been family or friends over at my house, or I was visiting them. But right now, sitting in the backyard of the Silver Pack, I feel more alone than ever. In addition, I deliberately hurt my mate and made my wolf angry with me. And Mark told me he would stop working with me if I rejected Vladimir. I don't give a shit about most things, but I care a lot about Mark. At some point during my teen years, things changed, and I became less social, and I stopped speaking to most of my friends. Except for Mark. He had always been there for me. He has always been my BFF, and I love him more than anything in this world. When my first crush broke my heart, and I called him in the middle of the night, he came running to my house with a big tub of ice cream and a collection of stupid old movies. When Mark suffered because of a female, I made him his favorite dinner and stayed with him until he was better. Mark leaving the team is not an option.
VladimirAna takes me to her room and locks the door behind her before wrapping her arms around herself. I pull her into a tight hug and stroke her hair while I whisper reassuring words to her, but I know that no matter what I say or do, it won’t bring back her parents. She knows I will always be by her side, that she will be the sister I never had.I swallow hard and let go of her.“We should hurry,” I tell her. “I don’t think Elena would like it if we made her wait for too long!”“I don’t like her! Each time she visited the pack, she acted as if she were better than anyone else!”I frown because I didn’t realize that Elena had come here before. I would not have known anyway because each time someone visited the pack, I was taken to the lower parts of the dungeons and stayed there until the guests left.“It does not matter if you like her or not; we will have to go with her,” I say before heading towards Ana’s closet. “Get inside the shower while I pack your things!”Ana’s bottom lip