***TRIGGER WARNING: The following chapter contains talks of abuse. Reader discretion is advised. ***************** *SIANNA’S POV* Hailey’s burning angry eyes flickered from Duke to Raj and then to Nitya. She stared in disbelief at Raj and fumed silently as she masked a delirious chuckle. His mother’s expression was calm and pleading like she deeply wanted Hailey’s approval. “The report that was given to us during the time that Hailey was at the White Clovers Pack,” I spoke since no one else would, “Is that you did horrible things and tried to separate their bond. What do you have to say about that?” “I am sorry for hurting Hailey,” Nitya began and turned to face Hailey as an act of sincerity, “I never gave you a chance because I thought that only I could know what was best for my son. When his father died, I swore that I would give him the best of everything. I thought that someone who understood our culture was better suited for him. You are his mate and I had failed to trust th
*SIANNA’S POV* Being angry would not help Sammy's situation, though I was boiling with rage. She obviously feared Malik's retaliation if we confronted him, but a Luna command would surely stop him from attacking her again. Abuse is not tolerated in our pack. So he would be punished by his Alpha later. The poor girl had already endured her body being used as a sex toy before she escaped as a rogue and came here for a chance to live a good life. Intending to head to the hunters’ ground, Vance and I shifted into our wolves after exiting the pack house. My silver wolf walked over to him and nuzzled him on the neck. He does it back to me and rubs himself against my side so that our furs interlock and release. Vance's black wolf had upright, forward-facing ears, slightly bristling hackles, and a tail held vertically curled inward. My wolf wags its tail high in the air and, with its tongue lolled out, delivers a sloppy lick on her mate's face. She frolics and dances around him, then bowed
*SIANNA’S POV* Halting in his stride, he groaned and tentatively turned his head just enough for me to catch a glimpse of his deep amethyst eyes. The slightest smirk rose on his face. Quickly, I recomposed myself so that Malik would not sense a change in my demeanor. “I want to help you, Malik, but only if you let me,” I softly said, sucking in a sharp breath. He should stop being an arrogant asshole right now. The guys would knock his head off if they were here to witness his insolence towards me. He glanced at me over his shoulder. Then he turns his body fully to face me, a shadow flickers across his face caused by the sun shooting its rays through the pleating branches. “You make me sound like a drug addict or a drunk.” “It seems like you are headed there.” I could see it playing out inside my head, “You are aware that the abuse to your mate could get you removed from the elites, right? Please let me help you through this.” “But don’t you have a habit of abandoning people, Sian
*SIANNA’S POV* Challenging a Luna intimated that he must have a secret attack in his plans. Otherwise, I would surely defeat him in a duel. However, one must never underestimate the enemy. When did Malik develop a crush on me? Only the moon goddess could give me that answer. It was beyond my comprehension why anyone would think that crushing on a Luna was a good idea. For their mates, Alphas would kill or even go to war. Against Vance, this diminutive warrior had no hope. Hadn't Curtis' demise taught him that? I'm at a loss as to how to proceed. This shit is so fucked up! Although they are friends and he offers to bring me to Curtis, he shows affection for me. Was it premeditated for them to fight each other over me? In response to him, my wolf growled and bristled, urging me to shift, but I made the conscious decision to strive to talk him out of doing this dumb crap. He tried to encircle me, but I turned in every direction he went, keeping a keen eye on his motions and movement
*SIANNA’S POV* Five people confronted him. Marlena, the witch, Chad, Blayne, Vance, and me. My glance swung from Vance and Malik as I struggled to untangle the knot of confusion in my head. "What did you just say?" I quizzically asked my mate, seeking help to come out of this dark tunnel so that the light of truth would unfurl my comprehension. The possibility caused my heart rate to peak. Vance did not look at me. With rage, his eyes had marked his target and spared no vision for anyone else. “Malik is dead. This imposter is Curtis.” Turning to face him, Malik’s wolf’s eyes focused on Vance, but I had to hear him confess it. “Is this true?” He remains silent, refusing to admit or deny the accusations. These two men were locked in a cold-war stare-down as though the first to break away would lose the challenge. The air was suddenly tense, and the forest became warmer. Scared for Curtis, as the dread rose, I fought to contain it. Praying that they were mistaken and this was not him
***TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains severe mature content such as BDSM. ******************* *SIANNA’S POV* “Your mind is on another man and I can’t have that, Firecat,” His harsh thick tenor caught me off guard. “My wolf refuses to have you sulk over your ex-lover.” “It is human to mourn the dead,” I shot him a horrifying expression with creased brows and stormed into the bedroom. “You are being unreasonable and childish.” “I want your pretty little brain to only be thinking of me,” He came behind me while I was in the closet and taking out a nightgown. His sexy voice whispered in my ear and made me jump. “So, tonight you are going to be my little rope bunny.” “What the hell is that?” Clueless, I swallowed hard with my head turned slightly to look at him, unable to dismiss the perplexity of the moment. “You will see,” His hot deep voice sent chills down my spine. I was half-scared about whatever he had planned and tried to ignore him. “But before I begin, the Blacks are aw
*SIANNA POV* Blushing all day like a teenager had those around me piqued with curiosity. Whenever Vance's eyes met mine, my cheeks flamed up and I turned pink. Too bad that I was behaving like a young girl who was having her first crush, but it was hard to help after last night’s bondage session blew my mind. Vance warned that the sex dungeon would be used for two purposes. When I go into heat and misbehavior that requires punishment. The latter, of course, seemed more unlikely. Nevertheless, the thought of being a naughty brat tinkled in my head. I wanted to know how he would have me in that sex swing, and what else he would do to me. Now I’m smiling to myself, licking and biting my lips at the raptured memories that we had created, feeling open to the experimentation. Contrary to the girls who expected me to be mourning, I was a ray of sunshine and bubbling in bliss all over. Butterflies churned in my stomach and I couldn’t be more in love with my mate. Thinking of him made my cor
Ten years later…………… ***************** *SIANNA’S POV* “Luna,” the principal frowned as she explained the reason for this meeting, “Mr. Larry is the form teacher for our third-grade class, and at present, he is at the hospital.” I nodded because I had an idea who put him there, “Which one was it?” Mom also contacted me about the ways that the teacher cursed in the operating room as they tried to peel the chair off him. “This time it was Venus,” the grayed-haired woman thinned her lips and informs me. “She placed glue on his chair so that it stuck to his ass when he sat to teach the class.” She takes the glue bottle from her drawer as evidence of the act. Composed and apologetic, I looked at her, “Mrs. Moretti, I will speak to my daughter and ensure that it never happens again.” She gave a faint smile, “Thank you, Luna.” “I will ensure that she sends him an I am sorry card and apologize to him in front of the class.” There would also be a good scolding but there was no need to hi