it took me a bit longer. Battle chapters are toughter to figure out. I hope i painted a clear picture of what happened. there will be one from Mila's pov, one from Airk and one from Brax. at least lol. so get ready, because it's not over yet.
Mila’s pov Argo’s plan was great but impulsive. I knew as soon as he left that he hadn't thought out his plan as well as he should have. I was sure he could kill the machine that was covering the woods in wolfsbane fog, but how was he going to get out of there once he did? I turned to the soldiers, who were waiting on word from Argo for their next move. The wolfsbane in the air had made sure the possibility of mindlinking would be impossible, so it was either me or one of the gammas from the other pack to tell them what to do. And I knew Argo would choose me, and it seemed the soldiers did too. They all looked at me, waiting to be told what to do. "As soon as Gamma Argo has stopped the smoke, we attack." They all nodded their heads in understanding. "The gasmasks limit the enemies vision, but as soon as the smoke is cleared, they’ll take them off. So take advantage of the moment before they do. Sneak up on them, take them by surprise, and get our gamma out of there." "Fuck yeah.
Brax’s pov Talking about Rose was becoming easier. It wasn’t my dirty little secret anymore. She had lost her life because of me, but it wasn’t me who pulled the trigger. The more I talked about my mate, the more I realized she wasn't something to be embarrassed about. Pretending like she never existed was much worse than telling everyone that she died because of me. It didn’t mean I was ready to tell everything, especially not while we were in the middle of a mission to save the man I loved more than anything in the world. "You’re going to take good care of him, won’t you?" Asher asked while we were waiting for Storm and Osiris to give the signal. Storm knew the packhouse well, and with Eve’s map of all the different routes, we should be able to sneak in undetected. But first we needed to get through the damn garden and avoid every camera and gadget they had in here to detect trespassers. Jace was one paranoid son of a bitch. The more the war went on outside of the border, the
Airk’s pov I must be dreaming. This can’t be real. I saw dad and grandpa in front of the glass. In front of the very glass where I had seen my mate have sex with the woman he called "baby." I knew that wasn’t her name; he had only mentioned her name once when he was threatening her life. Like my name, he refused to use hers. Maybe it was too much effort to learn people’s names, or maybe it was a way to remind them they could be easily replaced. We were nameless people that nobody cared about. Jace only brought her into the cell, but I could feel him with other people as well. Once he realized it hurt me but not him, he tried to have sex as often as he could. When he did beat me up, he lessened the amount of wolsbane in the cell. But it still stopped Jace from feeling most of it. Jace hurt me any chance he could, but he never came close to killing me. Jace didn’t want me dead. He wanted me to learn a lesson. I was pretending I was compliant, pretending I would do whatever he wante
Brax’s pov Once Airk had rejected Jace, Storm had reached into his chest and taken his heart out. While I was the one who wanted to kill the fucker for touching Airk, at this moment, I knew holding him in my arms was more important. The fighting stopped, and Asher turned to his father, who was lying on the ground, lifeless. Osiris suddenly coughed up some blood and spit out a bullet. "You’re alive!" Asher said, taking his father into his arms. They seemed to mindlink, and it was probably because Osiris was unable to speak with that nasty wound in his mouth. Goddess, it looked gross. "Stop staring at the man, and let’s get the fuck out of here," Storm growled. Asher put his arm under Osiris, and I held on to Airk while the woman walked closely behind us. Storm led the way through the packhouse. Everyone in the packhouse bowed their heads, scared of what we would do now that their Alpha was dead. "I think you should stay here," Asher said. Before Storm could argue, Asher raised h
Argo’s pov I had been having the weirdest fucking dreams, and when I finally woke up, I was half expecting to be dreaming still. Mila was leaning over me, her boobs so close to my face that I could almost touch them. This must be a fucking dream. Her scent was all around me, and the view was fucking amazing. I couldn’t resist teasing her as I moved my head up to carefully rub my nose against her nipples. She was still too far, so I lifted my chest up to get closer. It hurt like fucking hell, though, and I screamed out before she did. "You’re awake!" she said, surprised. "And in fucking pain. Next time, just press those boobs to my face, so I don’t have to hurt myself. What the hell were you doing anyway? Not that I'm complaining; it was the best view to wake up to." Mila rolled her eyes before looking at my chest. "You’re lucky you didn’t tear any stitches. I was checking the monitor. It looked like your heart was going faster than usual." "With you close, I can imagine why. Can
Mila’s pov When I left Argo’s room, his parents and sister were all staring at me, smirking. "What?" "O, nothing." Elora said it with a big smile. "I’m just happy you’re going to be my sister." "I haven’t decided anything yet…" Leia scoffed, "a mark is a pretty big fucking decision." "He was dying!" I exclaimed. Why couldn’t they understand I didn’t have a choice? Asher smiled at his mate before pulling her onto his lap. "What my princess is saying, is thank you, and we will wait patiently until you both figure things out. But if it were up to us, we would be happy to have you be part of our family." They had already thanked me enough for saving Argo. All week, while he was in a medically induced coma, they thanked me for marking him and saving his life. I had been training the soldiers, sitting with Argo, or helping Elora and Brax. Anything to keep busy. ‘You didn’t do anything wrong,’ Leysa reassured me. I knew I didn’t. So why did every person I killed that day pop up in
Hi, I just wanted to let you all know that my sister is close to giving birth, and I have offered to take her five year old son this weekend to help out. This means I might be too busy to write. I am trying to write for both stories, but I have a hard time focusing since I'm feeling anxious for my sister. This hasn't been an easy pregnancy for her, and I hope it all goes quickly and smoothly. I love the support you've given me so far, and I've really been enjoying writing these stories for you. No pressure, but I would really appreciate a review if you're up for it. It would help me gain more readers. Other than that, I just wanted to say thank you for reading and leaving comments. I get such a kick out of seeing your reactions to each chapter. I had planned to give Airk this amazing mate since the beginning, and it was hard to go through with it at times because nobody deserves such a mate. But I really wanted to tell a story about rejection and second chances. Hopefully I'll b
Airk’s pov Being here with Argo felt like old times. Sharing a room with my brother, making jokes, watching stupid TV shows, and eating food in bed. It was comforting in a way, but every time I looked down at my body or Argo’s body, I was reminded of what happened for us to be here. Especially at night, I had a hard time escaping my demons. Or demon, to be specific. Jace haunted my dreams, and there had been several nights where Argo had jumped into bed with me. His wolf had returned, and Argo was healing well. I suspected that he was staying until I was allowed to go home, just so I wouldn’t be by myself. Not that I was ever really by myself, unless I went to the toilet, and even there I had to ask someone for help to bring me there. Mom, dad, Elora, Darian, baby Tristan, Brax—there were always people here. Dad told me more people from the Iron River pack wanted to visit me, but that mom had said they needed to wait. I was thankful she realized I wasn’t ready for more. I wasn’t