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Tyler POV Not hesitating, Blake said, "You wrong Theda."Mentioning Theda's name against my warning caused a fierce and primitive rage to surge through my veins. My eyes narrowed, obviously glowing with a dangerous intensity as I focused my attention on Blake. His utterance had stirred a whirlwind of emotions within me which I was trying to control and not to explode."Don't, Blake" I growled, my voice laced with a raw intensity that would send shivers down the spines of anyone who would be around him. My warning was clear, a desperate plea for Blake to respect my wishes or heed my warning and avoid speaking about the painful subject that consumed his thoughts, Theda.But despite being aware of the potential consequences, Blake could not remain silent. His loyalty to me was unwavering, yet he probably felt a duty to intervene on behalf of Theda."I'm sorry, Tyler, but I have to talk about her," He stated, his voice firm but tinged with empathy. He knew the risk he was taking, but I k
Theda POVI had decided to leave the room earlier and let Tyler have some time alone, hoping it would get him cool. I got prepared for the day in the other room where I used to stay and sat down to ponder Tyler's actions since last night. I just couldn't seem to lay my hands on what the reason or reasons might be for his strange actions and outbursts.So bad that my morning dream hadn't come true, but I wasn't going to sit down and feel devastated as I recalled Tyler's hurtful utterances. After a while, I headed to Tyler's office. I peeped in through the slightly opened door and saw him going through some papers. I heard footsteps and froze until I heard Blake's voice."Won't you go in?"I turned to face him and shook my head. "No. I'll just pass on for now." He nodded and I left. I headed to the kitchen and after a while, I got a thought. I decided to make tea and biscuits for Tyler. I couldn't help but remember the day Tyler returned to the pack with a long face due to some issues
Theda POV As I couldn't stop myself, I felt a profound sense of shock and disbelief upon hearing the Alpha's unexpected revelation about me staying outside the packhouse and residing in the dark room. The mention of the dark room triggered a flood of rumors and eerie stories I had heard about it, including claims of hauntings and other unsettling occurrences. I never anticipated that the Alpha would ever make such a decision and it left me reeling. As the shock settled in, my mind raced, trying to make sense of his outburst and declaration. I contemplated the possible reasons behind his actions, seeking to understand his motivations. The weight of uncertainty and confusion hung heavily on me. Meanwhile, Blake attempted to intervene and address the situation. However, his efforts were abruptly halted by Alpha Tyler, who prevented any further interference. Without offering any explanation or clarification, I watched him abruptly leave the room, leaving me and Blake behind. "Damn," Bl
Theda POV The heavy pour played a chaotic symphony on my body, drenching my clothes and dampening my spirits as I fixed my eyes on the figure steadily approaching me through the gray curtain of rain. For a moment, hope flickered in my heart as I half-expected the figure to be Alpha Tyler. I had yearned for his presence, desperately wanting him to be the one braving the storm to be by her side. But deep down, my mind strongly disagreed, warning me not to get my hopes up. My instincts were torn between longing and skepticism. Finally, as the figure emerged from the misty haze, illuminated by a sudden burst of lightning, my heart sank as I clearly saw the face and recognized it instantly. It was Blake. My hopes evaporated like raindrops on hot pavement, leaving behind a profound sense of disappointment. The realization hit me hard, and I felt devastated. Strongly holding an umbrella above his head, he gave me a discontent look as he walked up to me, his footsteps muffled by the sou
Tyler POV I paced back and forth in my room, unable to shake off the restlessness that consumed me. The sight of Theda standing under the pouring rain had stirred something deep within me. Tyson, my wolf, a fierce and primal force, whined and growled inside me, urging me to go to her. The strange intense connection they shared intensified my agitation, making it difficult for him to keep my animal instincts in check. As I stared out the window, raindrops trickling down the glass, vivid images of her delicate form, drenched in the water's embrace, flashed through my mind. My heart raced, and a wave of desire washed over me. The need to protect and claim her as my own surged within me, threatening to break free from the restraints I had placed upon myself. Trying to regain control, I turned my attention to the mirror. I locked eyes with my own reflection, attempting to steady my breathing and clear my mind. The reflection revealed a man torn between his human façade and the untamed
Tyler POVBlake gave a firm nod before he glanced above his shoulder at me and said, "Alright. I hope you have a good night's rest while Theda stays out there." With that, he left with a frown.I found myself drawn to the window just a minute after Blake had left. A sense of urgency gripped me as I parted the curtains, revealing a scene that shook me to my core. My eyes widened in disbelief as I beheld Theda lying helplessly on the ground, drenched by the relentless rain. The sight struck my heart like a lightning bolt, and my instincts as my wolf surged forth, manifesting as a sharp cry from deep within my chest. Every beat of my heart echoed loudly in my ears as a mixture of fear and determination coursed through my veins. I felt as though I might explode if I continued to watch from the confines of my room which made me close the window with a forceful motion. My frustration and desperation manifested as I swiftly kicked to the nearby bed, a physical release of the overwhelming
Theda POV As I slowly opened my eyes, regaining my consciousness, I wondered who had saved me and took me out from the rain. I found my small frame curled up beneath the covers on top of a soft bed. As I managed to sit up on the bed, the door was opened and Blake walked in with a bowl of hot soup. "You're awake. Good. You need to have this soup now." He handed the bowl of soup over to me as he scanned my expression. As I held the bowl, its comforting aroma filled the room. Despite the nourishment before me, my thoughts were preoccupied with the events of the previous night. Then it struck me again. Who saved me? I looked around, noticing that I wasn't in my new room. "You're in the packhouse, Theda," he informed me. I nodded, observing my surroundings. "Beta Blake, were you the one that saved me last night?" I inquired, my voice soft and laced with curiosity. I longed to know the identity of the person who had carried my unconscious form out of the rain and into the safety o
Theda POV In the midst of my fear, my mind raced, desperately searching for a solution to survive this dire situation. Despite my inability to shift, I knew I had to think quickly and find a way to protect myself. As the wolves drew nearer, I considered my options.I scanned the surroundings, looking for any potential tools or objects that I could use as a makeshift defense. Perhaps there were rocks, branches, or anything that could be used as a deterrent. I could throw objects at the wolves to create a distraction, buying my precious moments to devise a more effective strategy. Simultaneously, I remembered the slaves who hadn't shifted and had stepped back, creating a gap between the wolves and me. I realized that they might provide a temporary shield against the approaching wolves. If I could navigate through the slaves, I might be able to gain some distance from the oncoming danger, but I would be endangering their lives too.No. His words rang in my head, forcing me to rememb