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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
Theda POV"Theda, things might get worse if you're around Tyler. You should be away from him.""You said he was stressed, was that true?"He sighed and nodded. "Think about yourself now. Alpha Tyler doesn't know how to control his anger. You should be away from him.""No. I won't just run away leaving him to be consumed in his misery.""Theda, think about it." He gave me a long glance before leaving me. Some minutes later, I burst through the doors of the clinic with a mix of determination and pain etched across my face. My ankle throbbed with each step I took. Seeking solace and healing, I knew that Doctor Marcus was the one who could tend to my wounds. He was a confidant to many in the pack too, and as soon as I entered, he looked up from his desk. Concern filled his eyes as he took in my condition. He gestured for me to take a seat on the examination table, and with a gentle touch, he began assessing my injured ankle."Luna Theda," he began, his voice calm yet laden with curiosit
Theda POV I stood before Alpha Tyler, my gaze unwavering as I locked eyes with him. The once warm and familiar orbs now seemed cold and distant, devoid of the affection and connection we once shared. Taking a deep breath to steady myself as I mustered the courage to start talking to him."What's wrong with you?" My voice held a mix of frustration and desperation. "Why have you changed? Why are you acting like this? And why did you do that yesterday?" Alpha Tyler's response was curt, his tone laced with impatience. "Too many questions," he retorted, his words cutting through the air. "You're lucky it started raining, or else I would have enjoyed watching them chasing you till you're down. Now, don't say anything, but do as I say." My heart sank at his callous words. I fought back tears, refusing to let them spill over and betray my emotions. "I am not seeing you as my Luna now. I see you as a mere Omega, Theda."The pain of his unheld crushing words radiated through me, but I remai
Theda POV Dread washed over me like a tidal wave after the guards seized me, their firm grip on my arms serving as a harsh reminder of my sudden fall from grace. The weight of the situation settled heavily upon my shoulders, and I struggled to comprehend the abrupt turn my life had taken.Alpha Tyler, the man who had once professed his undying love for me stood tall before me with a cold detachment that sent shivers down my spine, it was unbelievable, but it was true. As I opened my mouth to defend myself, his hand rose to my face, silencing my protestations, and his eyes, once filled with warmth and adoration, now appeared vacant, devoid of any semblance of emotion. The realization struck me like a stab to the heart – this was not the man I had fallen in love with.My mind reeled with disbelief as I tried to make sense of the situation. How could he punish me for defending myself against Lena, who had so callously disregarded me? Taking another attempt, my voice trembled as I plead
Tyler POV I couldn't express how happy I was to have Theda behind bars. I had actually asked Lena to go and piss her off and she fell for my trap. Not being able to hurt her the past week left me destabilized after I had faced days of torment from my wolf. It was unbearable but I survived. I think I need to focus more on controlling my wolf. I will never let Tyson control me. Standing by the window of my office, enjoying the pleasant night breeze and having some whiskey, I was taken aback as the door was forcefully pushed open. I turned with knitted brows to see Blake stomp into the office with a displeasing look plastered on his face. "What the heck!" I growled, dropping my glass. "Why barge in like that?" "Why have Theda locked in the cell, Tyler?" He curtly asked, meeting my fierceness head-on. "You have no right to question me." "This is wrong!" He held his hand to slam the desk but stopped himself and threw his hand into the air in pure fury. "You shouldn't be treating her