**Alexander’s POV**“Isn’t that a bad idea?” Chad voiced almost immediately. From the look on his face, I could see the worry and the fear gracing his features.I was also worried, worried about myself and every member of my clan. I was worried for Emily too but the seed of vengeance that had been sown in me was too massive, too strong to be swayed by two doubtful worried men.“I do not think it’s such a bad idea.” Chad’s father answered in my stead. He also had this forced look in his eyes that I hadn’t seen in a long while, it made him look ferocious; vengeful even.“Father!” Chad snapped incredulously. “I understand that you are both haunted by the things these people did to you in the past, but doing this now is like putting every single member of this pack in danger!”“I know!” His father snapped back, “we’ll only be putting ourselves in danger and not them. They’re a secret magical tunnel we can hide in!” The way he talked, and the fierceness in his eyes all seemed foreign to me
**Alexander’s POV**It’s been exactly six days since I sent Alpha Marcus of Silver moon pack a victory letter, and ever since, I haven’t heard any news from him.Following Chad’s dad's instructions, I also informed him of my reasons and also reached out to his son, who was responsible for Sophia’s death, in the letter as well.I partly hoped they would apologize and crawl on their knees, asking for forgiveness, but they never did. Instead, they keep mute.“Do not invade his territory. Wait till he infiltrates yours first.” Chad’s father had advised one day in one of our several meetings.“Why?” I questioned, unsure of the reason he would try to change our initial agreement to infiltrate first.“You’re always stronger in your territory.” He had said, and I had heeded his instructions, refusing to go to Marcus first.I was in the middle of a conversation with Chad in my office when suddenly, a loud knock sounded at my door.In irritation, I yelled to whoever it was to come in, only for
**Emily’s POV**I woke up with a jolt when the loud, piercing sound of a gun being fired resonated again in the distance.Frightened, I wrapped the blanket around my naked breasts and shook Alexander, who was still snoring soundly, awake.“They’re here!“ I exclaimed, rushing over to his closet to pick up some decent clothes. We dressed in a hurry, and I couldn’t help but notice how good-looking Alexander was in his battle gear.Although it was my first time seeing him in it, he had it prepared for a while now, waiting for this day.As soon as I was done dressing up and was about to walk out the door, I stopped when I heard Alexander’s worried voice.“Where do you think you’re going to?” He questioned harshly, staring down at me with dark, brooding eyes.“To war with you, of course!” I snapped defiantly, looking up at him with equal fire in my eyes. “You know how capable I am to go into that fight with—”“I don’t care about your capabilities, Emily! I care about your safety!” He growle
**Emily’s POV**I charged angrily towards the troop of Marcus’s incoming soldiers, who were also charging towards Alexander’s soldiers and me. I yelled as I ran, stabbing at everyone in my path and biting off large chunks of flesh from the bodies of the ones who were too stubborn to move away. My target was Marcus, who stood at the end of the field using his dark magic, or his godforsaken son, who was presently engaged in bloody combat with Chad. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Chad fall to the ground and get hovered by Ethan, who brandished a long sword.I still do not know how I did it because I was blinded by rage and guilt- guilt about the deaths of Mary and Malcolm- I dashed towards Ethan from behind and stabbed him in the back of his neck before he could attack Chad.I heard his piercing screams fill the air as blood gushed out of the open wound, drenching his shirt, but I didn’t feel remorse for what I had done to him.Instead, I helped Chad up, ignoring his mumbling appr
**Emily’s POV**The days after the first attack flew past like the wind on a stormy night. A mass burial had been done for Malcolm and the other soldiers who had died during the war, while Alpha Marcus’s soldiers' corpses had been burnt.I couldn’t even face Abby, Malcolm's younger sister, due to the guilt I felt about his death.I was the reason he had come out of that bunker. Something kept whispering to me that If I had adhered to instructions and remained in there, he would’ve still been alive.But at the same time, we might’ve lost the war.My mind was conflicted; I didn’t know what to do or think anymore. I didn’t even know for how long I could live with this amount of guilt pressing down on my chest.As I stood in front of Malcolm's tomb, crying with a banquet of flowers still in my hands, I felt an arm wrap around my shoulders, followed by a head which suddenly snuggled into the crook of my neck."Alexander…” I said softly, wiping away the tears that had fallen from my eyes.
**Emily’s POV**I stepped out of the bathroom, humming a song under my breath with a towel around my chest and suddenly stopped when I sighted Alexander sitting on my bed and waiting with a slight smile on his face.“Good morning.” He greeted me, walking over to wrap me in his arms and ignoring the way his shirt immediately soaked through from our contact. “Good morning…” I whispered back, sighing as I snuggled closer into his warmth and almost melted into him when his sweet cologne attacked my senses.I missed him terribly, so terribly it made my heart hurt “I know, and I miss you too.” He said suddenly, making me gasp. As soon as I remembered that he could read through my mind, I chuckled softly, embarrassed.I groaned softly when a strange feeling of lust ignited in the pit of my stomach. It came with such force that I immediately wanted to jump Alexander.I wanted to feel him inside me, to touch him.I didn’t know how to explain it, but I knew that seeing him like this, in this
**Emily’s POV**“Emily, I am talking to you!” I heard Alexander snap angrily at me with such a loud voice that pulled me out of the fog formed in my mind.The urgency in his voice made me cringe momentarily, and I sighed when I realised that he was still staring at me, obviously awaiting my response.“Huh?” I asked in feigned innocence and looked up at his face only to see him staring back with a worried expression plastered across his features.“I said, what happened?” He asked again.Even though I heard him the first time he asked, I wasn’t sure I wanted to fill him in on the contents of my dream.“I only had a nightmare, a very wild, vivid one,” I mumbled slowly, avoiding his gaze.“Do you want to talk abo—”“No!” I answered, cutting him off. I saw the confused look he threw at me, but I ignored it and got off the bed before he tried talking me into telling him about it.“Emily…?” He cocked his eyebrows at me.“I said no…” I mumbled in reply. I was about to walk into the bathroom w
**Emily’s POV**“To have me, you’ll have to kill me first!” I yelled out in a voice that sounded slightly possessed. My body shook violently with rage. All I wanted was blood. Marcus’s blood.With only that thought in mind, I charged towards them with a scream. I couldn't see anything, couldn’t feel anything aside from the blind rage that coursed through my body.And the need to kill.I drew out one of the silver knives that had been hidden in one of the several pockets of my cargo pants and as soon as I came in contact with some of his soldiers that had charged towards me as well, I swooshed it through the air, stabbing at them and slitting out the throats of some.I could hear Marcus yelling out commands to his other soldiers to attack and at the same time, I could also hear the footsteps of Alexander’s soldiers charging towards Marcus with vengeful screams.The atmosphere was tense and only the smell of blood and sweat, and dust filled it.I suddenly heard rippling sounds, sounds