Tristan"He said he won't be back to the packhouse till tomorrow," Orion disclosed, standing by the door of my workspace, watching me unscrew nuts from the engine to replace the valve.I cleaned my hands on my oil-stained work shirt and wiped the sweat off my brows, turning to give Aidan's Beta my audience. He looked disgusted as he glared around the room, which was filled with spare parts and stank of machine oil. A big engine stood in the middle. The devil refused to come apart."Is there a reason?" I raised a brow.He cleared his throat, standing erect, and said, "There's news that his side of Blood canine is being ambushed."My second brow went up. "And he's there all alone?" Something told me he wasn't accounting for everything, which wasn't something to worry about."He says he can handle it; this is all I am allowed to say."And that was all I would get from him no matter how hard I pushed, which I wouldn't do anyway.I dismissed him with a wave, and he left silently, just as he
I coughed out, turning to my side to spit out blood, yet waiting for the metal to pierce through my midsection, for Atlas' eyes were empty of life—the yearning to shed blood bubbling at his tips."So stupid," I coughed again, immediately hearing him roar, bringing the blade down, when a body jumped on him, sending him sprawling on the ground, the dust in his hair."Sorry, Alpha Atlas, but I can't let you do it." Orion's voice was heard above, forcing me to have a double take on what was happening.Did Orion just save my ass from being stabbed by my brother? And what strength did he have to push Atlas? Atlas?His palms reached out to me, and I grabbed them, holding onto him with every fiber of my being while wincing.Standing up, I put my palm over my stomach and limped toward Orion. Looking at Orion, who had a careful watch on Atlas, who was slowly standing up from the ground but didn't look so furious anymore."Thank you." I nodded at him, regretting every wrong thought I ever held ag
I stared at him, my eyes wide open, knowing I was in another round of trouble and there was nothing I could do about it. Bad news sure does fly around; if not, Alpha Atlas hadn't even been in the pack for more than 15 minutes, but there he was, a cranky smile on his face, promising punishment I wasn't prepared to take.He walked over to me and picked me up like paper, taking me quietly out of the room with Alpha Tristan watching. His gray eyes followed our every move until Alpha Aidan finally left the room, closing the door behind us."Do you have anything to tell?" Aidan asked me, looking forward; I stared at his chin, shaking my head quietly.I was done with talking sharp. I couldn't take on these men, no matter my training. Especially Atlas. To protect my wolf and me, I was going to do as they said. They won.He took me into his fully illuminated room, and it hurt my eyes terribly after being in Alpha Tristan's dark room for almost one full day.He dropped me on the bed and looked d
IRIS POV I woke up to the sound of Alpha Aidan's door opening. Flashing my eyes open, I saw her and relaxed—a maid in a long, groggy gown holding a change of attire for me.She walked close, dropped the cloth on the bed, and left just as quietly as she had come, the door closing behind her.I sighed, sending a long glare to the clothes before crawling on all fours towards it, reaching it, and sinking my hands in the material. It was so apparent that a woman chose this. Its softness and comfort tickled my fingers.It was cream-colored and florally patterned. Suddenly I wanted to try it on.Alpha Aidan was out of bed already. I should give it to him; he was the hardest-working of all the Alphas, except I didn't know them very well.My body still felt weary. I didn't sleep enough last night as it was infested with nightmares that took the form of my visions—terrifying me to my core.I was about to tell Alpha Tristan yesterday before Aidan came in. But he had joked about it, not wanting t
He kissed me hard; he kissed me slow and with a touch of steady; this wasn't planned; his moving against mine in sync, tasting, sucking, and biting—no matter how I tried to bite back a moan, I couldn't help myself from moaning it in his mouth.He took all of me, my breath, and made my heart beat his. His fingers still lingered at the back of my dress, ready to pull down the zip, even without breathing.Then, when I had been swallowed whole, he broke it off. My eyes were closed, but I couldn't stop furrowing my brows and snapping my lashes open.My eyes asked all the questions, confused, aroused, and angry simultaneously."We shouldn't pretend; throw all caution to the wind," he said, leaving my zipper open and raising my chin to his. "But then the bond gets even stronger to break."I swallowed, faced with the tough decision: yes, I'll want everything he had to offer, and these feelings were another thing altogether. Butterflies danced in my belly, and I felt lighter.But also, how coul
Aidan."Damn, they had all the time," I muttered loud enough for Atlas, who stood beside me. He grunted for the umpteenth time. It was the only word he had been saying since we arrived at Pearl's pack.The look on his face was one of disgust as we looked around the destroyed pack. It's ruin, making our stomachs churn.There were whole dead bodies and body parts thrown around the place, so scattered that it was hard not to trip over them. The stench of dead bodies filled the air. The flies were having a damn good time.The survivors were being helped from under heaps of corpses, burning houses, and ditches. "Where's Tristan?" I asked Atlas, whose eyes were on a crying baby being pulled out of the hands of his dead mother."Last I saw him; he was raging; I think he went to put some clothes on."Just immediately, Tristan came out of a small condo in jeans and a shirt that he didn't button, just letting it fly. Something told me the owner of the clothes was dead.He marched, trying to wal
"We should have fucking known. fuck!" He continued to slam against the wall, and I was sure it would make much more significant dents with each blow.He stopped hands on his knees, breathing heavily, sweat dripping down his hair to the floor.He straightened up, looking a little calmer but still scary. "He sent you?" as a spy?"I shook my head in denial at the tip of my tongue. What was he saying? Maybe I should tell him I left the pack years ago because the Luna hunted me."You speak; I hurt you."I pushed my back into the wall, trying to still my breath. "Since you came, Iris, bad things have happened."The tears were threatening to fall. "Well, sorry, you forced me here, remember?""That makes up for you spying on Blood Canine for Silver Mystic? For Reid? How close were you to him, Huhn? He gave you all you need?!""I am not a spy," the tears finally fell, "all I want to say is that Reid can't do that to women and children; it's against everything he believes in.""Both of you are o
Iris. POVThe Alpha Room was rowdy when I was pushed in, and with the countenance, I knew they weren't reaching an argument, and Tristan still believed Reid had something to do with the attack on his side of the bloodhound.I tried to hide my face from Reid by using my hair, turning to the side, or having my face lowered.Soon, Tristan was behind me, pulling my hair back so Reid could see me fully. I saw the shock on his face and shrank back in, hiding my face again."Iris," he called my name for the second time."She's not in a place to reply to you right now." Tristan pushed me behind him, so Orion held me in place. I could see his back when he said, "I don't want to believe you sent her here, Reid.""I did not," his voice was fiery, "she's from Silver Mystic; you don't have the right to hold her against my will."Tristan laughed, "Hold your horses, Reid; you can either sit back down or leave; it's all up to you."Reid looked from me to him, then he sighed, pulled his chair back, an