“Ry just linked me. He said that Atlas is moving her to Portland,” Maleigha whispered, quickly covering her mouth with a shaky hand. “Shit, that was fast.” “I’ve linked the pilot to fuel up the jet. I’m sorry I can’t join you on this one,” Kai stood from his desk, coming around a patting his hand on my shoulder. “Felicity would prefer it this way. The less people involved, the better." My lips pulled into a deep frown, "She'd never forgive herself if any of you got hurt."This would be the first big threat that I’ve faced without Kai by my side. I’d like to say I wasn’t nervous, but fucking vampires.... The assholes were terrifying on a good day. I took a deep breath, glancing over to where Parker was holding Kiera. I hated how complicated things had become. Here I was, in charge of keeping two of the most important people to Parker safe, and I wasn’t entirely sure what I was even up against. “Are you ready?” I asked Kiera, who gave me a small smile and nodded. “Please b
“How far is the house from here?” She pursed her lips, “Maybe thirty minutes. Less if we shift and run the rest of the way.” I grabbed a backpack with some essentials for Kiera and I, as well as the coffin, and followed her off the plane. I walked quickly behind her until we reached the edge of a thick forest. I began to strip, throwing my shirt into the backpack and unbuttoning my jeans. Kiera looked at me in shock, her cheeks flushing bright pink before turning around. “Jeesh, you don’t have to act as if I’ve burned your eyeballs.” She shook her head quickly, “I’m just not used to the werewolf lifestyle. You did not burn my eyeballs.” “With someone as hot as myself, it’s hard not to,” I tossed my clothes into the backpack, "Been frying corneas since puberty." She giggled, “You are goofy as hell.” Her laugh sounded genuine, and I was glad that she was feeling more comfortable. “Shit, I just thought of something. How are we going to communicate? You’ve not bee
“You know him?” Kiera questioned. Her eyes were trained on none other than Vincent, but it was the fear that fueled another wave of anger through my body. I was sure there was a story behind them. Knowing the type of guy he was, it wouldn’t surprise me at all. Before I could answer her, Dex had pushed forward, and we were barreling down the side of the hill at full speed. Rocks shifted beneath my feet, propelling us faster than my legs could keep up with. I think you forgot to shift, I grunted as my ass slid down the steep hillside.“Wait!” Kiera yelled, causing Vincent to turn his attention towards the top of the hill. Her voice distracted him enough for us to close the distance. I was standing in front of Vincent in a matter of seconds. “Beta Wyatt, to what do I owe the pleasure of you showing up here today?” he asked, a smug smile spread across his face. I’d like to tear that smile to shreds. The anger that I’d pushed down for so long was slowly bubbling to the surface. He
‘You two shouldn’t have come alone,’ Atlas chuckled in my head. Kiera looked over to me, asking with her eyes if I had heard the voice too, and I nodded. “Stay close, I don’t want him to have any opportunity to separate us.” She put her back to mine and we walked around, looking for any signs of Felicity. I could feel her here. My heart raced wildly within my chest knowing how close we were to her. ‘How about a little riddle to help you find your dearest friend? Beneath materialistic beauty lies the epitome of a beautiful soul,’ Atlas' voice sang melodically. I frowned, thinking of what he could possibly have meant while Kiera stood, mumbling to herself. “Beneath means below. She is under something. Materialistic beauty signifies.....” she paused, looking around, mumbling some more, “She’s under the house! Felicity is in the basement,” she whispered. How the fuck did she get that from his riddle? ‘Probably because there is something called a brain within that pretty
I could feel every ounce of pain that was flooding Wyatt's mind and body. It was intense and grueling. And not just physical pain. Wyatt’s heart had broken. He flooded me with emotions. He felt as if he’d failed me, which was the most prevalent of them all. Atlas tossed him around as if he’d weighed nothing. His body hit the walls with such force that it crumbled the concrete. I desperately tried to break free, but Atlas was smart. The silver cuffs were too strong and thick for me to break free from. “Don’t...... look,” Wyatt choked out. From where I was sitting, I had a full view of what was happening, but I wouldn't dare look away. "Wyatt," his voice fell from my lips in a pained whisper. Atlas was going to inject Wyatt with his venom, causing a slow and painful demise. This encounter made him feel powerful and he relished in the fact that he’d, once again, outsmarted the wolf. Atlas lunged forward, plunging his fangs deep into Wyatt’s neck, just above where my m
The emotions that I’d been holding back came out all at once. I fell to the ground, sobbing. I wanted to punch something. I wanted to kill Atlas all over again. I wanted it to be slow, so he could feel an ounce of the pain that I was feeling right now. I felt Kiera’s hand on my shoulder. I forced myself up slowly, and her eyes were full of unshed tears. I outstretched my arms and she fell into me. We cried together, allowing the weight of the day to finally fall on us. She may not be grieving the way that I am, but she left a small piece of her past back in that room and I'll never forget her strength in that moment. For Wyatt. Parker came rushing onto the plane and Kiera basically leaped into his arms. He held onto her like his life depended on it, though when he looked down at me, he seemed conflicted. I took a few more moments, focusing on deep breathing before I stood, and walked off of the plane, leaving the two of them. He wasn't my mate and as selfish as it was, I couldn'
“You shouldn’t summon me unless you are exceptionally serious,” a deep, velvety voice spoke within the darkness. It took my eyes a few moments to adjust before the voice materialized into a man. Another man appeared beside him only moments later. I recognized him instantly. His long black hair, slicked back on his head. His body draped in a black cloak while still showing off his impressively large frame. Hades. I didn’t recognize the other with him, but he was equally as impressive. His hair was shaved on the sides and longer on the top. His body was covered in tattoos that peeked out from beneath his black cloak. I pushed myself off of the ground, standing before them, “How can you be so sure that I am not serious?” He chuckled darkly, “Most of you say you’d sell your soul for something, but not many actually mean it. What makes you any different?” I closed my eyes, allowing a flash of images to flood my brain. Wyatt laying in that hospital bed. “I’d give anything
“What do you mean?” She closed her eyes, “I may have asked my brother for a favor." Selene rolled her eyes, but I didn't find a hint of irritation towards her brother, "He had another lost soul on his hands that I was interested in taking.” I furrowed my brows, thinking silently that this woman must have gone crazy. Have I driven her mad? Am I the first wolf to finally push her over the edge? She chuckled, glancing around the vast open space before her eyes landed on an empty space and another wide smile played on her lips. Just then, I saw something moving in the distance. When it got closer, I felt my heart skip a beat. The air was instantly sucked out of my lungs and my eyes flooded with tears. “How?” I choked out. I was starting to get up when Wyatt tackled me to the ground. He wrapped his body around mine as if we were welded together as one. I couldn’t see through the blurring of tears, but I felt him peppering my face with kisses. “Is it really you?” He le