Hector POV I had been so hell bent on getting in the building that I hadn’t noticed the smoke that had spread up the stairs. It had now created a smog-like atmosphere that it was hard to see my hands in front of me. I didn’t care, I needed to get to Kaia. I push through, the smoke stinging at my
Kaia POV “Can you stand?” Than finally stops, he must have run miles with me in his arms. The sedative was leaving me with after effects because I felt incredibly cold. “Yes, thank you.” “I’ll let the others know where we are so they can meet us.” He nods lowering me down to sit against a lar
Hector POV Oprheus’s eyes were on me the entire short car journey. He had questions…questions I wouldn’t be answering. Than had apparently sent Orpheus a pin of his current location, the desire to hold Kaia in my arms was unapparalled. The car pulls up to a farmer’s gate and as I step out I ca
Kaia POV My body was starting to feel like mine again, my wolf was back with me fully now and I could once again feel the buzz of the mate bond that courses between Hector and I. She was desperate to shift, she was restless…clawing at my skin. Pining to be release, but we still had a few hours of
Kaia POV Hector’s lips continue to kiss along my jaw line, to my neck and back to my lips. His touch ignites a fire within the pit of my stomach that needs extinguishing, only he being the one able to do so. A moan escapes me as he picks me up and moves us to the back seat of the car, placing me
Hector POV I phoned Jude on the journey back to the Dark Phantom pack, informing him that we needed to meet his contact. That time was now of the essence. Samson might be dead but I didn’t know what Alpha Marc might know, and what this White Moon pack knew…what lengths they would go to inorder
Kaia POV I almost jump out of my skin from a voice coming behind us. I thought we were being watched and part of me is glad it was her and not what I thought…the trees. She had long silvery hair that was thinning slightly on top. Her eyes were a grey blue that seemed to be covered with something
“The pack.” “Pack? Aren’t you rogue?” I push against Hector. “I’m a fate worse than rogue, I’m in my own neverending purgatory. A product of my own creation.” She sighs out before sitting on a small chair by the fire. It was clear she wasn’t willing to chase after us. She was no risk to us. “H