Needed to provide a little sense of hope for all of us. Predictions? Thank you for reading? -JNS <3
DARIUS POV Two days. It has been two days since everything changed. I haven’t left the dungeons in these two days. I only know how much time has passed because Lucas comes down here and updates me on what’s happening around the pack. We had no casualties, despite several small attacks at the borders. We did lose Danny. One of our newest and youngest warriors on the squad. Apparently, Justin was able to sink his claws into that kid and got him so twisted. It pained me to kill him. It hurts me, even more, to know that Danny died, and Justin lived. I let Justin live. Ten more seconds. I just had to squeeze his throat for ten more seconds and he would have died. All the worst moments of my life are decided in ten fucking seconds. If I was ten seconds faster, I could have saved Calvin. And now, Justin. I’m standing outside his cell, watching him slowly regain consciousness. My fists are throbbing from punching him, but I welcome the pain. I don’t want to think about anything
DARIUS POV The three of us are standing in the middle of the dungeons. I see Mara curled into a corner of her cell, quietly sobbing and sniffling. Justin is passed out. The wound on his face has hardly healed. The need for revenge is still churning through my veins. I want to cause more pain for them both. I clench and relax my hands, struggling with this internal battle of wanting to kill them, but needing information. The one wolf I spared, during the challenge the other day, confessed to Lucas and Aurelian that there is one guy in charge of all this. Everyone calls him Boss. He is the one calling all the shots. Justin has been his number two for years. Years! I feel like an even bigger joke for not noticing anything this whole time. That wolf had no more information to give besides the fact that they call their group The Underground. He seemed low on the totem pole. Justin had no issue sacrificing that wolf for me, along with the others, during the challenge. Lucas and Au
DAYA POV I stepped into the cool, evening air with a sense of satisfaction washing over me. I could care less about Mara being dead. She hurt my family too many times. Marking Darius was not part of my agenda. My wolf took over at that moment with the need to show the world that Darius is mine. I am terrified about what could happen now that I marked him. Will he mark me too? What about the plague? How long do we have together until one of us dies? All these thoughts are racing through my head. I don’t hear him walking up behind me. He wraps his strong, calloused hand around my upper arm and spins me around to face him. I run my tongue over my dry lips. I can taste the remnants of his blood. We don’t say anything to each other. It feels like hours pass before he opens his mouth to speak. “What did you do, Troublemaker?” His deep, sexy voice drips out and it’s sending shockwaves to my core. He runs the back of his other hand down the side of my face. I lean into
DARIUS POV Aurelian left the seven of us feeling a little awkward, to say the least. “Can I make a suggestion?” Saph asks the group. Her messy bun was titling to the side. Her features were much softer compared to Daya, which suits her bohemian aesthetic. We all nod our heads and I gesture my hand to Saph, telling her she has the floor to speak her mind. “It has been very hectic the last couple of weeks. And seeing how we all are going to be family, how about a family dinner tonight?” She patiently scans the room, and her eyes were open wide with hope and optimism. Her hands clasped together at her chest. I already knew my answer. How could I say no to that request? “Oh, that sounds like a perfect idea, Saph! I’ll help cook. Is everyone okay with pasta?” Pearl chirps. I could see her energy immediately shifting to more upbeat at Saph’s suggestion. “I mean, we all have to eat anyway. Why not make it a family dinner? Get to know our future brother a little better
DAYA POV A group of us continue trudging through the dense woods outside the Running River territory. Giant trees, with large branches, overgrown grass, and thick fog, make traveling slow and dangerous. I can’t see more than five feet in front of me. My paws are tender and sore from the thick forest floor, covered in rocks and roots. We have been combing this area for a week. Aurelian got information from Justin on the description of the hideout for The Underground. Unfortunately, Justin passed out from blood loss, and Darius doesn’t want him dead yet. Aurelian has left him alone for now. Darius didn’t want me out here. He knows I’m hurting without Sage; there has been no sign of her. But the pack needs me. And he knows me well enough now that he can’t get me to change my mind once it’s made. Pearl is helping lead the search. For being only eighteen years old, she’s an incredible tracker. She is working alongside Lucas, who is also an accomplished tracker, and Carlo. E
DARIUS POV It took us two days to make it back to Running River Territory. Daya hasn’t mentioned Bram’s note since we left the hideout location. I know she is shaken up. Everything Daya has done in her life has been for the safety and protection of her sisters. The thought of Bram harming her, or her sisters, has me seething. I walk up to my cottage, wishing I had Daya walking beside me. She took Pearl back to her apartment. They both wanted to check in with their other three sisters. When I watch Daya with her sisters, I feel a mix of emotions. It makes me happy to see Daya reconnecting with her sisters. They bring out a softer, yet still protective nature, in her. I also feel jealousy towards her at times. I would give anything to have Calvin here for one more day. I miss him so much it hurts. Seeing Daya with her sisters reminds me I’ll never have my brother by my side. I think that’s why I’ve accepted our mate bond more easily compared to Daya. I’ve been alone for so l
DAYA POV “You’re gonna have to do better than that, Ames!” I taunt Amy as I bounce on my toes. She pushes herself off the ground and wipes dirt off her face. “You didn’t think about pairing me up with someone remotely closer to my size?” Amy asks as she gets back into her fighting stance. “Look around, Ames. There are no toddlers at warrior training,” Emmy teases as she spars with Saph. Pearl is off to the side sparring with Leslie. “Fuck you, Emmy! At least I can run without my tits hitting me in the face!” Amy shouts back with her hands on her hips. “Goddess, will you two stop bickering? You’re both acting like toddlers. We are here to train, can you focus?” Saph asks in a frustrated tone. She takes advantage of the break to redo her hair up into her trademark lopsided bun. “Just pin them against each other, Dye. Let them take out their aggression on each other,” Pearl calls out as she blocks a kick from Leslie. “That’s not a bad idea. Saph! Switch with Amy.
DARIUS POV I’m buttoning up a black dress shirt as I hear the shower turn off. I peer into the bathroom and see Daya’s reflection in the mirror as she steps out of the shower. Her tan and muscular body is still wet. I catch a glimpse of her perfect ass before she wraps a towel around her naked form. Damn it! I look down and I’m already hard just from looking at her. I haven’t admitted this to Daya, but since she marked me, my desire to have sex, and bury myself deep inside her, has skyrocketed. We have been having plenty of sex now that she moved in, but I’m always hungry for more. It feels so good to have her next to me every night. It seems so natural for us. I don’t know what changed for Daya, but she has been more open with me. I’m hesitant to bring up the conversation of marking her. I don’t want to scare her and risk all the progress our relationship has made. She steps out of the bathroom and rakes her eyes over me. I don’t know if she did it on purpose, but she li