SELENE Troy was a complete lifesaver today. Not only did he come armed with a huge suitcase of comfortable nice clothes, a spare phone, and a huge box of chocolates but he was just so happy for me. He was also happy he was right. Like the cat that got the cream he knocked on the hotel suite door and with a raised eyebrow surveyed the state of the battered doors hinges. “Kinky,” “I think…and I hardly remember but I think Rocco threw us through the door,” I laughed, covering my face with embarrassment. “Love it, it’s crazy isn’t it. I tried to tell you but there’s no way to describe it.” I nodded as I shrugged a huge cosy hooded sweatshirt and leggings on, my aching body enjoying the soft jersey materials. “It’s insane.” He sat on a chair, declining to sit on the bed with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. “So are you happy? I know how scared you were.” “I am…Rocco even waited. When the bond clicked, he came charging at me, honestly, he was so h
ROCCO I wake up from a nightmarish fever dream with a jolt. Selene was crying for me from a cage. Her blonde curls are all over the place and her eyes are shiny with tears. Sweat dripped down my body, the grey t-shirt given to me by Jacob was drenched. The scariest part of it was that it seemed to be the exact same set-up as my mother. Selene had been transplanted into my mother’s final moments, my mind torturing me under the influence of Jimmy’s combination of whatever the hell it was he’d given us. A low groan made me realise I wasn’t alone in the darkness. Clutching my temples with one hand, my other groping around in the dark. I quickly found a shoe, gingerly following that up to a large leg, thigh, then wet. Shit, warm and wet. I jumped away in horror, knocking over a pile of boxes and bottles. As the bottles of alcohol smashed around me, I realised I was in the drinks cellar and my hand was covered in blood. I staggered to my feet and traced the wall until
SELENE I silently surveyed the town square for the morning. People came and went about their business, purposely avoiding the square. They all used the side streets, I saw glimpses of feet, handbags and limbs as people used the side paths, eager to avoid seeing the specimen. Me. I cursed myself for having made the effort to drop Greg an email confirming I was okay after the shootout and asking for some personal days. Nobody is going to be looking for me, ringing the police for me. Eventually someone did approach, although it was with a fearful scuttling motion. Marie's heels clicked loudly as she and Pen made their way towards me. "Oh Selene," they both said sadly, placing their hands through the bars to caress my cheeks. "What's going on? They drugged me and I woke up here! Have you seen Rocco anywhere?" "Were waiting on…a pronouncement from Alpha Wicknace," Marie said bashfully. "Adam said it will probably all be a mistake...they only brought y
ROCCO The closer we got to Celstar the more my heart raced. My wolf was on full alert,chomping at the bit ready to shift and attack. For now I had to get us as close to the town as possible without being either arrested or stopped by one of Wicknace’ s Beta’s. It was in our favour that we came in Callum’s car, he wasn’t a known character, my red sports car would have stood out a mile and was probably under monitoring one the camera’s. Jimmy and his ego would have assumed we were done for but even so my flickered nervously towards the dashboard as the minutes ticked ever closer to noon. Finally Jacob guided us towards the woods near the back of Selene’s house. We pulled up and I rested my head against the headrest for a second and took a deep breath. “Jacob, Troy, you don’t have to do this you know. Selene is my mate but I can’t ask you to die for her as well.” Jacob swallowed deeply but said nothing, instead his eyes flitted to Troy. His face, ridiculou
SELENE I knew it was Rocco the instant I saw his brown fur, his brown eyes met mine and my wolf leapt up in my chest. I must have looked terrifying with my blonde hair all crazy and wild, pale, shivering and locked in a cage. But he was here. Whatever Jimmy had tried to do to him he had escaped. Hah, fuck you Jimmy I thought briefly. That was before Alpha Wicknace made his garbled speech and flung an axe. Now I’m watching my mate fight for his life. Troy is here too, my heart melted when I saw he was there, he truly is the best friend I could ever wish for. How can nobody else in this town be fighting for me? How are they all stood around watching these six wolves tear themselves apart and stand there. Pathetic, the lot of them. When I see Rocco and Wicknace going at it my wolf is in agony. I want to help, I need to shift and take part, help my mate. I wave and gesture at Pen and Marie who are stood close, “get the keys” I mouth, pointing at the discarded pa
ROCCO Well, shit a brick that was intense. It’s so intense that I’m lying on teenage Selene’s bed, knowing she’s in the shower and I can’t even bring myself to go and interrupt her. I’m kind of frozen, my jaw clenched tightly as flashbacks run riot through my mind. Teeth, fur, blood and throat cold feeling of stone cobbles assault my senses. There is too much to sort out. I’m feeling overwhelmed. Callum’s dead body is in the casino cellar. I’ve killed the Alpha of a pack, realistically there should be a mob baying for my head on a stick. I nearly lost Selene. I think that’s what’s upsetting me more than anything. The guilt of losing Callum and being only minutes away from losing Selene has turned my stomach, every organ in my body upside down. Then its kicked them into a blender and minced me. The water stops and Selene steps out of the shower and I need to make a choice. Do I confide…or pretend to be okay, slap on a cheeky Rocco mask and mak
SELENE It all feels too natural, so relaxed. Stood on the porch with Roccos strong hand around my waist, his thumb softly stroking the inside curve of my side. The raging fireworks of the heat period had been replaced with a gentle hum of connection. It didn't stop me craving him though. From the porch I could see the three covered bodies in the town square. Real life is waiting for us alongside this absolute disaster. Troy managed to lighten the mood at least, "darling there's been a bloodbath I don't think showtunes are going to be required " looking at my navy and white polka dress with disdain. "Thank you Troy," I said earnestly, "I owe you one." He rolled his eyes, "just never ever lose your phone again and I'm happy." The town was buzzing with gossip. This was the most dramatic thing to happen in our pack for twenty years. It meant nothing to me though. None of us had fought for the Silverlake Pack. We had fought for each other. To overcome
ROCCO One of the amazing things about having Selene for a mate - she is one clever, clever cookie. Arter a very long sleep together in her huge bed its afternoon before I phone Jacob to get his buy in on the new plan. Those guys were already in Florida enjoying the beach. Selene was tapping away on her laptop I'm the crowd of my arm composing her resignation letter. I didn't ask about that just yet. More pressing issues right now like the fact I'm probably a wanted man after that shootout. It was time to give Johnny Deco a call. It may seem like a suicide move and it probably is. Considering the easy mob hit and safe full of drugs turned into a gunslinger firefight with duffel bags full of washing powder i doubt he wants to chat. "Rocco, you've got some balls to be phoning me," he growled lowly. "Johnny, hear me out, I've got the solution for us both just tell me where you meet you. Your terms, no games here." Silence greeted my effort. It was alw