Farren's Point of ViewThe house was a mess. All of the doors to the place had been ripped out. Windows were broken. Counters bashed in. It looked more like a war site than anything else. Although, it had been in essence. The place where my family was attacked because of me. The extent of the damage was so severe, I knew I was going to have a hefty bill by the end of the restoration."We tried to keep them outside but they stormed in when you didn't come out," Alejandro said behind me.His voice was devoid of any emotion. Or so he tried to make it seem. I could tell from the slight hitch at the end he felt bad for ruining my home. For what this feud had cost me.All the new furniture I had bought lay in pieces all around. Even the cupboard doors in the kitchen were hanging at odd angles. As if they would find me in there. Searched the most unlikely places. Sighing, I stepped over the glass from the door. "It's not your fault. I just didn't bargain on spending my money on this, you k
Farren's Point of ViewAlejandro had walked out in front of us. All but skipped to the hole in the wall we had to go through. Once my house was finished, we really had to look into collapsing the rest of the wall as well. Make it one large property instead of two. That way our kids would be able to visit their grandmother freely.If Mrs. Parades wanted to, we could even build a third house in the middle. One big happy family. The thought of it brought joy to my soul. Everything felt fuzzy. A happy dream that I wanted more than anything else.When I had gotten to Lupitum, I never imagined I would end up here. Be this excited for a future here. But Camilo had shown me his kind side. Alejandro had shown me that even the most traumatized and violent people could be gentle. Rafael showed me that they would always fight for what was theirs.Fight for me."Who did Camilo call?" I blurted, ripping myself away from the dreams I had woven.Rafael smiled and clasped my hand in his as we walked.
Farren's Point of View"What are you doing here?" I shrieked and moved past Camilo.It shocked my mate when I did it. He blinked at me. Frowned. But Priamos was standing in front of me when he should have been back home with his very pregnant wife."No hello? How are you? Welcome to my home? Nothing?" Priamos joked but I only stared back at him blankly. Huffed and crossed my arms over my chest."You should be in Ireland with Nerezza." The flatness of my voice leads Camilo to move behind me. He placed a hand on the small of my back. Kissed the side of my face. Sparks erupted from the touch. Bloomed into heat pressing onto my spine. My mates would always know how to handle me best, even when I slightly hated them for it.I wasn't a child who needed to be calmed down. "I called him when you were taken. Solely to find out when Lysander's men would be arriving. We needed all the help we could get but you beat us to it, it seems. When he heard you were taken, he personally escorted your n
Quintez's Point of ViewFuck. Fuck? Fuck! I had said too much. Gone in too deep. There was no way I could peddle back now. Retract everything I had said. I should have kept my mouth shut. Or pretended that I didn't know her brothers. But I knew them well enough.Louisa always fucking gushed about her new boyfriend. Then her fiance. Now her husband. If I told Farren now that I had wanted Benicio dead for a long while, she would hate me as much as she hated her brother at the moment. Maybe, even more, considering she knew me for barely a day. But I also knew my racing heart would betray me eventually.Farren stared up at me with those wide expecting blue eyes of hers. The slight crookedness of her nose made it a bit more bearable. Gave her a childlike curiosity somehow. As if she could never look down her nose at you because it was a bit skew.Not that it wasn't adorable. It was just kind of distracting. In an innocent kind of way. Made the harshness of her blue eyes a bit less. Or he
Farren's Point of ViewDespite the conversation I had had with Quintez, I wanted to lighten the mood. Get everyone comfortable enough so that I could bring up a rather sensitive topic to Priamos. If we were going to get rid of Leon, the least we could do was talk to our mother about it.She had no idea what her boys got up to. The hell they raised on a regular basis. I doubted she knew about my kidnapping and how they had a part to play in all of it. But to have that conversation with her, I needed Priamos by my side.My mates would remain home. This was something only the two of us could sort out. At least the Donna was out tonight. Had escaped the turmoil by going with her friends to some country club. But Isabelle had agreed to dine together only if Nicolas would show face as well. Which made the situation a lot worse than I had previously thought it would be.Nicolas would want to go with us. See how we destroyed our mother's soul. It was cruel in a way but it had to be done. She
Farren's Point of View "I don't think I can do this," I whispered into the darkness. Felt the crushing weight of my decisions settle on my chest. Press me deeper into the mattress. Alejandro stirred beside me. Propped himself up on an elbow. I felt his gaze light up the side of my face. Stare deep into my soul. I had to choke down the urge to hide behind the covers. Was this shame? "What can't you do, baby girl?" He asked. One of his arms looped around my waist and pulled me into him. The contact was a blessing but made the feeling of guilt so much stronger. It was about five in the morning. I could tell from the little bit of light starting to take shape outside. My curtains were no longer dark but grew steadily lighter as the seconds ticked by. Which meant I had slept a little over four hours. Not that my body hadn't been tired. But my mind had refused to shut down. I had tried everything. From ASMR videos to white noise. Nothing worked and my brain ticked on with its cruel ass
Farren's Point of View Every inch of their fence was crawling with guards. The main gate had ten of them. All armed to the teeth. Nicolas gave Priamos a waned look. Seemed troubled. Whilst I only sat back to watch as they stalked closer to the car. The one at the front had a gap in his teeth when he smiled at Priamos. But it wasn't the kind of smile you would give a friend. To some people, it would seem as if he wanted to eat you. To others, like myself, it looked like he wanted to pant like a dog. Either way, it wasn't a friendly look. "State your business." The man grumbled through horribly crooked teeth. Some had larger gaps than others. Looked broken. A clear sign that he was on some kind of drug that ate away at his teeth. Namely crystal meth. A pity that someone had to fall so far before realizing their mistakes. Priamos leveled his gaze with the man. Glowered. There was nothing friendly on his face either. My brother had never been known for his patience. Or his respect for
Farren's Point of ViewThe house was deathly silent. Not a stir or sigh. Even the door clicking shut behind Priamos sounded too loud. I flinched when it clicked. Looked over my shoulder at my brother. When he noticed my eyes drilling into him, he only shrugged. No one was home, that much was clear. But from the guards outside speaking too much, I knew my mother would be in her room. She had no other place to go. Barely had the strength to eat, let alone move around. The doctor told us a few weeks ago that the end was near.Our bodies healed too fast. Which in turn made cancer run rampant. It was a horrible cycle and one none of us escaped alive. At least it wasn't as prevalent within wolves as it was with humans. But when it did strike, it took no prisoners. Only bodies."Can we please abort this insanity? Why do you want to torture a dying woman more?" Nicolas hissed behind me.I was tracing every footstep I made. Took in every crevice of this house that had never been my home. It w