Ciaran's Point of View
Sybil had agreed to go. No protesting. No trying to convince me that Alvara was just another girl. She knew. Could feel just how special Alvara was to the four of us. The convoy would leave at first light. Sybil even had an entire speech planned for the Alpha and why she should stay amongst them.
Adelia wasn't amused that her mother would go and not her. Even the dimwitted she-wolf could see that something was up. After our little scuffle last night, Adelia had made sure to drag Dargan all the way to Menlyn mall. We would pay more than double a normal man would earn in a month for all the clothes and shoes she would buy. Even enticing perfumes were on her list as she insisted that Dargan take her later today. None of us had expected her to call in the favor so soon, especially not directly after coming home.
Ozias had visited Albert, being gone for a while, before he finally showed face in my office. The arrangeme
Alvara's Point of ViewFear, hot and pungent, stuffed itself up my nose. Peter stood above me, a tower of a man with menace in his eyes. A certain pleasure danced across his lips when he tugged them into a smile. How long had he been waiting for this moment? Ten sentinels stood behind him, all donning automatic weapons. Swallowing down the lump in my throat, I stood. Still, I was much shorter than him and very outnumbered."It is always a pleasure to see you, Luna. My, the Alpha was beyond himself to learn that you were inside the house when it had burnt." So Angelique was found sooner than anticipated. But the story she was to tell was a lot different than what we had planned."Is the fire finally put out?" I asked and brushed fallen leaves from my clothes. The Beta inspected my frame, then noted the backpack. There was a knowing look on his face for a second, before snarling erupted not far from where we stood. Sentinels dashed toward
Alvara's Point of ViewKilometers flew by faster than I could keep track. Dargan's grey fur felt lush beneath my legs. My new home, of sorts, until we reached Middelburg. There was a halfway house waiting for us. With each thud of his paws, I could feel Dargan's muscles tremble. Fighting and running so far had left them all drained. Regardless, they had come when I had called. When I had needed them the most.Maverick had ran ahead of us, scouting the area we needed to travel past. No signs of trouble lingered, so he ran on until something was off. Ciaran and Ozias stayed close to my side, nipping at my booty every now and again to remind me to keep my legs tightly pressed against Dargan.Exhaustion weighed heavy within their eyes and guilt fed on my insides. I had asked too much of them. Where would I even go once we reached Eiecrunt. Staying put within a house certainly wouldn't cut it. I would just be another burden on them. Another
Ozias' Point of ViewShe had fallen asleep on me. Soundly. Having her this close brought out my more ferocious side. Everything was a threat. Everyone. Except them. Her other mates. We hadn't even had time to discuss what that might mean. Whether we should tell her or keep it a secret for now. Throwing her with such a curveball of information might scare her. Or send her over the edge.Ciaran knew we would have to tell her at some point. We all did. Now just wasn't that time. Ruining something before it had even properly begun was just masochistic. When the time was right and we knew she could handle it, we would drop the bombshell of her life. Beginning from her being kidnapped up until us being not only her mates but the mates of her dead sister.I couldn't deny the pull I felt for her. The way her body curved in just the right places. How soft her hair was. Savanah had laid on my lap much like this and I would toy with her hair until
Alvara's Point of ViewNothing smelt the same. Or felt the same. The sheets were too soft and jasmine lingered in the air. Far off, there was bustling. People yelling at each other and vacuums being switched on and off. The difference were blaring. I was no longer in half-moon.Cracking open an eye, I took in my surroundings. Black stared back at me. Black curtains. Black bedding. A man with black hair dozing in a chair not far from my bed. I sat up in bed, my heartbeat hammering. Soft snores came from Ciaran's mouth. His arm was propped beneath his head, facing towards me.There were floor to ceiling windows to my left and a balcony past it. All black. From the tiles to the frames of the windows. Modern in style but darker than I had imagined. Ciaran stirred from his spot, the snores stopping. He tugged his lips into a smile, feeling my eyes on him."It is rude to stare at someone who is sleeping but I will make an exception for
Alvara's Point of View Wealth wouldn't begin to describe what they had. Eugene's family had money, I would never deny that but it was mere scraps compared to what Eiecrunt had amassed. The property alone housed a horse riding ring, stables, the pool house, tennis court, volleyball court and several other larger buildings. The house itself had eight bedrooms, ten bathrooms and a library. Art of all kinds were displayed in the hallways and living areas. Dargan had taken me on a tour after breakfast. He had prepared a feast along side Maverick. The two were culinary geniuses but I had refused to stuff my face in front of them. I would note their disapproving looks every time I took something out of the arrangement presented to us. Knowing that my weight had hurt Dargan, I barely put anything into my stomach. "Where are we head off to now?" I asked, trying to keep pace with Dargan. His legs were much longer than my own. His strides much
Ciaran's Point of View Work had to get done faster. More efficiently. Several companies were complaining about how we had gone off the grid, leaving them vulnerable to hostile take overs. Our mines had a transportation problems. Strikes were popping up all around our businesses and I was utterly exhausted. Last night's sleep was sub-par, leaving my mind in a state of limbo. Day's last rays of light crept from the room. Automatic lights burst to life, blinding me. With a curse, I shoved away the papers. Alvara's presence soothed my mind but she could only do so much. We were still nothing but strangers to her. Another curse flung from my mouth and I stood. Pacing around would help nothing, yet motion in my limbs already eased the growing tension in my mind. The pack had sustained tremendous losses the last couple of days. Somehow, the stock market had fallen in the span of a few hours. National taxes also ate away at my member's funds
Maverick's Point of ViewI had stolen her before breakfast. Shoved a croissant into her hand and ran for the stables. Sleep was barely wiped for her eyes before the early morning sun burned them to crisps. Alvara groaned as I tugged her along, not fully waiting for her to catch up. To just catch her breath. Luckily she had dressed before exiting her room. Jeans. T-shirt. Fuck, she could be dressed in a table cloth and my body would still tremble at her form."Where are we going?" She asked and put a hand to her face to try and block the sun from her eyes. Pupils contracted in response. It was a harms summer day. Swimming would be best suited, yet horseback riding was what I craved. Among other things."To the stables." I said, continuing on."Dargan already showed me the stables." She hissed, still holding her hand up to her eyes. As we walked, she bit down on the croissant and a low moan caught in her throat. I could feel myself
Alvara's Point of ViewI couldn't begin to describe what I saw. An entire world blossomed before me. Although, it wasn't even a quarter of the Eiecrunt pack. Cars rushed within the busy streets. Skyscrapers dominated the distant horizon. People flooded the walkways and dogs barked with happiness. It was a new world. New life. All right in front of me.Maybe even to my right. Maverick stood at my elbow, gazing away at his city. Even he looked to be awe struck. Excited and in love with the view. Perhaps he wasn't even looking at the city. Rather at me from the corner of his eye. There was a softness about him that I hadn't noticed before. Love of life and all of the people within his reach. Adventure was one thing he treasured above all. To never be bored somewhere. Maverick could conjure up the best times out of nothingness.What if I had found where I belonged? Found the people I belonged with? He had said it himself, having four mates