NIKOLAI. “Do I have to come with?” I ask Winter and she asks without looking at me. I don’t even know what she’s packing but it's a while lot.“I don’t even know the first thing about babies.” I protest. “You sound just like Hunter.” She says and I try not to take offence that she’s comparing me to Hunter.“No, I don’t.” “You guys have more in common than you think.” She says and stuffs what looks like a hat inside the bag. “No, we don’t.” “Sure.” She smiles, when she’s done she goes to the kitchen and comes back with another bag. There is undoubtedly a bowl inside the bag but I don’t even want to know.“Winter?” I call“Yes?” She answers without sparing me a glance making all my efforts at pouting go to waste. “If you are going to ask whether you can stay again, the answer is no.” “I was going to ask if you’re ready to leave.” I say and she finally spares me a glance.“I’m ready right now.” She says and swings the bag over her shoulders.“Is the carriage ready?” she asks and I n
NIKOLAI I’m really glad Winter insisted that we went. Jethro struck after all, the aftermath is not quite as heavy as I expected, none of my men are dead, good thing I informed them ahead of time to be ready for what’s coming. “What the hell happened here?” Winter asked, her eyes roaming the broken items in the room. “Tell me it’s not what I’m thinking.” Realization is beginning to set in but she’s pushing it away. She’s trying not to believe it. “It's exactly what you’re thinking.” I tell her and she starts to inch closer to me.“You don’t think they’re still here, do you?” I almost laugh but I manage to keep it in. She acts so tough in front of everybody else but she looks so scared right now. “They might be watching us right now.” I say seriously and she frowns and groups something beneath her dress, I don’t know what it is but I assume it’s the silver knife I gifted her after her fight with the hefty burger. “I’ll take the left and you’ll take the right.” She says and I ca
ELDER DONOVAN.“I crave death.” I never thought those words will ever come out of my mouth but after four nights in Jethro's dungeon, I crave death. The mosquitoes are the least of my problems, they bother me too but not as much as Jethro's guards. I’ve never met men more cruel. Instead of food, as per Jethro's instructions they take turns to torture me three times a day. It’s the only indication of time I have in this dark place. I have no knowledge of what is going on outside now, is Jethro going on with the war as planned or is he doing things his own way? I hate that it even bothers me.What I should be worried about now is my own life and how to keep it.I hear footsteps, my stomach is starting to churn like I’ve had one too many drinks. It twists in dread, my fragile heart is beating fast, looks like it’s noon again. The steps draw closer and closer and the beat of my heart goes even faster. The loud steps start to fade away.He just walked past my door. What’s going on? Not
ALPHA JACOB Joining a war that has nothing to do with me might be the most stupid decision I’ve ever made since I became Alpha. I can’t even explain why I want to participate in this war and now that I’m here in front of Nikolai, I know there’s no turning back now. “I don’t understand, what does it have to do with you?” He asks innocently but I would be a fool to think that he completely trusts me. Nobody trusts anybody when it comes to war and to top it all off his woman has recently been kidnapped. “I want to fight this war with you, that is of course if you let me.” I say and he grunts. “Why would you want to do that? You know how deadly this war is going to be and it has nothing to do with you so why?” he asks bit I don’t have an answer for him. If I hadn’t cut off all communications with Isador, I would have said she bewitched me out of spite. “I just thought it would be better to have you as an ally rather than an enemy.” “This is not a war that you have to pick sides, y
NIKOLAI “The goal is to get my wife out of there and to leave their town in ruins.” I tell Jacob and he nods, talking to a blind man is not weird at all. There’s no need for eye contact and Jacob is smarter than he lets on. “That's two things. What’s the most important one?” He asks patiently. “My wife.” I answer honestly. “My wife is the most important thing, my wife latter’s to be more than the honor of this pack.” “I get it but don’t you think you’re being too honest with me?, what if I decide to steal your wife?” He jokes but I don’t find it funny. “Then I’m going to show you how people protect things that are important to them.” “Woah, calm down tiger. It was a joke. A harmless joke. I will never steal your wife especially now that you just indirectly threatened my life.” The side of my lips twitches but he doesn’t see it so no one is gonna know except me. “What's the plan?” I thought he’d never ask. HUNTER. Who knew raising werewolves would be so hard? I always though
NIKOLAI I don’t know what to expect, one pack? two? I have no idea but what I do know is that I’m prepared for whatever I might face. My army and Jacob’s army together are unstoppable. I’m going to get my wife and not even the goddess could stop me. I’m going to put an end to this once and for all and focus on making my pack the best pack in the land. “We leave today and we find a place to lay low till midnight, we start to attack by then.” I tell Jacob and he chinks down his last loaf of bread. “Why do you want to strike by midnight?” he asks ignorantly. “So they won’t see it coming?” “Exactly!” I answer and he chuckles. “What’s so funny?” I ask and he wipes his mouth meticulously before turning his head in my direction. “They’ve been preparing for this war for months and you’ve struck them a couple of times already, do you really think you’ll catch them unaware?” I think about it for a while, he’s got a point but I still think our best moment to strike is when they’re asle
HUNTER. It’s funny how I went from wanting to sleep to not being able to close my eyes. I couldn’t bring myself to tell Daphne that Winter was kidnapped, she’d have too much questions and I doubt that she’ll be able to handle it. For now, I’m just trying my best to act normal around her. The weight of the pack that Nikolai has put on my shoulder is something else to worry about. How am I supposed to take care of an entire pack when I can’t even take care of my own family on my own. Should I have turned it down? Will that have been the better option? Daphne, the twins and a plot of land are all I’ve got now and I don’t want to loose them. We’re not ready for the war of politics. “What are you thinking about? I’ve been yelling your name for the past five minutes.” Normal my foot, Daphne is going to get the truth out of me in seconds. “I’m just thinking about the war and all the stress we’re about to go through.” I lie but I think I’m being too obvious. She’s narrowing her eyes at
PRIEST Priest cracks his back as he wakes up from his living room couch. He didn't make it to the bed this time around. He had had one to many jars of sweet alcohol, something he shouldn't be doing, knowing his reputation around the pack. But a man's got to do what he has got to do, especially with the responsibility of raising a grand son and helping countless wolves on a daily basis. His life is too not basic to avoid alcohol. It's the fastest way to survive, according to a few researchers who made this comment while under the influence. I don't overdo it before I get the spirit angry like that last, and then I'd be left on my own and with my half-baked wits to council Tyson wolves. What a horror. I'm glad they returned it back the last time I met them while performing the art. I hate it when I don't have the help of the spirits. It makes the work ten times worse and harder. I don't even get holidays. The boy runs off to get breakfast from the market. I'm waiting at home on a ro