NATHANWhen I saw Rhea come out of the doors of the hair salon, I took a moment to think fast.She was a werewolf, and she had just stepped out of the hair salon, which was supposed to be spelled.It only meant one thing. "The spell. The barrier is down," I said, my eyes still on Rhea as she walked down the road on the sidewalk.I picked up my phone, dialing Carolyn, but there was no answer. She'd probably left her phone in the car. The salon wasn't safe anymore. If the barrier was down, making it easy for anyone to access the salon, then they would be on high alert for any werewolves that may go in there. If they already knew, we were on their tail. If they suspected, we knew what was up. Fuck. But that was a lot of ifs.I watched grimly as she entered the hair salon. There was no going back now. But Carolyn was a good fighter. And her wolf was strong. She'd have to look out for herself in there. "What about Rhea?" Lannon asked. "Leave her."He didn't question me, but he shot me
FAYEI strolled the grounds, feeling a sort of peace I had never felt before. I knew it was a fragile sort of peace. Like the way I felt when my father, stepmother, and Erin went on their little family trips without me. I always enjoyed those weekends I was home alone. It was always short-lived, but it was more than I even hoped for. The garden was peaceful. Bees buzzed around the petals of the flowers, singing songs of seduction. I tried to remove my mind from the worry that plagued me. The maids hadn't come today. It was like after Nathan had thrown me out of the pack meeting, word had gone round of what happened. I refused to take my meals at the dining hall. The looks and insults I got during the meals too unbearable. I ate in my room alone. I walked past the garden further into the grounds of the Villa. There were huge trees all over the place in the back. Trees with outstretched branches you could climb onto and watch the sunset. The sun had already gone down for the day.
FAYENathan's eyes are roaring fire, his lips curled back, exposing his incisors. His snarl is full of violence and aggression that have been in tight control. Now there is no control. The three of them shrank back as their petrified forms trembled at the sight of Nathan. One of them letting out a terrified whine."You fools. You just signed your death sentence." He snarled in a tone that left no doubt as to the retribution they would get. Tyler sank to his knees in front of Nathan, his two hands rubbing together as he begged for his pathetic life. "Mercy," He begged. "Alpha. I swear on my life, I'll keep my hands to myself."Nathan howled, appearing before Tyler where he knelt, in a flash and grabbing him by the neck, hauling him across the space. He hit a tree trunk, tumbling to the ground. Nathan wasn't done with him. Tyler stood, a growl on his face as he challenged Nathan.I watched the scene in gory fascination. Breathing hard as I felt pain each time I drew a breath. Natha
NATHAN I have never felt this way before. Like I'm cradling a tiny butterfly in my hands and I am afraid any wrong move will crush it to death. And then it would be my fault. For ripping the life away from something so fragile. I laid Faye down on the bed as she winced in pain, her broken lip lined with blood and tears. The rage came over me again and I felt like hitting something, or someone. They had dared to touch what was mine. Laid their dirty hands on her. I shouldn't have killed them that fast. Should have made them suffer unbearably before ending their cursed lives. The quick death had been too much of a mercy for them. "I know it hurts. Look at me." I said to her gently. Her eyes looked like they would close any minute. Focus hard for her. "Just Breathe, Faye. Patrice is here. She will care for you now." She nodded off to sleep as I watched her. Her eyes quivering behind the eyelids as a tear slipped from her eye and rolled down to her ear. I found myself ge
FAYE I saw him. A face pulled back in a snarl so animalistic that I shivered in fear. His canines were long, curving out of his mouth. His claws sharp and dripping blood. I followed the trail of blood on the floor to a body. The body lay facing the sky. Lifeless and… with the chest open. It was missing a heart. The hole in the chest gaping at me. I drew in a shaky breath, afraid of what I would find, but dragging my eyes up to the face still. My face. That was me lying on the ground. I woke with a start. The fast gallop of my heartbeat coming to a slow stop as I realized it was just a bad dream. Sunbeams from the window blinds hit my eyes, waking me from sleep fully. I raised my hand to shield my eyes, wincing at the pain when I tried bringing my arm up. My ribs still ached too. My throat felt raw and abrasive. It was weird how I'd slept. I hadn't felt the pain in my sleep, but it was hitting me now. The nightmare had to be remnants of last night's unfortunate events; I kne
NATHANThe frozen state of her body had somehow receded. But her eyes remained wide open like she was wide awake, her body stiff like she was dead. We'd laid Carolyn on her bed near dawn, lifting her out of the car trunk they had stuffed her into and carrying her to the little cabin which was Zelda's place. Alive! She was alive, but unmoving. Cold as ice, like we had brought her out of a freezer. Checking all over her body, we'd confirmed she didn't have any open wounds on her. If it wasn't for the dull throb of her heart, we would have thought her dead. Zelda had used a witch potion, rubbing her entire body to bring it warmth again. Her spells doing little as she tried to pull Carolyn out of whatever trance like state she was in that left her unresponsive and close to dead. Zelda was the only one who could get her better, seeing as it had been obvious when we found her it was a witch's spell that did this. It was already late in the afternoon, and Carolyn wasn't showing any sig
NATHANI stared at the swaying figures of the witches, and I realized something. They were in a trance, whatever spell they were chanting held them deep in its thralls. That was why they hadn't sensed us to put up a fight. Lucky for us.I looked at Lannon and he shook his head emphatically, already guessing what I was thinking. He mouthed no, hoping I'd listen. But I wasn't good at listening and he should know that by now. I slipped into the room, walking around the witches in their triangle and trying to see what they were doing.There was something in the middle of the triangle, laid out on the floor. Was that a person? I looked closer, trying to see what the form lying there was, finally confirming that I was right.It really was a person. And from the girth, I could see he was male. He moved around, struggling to free himself of the bonds holding him. I watched more in dismayed curiosity than shock, intrigued by their performance. I waited to see what they planned on doing w
FAYEI stood for a minute, wondering which of my feelings to focus on. Excitement and happiness that he'd been here to check in on me, or disappointment at his curt words?He had come to see me, but he'd basically said he didn't really care. He'd talked about me like I was property. An inanimate possession of his that they'd dared to touch.I hadn't been down for breakfast cause I was hiding from him. Hoping to keep my treacherous heart locked away. The way the pathetic thing had jumped excitedly at the sight of him had been a dead giveaway that my attempts weren't working.I still loved Nathan. Maybe the more he ignored me, the more I loved him. The more he hurt me, the more I ached for him. Wanting a love he would never offer me. I hadn't been able to leave the room for fear of anything else that might happen, but now I felt cooped up in the room. I dressed slowly, happy when I didn't feel too much pain. The maids had been back this morning, but I had asked them to leave. I did