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Seraphine***What in the world was wrong with this man? One minute he would be so caring, and the very next he would have this constant scowl resting on his face as if I had asked him for both of his kidneys. Could werewolves even survive without both? Or did they need at least one of them to be functioning properly like humans? 'Focus, Sera!' I shook the weird thoughts off as I continued to follow him. Given his height, I had to take two steps to cover one of his. Why didn't I accept Hannah's offer while it was still on the table? Sitting in my room back at the packhouse would have been so much better than following him to God knows where. The trail we were following seemed like a never ending dirt track, one which was barely ever used. At least that was all I could tell from the looks of it. I had already questioned him a million times over by now about where we are heading since we started this trail, but the man refused to give me a single clue. As if that was not enough, I ha
Alaris *** Blood—the only thing which could have satiated my hunger. Or more precisely, it was Marcus who was going after the rogue's blood, wanting nothing more than to have a taste of it. His rage was only getting worse as seconds ticked by, his sanity about to snap. Within such a short span of time, he had grown fond of Sera. While she knew how to easily rile me up, her antics never got the best out of Marcus given he would have ripped another person into two by now if they were to tread the same deep waters as his beloved Sera. Moreover, my beast made a promise to keep her protected at all costs. He wanted her out of harm's way and as far as possible from it. It was going to be later that he was going to worry about the presence of a rogue inside the pack borders. How was this one able to get this far inside without alerting the border patrol or tripping the security system? That was for another time for me to figure out. I needed to take care of this rogue first. With that t
Seraphine *** I ran down the dirt track as fast as my feet carried me, stumbling along the way but never stopping. Not even once did I turn around to see if one of the foul smelling beasts were trailing me. There was only one thought clouding my senses; I had to find my way to the town and alert Alex about the rogue attack. It was only now that I was hoping to be like the rest. If only I was a normal wolf, I would have been of some help to Alaris. Instead of running away to save my own neck, I could have fought alongside him and made sure that none of those rogues made it to the town. I was lost in my own thoughts when my ears caught on something in the running wind. It was the sound of leaves getting crushed under pressure. My sprint slowed down to a slow jog as I tried to figure out the direction it was coming from. My eyes wandered around my surroundings. From the foliage dancing to the sweet melody of the chilly breeze to the soft dirt under my joggers, I found nothing out
Seraphine *** I tried to move out of its grip but even the slightest movement was hurting. The monster's grip on my shoulder was unmoving. I used my other hand to feel the ground, hoping to find a stone of sorts or a broken branch I could to pry him off of me. Just as my fingers felt something cold within their reach, I heard another growl coming from a short distance. My eyes roamed around to locate the source as I felt my time coming. It was one thing to get out of one rogue's grip and try to outrun it. I might have succeeded in saving my life from one, but two? It was an impossible feat for someone like me. I was nothing but a mere human with no strength of her own. The foul smelling beast pushed its snout closer to my face as it growled against my ear. It was calling dibs on me, or so I guessed. The first bite belonged to him. And when he would be done filling his belly with my fatless, lean meat, the other one was allowed to finish what was left of me. Another growl resonat
Alaris *** "Hello, Marcus…." I watched her through the eyes of my beast. The way her eyes flickered across mine might have someone believing that she was scared of my wolf. But that was far from the truth. The trust that swirled in those stormy gray orbs of hers for Marcus was too obvious even for me to ignore. She knew that no harm would come to her as long as he was present there. I hoped that she held the same thoughts when it came to me. As much as I might find her annoying, I would never let her get harmed in any way. She was our little one after all. As much as I found the idea frustrating, I had come to terms with it. Sera was someone Marcus was too fond of to let go. She might not be our moon blessed, but she was now a part of our lives; she was someone I wouldn't mind having around. "I wish I could understand you." I stared down at her and realized that she was referring to the low whines Marcus was creating. It was his attempt at conversing with her. He nudged the
Seraphine *** [Back at the packhouse.] "Is he going to be alright?" I looked over my shoulder only to find Alex leaning against the couch with his head thrown back. An ice pack was in his hands, pressed to his right temple. "He's Alaris. Of course, he's gonna be fine." His casualness about the entire situation was starting to get to me. How could this man sit here—unbothered—when Alaris was out there fighting with a bunch of rogue wolves. Wasn't he the beta of this pack? The last time I checked, he was. And he needed to start acting like one for sure. "B-but why are you sitting here when he's out there taking care of the situation by himself?" To someone like him, it might seem as if I was overreacting to the entire situation, but to me, my worries weren't for nothing. The last time I saw the man was when he saved me from one of those unhinged monsters. And since then, there haven't been any updates on him. That was given that I arrived at the packhouse almost half an hour ag
Alaris *** "Sera?" I called her out to get her attention since she looked a little lost. I was on my way back to my office when I heard her inquiring about some herbs which were meant for werewolves. I wasn't sure where she was getting at with her line of questioning but the last thing I wanted her was to get high on herbs meant for werewolves. I had had a first hand experience of those and knew how potent they could be. But the girl refused to spill the beans. I was about to turn my attention to Alex, hoping to extract some information out of him when I saw her moving. She was up on her feet and in the next two seconds, she was already standing before me. Her eyebrows were drawn together, frustration etched on her face. Her eyes searched mine as if looking for something in particular. Before I knew what was happening, she had her arms wrapped around my torso and her face pressed flat against my bare chest. My skin buzzed with a different kind of sensation under her soft touch.
Alaris *** The door to my room was shut with such force that I could feel the walls shaking as a means of aftereffects. "What had your panties in a twist?" I muttered under my breath as I flipped to the next page. "You!" My beta snapped at me as if I am the reason behind his distress. But Alex acting out like the drama queen he was was something I was a little too used to. "What did I do now?" "Did you really have to say all of that to the poor girl?" He plopped down on the chair across from me with a huff. "What exactly are we talking about?" I played oblivious to it even though I knew what exactly he was referring to. "And who's the poor girl in the question?" "Sera… who else?" He gave me that look which screamed at me to stop with the act. Though it was another story that it had zero effect on me. I was, after all, his alpha. "What about her?" "You scared the poor girl out of her wits." Alex was clearly annoyed at the way I handled the situation. But I had no re