[Marissa’s POV]I braced myself as the hunters began to make their way towards me. Behind me, I could hear Travis let out a growl as a powerful aura erupted from him. I had to admit, it was impressive. I hadn’t felt anything that strong, not even from Gregory or Davison."Stay back." Travis hissed, grabbing my shoulder and giving a tug. "I’ll handle these guys.""No," I shot back, shaking him off. "I’m not some damsel that needs your help."Extending my claws, I surged forward, leaping out of the way of an arrow that threatened to pierce my chest."Nice try." I beamed, grabbing the hunter's weapon and pushing it into his chest. "I’ll take this." I continued as he bent over to gasp.I yanked the weapon from his grasp and brought the butt of it down between his shoulders, sending him sprawling. Pulling the trigger, I let an arrow land in the back of his head, sending blood and brain matter splashing onto my clothes and the floor.Not wasting any time, I turned and aimed for another, lan
[Travis’s POV]I watched as Marissa made her way out of the building, leaving me utterly alone with all the dead hunters, which were beginning to smell. Even though I knew I shouldn’t follow her, I couldn’t stop the urge to know exactly what she was up to.‘Ace,’ I called through mindlink, deciding it was best to get these bodies taken care of before more hunters arrived. ‘I need you to do me a favor.’‘What is it, Alpha?’ Ace’s concerned voice responded.‘There is a pub on main street that needs to be…cleaned.’ I said, showing him an image of the pub itself and then the dead bodies. ‘You and a few others come and take care of this for me.’ I continued.‘Are you alright?’ Ace asked immediately, his concern radiating through our link. ‘What happened?’‘I’ll explain later.’I didn’t have much time. Otherwise, I feared that Marissa would disappear entirely and then I would have to wait an unforeseeable amount of time to find her again.‘Just get it done.’With that, I cut off our connect
[Travis’s POV]The packhouse was alive with activity when I arrived, from guards taking extra precautions due to the appearance of hunters, to curious pack members trying to get the latest gossip. However, as I drew closer, all eyes fell on me, or rather, the woman that nestled in my arms.Bracing myself for whatever questions were to come next, I continued to move, only stopping when the door of the pack house burst open and Kim toppled out, followed by Simon and Thomas."You found her!" Kim beamed, bouncing towards me. "But why is she unconscious?""Later." I sighed, beginning to move again. "For now, come with me to the infirmary so that the medic can do a full evaluation of her."Is she hurt?" Simon asked, frowning. "What did you do to her?""Nothing," I snapped, trying to push back my annoyance. "Why the hell would I do anything to harm my mate.""She is unconscious in your arms, you know?" Thomas chuckled."Who invited him?" I demanded, shooting the overly-cocky Thomas a glare.
[Marissa’s POV]The room around me grew silent as Travis’s words settled. He was a father... a father.. meaning that he was Kayden’s father. Although I had a feeling that was the case, given my mark that glowed brightly on Travis’s neck and the undeniable connection I felt to him, hearing those words shook me to my core."Wait, wait, wait," Kim said, her eyes growing wide. "Repeat that.""I said," Travis beamed, his eyes flashing with pride. "I’m a father."For a moment, no one spoke as Kim and I continued trying to make sense of what Travis was saying."Holy shit!" Kim laughed, rushing forward and wrapping her tiny arms around both of us. "Congratulations, big lug!"Tensing, I tried to break free of the overly invasive hugging that was happening. Sure, this was a big moment, I got it, but now wasn’t the time to celebrate. Kayden was trapped in Davison’s clutches, and if I didn’t get back soon, there was no telling what that insane bastard would do to him."What’s wrong, Marissa?" Kim
[Marissa’s POV]I stared at the large building in front of me, contemplating whether or not this was actually a good idea. After much convincing, Travis and the others had gotten me onboard with getting Kayden out of Davison’s clutches.Despite knowing that this wasn’t a good idea, I couldn’t stop the hope that was beginning to swell. If I managed to get Kayden away from him, then he couldn’t control me anymore. At least not by using my son."What’s wrong?" Travis asked, drawing me out of my head. "You look pained.""Just worried." I lied, pushing aside my quickly dwindling thoughts. "I’m fine."Keeping my gaze fixed ahead, I tried to pretend that I didn’t feel the hesitance in Travis. Of course, he didn’t trust me entirely, but I couldn’t let him in on the fact that Davison still had control of me without our son."Which room is Kayden’s?" Travis asked, seeming to not want to question me further."That one." I responded, pointing to the farthest room on the bottom floor of the buildi
[Travis’s POV]"Daddy?" Kayden repeated, giving me a look of confusion. "But uncle Davison said...""Nothing that man has said can be trusted."I fought to push back the anger that was building in me at hearing Kayden call that bastard uncle. Sure, he was biologically his uncle, but as far as I was concerned, that man wasn’t a part of my family."Okay." Kayden murmured, pressing his lips together. "Where’s mommy?""How about we go get her?" I suggested.Pulling Kayden closer to myself, I began to move, making my way out of the room and back into the hall where Thomas and Kim were waiting."Oh my goodness!" Kim squealed the minute her eyes found the child in my arms. "You look just like your mommy!"Rushing forward, Kim placed her hands on either side of Kayden’s cheeks and began to squeeze."I think he looks like me." I countered, though when I looked at him I saw a lot of Marissa. "Anyway, could you stop trying to pop him like a pimple?""Who is trying to do what?" Kim demanded, step
[Travis’s POV]I stood to the side as Ryu did a quick external examination of Marissa. From the look on his face, it was easy to tell that something was wrong, but what that something was was lost to me."What is it?" I asked, pushing off the wall I was leaning against. "Why are you giving me that look?""I..." Ryu began, seeming to not be sure of whether or not he should be fully honest with me."Spit it out." I growled."I can’t find anything wrong with her physically, but there seems to be something wrong with her mentally." Ryu began, frowning."She doesn’t have a pack or a true place that she belongs." I sighed, running a hand across my face. "We all know how something like this works. What would you suggest be done to bring her back to sanity?""Marking her is the only thing I can think of, alpha." Ryu admitted."I won’t mark her against her will." I hissed, dismissing his idea right away. "Isn’t there another way?"For a moment, Ryu seemed to consider my question. However, when
[Travis’s POV]“Before I tell you what led to you losing your memories, I want to tell you a story. Please just listen to it before asking any questions, okay?”“Okay,” Marissa responded, nodded solemnly. “Tell me.”“There once was a boy. A boy who was destined for greatness, at least that is what his father said. The boy was kept locked away from the world so that he could learn to seal off his emotions and think rationally.” I began as images of my childhood began to attack me. Closing my eyes, I let the words begin to flow from me as if I wasn’t the one telling the story, but instead listening…Despite the father’s insistence that the boy needed to be cold as ice, his mother wouldn’t allow that to happen. In all the hate and darkness the boy endured, she was the only light that kept him from falling down.His mother was a kind woman who was full of love. She even gave it to the boy's father, even after he beat her daily. To the woman, the man was her mate, whom the moon goddess gav