Chapter Twenty - Eight- Bliss
Balor's POV
We sneaked past one of the barricades that blocked the rest of the house off from guests. Reyna giggled as she kept looking around, expecting someone to stop us.
I used my wolf hearing to make sure no one was coming as we rounded the corner. The sound of footsteps sounded behind us, and I reached for her hand, tugging her to move faster behind me. I went to let go of her hand as we rounded another corner, but Reyna only squeezed tighter.
My heart started to beat a little faster as sparks travelled up my arm. I wondered if she could feel them too. If she could feel the same warmth I did, whenever our skin touched.
"This way," I said, pulling her in the direction we needed to go.
Chapter Twenty-Nine - BetrayalReyna's POVIt's so cold."Hello?" I tried to shout, but my voice only came out as a raspy whisper.What the hell happened?I tried to think of the events that led me to this dark, cold place, but everything was fuzzy.The sound of chains dragging on my ground drew my attention. I tried to look at my surroundings, but everything was black.The sensation started to return to my numb hands. And I reached to touch my face, but everything felt heavy. I tried to move my hands but couldn't. My wrists were bound, and I couldn'
Chapter Thirty - TormentReyna's POV"You have a pretty twisted grasp on how to ask a lady out for coffee." I deadpanned, earning a huff of amusement."It's the tough ones I love breaking the most. But, on the other hand, watching your spirit slowly crack is just as euphoric. Plus, watching the light start to fade from those beautiful eyes of yours is going to be the best part of my day.""You said you wanted to talk. So talk.""In a rush, are we? It's not like you can leave." He laughed."Seems we're at a crossroads. I can't leave, and you're too much of a bitch to step out of the shadows." I snapped.
Chapter Thirty-One - AcceptanceBalor's POVWe exited the police station, and a bunch of press was waiting outside to bombard us with questions. They were like vultures circling their next meal. They all charged forward at the same time, shouting questions and accusations. Cameras flashed, and recorders were shoved all too close to my face."Once we get her back, she's going to pay for this," I muttered to Flint. He hummed in agreement before retreating back. He knew when to stay back, even if everything in me told me to shift and lose it. That wouldn't bring Reyna back, and it would only cause more trouble for my kind in the long run.Self-control was the most challenging and most detrimental thing to learn once you could shift because our wolves were so intuned with our emotions that they could shift for any reason, whether it be because of anger or
Chapter Thirty-Two - StainedReyna's POVMy fingers and toes were completely numb. The cold had worked its way down to my bones. My throat felt like sandpaper as I swallowed. Ivan didn't bother to unstrap me from the chair. Leaving me here all night to freeze, hoping it would break me.The dress I wore was anything but warm and weighed a tone from being soaked again and again. My feet were also left bare. That had me guessing they were smart enough to know I would have used them as weapons.The shuffling of shoes against the gravel path grabbed my attention. I lifted my head slowly, ignoring the aches it caused my body to move. My eyelids felt like weights as I forced them to stay open."Are you ready to talk now?" Ivan asked. A sadistic smile spread across his lips as he eyed me. I stared back at him, hating how much we looked alike. I shifted in the chair and spat it in his direction."Ahh, still being stubborn. I must say I'm really proud
Chapter Thirty-Three - VengenceBalors' POVImelda and I rushed into my place, and I didn't waste any time. I headed right for my room and into my closet. I walked right to the back of the closet.I slipped my hand behind the back shelf, running my fingers along the edge until I felt the thin wooden box. I pulled it out and opened it, grabbing the red leather handle of the silver knife I forged when I was sixteen.It was one of the first things Keith ever had me make. The knife as a whole was small. The blade was a little wonky, and the tip ended in a small point. But it was something I made and was proud of it. I was an expert by the time I was eighteen and one of Keith's best apprentices. But this knife held great significance to me.I stormed out of the room, heading into the kitchen and placing it down on the marble count
Chapter Thirty-Four - VenomReyna's POVI was dragged out of the arena, not given a chance to understand what I had honestly just encountered. Not inky did I kill two boys, but they were also wolves.Werewolves are real. I knew that now. But for some reason, I wasn't scared by that newfound realization. Instead, I was afraid for the others he might have had captured and locked away here.He made them out to be vicious monsters, but those two boys were anything but evil. Instead, they were two scared children forced to fight for their lives.Maybe luck did exist, and I was gifted two werewolves who still had some good left in their hearts.
Chapter Thirty-Five - VictoriousBalor's POV"I have scouts heading in each direction of the city. If there is a camp around there, we will find it." Lincoln assured me.I sat at my desk, tapping my foot anxiously, trying to find a way to make things move faster."What has Aunt Cass said about all of this?""She's furious about how everything has been handled. Mom doesn't like being kept in the dark, and after yesterday's new report, she's a little more than anxious about getting everything resolved. So she has helped set up the scouts. Making sure only the best of the best get sent out. Even Dad went out with the group to give a hand." I nodded."We will find her and bring her ho
Chapter Thirty - Six - FateReyna's POVI felt like I had an out-of-body experience before reality crashed back into me. This wasn't a dream; I had been captured and tortured. I had faced a werewolf head-on and knew they weren't what they were made out to be. My mind was spinning. On top of that, the weird tingling sensation I felt when I first woke up seemed only to exist when I touched Balor.My brain was still in a fog; I remembered Ivan stabbing my leg. But now the pain was gone, and only dried blood seemed to remain. Adding only more questions to my ever-growing list of what the fuck is happening.I had seemed to reenter my body before exiting the cavern that the devil himself carved out for me. But now, I was staring straight into the eyes of a werewolf—one who had just been a mere human seco