Messed Up

 ALARIC

I was pissed. At what? Oh, well, everything. I was pissed at everyone and everything. Gianna was pale and unconscious. Was she now a pack member or not? This wasn’t clear. Yet. I tried to call her, to reach her using my Alpha bond, but in vain. She wasn’t up.

I was away. Away from everything that had been going on. Gianna's condition. The bloody ritual that had her hurt. That suspicious, domineering woman, Selena Dark, and most of all My Mate… My Viviana. I wanted her. I yearned for her. Her gorgeous face flashed in my eyes and I was near the edge.

I was losing. I was losing it bit by bit. Point by point. Fraction by fraction. The authority seemed to be slipping out of my palms like the grains of hot sand, burning my skin to bones. I couldn’t do anything. I was left out like a spectator.

Moon was adamant. He kept pressing over the fact that it was a need beginning. A storm had been formed, and a tornado laced with a d