He's not in the bed when I wake up nor is he on the couch. I sigh unhappily. Last night was a long hard night. I couldn't get to sleep; my wolf was restless and just wanted her mate. But he has to learn that he can't do this to me and expect me to forgive him straight away. He has to earn it. Clyde gives me a questioning look when I come for breakfast still wearing my running gear and I smile tiredly at him. No one really passes comment on my clothes; they're all used to me wearing them."He wasn't speaking much in the meeting. What did you say?" he whispers to me when the others get engaged in a conversation. We're eating in the large dining ballroom. Breakfast is always served at nine in the pack house, if you want some you have to be here. The phrase 'you snooze, you lose' is taken very seriously here."That if he slept in the bed with me, I wouldn't go out with him today" I shrug and Clyde exits with a smile. Alice then frowns at me when I turn my head to side, my hair still up."
The first thing Alice does when we step back into the house is fly towards me. The moment her eyes catch sight of the mark on my neck, she's already standing in front of me. It's a lot like she did with the hickey. She squeals as she steps away, clapping her hands excitedly."OhmyGodOhmyGodOhMyGod! By the Goddess you marked her" she seems overly pleased because she keeps repeating it. Austin holds me near him, his arm slung around my waist as we laugh at his sister's theatrics."Alice, chill" I put my hands on my friend's shoulders and she lets out a quick breath. "You good?""I'm good" she nods and we walk towards Clyde's office where nearly everyone else in the pack is standing. Well, all the high ranking fighters. As they look to me and Austin walking in, Alice announces his marking. "Austin marked her!""I thought you said you were good" I protest, flicking her ear. She chuckles."I'm never good" she snipes, winking at me. I roll my eyes, letting Austin tighten his arm a little, a
Luke's P.O.VI sit in the dark of my room, unable to sleep. Paper is lying haphazardly all over my bed, the battlefield souvenirs of my previous struggle. I'm going to make a pretty bad Alpha, especially seen as I can't even protect my sister from being taken. Dad said she called and that she was mated to the Prince. I already knew that; the guards talk a lot. Dear Old Dad must have been the last to know.It feels so wrong without her. I'm used to having her waking up early in the morning, going for her jog around the borders, coming back to make us breakfast, then doing training before lunch and helping Dad until dinner or looking after the three hooligans. Of course sometimes I had to make the breakfast or watch over the hooligans while she helped Dad and vice versa.She was practically Luna for this pack. She kept the fighters on their feet, keeping them smiling when she went by them. When I was on patrol, she'd always sneak up on me. She'd leap onto my back, kissing my cheek and d
Alice looks nervous as we walk to the training ground. She's quiet and I can almost hear her teeth chattering."Hey, don't be nervous. There's nothing to be worried about" I link arms with her, pulling her towards me."I know. I've just not been in training before. Maybe I'm not ready?" she excuses."Everyone can do it. If a six year old me can do it, a seventeen year old you can do it" I reassure her. She scoffs. We walk towards the inside arena, where we've been doing training for the past week thanks to the snow, where one hundred and fifty fighters are spread out. There are too many fighters and not enough space to do training for all three hundred at the same time so we split it in two. "And the fighters won't mind. I'm your partner, okay?" she nods. She looks quite nice in exercising clothes; the material hugging all the right places. We both get approving looks thrown our way some redirected when Austin steps in ten minutes after us. He spies us out quickly.Rick and Ryan are i
Austin P.O.VShe was acting too calm. Why was she acting so calm? Go for a lie down? Bull. Even the guard's reassurance that she made it to the bedroom doesn't reassure me.But I listen to the conversation around me. They're discussing the attack on Silverstone."Why aren't they attacking? I mean, they're not even engaging in a fight" Clive says, frowning."It doesn't make sense" David agrees."Unless they are doing what Cecily said they do when they attack" Dad says thoughtfully."You think it's a diversion?" I ask and he nods."Red Blood might be after the other three kids" Clive offers. Of course, Red Blood want to take out the Alpha's family. They've killed the Luna now they're after the kids. "I mean, they drew him out and one of them got in the house""And then Lucius went back for them. That's four targets" Mom says and it makes a lot more sense now."They weren't expecting him to come back because they went with three to kill the Luna but one this time. They were only trying t
Austin P.O.VI should have known she would leave. She's stubborn and would do anything for her family. I'm so stupid. Damnit! I slam my hand on Dad's desk, hating how blind I was."Don't blame yourself, Austin. She did what she thought was right" it's not the first time Mom has told me that. She's been gone three days. She would have told us when she arrived at Silverstone despite how angry I would have been when she would. But no call came so we can only assume the worst. I've tried contacting her through mind-link but even with my mark my mind is blocked from hers."Does her family know?" I ask but before any of them can say anything, Dad comes through the doors followed by two men. One of them looks about the same age as Dad, the other around my age. Both of them look like my mate. The older one has bright green eyes and brown hair matching my mate's. The younger one has exactly the same colouring- clearly a strong trait. Dad had told them to come over to discuss the attack and to
Cecily's P.O.VThey leave me in the cell. The whip is gathered up, avoiding the end as they wind it up, leaving a small trail of blood behind them. They allow me to be unchained and the moment my wrists drop to the ground I groan in pain. My back sends a flare of agony through my body with every small movement I make. I don't know how I manage but I finally manage to crawl my way over to the corner. I collapse, uncaring at how unladylike I might look. I lie on my front for a moment, taking in deep breaths with my face buried in the musty cloth of the thin blanket they let me have. I lift myself up, shoving down the groan of pain as the torn muscles on my back protest at the movement. I drag myself to sit up, not liking feeling so exposed when I lie down.That's when I notice the man outside the cage. He's grinning at me wickedly and I'm fearful of what he's doing. He's just standing there, grinning. I look at his hands and I see a little red light. It's the camera. I've noticed him ho
Cecily P.O.VI know I'm in deep trouble the moment I hear him coming. I hear him shouting. He is raging. I'm still lying in the position his son left me in and my neck is still throbbing. Not long after the son did what he did someone came in. They wiped up the cut, muttering angrily. They roughly picked me up, did something to the back of my neck. Another torture device no doubt.My back still sends stabs of pain and the most recent wave caused me to feel like I couldn't breathe."Bring the stamps" I hear him shout. "I don't care what they're called! That bitch is going to learn a lesson about lying to me" he must be shouting really loud because a minute or two later, he barges into the cell. It's an understatement saying he's raging. He's a whole new level of furious. In his hand is a black metal bar and on the end are four interlocking circles, with a cross in the middle, the points touching where the circles cross. The end is sizzling. "Having a good little nap, Miss Turner? Becau