I pulled my baby into my chest. I didn't know what to say. What could I say? A multitude of emotions swirled around my brain as I processed what he'd told me. He'd been through a seemingly endless hell and yet he'd dragged himself through. And he kept all this buried inside of himself. And, after all of this, he was more worried about me and the pack than he was himself. He was so strong. He was a survivor. I held him even closer, as if that was possible,"Baby, you're not going anywhere. I swear, on my life, I will do everything in my power to protect you. You're not alone anymore, so don't force yourself to be. We're gonna put an end to this. Together...and I promise you...I promise you I will kill that bastard in the slowest way possible. He's not gonna get away with what he did to you. I swear."His arms wrapped around my torso and gripped my shirt,"Thank you."His voice was so soft I almost thought I imagined it. I kissed the top of his head and then leane
I lean back in my chair, trying not to strangle the piece of shit who's been glaring at me since I walked in. When I apologized to all of Leo and I's teachers, I didn't expect to get off easy. Detention was to be expected. I'm not stupid. What I didn't expect was to be stuck in here with, of all people, fucking Tyler. Did I mention that during my week-long lead-up to my breakdown, he was a constant thorn in my side? Almost like he was personally hired by the Mother Spirit to be a pain in my ass. He was one of the few people that was able to get me angry enough to want to spill blood. His preferably. Now, I'm stuck in detention for two weeks with this fucker. I inhaled deeply as his eyes continued to bore holes into the side of my face. I clenched and unclenched my fists as his glare slowly wore down my patience. After thirty minutes of this shit, I'd had enough. I took another breath, in a failed attempt to reign in my growing irritation, and turned an icily blank stare towards him,
"Cyrus?"The call had suddenly cut off. There weren't any dead zones in the school as far as I knew. Maybe he'd accidentally hung up. But he would have texted me or called back. He wasn't extremely 'tech-savvy' because he spent most of his time locked away by that Marren bastard, but he'd mastered texting fairly quick. I had a bad feeling. I looked through the rearview at Jax and Fin, "Hey, I'm about to go inside and get Cy."They pulled away from their make-out session and Jax gave me a questioning look, "I thought he was on his way out?" "He was, but the call cut off."Jax shrugged his shoulders, "'Kay and. He's a big, strong boy. He knows how to make it out to the car."I growled softly in irritation, causing Fin to raise an eyebrow with a serious expression, "What's got you riled up?"Though he was asking out of friendship, there was a warning in his tone. I couldn't blame him since I'd just growled at his mate, even if it was nonthreatening, "I've got a bad feeling I can't
Blinding light assaulted my eyes as I forced them open. I jumped up instantly, remembering the fight with Tyler and company. My chest and head protested angrily, causing me to growl from the waves of pain. I hear something fall to the ground and look towards the sound, half expecting to find Tyler or any of my other attackers. Instead, I find an anxious-looking female wolf in a white lab coat. Keeping her in my peripheral, I take in my surroundings. I'm in a nice-sized room with a small, tan, leather love seat and a medium-sized TV mounted to the wall. The bed, I realize I'm on, resembles the ones I've seen in hospitals on TV. There's an IV in my arm going to, what looks, and smells like, a saline bag. My eyes travel towards the constant beeping sound that has been present since my eyes opened. It looks like a heart monitor. "Young Luna? You're in the pack infirmary. Don't move too much, you have a concussion and your bones need to mend."I flicked my eyes back to the brown-haired fe
***WARNING: This chapter contains some offensive language. Read at your own discretion.***Cy and I were in the kitchen. It was Sunday, and though we planned to have a double date with Jax and Fin later today, that wasn't until dinner. At the moment, it was noon. Both of our stomachs had protested while we were wandering through the surrounding woods, which had cut our walk short. I'd placed my baby on the center island, as per usual. Currently, I was struggling to slice tomatoes while Cy watched with an amused smirk on his face, "You know, those rom-coms got it right. Having a man who can cook is a bit of a turn-on."I raised a brow while I made my movements more exaggerated, "Does this turn you on? Are you not entertained, love?"I'd moved on to constructing the sandwich as exaggeratedly as possible while he struggled to hold back a giggle, "Oh, most definitely. It's especially hot when you make the slices crooked before smashing the rest of the tomato." "It's my secret weapon,
Run. Don't look back. Don't stop. My tears had finally dried up after I crossed state lines and now my only focus was forward. I hadn't slept in days. Even if my eyes closed for only a few seconds, my dreams would be filled with memories of murder and torture. No. I couldn't sleep. I'd lose the last bit of sanity and, dare I say, hope that I had left. So instead I ran. My only companions were my wolf, who was silent but restless, and the sound of my paws hitting the ground in a continuous rhythm.I didn't have any specific destination besides East. That's where the Law Council was. I was living evidence of more than enough crimes against...against that rogue pack. Maybe they'd finally do something. I'd lost track of how long I'd been running. The only thing I was sure of was that the Moon was near full when I began. It was effectively a half Moon now, and I was starting to feel the weight of both my and my wolf's fatigue. My legs hurt. My paws were tender. I wasn't even sure if I was
The last week of summer. The fucking last week! And where am I? Not hunting or sleeping. Not even swimming. Nope. I'm sitting in the middle of a pack administration meeting listening to Nikolai, the pack's accountant, read out expense reports. For the love of The Mother Spirit! I swear I'm going to actually die from boredom. I felt eyes on me and glanced around 'til my gaze met my Dad's. He was trying to look at me disapprovingly, but it was clear to see that he was amused by my attitude towards the situation.I rolled my eyes toward the ceiling before leaning back in my seat and staring at the wooden table. After what seemed like hours, the meeting finally adjourned. I took my leave and headed downstairs towards the living room. I heard the television going and as I entered and saw my best friend, and Beta, seated on the couch, staring at his phone. He looked up indignantly as my fingers flicked him in the back of the head,"The hell was that for?""For finding a way to get out of th
***WARNING: This chapter contains attempted rape, mentions of rape, and self-harm. Read at your own discretion.***Cyrus POVI hadn't had a cigarette in ages. The lack of access to my unnecessary, but wanted, vice mixed with the fact that a 'golden wolf' had been coming here for the last five days has left me more irritated than usual. As of right now, I balanced on a tree limb far above golden boy's head as he walked around scenting the air. I'd cleared these woods two days ago, and I was its only new resident. So, most likely, he was looking for me. As I watched him, a smile crept onto my face. It was cute how he checked everything twice, making sure his large frame didn't disturb the surrounding flora too much.Wait. Did I just think he was cute? Welp, it's time for me to take my leave. I had no room for ridiculous thoughts like that. There was also no reason for pushing my luck in staying hidden anyway, even though I was sure that, from this height, if I couldn't smell him, he cou