Jason POV“I know Blake doesn't like me, but it's been weeks since we have seen Nero. It's unfair that we stood up for him and got banished, but he's been ghosting us for his little mate.” Scarlett whined in my ear, alerting my worries.I didn't tell her that Nero was traveling with Blake because I wasn't sure how crazy she would handle it and because Nero made me swear that I wouldn't.But they should have arrived yesterday, and yet, I haven't received any call from him. I know how they can be all over each other, and I have been trying not to think not a reason why Nero won't text me about their arrival because, doing the math, it all led to them having sex.Now that Scarlett had reminded me, I was hunted by the thought again, annoying the shit out of me.“Can you go do something else and stop hanging with me?” I mumbled, looking away from her and hoping she would get the message. “I got exile, remember?! You and Nero are the only creature I know in this place, so excuse me for wa
As Blake's hand tightened around my neck, her eyes burning with fury, I felt a cold shiver run down my spine. This wasn't the Blake I knew. She seemed like she had lost her soul, consumed by vengeance."I could snap your neck, gash your head, and deliver it to him," she hissed, her voice devoid of any emotion. "Do you think that will hurt him like he has wounded my heart? To make him suffer before his execution."I struggled against her grip, gasping for air as panic flooded my senses. "Blake, please, listen to me," I pleaded, my voice desperate. "You don't want to do this. You don't want him dead."Her grip loosened slightly, and for a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of doubt in her eyes. But then her expression hardened once again, and she pushed me away, causing me to stumble backward."You should leave, Jason," she said coldly, her voice cutting through the air like a knife. "I have no mercy for the friends of my enemy."I dropped to my knees, tears welling up in my eyes as I re
********Blake POV********My blood ran cold as I stared hard at Nero and saw how daring his eyes were. It had that look that seemed to say he would rather die than let me in his head. That was a challenge that I was not willing to back down from. At first, I took it lightly, but soon, frustration started to well within me with each futile attempt to breach the walls of his mind. The intensity of his mental barriers was strong and impenetrable like steel. The harder I tried, my wolf snarled and paced within me, restless and agitated by our inability to reach Nero's thoughts."Why are you protecting her, Nero?" I demanded, my voice cutting through the tense air, my eyes narrowing as I studied him.Silent at first, Nero's jaw tightened, his gaze shifting between me and himself, his expression unreadable. "I have my reasons, Blake," he replied with such softness that made me melt at his tone for a moment, and the fact that he still had that effect on
The heavy footsteps of the guard echoed down the dimly lit corridor as I stood there, my anger unyielding despite Nero's desperate pleas. Calmly, I motioned for the guard to enter the cell, my gaze unwavering as I watched Jason's expression morph from confusion to realization.But Nero's voice, filled with anguish and frustration, reverberated off the cold stone walls of the cell. His pleas tugged at my conscience, threatening to unravel the carefully constructed facade of indifference I had built. But I couldn't."Don't do this, Blake," Nero whispered as I stared deep into his eyes."Wait... What's going on, Blake?!" Jason's voice trembled slightly, his eyes darting between me and Nero.Ignoring his question, I gestured for the guard to lock him up alongside Nero, my voice cold and commanding. "Chain him. Make sure he can't interfere with my investigation.""Blake, stop! Hey! Stop!" Nero shouted.Yet his protests fell on deaf ears as the guard yanked Jason by his hands, the clinking
As Harley led me down the hallway toward Jason's room, my mind raced with anticipation and dread. The weight of my decision pressed heavily upon me, but I pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand.Finally reaching the door, Harley hesitated for a moment before turning to me, her eyes filled with uncertainty. "Here we are," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper."Thanks," I said softly, offering her a small, reassuring smile. With a nod and a stiff smile, she turned and walked away, leaving me standing in front of the door to Jason's room.Taking a deep breath, I reached out and turned the handle, pushing the door open slowly. The room was dimly lit, shadows dancing across the walls, and my heart clenched at the sight of Scarlett sitting on the edge of the bed, her expression a mixture of confusion and concern."Blake?" she said, her voice soft with disbelief. "What are you doing here? And where's Nero?"Closing the door behind me, I stepped further into the r
As Scarlett's words sank in, a maelstrom of emotions churned inside me, twisting and writhing like a nest of vipers. The truth she spoke clashed violently against the narrative I had built in my mind, shattering it into a million fractured pieces. Anger, confusion, and betrayal surged through me in equal measure, threatening to engulf me in their fiery embrace."You're all liars!" I shouted, my voice echoing off the walls of the room. "Every single one of you knew the truth, and yet you kept it from me! How could you? How could you deceive me like this?"Scarlett recoiled at the venom in my words, her eyes wide with fear. But I paid her reaction no mind, too consumed by my own rage to care about the effect my words had on her."Maybe I should just kill you all!" I continued, my voice rising to a fever pitch. "I can't trust any of you anymore! I don't know whose story to believe!"The wolf within me stirred, its primal instincts sensing my growing fury. It whispered seductively in the
I drove Scarlett back to my mansion in silence, the weight of what had transpired hanging heavy in the air between us. She was still visibly shaken from our confrontation, her normally confident demeanor replaced by a palpable sense of unease.As we neared the mansion, Scarlett finally broke the silence. "Blake, what happened between you and Nero for things to get this bad... It just doesn't make sense that he would...?" she asked, her voice tentative."Would what?""Nothing,""It seems like it's not in you guys' DNA to tell the truth... Hmm... But unlike you guys, I will answer you though. It all started when Blade, my grandfather, arrived in town, something the Nero knew yet kept from me to treat me as the fool he thinks I am." I began, my voice tinged with bitterness. "Mr. Blade is here?"I could tell she didn't mean to blurt it out, but the moment those words escaped her lips, her eyes grew huge and she quickly looked away, trying to compose herself.I rolled my eyes in annoyance
As we pulled up to the mansion, a heavy tension enveloped us, each moment carrying the weight of what had transpired between Nero and me. Scarlett sat beside me, her unease almost tangible, her eyes flitting nervously.Guiding Scarlett through the grand entrance, the mansion loomed over us. The dim corridors echoed with our footsteps, the only disruption in the thick silence that hung around us.Entering the main punishment ground, Scarlett gasped in shock at the scene of Nero and Jason chained, and her horror-filled gasp resonated through the hall, her hands covering her mouth in disbelief."What have you done, Blake?" Her voice trembled with anguish and disbelief. "How could you do this to them?"I remained silent, my eyes locked on Nero, his gaze meeting mine with a mix of pain and acceptance. There was no hint of regret or defiance, just a quiet resignation to his fate.Ignoring Scarlett's protests, I turned to the guards and ordered, "Leave us."The guards hesitated, glancing unc