Logan's POVI lost communication with almost everyone as we sped back to the palace. I mind-linked my mother, Lian and Renae but they didn't respond. Tera, my guard didn't respond either. Fear gripped my heart and like a lunatic, I tore through the wild leaving my men behind.I broke into the palace and I saw the ruins. The first place on my mind was my mother's chambers. My men had caught up with me and they sprinted behind me.A small group of people came into view as I got closer to my mother's chambers. Drawing nearer, I realized that it was Jennifer and her men.I didn't know if she was just going in or if she was done with my family already. Her sword was bloody and I fretted.Hatred and disdain shone in her eyes as she saw me. She snarled and at the swipe of her hand, a few of her men charged into my mother's chambers while she led the remaining men towards us.Now, I had my answer, she sent her men in because she hadn't dealt with those inside. With renewed spirits, I gave
Logan's POVI didn't mourn Jennifer's death but a deep sense of sadness fell over me. Perhaps, she meant something to me after all. Memories of the time we spent together as children flooded my mind every day, leaving me sick and sad.Her delusion and greed were her doom. Yes, we were playmates and we were friends because her father was my father's Beta. But that was all. I never saw her as a lover and I never made such inclinations towards her. Thinking back now, I realized that there were signs that she had fallen for me, she did not hide it, but I was too busy and insensitive to take notice.I was always away from the Packhouse and when I returned, I hardly saw her.Flashes of the moment she walked into the cave where Renae saved me, posing as my savior flooded my sight. I shut my eyes as I remembered how I tried to love her despite having feelings for the small doctor.Sometimes we determine our fate and sometimes what will be will be irrespective of our determination. It all de
Logan's POV I couldn't bear the excitement a fortnight ago when I received the order to return home. I had always been away from my pack since I had my first shift. But this was the first time I had spent almost a year at once outside of my pack. My father prided himself in sending me on missions outside the pack's territory. It's safe to say I am a wayfarer. I saddled my horse into the cold evening with about four guards trailing behind. I was supposed to meet Beta Peter at the borders, my father had promised to send him down. The troops at the garrison of the new pack which I had helped to build saluted as I galloped away. The pack was still new and a high level of security was needed. It was a time when rogue wolves were running wild. They invaded and destroyed new packs easily. "Stop!" I ordered the few guards that were with me as we neared the borders. They halted immediately, and I addressed them. "I will go alone from here. Go back and reinforce the security around your p
Renae's POV My name is Renae Hart. I am the illegitimate daughter of Alex Hart. I have no knowledge about my biological mother and I can't ask either. Any time I asked, my father always beat me up, mercilessly. My stepmother, Lucy, despises me. Not only her, I believe my father hates me too. My existence is a shameful reminder of his reckless youth. Despite my mother's absence, he never showed me fatherly affection. Even though I shared half of his DNA like Alice, my step-sister, he never treated me the same way he treats her. All he wanted was to push me out of his life and he did it. On my twelfth birthday, we had a visitor. I was made to serve him and even as young as I was, I noticed his keen interest in me. The visitor had a discussion with my father behind closed doors and when they were done, I was dragged away by a guard that came with the man. I was dragged down to our pack's hospital where I realized that I had been sold to the traditional medical treatment department
Renae POV It was twilight. Eagerly, I fixed on my sneakers and walked into the cold evening. My hands were tucked into the pockets of my faded jeans while the loop of the hoodie of my hooded sweatshirt was fastened around my neck. Slowly, I walked along the creek that led to my secret hideout in the woods. The earrings June gave me whispered in my ears, tinkling with a clear sound. They were silver metal hoops with a half-moon and a string of stars hanging from them. The two moons on either side could be joined to form one, with the letters R and J engraved on their backs, symbolizing that we are always together. I truly loved my sunshine lady. Finally, I caught the pleasant scent of Wild Lilac. I knew I had reached my secret hideout. The spot has been my refuge over the years. The first time I found it, I was on the brink of death. I had taken a lethal poison made from cobra venom and without the antidote, death was nigh. Was it the scent of the wild lilac? How I survive
Renae's POV The pain of my first shift was still fresh and my body was sore. When I was done, he looked better and his whimpering stopped. He breathed evenly and I was satisfied with the job well done. "It's worth the stress," I muttered and rose to my feet, yarning. Looking at him, I eyed his large body and fur. I was exhausted and cold, so I laid on top of him to sleep. "Hmmm…" I moaned satisfactorily as soon as I pressed into his body. His fur was soft and warm, easing away my tension. I breathed noisily as his strong hazelnut scent wafted into my nose. An unprecedented sense of comfort swept over me, making me feel safe. Slowly, my eyes fluttered and sleep took over me I woke up startled in the middle of the night, I was awakened by a dream. I tried to stretch out my body but I felt restrained. My back was crushed against the hard floor and the soft fur beneath me was gone. "What the heck? Where did he go?" I thought and my eyes fluttered as I became wide awake. I f
Renae's POV It was morning and I had just woken up. Light rays seeped through the cracks in the walls and the small opening of the cave. I stretched out my body and nudged myself out of the arms of the man that was sleeping beside me. His face was bathed in the sun rays, giving him an angelic appearance. I chuckled as I gave him a keen look. I watched the rise and fall of his chest as he slept peacefully. No more whizzing nor whimpering, he was at ease. My eyes roved over his whole length and I realized how tall he must be. He looked sturdy with an appreciable amount of muscles distributed in appropriate parts of his body. Although his eyes were closed, it did not hide his beauty. His jaws were perfectly chiseled to fit his cheeks, giving his face an almond shape. His lips were thin and pink, making me remember the kiss we shared. I blushed and grinned sheepishly. "Dammit! I am late!" I yelled suddenly, breaking my gaze from him. He shifted in his sleep and I blamed myself for
Logan’s POV My eyes fluttered but they didn't open, I seemed to be having a sweet dream. In my dream, there was a faceless girl. She was cuddled on my chest sleeping peacefully. Her body was soft and her scent sent thrills down my loins. Moaning sweetly, I sniffed her scent and pushed her beneath me. I rose on my four limbs and watched her sweetly as I transformed to my human form. My legs buckled and I fell beside her. I shook my head repeatedly as I tried to attain focus, but my vision remained blurry and I couldn't capture her face. Her scent was irresistible and I couldn't have enough of it. Slowly, I nudged myself towards her until I was laying on her. "Beautiful!" Leon, my wolf muttered, wagged his tail. I knew he was also thrilled. My dick pulsated, but I remained on top of her waiting for her to be awake. When she opened her eyes, she seemed like a goddess. I still did not capture her face but I ended up making love to her. Wait, why on earth was I dreaming about this?