SYDNEY
Just as dad had said, Grace was perfectly fine. She wore a midnight blue spaghetti strapped eveinging gown. The material shimmered each time light reflected off the dress, giving the illusion of the night sky. Dad had matched her dress by wearing a midnight blue suit and a black button down. They looked like the perfect couple which they were in most cases.
We arrived at venue only a few minutes after we left the pack house. The entire place had been decorated for the occasion and I had no doubt that mom did everything. She stuck the the midnight blue and black theme, using fairy lights to create light in the large room. Many members of the pack attended tonights event, filling the room to it's capacity. Even so, the sweet scents of the three vampires still lingered in the air with a pungent aroma.
"I'm going to find Dimitri," I voiced, needing to talk much louder than normal because of the chatter
SYDNEYGroaning, I tucked my head deeper into the warmth and inhaled the sandalwood scent that had hints of cinnamon and lavender. My body felt numb and at the same time, it felt as if volts of pleasurable electricity shot through me. I vaguely remembered what happened the previous night — the ceremony which worked, me leaving and breaking the Alpha out, him telling me that my grandfather killed his sister or had his sister killed (either way, was there a difference?).And then something strange happened. I shifted and my wolf had glowing purple eyes. I had the gifted wolf which explained why Sylvain hadn't gotten it. Growing up, I expected Sylvain to inherit the Gifted wolf since Grace held the mark of the true Queen and our dad was the King. Also, him being a full-blooded werewolf led me to believe that I had no chance against him, but I was wrong. Maybe, I should have had more faith. After all, Lana was a half-blo
SYDNEYTwo days. Two whole days. That was how long I avoided everyone. The only person I couldn't avoid was Victor but we hadn't spoken. I kept my mental block up so he couldn't mind link me and I refused to look at him, knowing that if I did, the guilt would come rushing back and he would have the chance to finally say whatever he needed to through signing.The only person I spoke to was my baby bro. It felt good to hear from Sylvain but, most of all, I truly just needed one of his hugs. My brother meant everything to me and for him to not be here during my first shift broke my heart. At least I had a way to communicate with him. Although he was far away, being an Alpha allowed me to mind link with him much easier. The bond between an Alpha and their pack was far stronger than a bond between ordinary wolves in a pack.Zen was still on our side, helping Sylvain. From what my brother had told me, the Midnig
SYDNEY"He lied to me," I gritted as I marched toward the escalade, "that piece of shit lied to me and thought he could get away with it," running down the marbel steps, I stopped at the drivers side door, "I'm driving back and no you don't have a choice."Victor cocked a brow at me, "I know you're mad but let's think rationally about this. There's no need to take out your anger on my poor car," he whined, jutting out his bottom lip in a pout. Rolling my eyes and planting my hands on my hips, I muttered, "Seriously," but I didn't wait for his reaction. Instead, I dipped my hand into his pocket and watched as his eyes widened and Adam's apple bobbed when he gulped. I purposely took my time, enjoying how his jaw muscle ticked when I brushed my hand over a certain area. When his blue eyes turned solid back I fished the keys out and whispered enticingly, "You don't always have to be the dominant one."
QUADEI struggled against the shackles binding my wrists. My wolf was stronger now due to the wolfsbane finally leaving my system and with his strength, I assumed I could break free. I tried to forget about the burning sensation that danced across my skin or ignore the scent of burning flesh that tickled my nose but it wasn't enough. Nothing I did ever felt as if it was enough.I stopped struggling and slumped against the wall. Enzo was in a deep sleep induced by exhaustion. The moron never listened when I told him to calm the fuck down; he used every opportunity that presented itself, trying to escape this filthy place. I, on the other hand, waited for my strength to slowly return before doing any such thing.With the return of my wolf's strength came the connection to my pack. I could feel the link connecting me to them. However, I blocked them out. For once, I wasn't interested in what my pack was doing bu
SYDNEYAfter Alpha Quade told me what his sister's ability was, it had me thinking. I silently walked away from him yesterday, trying to put the puzzle pieces together. It was so obvious what the complete image would look like, I wondered why the Alpha couldn't see it. He was intelligent, I could tell that much, but not intelligent enough to see how his father had played him all these years. But I needed proof before informing him of the truth. He had been blaming my family for so many years that he was now blind to reasoning.However, finding proof was much easier said than done. The perfect proof would be to get the culprit to admit what he did and his motives behind it. I had a pretty good idea on who the culprit was but the deed would have to be done by my brother and I wasn't too pleased about that. He had already put his life on the line for me once, I couldn't ask him to do another life threatening favor for me.
SYDNEYIt felt like taking the back seat in a car, that was what giving Rieka full control felt like. I watched helplessly from the deepest corner of my mind as she lunched for Victor's throat — her aim set on his jugular. He had no time to respond, falling onto his side with a thud. Rieka made sure not to sink our canines too deep, the wound being superficial so it would heal easily.Rieka backed away and waited for Victor to stand onto his paws. A wolfish grin found its way to his fury face, his eyes glowing with surprise. He definitely didn't expect me to do that, and I definitely didn't expect that either. Wolves didn't come fully trained in the art of combat but apparently mine did. I had to get use to the fact that my wolf wasn't like ordinary wolves. She was the definition of a beast, skilled and precise in her moves.She knew exactly when to play it safe and she knew exactly when to use all h
QUADEI hated sleeping almost as much as I hated being awake. Being awake reminded me of how fucked up my life was. Sleeping reminded me of everything that slipped through my fingers, everything I could have had, everything that was meant to be mine. Each time I closed my eyes I saw her. She replaced the nightmares that scarred my every dream. Her face was a new nightmare altogether, wrapped up in a pretty little package that was lethal if you knew exactly what buttons to push.And I knew the exact buttons that would push her to the edge but I also knew I'd always save her from falling over. Something deep down in me knew that I would never let her fall, never let her plummet to the impending doom I brought along with me. No matter how much I sort out revenge, no matter how much I didn't care about living without a mate, without the clean half of my tainted soul, I couldn't let her fall of that edge. The fall down
VICTORThe icy cold water of the shower cascaded down the muscles of my back. I could feel the fatigue settling into my bones, the freezing temperature of the water not helping chase the feeling away. It weighed me down, now becoming a constant ache in my entire body — I desperately needed peace of mind and I needed it fast.I growled in frustration, shutting off the faucet and exiting the shower to dry myself off. Last night, I heard her coming to her room, I also heard her leave. Minutes turned to hours and and I found myself tossing and turning, restless because I hadn't heard her come back again. I worried about her. Not because I cared — which I obviously did — but because above all else, I was her protector. She may not have needed me anymore but my roll would never change because I was so use to it. Not being around her was difficult, not following her every move and not watching over her. She had