The plan since arriving in Mera and Isaiah’s pack had been to get the four of us back home safely in time for the inevitable war, which could easily happen at any second.
Now that not one, but three deadly werewolves were coming for me, we had a time limit to our plans.
Three days, we would have to leave in two.
That meant not only coming up with an evacuation plan, but Mera and Isaiah had to make plans of their own.
Just as Sabine had said; the Assassin and Hound had finally come, and Chaos followed."Are you going to come with us willingly, Aurora?" The Assassin spoke first, her voice a delicate falsetto. "Your little magic won't work on me, but I'd love to see you try."Something at the very pit of my stomach told me not to use my abilities on her. I didn’t have those punch you in the gut feelings very often, but this was one I couldn’t ignore.The way she sang my name sent a shiver down my spine, which I suppressed with gritted teeth. She plucked a knife from one of the straps around her leg and held it in her hand. Her glossy auburn hair was tightly pulled back, wrapped in a braid at the base of her neck.She only reminded me of the blade I had as well, given to me by Isaiah before he had left with Mera. It was a kind gesture considering I barely had a clue on how to use the thing. Either way, if the Assassin got her hands on me, this blade could quic
"Really, there's no reason to be this difficult." Marcus sighed, genuinedisappointmentin his flat, blue eyes. "You've lost, Aurora. This scheme of yours to invent a new world has failed, you have failed.What'sbest for you and your mates, is to pick up the shattered pieces of your failure and turn them into something better.""And you--you'rewhat'sbetter?" I croaked, rage and malice searing the edges of my words. My head throbbed from the Assassin's magic, forcing dark spots to creep at the edges of my vision. "All of that power has given you a big head, Marcus. Wehaven'tlost anything. I'm one person, there are countless more out there who will see you removed." As soon as the words left my lips, she dug her fingers into my arm, the icy claws of her magic latching onto me instantly. Cold flooded my senses, burning and aching as it sapped what little strength I had. "Ariana, do I need to inform you that you are violating a direct order?" Zayne drawled in a bored, yet professional tone. His piercing blue eyes bore holes into her face, but conveyed not an ounce of concern for my well-being. Part of me was terrified that this wasn't just good acting, that the indifference in his eyes was placed there, built from years of practice. After a few long seconds, Ariana released me. I had just a few seconds to wonder if her abilities affected all white wolves the same way, before my legs gave out and I fell to the floor. My head was swimming, a steady drum beat as it throbbed miserably. "Don't play boss, Zayne. It certainly doesn't suit you." Ariana snickered, sending me a dark look that made me bite back a wickMated to the Alpha Twins Chapter 115
I stared at them for what felt like hours, even though all we had were seconds together.Onyx eyes filled with worry, voices thick and raspy with emotion. Neither looked sickly or sleep deprived. If anything, they looked...bigger? There wasn't the time to sit and analyze what had changed but I swore their muscles seemed more defined, hardened like the blood thirsty determination in their eyes.Once I was positive I wasn't hallucinating from the disgusting cake Zayne had given me, my eyes flitted across the small room.Tori and Zayne stood against the wall, a quiet and rushed conversation between the two. Zayne's eyebrows were gnashed together, and the sight of some kind of emotion on his face made my chest flutter.Those three seconds were all the twins could give me before I was pulled from the bed and into two sets of arms. Neither one squeezed too hard, but held me to their chests in an iron clad grip that no white wolf could break.Three heartb
“It is within all of your best interests to stand down.” Jaspar Fox’s voice rang throughout the crowd, strong and very much alive. The wolves he had brought with him twitched their tails in irritation, we were evenly matched now. I could see shimmering eyes deep within the forest, watching and waiting from the outside. “Defy your Alpha and take your own life into your hands, because soon Marcus Novak will be dead.”Jaspar looked towards me and somehow, I was able to decipher the words within his pale colored eyes. He was asking me a question, a simple yes or no. It took only a few seconds, reaching out with my magic before I had the answer.Disappointment and acceptance flashed in his eyes as I shook my head ‘no’.Many of the warriors here were loyal to Marcus, and radiated waves of hostility as they barely managed to keep themselves still. I could feel that so many of them were desperate for a way out, but the fear that
Kade’s rage became him, heating his blood until it boiled as it pumped throughout his form. The violent emotion overtook him completely, giving his increased strength a savage edge. Alec’s head was a different story, the same book but in another format. He could see and breathe through his rage, using it to propel not himself, but his thoughts forward. Strategies and plans flitted through his head, disorienting and at rapid-fire. Many of them looked like football plays, marking where Ariana, the Hound, and the two guards stood. I tried not to give into the sinking feeling that overtook me, when even Alec couldn’t produce a plan of action. We were outnumbered, exceptionally considering I couldn’t use my magic while Ariana was in the room, and my combat training was strictly lodged in the beginner stage. Still, I hadn’t come this far by giving up. Through pain and blood, I’d give everything I had. With my mates at my side, both identical and different in every
I turned on my heel, a hand clasped over where my own bullet wound should have been. My mind was reeling, but my body understood what to do as I stumbled over to where Kade lay on the cement floor. Alec was hunched over him tearing the clothes from one of the dead inner circle members, a middle-aged man with greying hair and a scar just above his lip. The thousand-dollar suit jacket was shining with Kade’s blood, even as Alec held it tightly against his chest. I could feel the blood pumping out with each ragged heartbeat. A small clump of silver metal sat beside Alec’s knelt form, the bullet he had fished from Kade’s chest. Kade shifted into his human form after the bullet had been removed, his skin translucent and pale. There was a thin sheen of sweat that covered him, even though he was cold to the touch. Alec’s eyes met mine, unending darkness that seemed surprisingly calm despite the earthquake of emotions shattering what strength he had. I glance
The sound of muffled arguing emerged from the kitchen, most of which held the noticeable soprano of Tori’s voice. Every few seconds, I could hear Kady’s mom snap back in a venomous tone. Even Garrett was perfectly content with letting them argue, considering he was still processing all that I had told him. He hadn’t moved from his position on the couch, his chin resting in the palm of his hand. The same rush of emotion had once washed through me and even now, it was hard to believe that things were changing. Julian sat at his side, unable to conceal the wide grin that stole his face. The exact opposite of his brooding and severe brother. It made him look younger, even though the lines etched into his smooth face were a testament to his age. He leaned forward on his haunches, eyes sparkling. There had always been something feral about Julian. Still, he was more approachable than Garrett. “How’d you kill him, kid? Did he beg?” My stomach soured