MARIAH'S POV
Something was happening definitely in the pack house which I seemed to be the only one left off the scene. I usually had first hand information but as far as I could tell right now, everyone was keeping things to themselves. No one dares to speak. I had not seen much of the girl supposed to be Micah's mate since the day Zel had brought her in and told me who she was going to be in the aftermath. Well, I had no reservations against that as long as my own dear Farrell was not the one getting a woman as I am certain that he belongs to me. Just as Zel, he had also greater failure in seeing that which is destined to be his own. He only needed to spend time intimately with me and then he would understand the fact that I was the one he needed.One might wonder why I had mentioned Zel in my description but them come to think about it, she was just like Farrell. I was sure he likes me but as a result of his biased morals and of course, my brother, he would rather not act on it. It was the same thing as Zel who keeps lying to herself. I was not one to be deceived. I could tell when there is real affection from when there's none. It had not started now but for a really long time, I knew Zel was in love with my brother. I had observed her so much to understand from the way she looks at him and how very protective she was about him. She was confusing her own love for royalty and I would not blame her. She was after all, the woman soldier herself and spent her time fighting. What then would she know about love and desire.Tonight, I could not sleep either as thoughts of my dearest Farrel filled my soul. I could feel the tingling sensation all across my body as I thought about him. Something was not right with him and I could feel it. For days now, Farrell had been scarce and should anyone seem to get a glimpse of him, he would go further away. Something was eating him up and he was trying to sort it out by avoiding people. But I knew just what he needed. He needed me beside him as he probably had been having a hard time keeping his control now his friend had found his Luna. I needed to be with him and this night would be my only opportunity to get him alone. He certainly would not be wandering around in the night now, would he?I swung myself off my bed and put on a white silk near see through dress. It was so long yet so revealing as I wore nothing inside of me. It was night already which means no one would see me or care about how I looked. I let my hair down as I applied my lip gloss before puckering my lips playfully into my mirror. Certain now that I looked good, I found my perfume for a final touch. Breathing in and out, I shook with excitement from anticipation."You just wait darling Farrell, I'll make certain you mark me tonight." I whispered to myself.I started out of my bedroom, closing the door quietly behind me as I started making my way out of my bedroom and heading out. I needed to cross into the corridor leading to his bedroom and then be alone with him. I was about getting close when the voice startled me."Where are you going to, Mariah?" he demanded.I turned around with a smile on my face as I turned to look at my uncle. Uncle Connor whom you all might know as Alpha Connor stood there looking at me as he held a glass in his had."You're still awake, uncle." I said to him."I guess I am. Had to come grab myself something to cool off. Where are you off to?" he demanded."No where really. I could not sleep. I'm just hoping a little walk around the night would do me good." I lied.He squinted his eyes as he looked me over. I had learnt to control myself when lying so that they could not detect it easily. Seemingly satisfied with my heart's rhythm, he nodded."You should be careful. We might be nocturnal but that doesn't mean we're untouchable." he said and started walking away into his own corridor."Thanks, Uncle." I said after him as I stood there.We did like the old creep and sincerely, even though he sometimes tends to give me extra allowances, I wanted him out of our hair. Possibly dead. I could not wait for Micah to announce his mate to the council so that things would return to normal as they should. I did not turn away immediately as I needed to be certain he was in his room. With the help of my wolf's senses, I listened carefully as he moved into his bedroom and then shut the door. It was safe now.I started out again towards my dearest Farrell's bedroom. He should be inside and with each movement, I felt my heart's tempo increasing. I simply could not wait but then when I knocked at his door the first time and the second without an answer, I felt something was wrong. Carefully, I turned the handle of his door and it did open. I swallowed and entered. Farrell's room was empty. He was not even on his gaming chair and it looked like he was playing a game initially as it was paused on the screen.Good grief, where was he at this time? I wondered. I gave it a couple of thoughts and then decided that I would wait. Certainly, he could not have gone far right? Hence, I loosened the strapping of my dress as I stripped naked. I claimed his bed, lying in wait and looking really sexy.Then I heard the footsteps approaching. My heart increased it's tempo.IRA'S POVIt had been awkward for me since that night when I had been kissed by the dashing young man before being brought before my supposed protector who had just received the shocker that I was not his mate. Although, he had made it clear that he cared less about whatever wolfie status I bore within me, I still had a strong feeling he was troubled. I was certain he had gone and confronted the guy who had kissed me but the eventual outcome of their meeting together was something I could not fathom.I was scared. Every day and moment, I felt fear creeping into my sinews and spreading across me. This was not fear that he would hurt me but surprisingly, it was fear that he would hurt the guy, Farrell. As I had happened to learn his name. I simply could not get him out of my thoughts and he remained there like he owned my very thoughts. I was beginning to crave for him and for his touch. I could very well tell that it was only a matter of time before all hell would break loose, that bein
FARRELL'S POVI needed no soothsayer to explain to me what was actually happening when I could no longer see much of Ira. I felt somewhat it would be better we do not run into each other or see anymore of ourselves because I knew well enough that I would find it pretty much hard to keep away from her. She was my mate after all and I would give the whole world to spend time with her had we not been facing the blocker in the person of my dearest best friend and brother.I would have to admit to the honest truth that I had been actually really jealous of him that I felt the desire to want to kill him and put an end to the madness he was about driving me into. As much as it seemed like I accepted his proposal, I certainly did not want to be sidelined from her. It was not the first time a thing as such where a situation would present itself and eventually Micah would have absolute power and authority. It was baffling as it was painful.The fates were definitely fighting against me and my h
FARRELL'S POVThis scent of hers was like the scent of lotus flower in the garden of death as it heightened every single emotion which my wolf could feel. I felt my eyes grow bloodshot red as my wolf seemed in turmoil and unable to keep himself in check. Seriously though, was Micah aware that she was down here or what? Or perhaps had she been sent to me finally. My stomach tied into a thousand knots as I tried to reach for my door handle. I have no idea if it had been out of excessive excitement or nervousness that each time I made to reach for the door, I suddenly pull back.For once in my life, I was really scared of seeing someone I wanted badly. Not because of anything else but for the fact that I had no idea how long I would be able to restrain myself. I tried to lay my mind bare and think of nothing but I found that I was slowly dying from the anticipation of wanting to see her. It was pretty much late and the entire pack house must be asleep. This was my chance to make it right
MARIAH'S POVSo this has been what I have been missing all along with him. It was not him being sick or anything because I had noticed his total withdrawal from things we all used to do. It seemed almost like Farrell had suddenly drawn into himself and had become a bigger shadow of himself in the past few days which was unlike him. No one saw him at the general table and yet I had been thinking he might be sick or perhaps even hoped it was all for my sake. How would I have come to the conclusion and finalization that it was something if this nature.If shame was a person right now, it would be me. When he had been about to enter, I could have guessed that my excitement knew no bounds. This Ira of a girl had been getting on my nerves as I had been on the bed and questioning her for coming to his room before he showed up. I wanted to understand if there was any shady businesses between them both but she insisted that it was the first time she was coming to his bedroom and had this super
FARRELL'S POVI stood there transfixed on the spot as I could not make anything out of what had just happened. I mean, it was literally confusing as it was funny. How possibly could it be that Mariah whom I had known to have dedicated a larger part of her life to wooing me would suddenly back out simply because she was a respecter of the hands of fate or at Les so she claimed. It was not adding up especially as I already knew that her brother was something of an opposite. He had been clear as to his no caring a little bit whether or not Ira was my mate. Perhaps then I was wrong. I had judged her without even giving her a chance to makes it up. Clearly, she was different but let's just hope I was not jumping into hasty conclusions in the sense that she just might have lied and had actually gone around to go fetch Micah and knowing how he gets, Ira and I would be as good as dead. Nothing was allowed to come in between Micah and his dreams of victory. Not even fate. I was still staring
IRA'S POV It had been a really awkward and confusing moment for me or perhaps in this context, for the both of us when the pesky lady had left. I could feel my blood rushing in my ears as I was really scared for myself. I had been through a lot of slavery time to come begin suffering another at this time. The pain I had been through coupled with all other past trauma scared the hell out of me. From her reactions, it was quite in the clear that she harboured strong feelings for Farrell and there was telling that he too cared about her. Although, not in the way which she did hers. I am a woman and I could tell what my gender gets capable of especially when jealous. Somehow, after she had left I was not just scared for myself but for Farrell. I had brought this upon him by showing up in his room unannounced. I had been the one whom knowing how he might have reacted to me, had defied all odds and sought him out at night in his bedroom.I had to speak to him and at least know his thought
FARRELL'S POVThe night sure as hell had been a really intense on as Ira and I could simply not get our hands off each other. Upon realization that she was a virgin, I felt so much emotions pulling through me all at once. I was worried, scared and still excited for the fact that no one had dared to touch my mate before she got to meet me finally. It was really a more exciting thing for my mate as he began to long for her even more. Clearly, our mate was pure and by all means, I had no control of everything that happened afterwards even when it got to the point of me marking her. That was totally unplanned for.It had suddenly happened when I had taken her from behind that I lost control and then took hold of her from behind still. I had my eyes fixed on the spot that I wanted to lay my mark on. It was right close to her neck area and a little lower. I had been watching with such anticipation and when I could bear it no more, I leant in and took the dip. It had been unexpected for her
ALPHA MICAH'S POVWaking up that morning to a guilty feeling was not how I had anticipated that my morning would be going. I had this feeling within me that I had been hurting Farrell and worst of all was that I had paid him no attention. These days, he no longer showed up for family meals and even when I had gone to his room once during his gaming time which I knew he would never actually miss, he had not been present. Clearly, the pain of losing his mate to me must have been overwhelming and I had the good feeling that he was keeping away because of me. The bond between mates was something that could not be hidden easily and I knew that should he and Ira be at the same table, it would spell doom for me and jeopardize all my plans. Farrell was actually doing me the greatest honor and favour by not showing up and all I need do was to repay him. I came down for breakfast that morning and had met the others already seated. Mariah and Ira were at one side while Zel whom I always insiste