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THEO POVWalking through the forest, all I can hear is the sounds of Andrew’s gentle breaths. The sound of our footsteps in the fallen leaves is the only noise I can distinguish. I am trying not to let my heart thaw, as I hold the orange paintball gun he gifted me.A stupid gift means nothing when he doesn’t love me back, and if he thinks it does, he’s naïve. Who does he think I am? ‘It is beautiful,’ Cerberus whimpers, my wolf already forgiving Andrew’s conflicted feelings. The weak bastard.‘That doesn’t matter,’ I argue with the roll of my eyes. Can this lovesick pup be serious? ‘Repeat after me. We cannot be bought.’‘No,’ he says assuredly, ‘you cannot be bought. I, however, am amenable to the arrangement.’‘Your pathetic,’ I sneer, but a part of me can’t stop the thaw in my heart at how close he stands. His scent of eucalyptus and mint wafting into nose, making me dizzy. Even with the anger, and awkward silence,“Are you going to ignore me all day?” Andrew questions, interrupting
MATT POVI can’t believe Charity shot me at point blank range with a fucking paintball gun. Fucking Fletcher always sticking his business where it doesn’t belong. Charity and I were doing just fine until his ugly rogue face came along.‘Debatable,’ Zeke retorts dryly, his unneeded opinions causing more turmoil than they’re worth.‘What’s that supposed to mean?’ I ask, getting real tired of his shit. ‘I thought you hated the bastard too?’‘The fucker is annoying, but…’ Zeke trails off, making me stop walking, completely confused by his wishy-washy attitude.‘But what?’ I demand, trying to keep my hand from flying around in frustration. The humans in the area staring at me with concerned looks as I carry my case absentmindedly through the parking lot. ‘I swear to the Goddess if you don’t answer me. But WHAT?’‘We didn’t exactly have Charity before, did we?’ he asks, leaving me in shock that he is really going to diminish what happened during her forced shift. Zeke is acting like none of
XANDER POVAres and I have been on cloud nine since this morning. I swear it’s so powerful I am glowing, while a rarely seen grin sits on my face. Nora’s number is scrawled on a piece of paper safely tucked in my pocket. Her boldness in giving it to me in front of the others still has a blush sitting on my cheeks.‘It’s hot,’ Ares growls, both of us still worked up from the kiss on the field. Taking everything in my power to restrain myself from making her scream my name in the middle of the field.Shaking my head to quiet the thoughts, and get rid of the raging boner forced into these snug jeans. Taking the stairs into Fletcher and I’s cabin two steps at a time. Racing to get inside to plan our date on Monday…maybe Simon could help me? The old bastard, having helped with every other “date like” moment we’ve had….why stop the tradition?Turning the handle into the home, Ares starts rattling off different ideas and menu options. Both of us are so distracted and pumped up on adrenaline t
XANDER POVFLASHBACKTHE MORNING OF NORA’S ARRIVAL IN SILVER RUNI’ve been pacing wildly since early this morning, waking in a cold sweat, and a burning that made me want to claw out my heart. The pain was barely manageable, breathing felt impossible.It’s been days, and I swear I am going insane with anxiety….I wanted to follow her, but I couldn’t risk it. Ares hasn’t talked to me, angry with my choices, but these people chose me to lead them.My collective is small, of sixty members, but they are family and I have a responsibility to protect them. While we are acclimating to living in Silver Run, we are still rogues among pack wolves. Some of which are not okay with the decision. Until Damon and Elle return is not safe to leave everyone alone without an Alpha around.‘And Nora is not safe without us around,’ Ares reminds me. ‘You're lucky she is coming back into the territory.’‘For Theo,’ I mutter with an eye roll. His interest in her is a blatant lie, a coverup to hide his actual r
NORA POV PRESENT TIME— MONDAY MORNING- DATE DAY The alarm doesn’t need to buzz for my limbs to spring from the bed like an energizer bunny. A type of joy bubbling in my heart that I haven’t felt in a long time….Maybe since my parents have been alive. Yesterday was agonizing. Even one day without Xander felt like a century. It slightly worries me I am falling this hard and fast for a man I barely know, a man that has secrets, a man who has a temper. I know I shouldn’t, but it’s too late. I thank the Goddess Elle had the forethought to bring my hairstylist here. The timing couldn’t have been more perfect, as Saturday night was supposed to be a wash night, which I usually I do, and instead I could relax while daydreaming about a certain Alpha. It couldn’t have been better with our first date tonight around the corner. Looking at the clock, I notice that it’s only six am. Letting my feet wander into the bathroom, bumbling as I search for the light. Flicking it on, my eyes blinking rap
NORA POVMy heels pace the carpeted floor, my eyes glancing at the clock for the fifth million time tonight. A silent prayer going to the Goddess when it reads 8:26 pm. Finally. Stopping, I look over myself in the full-length mirror. I don’t know if Xander picked out my outfit, or left this responsibility to Elle and Charity, but whoever chose this dress has immaculate taste. Smoothing down the pale purple satin dress with a scooped neckline, some of the fabric pooling at my chest. Pivoting to the side, I double check the low back, ensuring that none of the straps have twisted awkwardly.Simple white satin heels rest on my feet, and faux silver jewelry rests against my skin. Leaning in closer, I confirm that all of my make-up has been blended, ensuring I haven’t missed a spot. I kept things simple, with contour, neutral eyeshadows, and wings that would make AJ Crimson proud. To complete the look, I kept my lips a nude color, topping it with a nice glossy sheen.Staying with the theme,
NORA POV As if my words were the key to unlock a beast within, forcing the self-control he held onto to slither away. His eyes darken to the deepest onyx. Sitting on his heels, he slowly removes his jacket, his eyes locked on mine while goosebumps form along my skin. Sitting up, I kneel in front of him, my fingers closing around the knot of his tie, loosening it until I can pull it over his head. Without trepidation, my hands working quickly as I undo the buttons, savoring the feel of his chest underneath my palm. Xander’s eyes haven’t left me for a second, and I swear the longer he watches me, the more my heart does backflips. Knowing the effect he has on my body, he covers it with light touches, igniting a firestorm of electricity within. Goddess, it’s hard to concentrate with him so close. I cannot even imagine the delirium I would experience if I could smell his scent, too. Finishing with the buttons, I push the shirt off his shoulders before letting my fingers dance against hi
THEO POVMONDAY AFTERNOON- DATE DAY-PRESENT TIMETapping my phone screen, I find it devoid of messages, still. My foot tapping anxiously against the floor as I try to return my attention to the never ending pile of pack paperwork. It’s been two days..why hasn’t texted me? It’s been two days since the paintball game and our moment in the woods…I knew I shouldn’t have engaged in his bullshit…Goddess; I shake my head, trying to clear the negative thoughts forcing their way inside. Looking at the stack sitting in front of me, I can only imagine that Drew has the same kind on his desk. Although New Moon is a much smaller pack… I divert returning to the cynical.‘New Moon is also moving an entire pack,’ Cerberus reminds me, always quick to come to Drew’s defense.‘He could still text us,’ I grumble back, tired of his logical thinking and quick remarks.‘You haven’t texted him either,’ he retorts with a snap, missing Demitri as much as I miss Drew…I swear each day gets more agonizing than th