SYDNEY
Even after a long discussion pertaining why my mom and dad should just leave for somewhere safe and let my brother and I sort this mess out, they refused. Of course they refused. Willing to fight their own battles. If the threat was on their lives then they wanted to be responsible for neutralizing it as much as I would be. But I feared for them. The fear of losing either of my parents had my lungs heaving for air. I just couldn't bare the thought.
My brother had gone to work his magic with Alpha Quade. Playing the innocent brother who knew not of the happenings going on and only wanted permission to seek out his destined mate. I hoped that Alpha Quade didn't see right through my baby brother. He was putting his life on the line for our pack, for our parents, and for me. He wasn't only a brother to me but a best friend as well. Hell would freeze over before someone harmed him.
Dimitri, Ambrosia, and
SYDNEYI woke up with a start; thundering heart, cold sweat dripping down my body, hair damp, breathing heavy, and nerves shot. Victor was always awake, sitting in that antique chair at my window and staring at the beautiful full moon that lit up the room. Tonight, shifters would be at their strongest, the power of the full moon enhancing their abilities.Victor's body remained unmoving, even though he knew I had woken up. I pulled the sheets away, a chill greeting my bare skin. Grabbing my midnight blue silk gown from my closet, I padded my way toward the bathroom. He knew I was okay, I was always okay when it came to this sort of thing. Only Victor knew of the dreams. I had kept them a secret — not only the reoccurring one, but the ones I had when I was little. The one's that told me things. The same ones I recently began having again.I turned the faucet to the coldest setting and then stepped into the wat
SYDNEYLoud, incessant pounding on my bedroom door was what finally woke me. I groaned, rubbing my eyes with my fists in hopes that the sleep would fade quicker. My entire body felt weighted down, warmth and tingles caressing my creamy skin. Peeling my lids open, I found Victor's large arm across my chest. The white tank top I wore did nothing to stop the sparks from seeping through the material.A husky groan left his plump lips as he squeezed his eyelids shut, "I'll get rid of them," the sound of his groggy and raspy morning voice entered my head, sending a delectable shiver down my spine."No," I grunted, untangling myself from him to leave the bed, "It must be something important.""Or it could be Monica. If its Monica, I get to kill her," he perched himself up on his elbows, squinting his eyes against the bright morning sun leaking in from the windows. His blue orbs looked so much brighte
VICTORShe hated going down to the cells. Not because of the putrid smell — which would usually be the first thing a girl complained about — but her reason was different, far more obscure. She avoided the place until she couldn't avoid it no more. The woman living in there haunted her dreams every night, and although Sydney hadn't realized it, Lucille haunted my dreams to.She continued forward, chin up, head high, shoulders squared, and posture immaculate — her presence alone commanding authority and I wasn't even sure if she realized that. Half blood or not, she had the power and the will of an alpha in her veins and she used it well when need be, never abusing it. She had grown into an amazing, strong, independent young woman, one that set goals for herself and did whatever it took to achieve them.I wasn't certain when it happened or how, but watching her grow up, always being there for her, having me wra
SYDNEYI walked out of the cell, looking down the dark hall. My heart stilled, goosebumps littering my soft flesh. With a sigh, I turned my gaze to Victor. His face held no knowledge of my thoughts. It had taken me a long while, but I somehow managed to build a mental block between us. The block wasn't steel strong, more paper thin to be exact but he felt it and didn't push to tear it apart.He rose an eyebrow in question and I sighed, finally allowing my squared shoulders to drop. Mom made the whole badass thing look so easy but it took a lot out of me. I frowned, unable to look back at the two men being chained with silver. It hurt me to do this to their beasts, to put their lives at risks just because their humans were imbeciles.I knew Sylvain would get what I asked done, removing the emptied syringes from the cell as well. He would get the best warriors in our pack to stand guard. If he could, he woul
SYDNEY"YOU DID WHAT?" My father's voice reverberated through the study, bouncing off the walls and echoing in my head. He did exactly what I had expected off him; hurling his white fist into the dry wall and not even flinching as it basically pulverized a hole into it.I couldn't help but jump at hearing the voice that never once raised at me before now screaming my ears off. Victor went rigid beside me, torn between protecting me and not disrespecting my dad. I sent him a smile in appreciation, allowing my fingers to tangle with his. In him I found safety, protection, and love. Right now, all I needed was the love because I knew my dad would never harm me."Silas," Grace gasped in more outrage than anything else. Her brows stitched together and her jaw ticked. I could tell by the pensive look masking her face that she was finding the best way to handle my father's anger fueled thoughts and actions. With
SYDNEYThe words Zen had said played on my mind. It was a recording, on a constant loop, never giving me rest. I spent the rest of the day distracted. Extra training had been scheduled — not only to train the human and wolf form but to also help the members of my pack use their unique abilities to their fullest extent. If I learnt anything over the past few days, it was that any advantage my pack had, I had to utilize it. Not doing so would prove to be fatal.I overlooked the training after bidding my brother and Zen goodbye. Sylvain didn't trust Zen, which meant that my dad — very unwillingly — had to put Zen under an Alpha King command; something that wasn't broken very easily. You had to have a very strong wolf that wasn't submissive to be able to resist my father's commands.Even still, Sylvain cautioned himself and kept his guard up. Before leaving, I had discussed the possibility of
SYDNEYWhen my lids finally peeled open I was greeted with blinding white. With the white came the unpleasant smell of the sterile room I fell asleep in. Realization of where I was dawned on me quickly and I jolted up from my uncomfortable position. My stiff muscles ached with the sudden movement, a hiss slipping past my lips as I began rubbing the back of my neck."I was about to wake you," Lucille's soft voice caught my attention. She sounded better than she did the day we — or more like I — released her from her captivity.I stared at her dumbfounded for a quick second before regaining my senses, "I, uh, I'm not sure why I'm here.""It's okay. It's an unexpected visit, I'll admit that but I'll take it," her eyes darted behind me, landing on something at the door, "I guess he doesn't leave your side then, does he?"Following her line of sight, I found Victor
SYDNEYI dressed into a sports bra and yoga tights, ready for training. It didn't help that all Victor wore was a pair of sweats, the upper half of his toned body on full display. I did my best to ignore what he looked like and how much his appealing structure turned me on in so many ways but it was difficult. All I wanted to do, all I could picture was allowing myself to run my hands across the plains of his abdominal muscles, kissing every inch of him.I had never felt such a strange surge of lust before. It felt stronger than any other emotion possessing my body and that scared me. As much as it felt good to be attracted to him in that way, it didn't feel normal. I could best describe it as primal and I wondered if my werewolf side had anything to do with that.We walked out onto the clearing behind the pack house which made up the massive backyard. The space was large enough for mom to hold her trainin