"We should have fucking known. fuck!" He continued to slam against the wall, and I was sure it would make much more significant dents with each blow.He stopped hands on his knees, breathing heavily, sweat dripping down his hair to the floor.He straightened up, looking a little calmer but still scary. "He sent you?" as a spy?"I shook my head in denial at the tip of my tongue. What was he saying? Maybe I should tell him I left the pack years ago because the Luna hunted me."You speak; I hurt you."I pushed my back into the wall, trying to still my breath. "Since you came, Iris, bad things have happened."The tears were threatening to fall. "Well, sorry, you forced me here, remember?""That makes up for you spying on Blood Canine for Silver Mystic? For Reid? How close were you to him, Huhn? He gave you all you need?!""I am not a spy," the tears finally fell, "all I want to say is that Reid can't do that to women and children; it's against everything he believes in.""Both of you are o

"I have to be here," my voice echoed. "A lot of things happened since I left Silver Mystic; I'm not the same person I used to be."I heard his footsteps behind me and felt him wrap his hands around my waist, his breath against my neck, making me yank myself away from his hold."Please don't do that; you have a mate," and so did I, but I wasn't going to tell him that.He dragged his hand down his face, flushed with embarrassment."Iris, I want you back at Silver Mystic.""And I won't let you merge your pack because of me." My voice turned conspiratorial: "Blood Canine might be destroyed soon."The silence followed was loud and expected; only one thing bugged me: how would I tell him I saw it in a vision and was a witch?I searched his face and noticed he didn't look too surprised; he was shrugging it off as if he had known all along."Well, Iris, no one told me about the attack. I came here to warn the Alphas. Vampires were seen taking silver ammunition up to blood canine."My brows we

IRIS"I wonder if these crazy people don't notice they shouldn't twirl around, all because it's a damn festival!" I scowled beside Zelda, covering her face with her veil as we marched to the temple.She chuckled beside me, the first I had heard since we came out of the house with Orion and another of the pack's guards behind us.My white gown and veil were lent to me by Zelda; no shocker, she had a wardrobe full of them, making me wonder if she lived in the temple. Right now, I was at war with my veil as it kept slipping down and showing off my hair."Artemis' birthday isn't just a festival, Iris. It's more like a cleansing ceremony," she said, pushing me with her full hips.Mistakenly, I crashed against one of the men with colorful attire, rolling around like they were possessed, making it impossible for ordinary people to pass through."Oh my goddess, I'm so sorry, Iris." Zelda had her hand over her mouth as the man helped me up and continued his swirling."Watch out!" I said playful

She shuddered, cold even though she had been wrapped in Aidan's jacket. She stared at her hands, wanting the tears to fall from her face so she could understand her grief better, but she wasn't in the right state of mind since Zelda's body was discovered, and it was already evening.She glanced at the empty room, the room she and Zelda had shared the night before, before Zelda, onto her morning routine, sneaked out of bed, and that was the last she saw her alive.She sniffed in grief, finally letting reality settle in: Zelda was dead, strangled without pity, and left on the ground like a piece of trash—all of which happened in this damn pack."I let you down, Zelda. I'm so sorry." She hugged herself on the bed, tears wetting her sheets, staring at the white ceiling and gold-trimmed walls."He's not the person we all think he is," Zeldas repeatedly in her head. What had she been trying to tell her? She knew Atlas wanted the baby removed, but was he willing to go that far?He could do an

I watched them stare at each other in distrust, none looking so sure of themselves as Orion and Eric rubbed their hands together in anxiety, ready to search the Alphas.Amongst the rumbling water and swaying leaves, Tristan asked, "And what if nothing happens? What if it's all a bluff? What if the goddess Artemis sent nothing?" Atlas sneered at him: "Are you scared, brother? You have something on you, don't you?"Tristan smirked, "There are more chances that you think with your head for that to happen."Aidan raised his hands, beaconing on Eric, to begin with, him, his face raised to the sky as Eric's hands went down on his body, searching around, digging into his pockets.Finding nothing, he straightened his coat, arranged the black leather collar, and turned to us, saying, "Your turn.""There's nothing on me," Tristan shrugged. "Check out Atlas; considering what Iris said, shouldn't he be the suspect?""Admitting you're too weak-willed to do something as brave as that?" Atlas said s