The Heartless Alpha and His Banished Luna

Damian After another four years... It was impossible for someone to go completely without a trace, but Clover managed to do it. Even her own parents were unable to locate her. She suddenly vanished one day and could not be found for several years after her disappearance. To be precise, four years of your life have passed. Murphy, the wolf that resides within me responded. Since I first put my hands on Clover, he had been giving me a hard time and making my life difficult. What the actual fuck is the matter with you? I inquired of him, but rather than providing the customary response, he merely declined to comment. Since Clover departed, Murphy and I have had many disagreements and argued at every opportunity we've had. Thankfully, however, he has continued to work with me through land disputes, training, and fights; nonetheless, that is as far as our relationship has progressed. However, this is only the tip of the iceberg in terms of the problem. The primary problem was that Murphy wouldn't even let me mark Nyra or release our seeds so that we might make progeny while she had him inside of her. It was really embarrassing, but ever since then, things have continued to be like that. I was able to bite her, but I never marked her, and we were able to have sex together, but that was the extent of our relationship. To put it another way, I could fuck her for hours, but Murphy wouldn't let me release my sperm inside of her no matter how hard I tried. For the past four years, I've been dealing with it in this manner, and it's become increasingly frustrating — far too frustrating for someone who already has a lot on his shoulders. As if that wasn't awful enough, Murphy wouldn't shut up about inviting Clover, and after a few years of becoming the leader of the pack, I finally gave in to his demands and agreed to bring Clover. I wanted offspring, therefore if the presence of Clover was the only way that Murphy would permit me to fucking impregnate Nyra, then that was great with me. I needed offspring. The way that things came to an end between Clover and I was messed up, but she didn't give me much of a choice in the matter. It was necessary for me to carry out these tasks, but I never intended for her to be expelled from the community in the first place. How could I possibly? She meant more than just a satisfying sexual encounter. She was a childhood acquaintance of mine, and after a while I saw that I was becoming increasingly attracted to her. On the other hand, she abruptly left that day, and despite my best efforts, I was unable to locate her for years. That was the case up until today, when my beta, Colter, unearthed a recent photo of her and pinpointed the spot where she was when it was taken. "Hungary? She fucking lived her entire life in Hungary?" I let out a shout, obviously infuriated by the fact that not only was she able to flee the entirety of the state of Georgia, but she was also able to flee the entirety of the country. It was a picture that my gamma, Easton, snapped with his phone when he was watching the news from around the world. It just so happened that Richard was strolling behind the reporter at the time, waving at someone who couldn't be seen in the camera. Clover then ducked out of the way, and the rest, as they say, is history. "Yep!" Colter said in a nonchalant manner as he popped the letter "P," and I had to exercise self-control in order to refrain from hitting him for acting like a haughty brat in front of me. What else have you picked up from this experience? I inquired since it was obvious that I was completely captivated by the woman in the photo. She appeared to have grown quite a little taller and had even more lean muscular mass than before. She was clearly femininely fit and even appealing despite the fact that she wasn't precisely big. And for some reason, that infuriated me, or more accurately, she infuriated me. She used to be skinnier and shorter, but she always had the demeanor of a man who was six feet five inches tall. And don't even get me started on her beautiful, wavy, red hair that seemed like it was swaying in the wind. She had a stunning appearance that was distinct from others, but there was something else about her as well. Something that I was unable to identify simply by glancing at the photograph. Clover... Murphy mumbled with enthusiasm, and I just rolled my eyes at how enticing he sounded to me in my head. Put an end to your swooning over her because she is not our partner! "What are the chances of bringing her back into the pack lands and into the United States?" Barking came out of my mouth as I kept staring fiercely at her photograph. "I'm sorry, but what is it that you want to do right now?" Colter inquired while seeming totally bewildered. I yelled at him, "Bring her back," as my intense eyes turned to focus on him. "Okay... why?" "Why shouldn't they? She was still a member of the pack, and as a result, she had obligations to fulfill for the pack. It's possible that I'll need her for another crucial work as well "I responded while maintaining a blank expression and staring blankly at Colter. "If you say so. With response to your inquiry, I do not believe there would be a difficulty in doing so. I believe that all that needs to be done is for us to have a conversation with the alpha who rules over the region." Colter provided a response. Do you believe that he accepted her into their pack as one of their own members? I let out a growl because the thought of her being a member of another pack drove me absolutely bonkers and made me angry. As I previously stated, I did not send her away. I just issued a threat to expel her, and as a result, technically speaking, she was still a member of my pack. However, if she hadn't gone in such a manner, I would have made her the beta position, just like her father was. "That is something about which I am not completely certain, but it is feasible because, as you can see, she has not become a criminal and is most likely leading a happy life," the speaker said. After Colter's response, my fists were so tense that I was on the verge of pulling blood from them. As soon as my eyes returned to the photo of Clover being candid, I issued the following command: "Then let's fucking talk to the alpha and get her the fuck back as in today." As soon as I saw it, I had the want to fold it up into a ball, but I think that Murphy was the one who was preventing me from doing so. I mean, there was no way that I could ignore the relationship that he had with Richard Moore. Even though I shared that connection with her, I never considered it as anything more than a simple friendship between us. But did I love Nyra, and did I acknowledge that she was my soul mate? It's Possible... That You Have Delusions. Murphy snorted as soon as the ideas were brought out into the open between me and my inner wolf, and because I didn't have the energy to dispute with him any longer, I just shoved him back into my subconscious where he had been hiding. "Imagine for a moment that I was successful in my attempt to negotiate our entry into their territory. What would take place if it turned out that Clover was actually one of them now?" Colter inquired, and it took me some time to tear my eyes away from the disgusting snapshot that Clover had taken of herself. "When we reach our destination, we'll proceed across the bridge. For the time being, determine who the alpha is and submit your findings to me within the day "Before turning my back on him, I issued a command. Before leaving, he mumbled something under his breath that translated to "I don't like the sound of it." I could understand his rage, considering that there was a possibility that we would end up at war with another pack due to Clover's actions, but I was in a hopeless situation. When I was going to take another look at Clover's picture, I got the distinct impression that Nyra was close. As a result, I swiftly tucked the picture away below some papers in the drawer of my desk and kept it from view. Nyra began by saying, "You don't need to pretend you know," as soon as she opened the door to my office. After that, she moved closer to my desk and continued her statement. "I heard everything that was said, and I guess all I wanted to know was why it was said." I pretended that I didn't understand what she was talking about by cocking my head to the side and pretending as though I didn't know what she was talking about because it was conceivable that she was just attempting to act as though she knew everything in order to get me to reveal the information. Due to the frequency with which events of this nature occurred, I was very familiar with this. Because Nyra was a con artist in that way, everyone, including myself, needed to exercise extreme caution around her. "What do you mean?" Nyra scoffed as she leaned her hips against the edge of my workstation and said, "Oh, please." "No, do tell, Nyra. What exactly do you have knowledge of?" I confronted her while staring her in the eye and issuing a challenge. Another thing that we were unable to accomplish was sense what the other person was going through. We were able to communicate with one another through mind-link, but that was the extent of the connection that could be established. All of these messes are a direct result of the fact that my inner wolf refused to accept her as my mate. "I'm not dumb, Damian. You might be the alpha, but I'm the luna in this pack "She laughed as she began to move around the desk so that she could sit on my lap, and then she proceeded to do so. Murphy hissed and growled, trying to fling Nyra off of me, but I held him down because he wanted to see that I picked Nyra as our mate. Eventually, Murphy relented and let go of Nyra. I did that four years ago, and therefore it was necessary for him to finally acknowledge this fact. She kindly mentioned this as she touched my shirt as if there was a lint she was getting rid of while acting as if there was a lint she was getting rid of. "The rumor has it that you want to bring back Clover to the pack." "It is not a fabrication. I will bring her back with me "I gave a resounding response. "Ah, I see... If you go ahead and do that, you'll be sorry for the rest of your life that you made that choice "She gave me a sinister grin before coming in for a slow, sloppy kiss on the lips, and I came dangerously close to gagging on my own saliva. I can't count how many times I've fucked Nyra, but not once has it been enough to satiate my craving. It was getting harder for me to enjoy fucking her or even kissing her since I felt like I should be doing it and our intimate interactions were becoming more of a chore for me. It wasn't because she didn't have a good appearance. I didn't think that was the case, so my best opinion is that it was probably because of Murphy and his irrational preoccupation with locating Clover. "Are you trying to intimidate me?" The moment she pulled away from the kiss, I scoffed in amazement and snorted. "Not at all, my cherished alpha. This is not intended as a threat; rather, I am only stating a truth "She murmured something before slowly standing up, most likely to leave; nevertheless, I couldn't allow her have the last say at this point in time, could I? Consequently, I quickly grasped her wrist and dragged her down till we were looking at each other eye to eye. "Nyra, you must not believe that you are able to address me in that manner. You're getting lost in the conversation, "I giggled to myself as I shoved her out of the way before continuing. I turned my back on her as I made my way towards the wide window that looked out over the garden. I did not have the time in the world to play the role of the devoted husband or partner that she desired. I have never done so, and I never intend to. More importantly, I was on the edge of losing control over Murphy, and thus Nyra had to get out of my face as quickly as possible before my inner wolf did something that couldn't be undone. "Get the fuck out," I ordered in a hushed voice.

Clover I heaved a breath as I desperately attempted to keep a low profile. It was hard for me to imagine that Colter and Easton were wandering about the neighborhood close to the flat where I reside. To the best of my knowledge, the Crescent Pack had no dealings whatsoever with the packs that lived in Hungary, which is why I was taken aback when I saw them walking through the streets as if they were the rightful owners of the city. What the heck are they trying to accomplish in this place? While ducking and sprinting away from Evander's sight, I asked him a question. Don't bother asking me about it because I've been right here with you the whole time. Evander responded with sarcasm, and as much as I wanted to despise her, I had to admit that she was correct. Her assumption was just as plausible as mine. I hadn't been living here as a she-wolf for the years that had passed. Despite the fact that I was everything but typical, I pretended to be a straightforward normal human being by working a standard nine to five job. I was in such a desperate need to be able to shift right now so that I could get away from these people more quickly, but I couldn't do it because I was surrounded by them. As a result, picking that path wasn't the best choice. Because humans were unaware of our existence or thought that we could only be found in stories and films, shifting would not only draw the notice of Colter and Easton, but it would also be a violation of the rules. Even in Hungary, werewolves followed a set of norms, the most important of which was to avoid drawing attention to themselves at all costs. Since I got away from the group, I made the decision to leave the nation so that Damian wouldn't be able to figure out where I was hiding. When he told me that he wanted to exile me, something in me sparked, and that's when I pledged that he would never get the opportunity to get to know our kid, Lennox. I determined that he would never get the chance to get to know our baby. It makes no difference to me if he lives or dies. Because Evander had been telling me that I was his genuine mate ever since I reached sixteen, he knew for a fact that I was his true mate. Evander had been telling me that I was his true mate ever since I turned sixteen. That was also the reason why I gave him my virginity card, not that the fact that I was still a virgin made any difference. I mean, for crying out loud, I was a werewolf, which means that sex was an integral part of who I was both as a beast and as a being. Both he and I shared a unique connection, and it wasn't just the connection that comes from having childhood buddies in common. It went far beyond than that. However, he picked another woman as his mate and drove me out of the pack as a result. As soon as Lennox was born, I realized that it was my responsibility to safeguard him. It was not only necessary for me to defend him from Damian, but also most importantly against Nyra. Because only the Moon Goddess knew what she would do to my kid if she ever found out, I had no choice but to take action in order to get them as far away as possible from where I resided. To my good fortune, Lennox was still with Jude, the buddy in whom I place the most trust. Okay, he was more than a friend; in fact, he was my human fuck buddy next door, and because of this, I knew that my son would be kept out of harm's way. "I truly apologize. Excuse me, "I hushed a couple that was walking by as I ducked in front of them and whispered something to them while they stared at me like I was a crazy woman, and they were probably right to think that about me. Before I really started walking, I called Jude to let him know that I was going to be running behind schedule and I looked between the alleyways and the streets as I thought about where I should be heading to avoid them. "Clover?" He responded while showing signs of yawning. Listen, I'm in a bit of a jam, so if you wouldn't mind keeping an eye on Lennox for a little while longer for me, I'd really appreciate it. "Not even close... That wouldn't be a problem at all, "Another yawn came out of his mouth. "I am grateful." He began his response with "No, probably," but I didn't wait for him to complete because I was obviously in a rush at the time. After that, I gave the area another look, and when I noticed that they were moving in the opposite direction, I quickly started running towards the direction of the park so that I could remain unseen. I continued to run until I was totally out of sight with the purpose of hiding in the midst of the thickly wooded portion so that in the event that I needed to fight, I would be able to transform without worrying about being discovered by people. Because I was responsible for Lennox's safety in whatever event, I had to make sure that I was always prepared for any scenario that could arise. But as soon as I arrived, there were already three werewolves there, and they fully blocked my route. I had no doubt in my mind that these werewolves were members of the Crescent Pack at that very moment. There was no way to refute it because they had that unmistakable odor of a pack. In case anyone was curious, each pack had a unique odor that distinguished them from those of other packs; however, this odor was not the same as the odor that a werewolf would associate with his or her mate. It was a bouquet of aromas, much like various types of flowers, even though packs typically do not smell like flowers. "Who are you, and what do you wish to accomplish?" I inquired as I moved back a few paces. I wasn't planning on escaping; all I needed was to adjust my stance in order to properly protect myself against my attacker. When Colter suddenly answered from behind me, "The alpha requests for you to come back with us," I gave myself a mental kick in the rear for forgetting that the guys in front of me had alerted them the moment they stepped out of the trees. "The alpha requests for you to come back with us," Colter said. I gradually shifted my focus to Colter, and as soon as I was fully facing him, the grin on his face grew even broader. "Hi, Clover. Long time no see, "he mentioned it, and as I was listening, I had a fleeting mental image of the former Colter. The younger Colter didn't give a damn about anything in the world. He was well aware that Damian was intending to appoint him as a trusted general or commanding chief, as humans referred to such positions. Even though he didn't have to really battle for the position because it was going to be handed on to him by his gamma parents much like I would've been Damian's beta, he was the proudest he'd ever been of himself. Even though he didn't have to really fight for the job. Luna, not beta. Evander objected as I tightly closed my eyes in an effort to block myself from remembering the past. I did not attempt to dispute with her nor did I correct her. I just wanted them gone as soon as possible, both from this location and the country, so that I wouldn't have to deal with them anymore. But more importantly, I wanted to make sure that my son was hidden and out of harm's way. I ventured a guess and pointed first at Colter, then at Easton, but neither of them responded to my question. "Let me guess, beta and gamma," I said. Easton screamed, "Come with us, Clover," and that angered the living daylights out of me. "Come with us!" But Easton? Colter was perfectly within his rights to direct my actions. When we were younger, we felt sorry for him and decided to be friends with him even though he was the type of child that no one wanted to hang out with. He was more of a loner than the other kids. Regardless of whether or not he liked it, this did not alter the reality that he remained lower on our ranks than the rest of us. I gave him a sneer and said, "Since I am no longer a member of your pack, you no longer have any authority over me," but all that did was make Colter laugh. "Oh, shit! During all those years, you really believed that Damian had cast you out, didn't you?" His laugh came from deep in his throat, and it was the most repulsive sound I had ever heard in my entire life. It caused me to clench my teeth in disgust. Even if Nyra's laugh was the worst of the worst, Colter's laughter at me made me want to unleash Evander on him. Actually, Nyra's laugh was the worst of the worst. Clover, as Easton put it to her, "you were not expelled." I didn't have to figure that out because it was quite evident that Damian hadn't disowned me as a pack member and that she still considered me to be a part of the pack. "Yeah, so? I ditched the pack when I fled away, which means I established my own network of allies here. Therefore, I am a member of the White River pack, if nothing else "I gave a casual shrug, which prompted Colter and Easton to burst out laughing. "No. With all due respect, you're going to have to come along with us whether you like it or not "Colter gave a blank expression. "You're going to show up whether you like it or not, any way. It depends entirely on your decision, "Easton issued a warning. I could have gotten away from them in a couple different ways, but swapping positions and immediately assaulting wouldn't have worked. As a result, I acted as though I was participating in the activity. Nevertheless, whenever I came across a chance, I made it a point to seize it. Never in a million years would I consider returning to Damian and his group! "You made the right decision," commended Colter as he signaled to me with an outstretched arm that I should begin to go ahead of them. "Good choice." I steadied myself by taking a deep breath and observing each of them in the strictest of confidence. It was necessary for me to be with the individuals who were the least capable of the group in order to ensure that we would fall behind. It would be more difficult to assess the situation if I walked in front of them, so I needed to think quickly. I said this to him as I had my arms crossed over my chest. "You lead the way, I don't know anything about where we're going," I said to him. Colter gave Easton and the rest of us a grin and said, "As you wish." Then he started walking ahead of us, followed by the rest of us.

Damian After sending Colter and Easton off to Hungary three days ago, I still haven't received any word from them as of at this moment. It would only take a few hours for me to get an update when I sent warriors and one of them in the past, but things had changed recently, and the situation was growing increasingly frustrating. Why in the hell are they taking so much longer? Even Murphy was not showing any signs of slowing down. Instead, he kept stirring inside me. It had gotten to the point where he was more impatient than I was, and because of this, it was dangerous for me to be around anyone at this point because I could wind up killing someone. My mental health was deteriorating in this way as a direct result of Murphy's conduct. I was in a very angry state all the time, and Nyra's presence did nothing to calm me down. She has evolved into a real pain in the behind these days. She warned me over and over again that reuniting Clover with the pack would be disastrous, but I simply did not have the emotional or physical capacity to deal with her at this time. I couldn't care less if she went on a rant for as long as she liked since I wouldn't give a damn about it. What exactly did she know about being in the front of the pack? The Murphy hissed, and he was absolutely correct. She did nothing but flaunt her rank and used it as an opportunity to draw attention to herself. She was both unqualified and qualified for the role at the same time. Simply put, I required her to be my luna as part of the terms of our agreement, which demand for us to do more than just become mates. I was obligated to keep this information to myself in order to preserve my position among the pack. Having said that, she needed to have the understanding that throwing a tantrum was not going to bring her anything she desired, regardless of how much she cried about it. For us to make progress and have heirs in the future, Nyra only needed to understand that bringing back Clover was essential to our success. In addition, if she wanted to earn my mark for us to become genuine mates, she was going to have to enroll in the program. Another hour passed, and I was still in the dark about what was going on, so I began walking back and forth across my office floor. Even though they haven't been able to locate her just yet, I instructed Colter to check in with me periodically and give me a call. Even though I had no reason to be anxious, I was feeling it anyhow. They had to perform a miracle in order to bring her back to us because there wasn't much time left and we were running out of it. We were given a maximum of five days to look for Clover by the pack that was in command of the region, and they made it very clear that they would not assist us in our search efforts in any way. Although I believed that they could have been more flexible, the situation was what it was. When the phone finally rang, I was so annoyed that I was about to toss it out of frustration. However, I didn't hesitate to answer it right away in the hopes that it would be the news I had been anticipating all along. "Yeah?" I quickly responded out of impatience. Colter heaved a sigh as he said, "We have an issue." "You have a problem?! What do you mean by that?!!" As soon as the words came out of my mouth, the anger spread throughout my entire body and caused me to shake. I had to take a few deep breaths in order to stop myself from moving and going insane several times. After injuring one of our soldiers, she was able to evade capture and make her escape. After Colter had finished explaining, I completely lost it. "You had one job! There was only ever going to be one of her, but there were five of you. What the hell is going on, Colter?" I yelled out a few commands after giving a roaring roar. We were werewolves, for screaming out loud; therefore, even if she managed to get away, it shouldn't be too difficult to track her down and bring her back. "Text me your precise fucking location and don't leave until I tell you to!" "Don't leave until I tell you to!" I did not want an answer from him, so I simply hung up the phone, and without giving anything else much thought, I went straight to find my father. I had never gone more than a short distance away from the pack, with the exception of times when I was abroad on official business; even then, it was only in the regions that were close by. However, if this continued, it seemed like I would have no choice except to fly to Hungary and handle things on my own. As I entered their home, the first thing I said was, "Father." "Damian, what brings you to this place?" My dad questioned me as he set the book he was reading down on the table beside him. "What do you think?" "I'll be going to Hungary at the same time as Colter and Easton. They were not successful in dealing with Clover "I proceeded to explain without missing a beat. It wasn't because Colter and Easton were unable to do it; if that were the case, I wouldn't have chosen them to be my beta and gamma, would I? It's possible that Richard Moore was just too much for everyone to handle, especially considering that, whether or not any of us admitted it, she was a formidable warrior. She did not rely just on her physical prowess but instead utilized her intelligence far more than anything else. It's possible that another factor, namely the fact that Colter used to get along well with her, prevented him from inflicting pain on her just for the sake of bringing her back with them. Do you know of any other people that shared her circle of friends with her? You! The screams and taunts from Murphy caused me to take a few deep breaths and repeat the process so that I could concentrate on my father and the words I was about to say. My father cast a thoughtful glance in my direction, most likely to ascertain whether or not I was being serious. He was aware that I was dealing with a lot of pressure and a sufficient amount of troubles already. He was aware of what Murphy had been up to ever since Clover had left, and despite how much I detested it, I was starting to feel like a major failure as a result of it. "Do you seriously believe that reintroducing her to the mix would improve things for you?" Finally, my father put in the request. "No, but it's definitely something worth trying." As soon as he heard these comments, he gave a shake of the head and stood to come closer to me. Even though he was one inch shorter than me, my father was just as strong as any other alpha that had ever lived. Even though he no longer possessed the obligations of the alpha position or the position itself, he was still seen to be just as authoritative within the pack as I was. "I can empathize with how difficult things are for you right now, and I wish I could go back in time and change some things. Nevertheless, for what it's worth, I hope everything works out for the best in the end "Before he left me alone to think about what he had said, he stated in a collected manner. He was aware that something was about to take place, but in the manner of a parent who had taught me how to become self-reliant and how to think creatively, he wanted me to sort things out on my own. "What on earth does that even imply?" I attempted to question him, but he had already disappeared from view. I was aware that we had reached the conclusion of our conversation, and as a result, I rushed straight back to my house to get the things I required before going to see Clover's parents. Despite the fact that they were unaware of Clover's precise whereabouts, it was clear that they maintained communication with her. That didn't even cross my mind because I'm not nearly as barbaric as some people are. Clover would not provide any information, not even in response to my threats to murder them or expel them from the premises. She was fully aware of the fact that doing something like that to her parents would put me in an awkward situation with my own parents, and by awkward situation, I mean that I would be expelled myself. Since Clover wasn't actually expelled, I lacked the authority to issue similar directives to her parents unless they had seriously violated an established policy. In that case, I would have been justified. I guess all I wanted to know was whether or not Clover had gotten in touch with them today, and that was the reason I was headed there in the first place. I didn't give a damn about the possibility that they might tell her that I was on my way to see her. Even if she made an effort to cover up her odor, I would still be able to pick it up readily as long as we were in the same nation, city, or general vicinity. "What the devil do you think you're doing?" Before I could make it out the door, Nyra let out a screech. I responded without looking at her and said, "Hungary, for business." "Business? And you didn't even thought to tell me about it or extend an invitation for me to accompany you?" She inquired with a snide tone. The answer that I gave in a low voice was, "If I needed you to come, then I would've invited you already." She let out an acerbic chuckle as she asked, "Oh, I'm sorry, but since when is alpha allowed to make choices without his luna?" As soon as I realized what she was doing, I spun around and got in her face. My nose began to itch. Right then and there, I had the strong want to suffocate her. In point of fact, I've had the want to suffocate her for some time now, but it's not because of some sort of sexual fetish. I have seriously been debating whether or not I should disconnect her breathing apparatus in order to get her to be quiet. "I want to make sure you understand this, Nyra. You may be the luna, but I hadn't marked you as my mate just yet, so please just sit here and look nice while I take care of the business that needs to be taken care of "I growled at her before turning my back on her and walked away. She teased me by saying, "I won't be here when you come back," and in response, I let out a frightening laugh. "Nyra, does this constitute yet another danger? Be sure that you can back up what you say with actions, you fearless luna "I responded with taunts of my own just because I couldn't help myself. Because of the fact that she has always been a whiny and needy bitch, I didn't feel the need to sugarcoat whatever it was that it was that I wanted to say at this point. If she had been sufficiently intelligent, then she would have realized that I was doing this for the benefit of us and the pack as a whole. "Oh, I will, Damian. If I'm still here when you get back, I'll definitely come up with something even more intricate to make you furious, just in case I haven't already!" I didn't bother answering; instead, I jumped into my truck, slammed the door, and drove off without turning around. I didn't even bother to look back.

Clover I barely escaped in time before they caught me. One of the warriors that Colter and Easton were with gave me the opportunity to take him down so that I could escape his hands and run as fast as I could. That is the only reason why. I couldn't say that I was surprised that he fell for my trap. Because he was so young, I had a feeling he was a rookie. He couldn't have been older than eighteen. The problem was that if you were a male wolf that had recently turned eighteen, your hormones would be roaring out of control. Therefore, the need to have sex was always going to be there, even if it wasn't the task you were intended to handle. This was the case regardless of whether or not you were supposed to handle it. Consider the case of Damian. Because, in all honesty, I had no chance of defeating all five of them through combat, I can only attribute my escape from the predicament to sheer good fortune. I just murmured some filthy words to the little wolf, and now here I am, running for my life once more and making my way back to the apartment after being apart from it for a number of hours so that I can quickly get my child and from Hungary as soon as possible. They wouldn't look any further than this point. I mused as I made sure that everything was in order before moving up to the second level of my building to enter my flat and get dressed in preparation for going to Jude's place. Because I had been absent for six hours, I had a good reason to believe that Easton or Colter, along with the other people, had moved on to another location. They most likely went to the next city over, mistaking it for the location where I had supposedly fled to. My odor wouldn't betray me since not only was I an expert at masking it, but I also used scents that interfered with a werewolf's ability to smell properly. This ensured that my true identity would never be discovered. As a preventative measure, I sprayed them on both myself and Lennox each and every day. It wasn't nice to do that, especially since it screwed with my sense of smell on occasion as well, but it was necessary in order for the two of us to remain concealed. "Jude, Lennox?" As soon as I stepped foot inside Jude's flat, I immediately gave a call. Things were rather peaceful, despite the fact that I could tell from the flickering lights coming from the living room that the television was on. I was in the living room. "Guys?" I yelled more forcefully. As I made my way around the corridor, the lack of a response from anyone caused my heart rate to quicken. Despite the fact that I could smell both Jude and my kid in the living room, neither of them were there. I crept into the kitchen on my tiptoes while mulling through the several reasons that no one was answering my knocks on the door. It was getting close to midnight, so it's likely that they were sound sleeping by this point. There was also the possibility that they wanted to pull a trick on me because that was the only thing they ever did, which was play jokes on other individuals. After confirming that there was nobody in the kitchen, I moved discretely in the direction of the guest room. Even though I hated to admit it, I was starting to grow nervous about the possibility that the pack had finally located Lennox and had decided to use him as leverage against Damian by bringing him back to him. My parents were the only ones who knew about my pregnancy, but they had kept it a secret from everyone else for the past many years. No one else knew about it. At one time, they attempted to convince me to divulge the information to Damian; nevertheless, I maintained my stance, and as a result, they were forced to keep their tongues shut as well. I was aware that it was a lot for them to handle and that they were missing their grandchild, whom they had never met or seen, but despite the fact that it broke my heart to do so, it was an undesirable but necessary task that I had to complete. I took a long, deep breath in and pricked up the hairs on the back of my neck in order to raise my sense of smell above all the other odors and zero in on the specific odor that didn't come from Jude or Lennox. I cautiously opened the door to the guest room after I realized there was nothing unusual that I could hear or smell. I almost fell over when I saw Lennox asleep on the bed. I was startled when I recognized Jude's voice and said, "Hey." "Jesus! You should probably give that girl a heads-up, don't you think? "As I turned to face Jude, who was trying very hard not to laugh, I let out a gasp. After that, he demonstrated to me that he was not a threat by raising both palms above his head and smiling even bigger at me. "What's up with him?" I asked in a hushed voice so as not to wake up my sleeping son. "In all honesty, it's pretty good. Despite the fact that he had a lot of energy, he was really well behaved "He let out a snort. "Is there anything you need?" Even though I maintained a smile the entire time, Jude must have been able to tell that I was uncomfortable. Because I wasn't being as talkative as I normally am, he was able to deduce that something was strange about the situation. "I really need you to pay attention and refrain from asking any questions, okay?" I finally broke the news to Jude, and as soon as he acknowledged that it was true, I informed him that Lennox and I would be traveling to visit my parents because of an unexpected circumstance. I didn't have to make up too many lies about it, but I did have to say that there was an emergency back home when there wasn't one. However, when I reminded him to remember not to tell anyone about Lennox if and when someone actually came looking for us, he started having doubts about the narrative that I was providing. "Why?" He questioned me, and because I was in a rush, I sighed in response because I didn't want to bring up my history in front of him. "Don't you remember that it's for his own safety? There is no reason for his father to be aware that he exists, as it would put me in danger of losing custody of Lennox "I was eventually able to explain, and to my relief, he acknowledged that as the true reason. "It's time for me to start packing. We definitely need to get moving here. I'll take him up in a few minutes if that's good with you." Before giving Jude a peck on the cheek, I shared my thoughts with him. After that, I returned to my flat where I hurriedly gathered a few of the things that we would require, including our passports. I had no idea where we were going to hide just yet, but I knew it had to be a long distance away from here, and if I had to travel to a different nation once more just to escape, I would do it. I wasn't in a desperate financial situation. That is to say, I have the financial means to support an extravagant way of life. My family was able to amass human riches as a result of the numerous business facades that the pack held all throughout Georgia State as a result of our membership in the pack. And when I first arrived here, I decided to study finance in order to prepare myself for a career as a financial analyst, which turned out to be a good decision in terms of the amount of money I get paid. To cut the story short, money wasn't a problem for us. Since I had an abundance, it would not be difficult for me to go from one spot to another as long as I could maintain an appropriate distance from all of the other packs. After I had finished packing, I proceeded toward the front door, and as I did so, my heart was on the verge of stopping. Clover was greeted by Damian, who had a stern expression as he said, "It's been a while." I instantly looked around rather than replying him for two reasons that should have been evident. Two things were going through my mind at the same time: first, I was trying to come up with a plan to get out of there, and second, I was hoping to the moon goddess that Lennox or Jude wouldn't emerge from his apartment any time soon. It wasn't really an option for me to get into a fight with him because doing so would wake up everyone else, and it also wouldn't be the appropriate thing to do in this circumstance. When I dealt with things, I needed to maintain my composure so that Damian wouldn't get the wrong idea. "What exactly are you doing in this room? In addition, I don't see why your group won't just leave me alone." I asked him several questions in an even tone. "Oh, No more small talk, huh?" I couldn't help but nMurphy my eyes as I looked at him since he was laughing. What do we do? I queried Evander, who was, by the way, behaving in a very bizarre manner inside of me. I was already feeling quite agitated since Damian was here, and the fact that he may find out about our son at any time made me feel more worse, but Evander wasn't helping me in the least. Since she was not in the mood to cooperate at the moment, I knew that if I did nothing to change the circumstance, we were going to find ourselves in a very difficult scenario. "Since we are no longer friends, there will be no more chats of a friendly nature between us, Damian; or should I now refer to you as alpha?" I said as I started moving toward the hallway to leave the room. I had progressed approximately two steps when Damian seized hold of my elbows and jerked me around to face him. We were only a breath apart from one another when suddenly we both began to breathe rapidly. We brought turmoil into each other's lives as much as we brought peace to our own, but after all these years, it wasn't until I saw him face to face that I realized how much I loathe him now more than I did before. But do I, anyway? I jerked my arm away from his and scowled at him as I lifted the tip of my chin. For the past forty-eight hours, he has invaded not just my private space but also virtually every aspect of my existence, and as a result, I am quite justified in acting all petty and rude toward him. Even though it was the last thing I wanted to do, I told him, "You want to cause a problem with my neighbors, it's up to you," despite the fact that it was your choice to do so. "Since you wanted to talk, then let's go somewhere more private," I added. I simply needed to keep him away from Lennox and from this location, and as a result, I had no alternative but to give him the impression that I was going to give in to his demands and give up. He proposed, "Then let's go inside your home if you want to keep things private," but I immediately shot him a look of disapproval and shook my head at him. "Because our walls are so thin, everything you say will quickly become the topic of conversation in the surrounding area within minutes. In addition, you should only invite close pals "After explaining, I walked away with my duffle bag slung over one shoulder. "Are you going someplace?" As we down the stairs together, he inquired about several things. I did not respond, and I avoided looking at him at any point during the conversation. Simply coming up with a plan quickly enough to get him out of here and away from our son was the only thing I needed to do. If returning voluntarily to Georgia with him was the only option to achieve that goal, then it was a choice that I was required to make in order to meet my needs. My deepest condolences, dear son. I assure you that I will be back as soon as I am able to.

Damian As Clover emerged from the apartment complex where she lived, I kept a tight eye on her. It didn't take a genius to figure out that she was about to run away again, and lucky for me, I arrived at the location just in time to stop her. Even if I did not pick up her scent or see her enter the apartment, someone had seen her nonetheless since I had to charter a private plane and utilize my alpha ticket to have a few people everywhere around town. When we first lay eyes on Murphy, she was anything from calm, and despite the fact that I was perfectly composed when she spoke, I was hanging on every word that she said. It was as plain as the noonday sun that she did not welcome my presence. Why would she do such a thing? I fully and utterly acted like a jackass. While I was pondering what action she might do next, the Murphy pointed out something interesting. It's possible that I checked her privates along the way as well. I was aware that she was attempting to devise means by which she may flee, but I refused to let her. Her only option was to return to the pack and wait until I obtained what I required from them before attempting to escape. "Talk," she prompted as soon as we arrived at the park that was directly across the street from where we were standing. "Nice area," I halted just because I was in the mood to confound her because she still had her back turned toward me, which actually irritated me for some reason. "Nice neighborhood," I stalled just because I was in the mood to baffle her. She aggressively ordered, "State your business, Damian," and I couldn't help but scoff at her audacity because of how bold she was being. I informed her, "This isn't a negotiation, Clover," and that was the only time she addressed me with a rebellious look on her face during our entire conversation. Who claimed that I wanted to enter into negotiations? She gave a response in return. "You have no say in everything, so you might as well give up now since there is nothing you can do about it." She gave me a look of disapproval by nMurphying her eyes, and then a sinister sneer slowly formed on her face. The manner in which she was looking at me caused my jaw to drop. If I had to be completely honest, I would say that it made her appear to be a goddess; yet, it was quite frustrating to look at. Although Clover had a fiery temper and a strong will, she never tested my abilities to the same degree as she did recently. This just served to illustrate that she had been living independently ever since she had gone, and that she was gradually becoming into her own pack's alpha. In spite of the fact that it wasn't a wholly negative thing, it was still a problem. Because, for one thing, I was aware that she was not going to make this any simpler for any of us, and, for another, I suspected that I would have to sedate her with wolfsbane in order to keep us all from getting into physical altercations, I may have to do this. In any case, she was going to travel with us, full stop. "Why do you give up? Oh, I've given up alright. In any case, if you were the one who suggested that I should go in the first place, why would you even consider wanting me to return?" She ridiculed him as she put her hand on her hip and remarked, "Oh, yes, you didn't actually banish me." The devil takes the form of a she-wolf. I was thinking. When she spoke to me in such a manner, she most certainly had a desire to end her life. I had the ability to bully her into surrender. Even though we were both aware of this fact, she still had the audacity to address me as though we were on equal footing. We went through some rough patches, but ultimately we remained friends. I rose to the position of alpha, and she fell to the position of omega, which placed her at the very bottom of my food chain. The fact that Murphy was against the plan was the only reason I hadn't actually done anything to hurt her physically. He desired that she remain uninjured. It was already a problem that my inner wolf refused to participate in the mating ritual, but now he was acting all weak and submissive toward her. "Which is why you still belong to my pack, and as your alpha, you have no option but to follow my instruction," I hissed, injecting my voice with the authoritative tone that I frequently use to keep everyone in line. "Which is why you have no choice but to follow my command," I added. She jerked her head back for a second, but that was it for her reaction. She never broke her cool, and as a result, I found myself losing my tolerance with her more frequently. "What If I Don't Do It?" She defied expectations by raising her voice and stood even taller than before. I can't believe this woman had the audacity to put such a challenge to me. I inhaled deeply of her filthy odor as I moved closer to her till our heaving chests were almost brushing against each other. She had a new perfume, but I could still detect her old one, and even though it was driving me nearly crazy, I didn't pull away from her because I didn't want to risk losing my sanity. I did not move from where I was standing and instead turned my attention to her. I scoffed at the individual and said, "I'll take you out myself and drown you with wolfsbane till you're on the borders of death." She stepped backwards away from me while laughing heartily as if my warning didn't have any basis in reality. Either she might believe that I was joking or she could believe that she didn't believe I could. In the midst of her giggles, she questioned Damian on the seriousness of her presence by asking, "Why are you really here?" I waited for her to truly stop laughing, and then I gazed at her for a while until she realized that I was being completely serious. As my anger deteriorated more and more, I became more and more inclined to knock her out as quickly as possible. I started off by saying, "If it were up to me, I would have left you alone in your pretend world until the day you cease to exist," which is what I would have done if I had the choice. "However, you possess something that I require, and as a result, let's just say that you have a significant part to play in the development of my pack in the years to come." As soon as I finished speaking, her act of bravado vanished completely, and I found myself unable to help but wonder why. My eyes were glued to her, and I followed her pulse as carefully as I could, taking note of each tick and hop. She gave off the impression of being anxious, but more crucially, she appeared concerned by the prospect. Is it possible that she harbored secret aspirations of living a human life rather than being a member of a traditional pack? "Believe me when I say that I do not own what you require, and that there is absolutely no reason for me to assist you with the pack. Ask your luna for help, not me, "When she did eventually speak, that was the last thing that sent him over the edge. I was far more patient than I have ever been with the whole affair; nevertheless, the way she acted as though she had a choice and that she had the right to say no rubbed me the wrong way and made me feel very irritated. "Do not argue that I did not give you sufficient evidence that I was going to do whatever it took to achieve my goal. You can either come to an agreement with me or you can get knocked out. Those are your only two choices "I let out a low hiss as I gripped her arm once again. After that, I dragged her in the direction of the spot where I had parked the rental car. She struggled to get free from my grasp by jerking and pulling on herself, but her efforts were fruitless. I was ready to force her into the car when all of a sudden, a man yelled after her from one of the windows of the apartment complex where she lived. "Hey! Who the hell are you, and where the devil are you planning to take her?" When he started yelling at me, Murphy gave me a warning snarl. The tone of his words irritated Murphy, and he didn't appreciate how possessive he seemed to be toward Clover. "I'm going to have to call the fucking police!" One last cry was all that was heard before he vanished from the window. Clover, much to my astonishment, hopped right into the car without waiting for me to tell her to. Just by what she did, I had the distinct impression that she was familiar with the individual in question and that he was most likely on his way to this location. I gave it some attention because I was curious about his role in Clover's life at the time. I was also completely certain that he was a human being. Because if he wasn't, there would be nothing preventing him from leaping out of the window, which would be the case if he wasn't. You expressed interest in having me accompany you, so why don't we travel together? Clover yelled out anxiously from the passenger seat of the automobile. It was clear that she didn't want the guy and I to really come into contact with one another, but the fact that she was now so adamant about leaving gave me the impression that the man held some level of significance for her. "What? No goodbyes?" I poked fun at him as I sat on the bonnet of the car to pass the time as we waited for him to reach us at last. "If you two could hold on just a second..." After Clover discovered what I was planning to do, she sprang out of the car and pushed me toward the driver's side of the vehicle as rapidly as she could. "You act like a fool!" She yelled at him. "Clover, you appear to be so resolved to prevent him from approaching me. Who is this man?" I inquired without making any motions toward getting into the vehicle. "Because he is a human, he does not require any of this nonsense from us. Just leave him alone, for the love of God, if you want me to voluntarily accompany you somewhere." She let out an angry huff as she crossed to the opposite side of the room. Before getting in the car, all I did when the man eventually showed up at the front door was give him a simple nod and a smirk before leaving. He made an attempt to catch up to us, but by the time he even got close, we had already made our way out onto the public thoroughfares. "There's more to this than you're giving on, Clover, and I plan to find out what it is that you're hiding," Clover said. "I intend to find out what it is that you're hiding."