— But how.. how are you here?— I asked bewildered.
— You’d be surprised if you knew what I could do, and
without I could contain myself, I held her tight, Clary me
squeezed, taking deep breaths.
— On the Moon! How nice to see you— I whispered.
Clary pulled away and pressed her lips, squinting her eyes.
— Despite the joy of seeing you, I really want to break your face. What
Did you, Hayley Blake?— cross your arms.
Take your hand to my messy and dirty hair, touch the wound
in my forehead.
— It was necessary.
She rolled her eyes, flailing.
— That’s ridiculous, look at you, it’s all hurt. That’s what
planned?— pointed to my injured ankle.
I bit my lower lip, afraid.
— How is he?— I risked asking, fearing his answer.
— How do you think? Jackson is destroyed, looks like he was possessed
by some demon, the guy is out of control, bloodthirsty and
merciless.
My throat closed with your words, I pressed my eyes tightly,
hoping that he would be okay, he needed to be okay. Knew that
my choice had opened old wounds in your soul in
recovery, and also ran the risk of never getting your forgiveness
for leaving him like that.
— He’ll be fine— I tried to guarantee.
Jack was the strongest wolf I’ve ever known in my life, ever
faced so much, lost so many times, went through the mourning and the
pain several times and managed to stand up. He could.
— Jackson became a cruel beast, Hayley, spends his days hunting,
looking for answers, and always has blood on his hands, nor
want to imagine how many people he killed. You caused it when
decided to give himself up to the strays.
I closed my hands in fists, anger radiating from my body with your
accusations. I opened my mouth to reply, but a strong dizziness almost me
Clary held me down so I wouldn’t fall.
— What is this?— I whispered dizzy, the vision blurring.
— Your consciousness is pulling you back, I need to be fast, where
are you?
I gnashed my teeth, arching my back for pain.
— I...I don’t know.
— Tell me what you know— she asked, flustered.
Sweat was running down my forehead.
— There’s a vampire working with the strays— I could tell. — The
lair seems...a kind of underground bunker, I smell the smell of
forest over us, is a smell impossible not to recognize.
Grunted with the pain in my ankle, my legs were almost
failing.
— There are many forests around the world, Hayley— she quipped, nervous.
— I smell a different smell, but I do not recognize it— I revealed it to her. — A
strong, familiar smell.
— Try to remember, quick. We need to find you— grabbed mine
hands, your skin was sweaty.
I watched Clary’s distressed eyes, she was scared, no
could hide it from me. My eyes burned, a
pain in my chest.
What if I had made the wrong choice?
— Please remember— pleaded softly, eyes teary.
That smell, I’ve smelled that smell before on someone.
I searched my hectic mind, remembering all the wolves that
I’ve had contact in the last few days, that was the smell of a female, wolves
had a specific odor. I smelled that smell in Jackson’s house
once.
I gasped when I recognized him.
— Camila!
I opened my eyes abruptly upon being struck in the face once again, and
found that wretch in front of me. I fought to keep the
eyes open, my eyelids were heavy and my head was throbbing
an unbearable form.
— I would imagine that someone as despicable as you was involved
in this shit— growled to the wolf, pulling the silver chains, no
I dared to move my arms a lot because of the aconite or the legs,
My ankle was still burning.
— Do not know the pleasure I have to see her like this— she said with a look of
triumph. — Bruised and destroyed.
I tipped my head to the side.
— Why don’t you come over and let me show you how I am
destroyed?— raised an eyebrow.
Camila pulled up a chair and sat in front of me, crossing the
legs. She adjusted the neckline of the dress, carefree.
— They’ll find that you’re involved with the strays, you
will be accused of treason against her own people and will be tortured in
public square.
She just rolled a lock of dark hair on her finger,
swinging foot covered by heel boots.
— No, they will not find out, they never found out in years— guaranteed the
wolf. — You know, the Supreme will be desolate when he doesn’t find you and
Guess what? I’ll be there to warm your bed, like in the old
times.
I clenched my teeth hard to try to contain my anger.
— You turned your back on your own race because of a male?— no
hid my contempt. — You are worth much less than a stray, is
dirtier, more rotten.
Her face hardened, she hit another slap slapped in my face,
smiled mockingly and ran my tongue through my bloody lips, the
infuriating even more by not yielding to his provocation.
— Damn you! I’ll be smiling when they come to get you, they’ll
They will even use you to destroy you and I will become the female of the Supreme.
— Nobody catches me unless I want to get caught.
She giggled with disdain.
— You’re just a barking bitch.
— The only thing worse than my bark is my bite, and different from
you, Camila, I don’t need a male to be powerful, I already
I was born with power in my hands.
She rose from her chair, burning with rage.
— You are an insignificant and disgusting being, and I am an Alpha who would die
to save my people.
The door was opened and the vampire came in, he clapped his hands, let out a
whistle as you watch us.
— I had heard of his savagery, he commented. — Now
I see why the Supreme Court is standing on all fours for you.
— Beware of his words— I warned him in a low but firm voice.
— You are not in a position to demand anything, little wolf, we are the ones who have
control. You must be careful or I will rip your tongue out so that
keep quiet.
I snapped my tongue.
— I’d like to see you try it with your lips closed.
The vampire turned to Camila.
— You can go.
She didn’t reply, staring at me one last time before turning her back and going
though. A traitor, she turned her back on her own people and would
condemned for it, tortured in public square and finally killed
by the hands of an Alpha, as the laws of our people command.
— We have a lot to talk about, she sat in the chair before
me than before busy Camila.
— Oh, this is the moment where you start telling lies in
intention that I turn against Jackson? Predictable.
He shook his head.
— I will not tell any lies, only the purest truth about the
sins that accompany the supremacy of the Alpha.
— If you think Jackson is dirty, it’s because you don’t know me— I replied.
The vampire pointed his finger at my face.
— One day, Hayley Blake, someone will make you lose that arrogance and that
pride.
A shiver ran down my spine, pressed my lips and stayed on
silence, I kept my chin up and didn’t shake a bit.
— I will never be destroyed.
— Not even if I told you your pack was cursed?
My heart missed a beat.
— What?
— I would still trust the Supreme to know that he was alerted to
the rebellion that would end your bloodline and did nothing? That your
beloved companion knew that your pack would be attacked and that you and
your family were the primary targets?
— You’re lying!— I accused, out of breath.
— No, I’m showing you who Jackson Labonair really is,
the male you say you love and trust but left you to die
in that rebellion.
(....)
Jackson Labonair
The storm was approaching and soon lightning would begin to fall in
my head. My wolf roared, growled and struggled within me,
angry and furious with the reports that Clary told of the meeting that
had with my wounded wolf.
I filled another glass of whiskey, the drink was running out.
— Jack, you’re drinking too much, haven’t eaten for hours, this will get you
Madison tried to warn me with sweetness in her voice.
I turned the glass of whiskey in the throat, droplets of alcohol dripped through
my mouth, poured more whiskey into the glass, my head throbbed
strongly by the hours without sleep, without eating, just drinking and
hunting non— stop.
Alcohol lessened the pain, so that was the fourth bottle of whiskey
that I drank in eighteen hours after Hayley’s disappearance. The
news about her abduction was spreading rapidly through
packs, the people were tense, organized search parties and
They were looking for my partner tirelessly.
— We’ll find her, Jackson, but you need to be sober, you’re
stinking of blood and alcohol, you arrogant drunk— complained Clary,
grumpy and moody.
Kitsune had a supernatural experience with Hayley and
recovered, found her in dreams and from her reports, she was
hurt, hurt. My little wolf was being tortured, the emptiness in
my chest just widened, a deep abyss that had no end.
I felt the exact moment he came into the house, the dominance and the
hatred that he squandered in every step in my direction made me
realize that the time had come to find Aiden after having
loser with his sister.