Zade POV
This place reeks. I hate coming to the surface. It's too bright, and the different smells that penetrate my sensitive nose have me taking breaths through my mouth. I'm on edge. Ever since, I had been somehow sucked into that dream. I have never known so much pain. I have never felt so much loneliness. The sounds she was making, the scream of someone who had just had enough, nearly tore my black heart out.
I am not accustomed to these types of feelings, but for some reason, I was sucked into a dream-like state, but the odd thing was it wasn't my dream. It was such a weird experience, I couldn't see nor feel anything, but the sounds coming from this little thing would bring me to my knees. It was like something inside me was so sucked in, and I had no choice but to listen. Being the Wolf King's mate has prepared me for just about anything. Being an Alpha hybrid who runs the Hellhound Pack well, which makes me part demon and part wolf, has made for some pretty challenging times, but nothing like this has ever happened before.
I haven't voiced my dream to Baxian yet. I have been too caught up in wanting to know more or waiting for me to be sucked into another dream-like state, but it hasn't happened again, so for now I keep it to myself. Bax knows something is up though he knows something is troubling me, but he also knows not to push me with it.
It's so much easier back in the demon world where my pack and I reside. We don't have to but we choose to. My mate is the Wolf King and with his power, he can locate us anywhere, but it's safer for the time being if we dwell where the pack can't get into too much trouble.
We do a lot of business in the human world and I only come to the surface when absolutely necessary. Today just happened to be one of those days. I find myself standing on the threshold of the Black Widow Territory. This pack stinks of betrayal and disrespect, secrets that whisper to me along the breeze.
I have not made myself known to them yet, I have used my demon abilities to mask my scent and hide me from plain sight. I observe from the shadows, I watch and wait to see what they could be hiding here. I watch as a group of stuck-up-looking spoiled brats pass me and decide to follow them. They are deep in conversation about something they are going to be doing later. The girl in the middle is clearly the ring leader, and she stops them with her hands on her hips.
"Tonight we end her, she is a disgrace, and she can't be allowed to live."
The others all nod in agreement with a look of excitement on their faces,
"I overheard my father talking, and the binding wasn't as strong as it was. Her wolf is stronger, but she doesn't realise it. We have to end her otherwise she could claim her birthright."
A young stocky-looking boy steps forward and throws his arm around the dark-headed girl,
"Don't worry we got this, no one will even realise she is missing, and it's not like anyone here will miss her." They all laugh together and continue on.
I continue roaming around this disgrace of a pack, watching how they run around and prepare for my pack's arrival. It's funny because normally other packs don't like to associate with us. Something is seriously going on here, and I'm desperate to find out. I made my way towards the pack house looking around the surrounding area. I almost missed the Alpha of this pack storming out of the house. The front door groaned with the force put behind it, the disgust was evident on his face and I wondered what'd got him so worked up. He walks past me totally oblivious to my presence, muttering under his breath about how pathetic someone is.
I turn and continue on when I am hit with the most mouth-watering fucking intoxicating scent. Rose sage with a hint of something smoky. I take a deep inhale through my nose and focus on that addictive scent. The breeze is in my favour today because it blows towards me carrying the scent of something I want. I move fast, and with my added speed I race towards the back of the house. I don't see anyone though. I looked around the surrounding woods and saw a flash of something white.
My hellhound Klaus perks up and I feel the curiosity rolling off him. That bastard is never interested in anything, so this has to be good. I follow the scent which is becoming a lot stronger, I round a few trees and see a faint worn path. I slow my steps and listen. I hear sobbing, I hear someone talking but no response seems to come. Intrigued, I creep closer and as I round the next tree I see a woman, kneeling at a headstone sobbing telling whoever she is visiting that she wants to end it. She no longer wants to be a part of this world. I go to step forward when I feel Baxian through our bond,
"Zade, what's wrong?"
For someone who is known for being so ruthless, he sure is a soft cunt.
"I don't know, I followed this fucking intoxicating scent and found this woman."
Baxian is quick to reply which tells me he is jealous, "A woman?"
"Yes, a woman, she is sobbing while kneeling at a gravestone. I haven't gotten closer yet, but something is pulling me to go to her. I have to know what it is."
The link goes silent, so I take that as my cue to get closer. She is so deep in her thoughts that she doesn't even hear me approach. I know the second she felt my presence, it was like her scent shifted slightly but not in fear. Goddess, her scent is so much better up close to her, but there is also something different about it too which I can't put my finger on.
I see her take a shuddering breath while she slowly turns around. The second my eyes land on her, I feel the air get sucked out of me.
Her long white hair, her shaped eyebrows, her ice-grey eyes that are near glowing, her small button nose and plump lips. She is fucking beautiful.
Klaus is pacing in my mind, growling and pushing to the surface, MATE! He starts pawing at my mind, chanting the word over and over. I push him to the back of my mind too shocked to even acknowledge what he said because I already have a mate. Fuck, Baxian is going to be pissed.