The Gift chronicles

Book 1 Chapter 32

Alpha Cain was true to his word; I woke up alone and freezing in the morning, despite having woken up in the middle of the night to wrap myself in the pelt with the comforter on top. I would have to speak with him about turning the freaking heat on.

Cain had left my phone on the side table, and I turned it on, noticing that I had a text from him that he sent a few hours ago. I was ashamed of myself. I always used to pride myself on waking up early and taking charge of the day, but lately, days had been kicking my ass and I slept more frequently. Perhaps Cain would be willing to wake up earlier to train with me before he went out and did his Alpha duties. I have to admit, the idea of sparring with him excited my bloodlust and I.

It had been far too long since I killed, and my hand twitched in eagerness at the idea of ripping a rogue's heart out of their chest with my bare hand.

I got dressed, opting for black leggings (obviously), a long sleeve black t—shirt that fit snuggly, and black running shoes. Black truly is the most beautiful shade. So empty, yet filled to the brim with promises and mystery. Also, who doesn't look good in black?

Next, I pulled my silvery hair into a low ponytail, ignoring the little side tendrils framing my face that were too short to make it into the ponytail. Despite how putting my hair up showcased my semi—ear, I much preferred it to having my hair down. You never knew when you needed to kick someone's ass, and my hair was too long to deal with it whipping around during combat, especially since it was so windy outside now.

Thank god the scar on my eye matches my outfit, I thought wryly as I looked at my reflection. In a way, I sort of liked the way the scar made my whole eye turn white. It looked sort of freaky. I knew if I saw someone with an eye like that, I would think twice before stabbing them. At least I hoped that's how my scar would be perceived by others.

To throw the oh—so—fashionable ensemble together, I threw on my cloak. I left the mask in the drawer where he hides my cloak and mask. I didn't foresee any reason why I would need to hide the majority of my face, as everyone in the pack had already seen all of me. I knew that soon enough, it would be too cold outside for just my black cloak. I cringed at the idea of having to wear a snow jacket.

I treaded down the stairs, hearing noises stemming from the kitchen. Sure enough, Delta Carter was rummaging in a wooden drawer, making the pots and pans clatter loudly.

Have you no respect for people's sleeping time? I teased Carter through the mindlink.

He jumped, "Holy shi— I mean hello, Luna. I'm sorry for waking you up." He looked apologetic and remorseful.

I laughed. I was just teasing, it's fine, I was already awake. What are you looking for?

pan to use to make pancakes. I thought maybe you'd want breakfast before exploring the

narrowed my eyes skeptically. You thought I would want breakfast, or Alpha Cain told you to make sure I

guiltily, his silence confirming

can

told me you might say that, and he told me to tell you that you weren't leaving the house until you ate something other than a piece of fruit," Carter apologetically smiled, nervously waiting for me to fight him

eyes. Your alpha is annoying, I

corrected me, catalyzing yet another eye

is annoying and gets on my last nerve, I amended my statement, and

glad you didn't leave him after the whipping. Everyone thought you

up from my cooking, not wanting to get too involved in this conversation. He proved himself to me by punishing me so severely. I didn't think he was strong enough. I was wrong. You are lucky to

It has not been done before, much less by a female. Most believe that you are worthy of the Blood Luna title," Carter proudly spoke, letting me know he was one of those

though I

Delta, he sure was a nervous little guy. "There are a few who, um, wish you were less... extreme.

shrugged, unbothered. Perhaps he

you since you got here? He only tries so hard to get you back after you escape because he can't bear to be without you. You should have seen him when you were at Alpha Thane's territory and while you were comatose. It was a scary time for the pack. If you saw how feral his wolf was when you were gone, you would never doubt his feelings for you," Carter insisted, completely believing

it, Carter had a point, Cain did care about me on some level. The only issue was, I was positive it was his wolf that wanted me, and if it was up to Cain alone, he would have chosen a more meek and submissive female, who wouldn't challenge

we were finished and I washed the dishes. "Where do you want to go first,

appear!" A grandiose voice called out theatrically. I swiveled my head, positive that I had

Carter, so he could

grin on her face making her radiate chaotic energy. The fiery redhead gave Carter a noogie, making him scowl

I saw you, you ran out of the cell crying and screaming, I reminded her, unsure of why