When Darkness Falls ༄ Wyatt Lykensen

Chapter 19

"Plan. Now." Waverly said to one of the younger wolves as the pack rushed to Seabrook Power.

"We get in, find the moonstone, and get out." He explained, brushing a strand of white hair behind his ear. 

She huffed out a sigh, sparing Wyatt a glance. "Let me guess.. the Lyskensen's plan?" 

He nodded and rushed off ahead of her. 

Waverly breathed in a gulp of air, steadying her heartbeat as they made their way to the entrance of the power station. 

Willa stopped just outside the door. 

"Remember, there will be a fight." She began. "If they try anything, we take them down."

Wyatt slid in front of her. 

The pack groaned, preparing themselves for his speech of peace. 

"No matter what happens, remember one thing.. blood always tastes better when there was a reason for it to be spilled." He announced, both eyes flashing gold. 

Waverly's heart fluttered. 

She found it so fascinating  when he let his werewolf side out. 

"Let's do this!" Willa commanded, racing into the factory.  

Wyatt stayed behind, waiting for a certain werewolf to cross his path before running head-first into battle. 

As soon as Waverly brushed past him, they locked arms, sharing a desire-filled glance before disappearing into darkness. 

A loud noise shook the power plant, startling the wolves. 

"We set off the alarm!" Willa informed them. "Hurry!"

Wyatt locked eyes with the girl beside him, gazing at her as if she were a shimmering diamond in his palm. 

Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion as they jogged along with the rest of their pack into the constriction site. 

Wyatt's eyes were glowing in the darkness, along with her own. 

Waverly felt a chill shoot down her spine as his hand traveled down to her waist. They slowed down, admiring one another. 

Lights flashed around them, strobing like fireworks in the sky. 

Waverly grabbed his hand, lacing their fingers together. Their eyes were still locked, glimmering in the dark. 

"We should join them.." He breathed out in a husky voice that made Waverly shiver. 

She felt a small smirk creep across her lips as the thought of tearing out some throats crossed her mind. 

Oh how she loved watching crimson fly. 

Her hand unhinged from his, their fingers brushing apart as she slid into the crowd. 

She could feel his cold yellow eyes hooked to her figure as she joined Winston and Wynter in the front row. 

"You're trespassing werewolves!" A man yelled, trying to threaten the crowd before him. 

Wyatt chuckled slightly, making his way to the front as well. His bright gold eyes narrowed in on the worker. 

"How can we be trespassing on our own land?" 

"This is werewolf territory!" Wynter joined in. 

Winston grinned. "Looks like your man is taking charge."

Waverly scoffed. 

"I don't know anything about that." The man argued, looking around as more construction workers joined him.