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  Contents

  Acknowledgement

  BLURB

  DISCLAIMER

  1. Blaze

  2. Sophia

  3. Sophia

  4. James

  5. Sophia

  6. Cameron

  7. Ayden

  8. Sophia

  9. Blaze

  10. James

  11. Sophia

  12. Blaze

  13. Sophia

  14. James

  15. Sophia

  16. Cameron

  17. Sophia

  18. Sophia

  19. Blaze

  20. Cameron

  21. Ayden

  22. Sophia

  23. Blaze

  24. Sophia

  25. Cameron

  26. Sophia

  27. Sophia

  28. Ayden

  29. Blaze

  30. James

  31. Sophia

  32. Cameron

  33. Sophia

  WOLF OMEGA - SNEAK PEEK

  Prologue: Defiance And Meet Again

  ABOUT YUMOYORI WILSON

  Also By Yumoyori Wilson

  ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

  Thank you for purchasing Dark Swan 2.

  Thank you to all my amazing supporters for being awesome and encouraging me to write every day.

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  Special thanks to my Elle, May, Clarissa, and Felecia, who always keeps me motivated no matter what I’m going through. Your friendship means the world to me and I’m thankful to have you all in my life.

  Special thanks to my amazing Alpha Team.

  Special thanks to my amazing Mom for blessing me with the gift to write and supporting me in all aspects. I pray to continue making you proud as I strive towards success.

  Finally, I thank God for giving me the strength to achieve my goals. Without Him, I would be nothing.

  YUMOYORI WILSON

  BLURB:

  To taste freedom is a slave's dream, but can it truly be one's reality?

  Escaping Thom's cruel hands has offered me a breath of fresh air. To feel the consensual touch of others and find pleasure in our heartbreak and shared pain has given me a chance to heal. Our pasts have defined each of us, and though none of us are perfect, we strive for the same blissful dream.

  For a mere moment, I believe that I'm free from Thom’s shackles of pain and humiliation. That my legs will heal, and I'll be able to dance and discover all the hidden secrets in my magical black feathers.

  I am wrong.

  Thom has returned, my life is on the line, and I can only hope the men who relieved some of the lingering pain in my body, heart, and soul can rise to the challenge against the man who is intent on owning — and ruining — me.

  Confrontation, fights, and the precarious decisions threaten us as I try to stay alive and defy my Master. My men were the salvation I needed to spread my wings, and it's time for me fly. Time for me to help them as we fight for what we believe in.

  A war has begun, and all I can hope is that I find the strength to lead us to victory.

  DISCLAIMER

  DARK SWAN 2

  is a Dark Paranormal Romance.

  It contains Dark Scenes and Discusses Triggering Topics. You have been warned.

  Dear Readers,

  I truly enjoyed writing this book, even though it explores darker themes. In this series, the main character begins life as a slave. She suffers sexual abuse at the hands of her perpetrator, and in turn, doesn't know how to cope with her emotions without resulting to the physical desire to touch and feel.

  The series, will explore why she and the guys deal with their emotions this way, and watch them grow and change.

  Everything happens for a reason. I leave it to you to stick around and find out why.

  - Yumoyori Wilson

  1

  Blaze

  The night sky was peppered with twinkling pinpricks of yellow light that originated millions of miles away. The light from stars that took millennia to reach the planet and prove to us that there was something beyond what we knew.

  But right now, there was a nightmare unfolding in front of all of us. Something we could not escape, no matter how desperately we wanted to squeeze our eyes shut and revert back to a time when we were infants and oblivious to the dangers of the world. That wasn’t going to happen, no matter how much we prayed to the heavens above.

  I stared down evil, straight in the face.

  Sophia’s ex-master Thom had her in a twisted, awkward position resembling a headlock. His face was twisted with malice and the orange glow of the fires bursting around us reflected in his sinister, beady eyes.

  Hot ashes scattered across the canvas of the formerly quaint, cozy, and sleepy little village we were standing in. The ashes looked like soft, gray snowflakes fluttering haphazardly across the cobblestone streets.

  I envied the flakes of ash because they weren’t living. They didn’t have emotions. They didn’t feel the same sheer panic that pounded in my heart at that very moment. They just rained down and blanketed the sidewalks with dismal gray.

  A terrified scream erupted through my eardrums. Another explosion and crash shook the ground, thundering off in the distance with a rippling effect nearby. The troops of the rebellion had made their way to this village, but the Masters’ guards were ready for them this time, battling to the death and the shifters an unexpected run for their money.

  I was frozen in shock as I stared at Thom. The blade of his knife glistened threateningly on Sophia’s neck, digging into her skin. I was afraid to breathe or move, lest he take the plunge and finish the job, slicing through her skin as if it was a piece of steak.

  “Don’t do something you’ll regret,” Ayden’s voice hissed beside me.

  I ignored him and continued to stare into Thom’s sadistic eyes. His lips were stretched out into a manic grin, revealing the monstrous wildness in his features. It made my skin crawl and sent a chill up and down my spine.

  “Let her go,” James said from my other side.

  Thom let out a wicked laugh that sounded more like a growl. We couldn’t risk him following through with his threat to slice through Sophia’s throat or turn her to ribbons as if she were wrapping paper.

  “You will never have her again.” Thom spat the words as if they were a promise.

  Then, to my horror, he began edging away, inching slowly backward with the knife still pushed up against Sophia’s jugular vein.

  There were tears glistening in her eyes and her lips were pursed in fright, but she didn’t flinch or make any sudden movements that might jeopardize not only her freedom, but her life too.

  Sophia was a brilliant soul. She was savvy. She knew how to survive. She was a tro
uper and a beautiful swan shifter. I knew that she would keep her cool in this moment of distress.

  “It’s going to be okay,” I called out to her. “We aren’t going to let him take you. We aren’t going to leave you. We will die before we let that happen.”

  I glanced at James and Ayden for support. Cameron was somewhere in the woods. It was after midnight and he couldn’t resurface in the heart of the village around all these people until he had shifted back from werewolf to man.

  “Isn’t that right, my friends?”

  They nodded resolutely. “You can fucking bet our lives on it,” James said.

  Adrenaline surged through my veins and I tensed every muscle in my body. I wanted Thom to slip up. I waited patiently to see what he would do, even though it killed me not to move. I knew that doing so might cost Sophia her life.

  I flinched and stuck one foot out, testing the waters with Thom.

  Thom growled and clenched his jaw aggressively. “Don’t come any closer.” We heeded his warning as he dug the knife deeper into Sophia’s skin.

  Then, in an instant, a flash of a second that we didn’t have time to prepare for, Thom spun on a heel with Sophia still held tightly in his death grip.

  We hadn’t seen any of this bedlam coming. We’d enjoyed a serene and blissful evening with Sophia in Ayden’s friend’s hotel room, only to be awakened in the night by the sounds of screaming and explosions downstairs. Now here we were, fighting for our lives.

  It just went to show that life was precious. Life was too valuable to throw away because it could be erased in a single second.

  “Where the hell does that asshole think he’s going?” James roared.

  I glanced at him. I could tell by the furious expression on his face that he wanted to shift into his panther form and tear Thom limb from limb. I wanted to dive in and take a bite out of his neck myself. Believe me, no one was as livid as I was that Thom had snatched Sophia from us out of nowhere, but we had to be canny about this. We had to strategize or else someone was going to end up hurt…or worse, dead.

  “Take it easy,” I huffed in a whisper from the corner of my lips. “Don’t anger him further. We don’t know what he is capable of.”

  James’s features softened a touch but not significantly enough to convince me he wasn’t going to soon lose his temper on the mental Master.

  A herd of people ran by a few seconds later, providing Thom with a magnificent opportunity to flee the scene and disappear into the thick smoke surrounding us.

  “Where did he go?” Traces of panic punctuated Ayden’s voice as his eyes darted left and right in an attempt to spot them.

  The rebellion continued to stir a melting pot of chaos that swirled around us. We were surrounded by a dark web of hostility as madness descended on what was once a charming little mountain village.

  I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t think. My mind was in a hazy fog of shock.

  “What are we waiting for?” Ayden’s prideful shout rang through the already panicked and loud night. “Let’s chase after them!”

  It was almost as if I needed someone to crack the whip and say the words in order to get me moving. As soon as Ayden chanted for us to race after Thom and the immobilized Sophia, whom, might I add, we loved and respected deeply, I took off. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me through the shuffle of scurrying shifters and guards who were dashing left and right.

  “This way!” Ayden called out, beckoning to me and James with a wave of his hand whipping through the air. We pushed past another cluster of sweaty, bleeding, and dejected people.

  We were momentarily separated from him as another sea of shifters rushed passed us, but the three of us soon reunited in the street as we ran for a unified goal…to find Sophia alive.

  “I will kill him if he hurts her,” I snarled through gritted teeth. My jaw was locked so tightly from stress and anger that it began to ache.

  “You and me both,” James said and flicked his gaze to me before focusing back on the road ahead.

  “Quick,” Ayden said, still leading the way. “Down this path!”

  “Where are you taking us?” I asked.

  “Thom would want to hide her behind something big and clunky, don’t you think?” Ayden suggested. “There’s a row of cars down this street.”

  I shrugged. “I guess any suggestion is better than no leads at all.”

  The three of us charged full steam ahead, pounding our feet to the pavement as we maneuvered through crowds of shifters locked in heated battles with Masters’ guards.

  “It seems like there are more of us than there are of them,” I said with a ring of optimism as I scoped the perimeter.

  “Good. Maybe most of them will be slaughtered,” Ayden said scornfully, glaring at the guards as if he wanted to poison them and break them in half with his mind.

  “Ayden!”

  I spun around as I heard the familiar voice of Leo, the human, non-shifter hotel owner, calling out behind us.

  Ayden’s eyes shone with relief when he noticed his friends Leo and Otto jogging toward us.

  “Thank goodness,” Ayden breathed out. “We could use all the backup we could get right now.”

  Leo and Otto glanced around our group and their expressions were etched with confusion. “Where is Sophia?”

  Ayden’s face fell into a crestfallen abyss of despair. It reflected the same agony I felt in my mind and the pain in my heart.

  “She’s been taken by the same Master that she fled from,” I explained when Ayden opened his mouth and clamped it shut once again.

  When words failed one of us, the others always stepped in. We had each other’s backs no matter what happened. Through the thick of turmoil, we would always be there to protect each other, and we had failed Sophia. We had vowed to keep her safe no matter the cost, and she was ripped right from us.

  “She was…taken?” Leo and Otto, brothers, exchanged a look of horror with each other and their jaws hung open, slack with surprise.

  “We couldn’t help it,” Ayden explained somewhat defensively. “It all happened so—”

  “Fast.” James’s features were somber as he finished Ayden’s sentence for him.

  “They took off running,” I explained. “Thom had a knife to her throat and threated to slit it right in front of us if we did anything to pursue him.”

  “Then he disappeared behind a crowd,” James added. He looked miserable and helpless.

  “We have been racing around trying to find them ever since,” I said, making sure that the men knew we weren’t just going to stand idly by while a monster held Sophia captive.

  “We’ll help in any way you need,” Leo said, jumping at the chance to lend a hand.

  “That would be great.” Ayden’s eyes were wide and wild. He looked like he didn’t even know where to begin, and he wasn’t alone in that terrifying thought.

  We continued to maneuver through the heavily cluttered streets, searching with the hope that we would stumble upon Sophia and Thom again, no matter how outlandish the odds against us seemed to be.

  We couldn’t give up. Sophia would never leave us to despair. We had to think with the mentality, what would Sophia do? She would fight until the end, and I had no doubt that was what she was doing now.

  “This way,” I shouted over my shoulder as the others followed narrowly behind.

  I was combing the area, peering underneath cars and behind buildings. As a group, we left no stone unturned. We searched the streets far and wide, hunting for any sign of Sophia and Thom lurking in the darkness.

  Sounds of screaming and crying continued to hauntingly chime through the air. Smoke got into my lungs and made me cough. It was utter chaos. Then, finally, our efforts paid off.

  I was the first one to spot Thom and Sophia cowering behind a yellow car that was bulky and boxy. I could see why Thom had picked it for cover. Sophia had summoned her beautiful black wings, undoubtedly as a rash defense mechanism. If not for the height of the wing
s, I wouldn’t have noticed them.

  I halted in my tracks but didn’t exclaim that I had sighted them yet. I didn’t want to call attention to us or alert Thom that we were on his trail. I frantically pointed over the car.

  One by one, the light of recognition dawned on my friends’ faces, as well as Leo and Otto’s, as they too spotted the tips of Sophia’s wings sticking out from behind the yellow car. The color contrast would have been poetic, if not for the distressing situation we were in.

  We had to move carefully. Our ultimate goal was to snatch Sophia back before Thom had a chance to physically protest. But before we could even get a few strides ahead, I saw the oval shape of a live grenade soaring through the air.

  “Run!” I barely recognized the sound of my own voice as I pushed myself back and crouched on the ground, protectively shielding my face and head with my arms.