Jack’s point of view:“I'm in love with you! Because I'm in love with you!” Rose told me.Sitting on my lap, shivering, screaming at me hysterically. Her eyes were bloodshot and her wrists were still handcuffed. She was totally at my mercy in the car.A sudden silence hit us and I stopped moving.I finally heard the truth from Rose’s mouth. My rage gradually faded until it disappeared completely“You ended up admitting it.” I gently kissed her cheek and surrounded Rose with my arms. The sense of security that I had lost for a long time has invaded my heart.Rose gave me a look full of anger and affront."I'm sorry, but don't blame me. I love you too. You should never have left me. I can't live without you, you know.” I continued to kiss her lips and apologise while gently rubbing my palm along her smooth back. It was very easy for me to lose control if I was angry. I even wanted to kill her at some point.Rose didn't answer anything. On the other hand, she hugged me deeply and our ton
Jack’s Point of ViewBefore I could respond to Rose, a loud crash shattered the silence outside the car. Something hit the vehicle with force.Rose and I turned toward the window just in time to see a group of men emerge from the trees, crude weapons clutched in their hands. They were dressed in ragged clothes, their movements careless and unruly. But their scent told me everything I needed to know—they were werewolves.Loud laughter echoed through the night as they hurled empty beer bottles at the car.“Told you it was a high-end ride when we spotted it from a distance, but you didn’t believe me!” one of them sneered. A werewolf with a jagged scar across his face strode up and slammed his palm against the hood.“Get the hell out!” he barked.I stepped out, pulling Rose behind me to shield her.A lean werewolf near the driver’s side let out a sharp whistle, his gaze raking over us as he inhaled deeply.“Well, well, look at what we have here—two well-off wolves. Seems like we’ll be get
In an instant, I shifted into my silver-furred wolf form, positioning myself protectively in front of Rose. Uriel had been caged inside me for so long that the moment he was unleashed, he lunged into battle with a savage hunger, his fangs eager to tear through flesh.Uriel thrived on bloodshed. He was a force of destruction, moving like a streak of silver through the enemy ranks, his attacks swift and merciless. The scent of blood and the agonized cries of his victims only fueled his bloodlust. He sank his teeth into their throats, draining their life essence before moving on to the next. By the time the battle ended, the once-pristine snow was stained crimson. Satisfied, Uriel ran his tongue over the blood-soaked ground, reveling in the carnage.Rose, now back in her human form, rushed toward Uriel, but she hesitated, her brows knitting in concern. She must have sensed something was wrong—his energy was off, darker, more unstable.“Jack, what are you doing?” she demanded, her voice l
Rose’s Point of View:Jack’s wolf was unlike any I had ever seen. His silver fur shimmered beneath the moonlight, making him look almost otherworldly. He was magnificent—stronger, faster, and more ferocious than any wolf I had encountered. In mere seconds, he had torn through the enemy wolves with terrifying ease.But as I shifted back into my human form and approached him, something felt… off. Jack’s wolf stood over the bloodied snow, his tongue flicking out to lap up the crimson stains. I hesitated for a moment, sensing the tension in the air, but concern pushed me forward.Then, he growled.It was low and guttural, a warning laced with something darker. His golden eyes burned with an eerie, murderous glow as his razor-sharp fangs gleamed in the moonlight.Confused, I took another step closer, thinking perhaps he was injured. But the moment I reached for him, he recoiled in disgust, his expression twisted with something akin to revulsion.I froze. Why was he looking at me like that?
Rose’s Point of View:Jack needed to be somewhere safe, so I dragged his unconscious body through the snow and into the car. It wasn’t easy—he was heavy, his broad, muscular frame making the task nearly impossible—but I refused to leave him behind.By the time I collapsed into the driver’s seat, I was breathless, my body slick with sweat despite the cold. As I reached for the steering wheel, a sharp, searing pain shot through my arm. Gritting my teeth, I pressed my palm over the wound, attempting to summon my healing power once more.Nothing happened.The warmth that had once flowed so effortlessly from my hands was gone. No matter how hard I focused, my power refused to awaken.I didn’t have time to dwell on it.With a frustrated sigh, I grabbed some tissues from the glove compartment and pressed them against the wound, hoping to slow the bleeding. Then, pushing through the pain, I started the engine and drove Jack to a small hotel on the outskirts of town.The room was dimly lit, th
Jack’s Point of ViewRose’s excitement was undeniable as she spoke about her healing power. Her eyes gleamed with determination as she picked up a small knife from the table.“It might seem unbelievable,” she said, “but you need to see it for yourself.”Before I could react, she reached for my hand, holding it gently yet firmly. With a swift motion, she made a small incision on my finger. A sharp sting shot through my skin as blood welled up, but before I could pull away, she pressed her palm over the wound.A sudden warmth coursed through my hand, spreading up my arm like a wave of fire and light. The pain disappeared almost instantly, and when Rose moved her hand away, my skin was completely intact.I stared at my finger, my mouth slightly open in disbelief.It was as if the wound had never existed.For a moment, I could only stand there, overwhelmed, my mind racing. I had heard whispers of rare supernatural beings—hybrids of vampires and werewolves—who possessed healing abilities.
Rose’s Point of ViewI returned from the hotel to the attic of the clinic, my mind clouded with everything that had happened. The events of the past day felt almost surreal.Jack had found me.And he had promised to let me go—if I could cure his wolf’s madness.It should have been good news. It was good news. Yet, for some reason, it didn’t make me feel any better.Lying down on the small bed, I buried my face into my pillow. Silent tears slipped from my eyes, soaking into the fabric.No matter what I did, no matter how much time passed, the truth remained the same. Jack and I would always be enemies.The next morning, I forced myself to push those thoughts aside as I packed our bags. I was folding the last of our clothes when Andrea stirred awake, rubbing her tired eyes.“Rose, are we leaving again?” she asked, her voice groggy with sleep.I hesitated.For the past two weeks, she had been living freely, away from the rigid rules of the pack. Now, she would have to return to the Blue
Rose’s Point of ViewThat afternoon, I decided to visit Lucy and let her know that I was back.She stared at me in disbelief the moment she saw me at the café.“How the hell did Jack manage to find you all the way in Alaska?” she asked, setting her coffee down with a thud.I shrugged, pretending to be unbothered. “I have no idea. I was just as surprised as you. Maybe the Moon Goddess had a hand in it,” I joked.Lucy frowned slightly. “By the way, did Jack ask you where I was?”Something about her tone made me pause. It was strange how Jack had tracked me down so easily, but I hadn’t given it too much thought. Maybe he had pieced together clues from the airport or found some other way to locate me.“Yeah, he came to see me,” Lucy admitted, propping her chin on her hand as she gazed out the window. “Obviously, I didn’t tell him anything.”Her expression was distant, unreadable. Something about it made me uneasy.What was she thinking?Was she upset that I had returned?“Well,” I said, f
Hilary’s point of viewI screamed—loud, raw, my voice echoing through the walls of this cursed place. Rage boiled inside me, hot and uncontrollable. How dare life keep throwing this at me? How dare everything fall apart again? I wanted to tear everything apart, break every piece of furniture, claw at the walls until my fingers bled—but instead, I screamed until my throat burned.The door burst open. Loren. Of course. He stormed in, face twisted in irritation.“What the hell are you screaming for?” he barked, voice sharp enough to cut glass.I didn’t think—I acted. My hand flew up and smacked him across the face, the slap echoing between us. His head snapped to the side. Good. Good. Let him feel something for once instead of walking around like he owns the damn world.“You’re useless!” I spat, chest heaving. “You were supposed to get the sixty million from Jack. Sixty million! And what do you have? Nothing! Not a single damn thing to show for it!”Loren’s eyes darkened, jaw clenching.
Hilary’s point of view I can’t take this anymore. Loren—he’s unbearable. Rough, uncaring…he doesn’t know the first thing about taking care of a woman. No softness, no consideration. Just his demands, his selfishness. I never wanted this—never asked for him. But what choice did I have? Out there in the wild, I wouldn’t have lasted a day after Jack drove me from the Blue Lagoon pack. The wilderness is cruel, and death would’ve found me faster than mercy. So, I stayed with Loren. I survived. But at what cost?Gods, the way he touches me—it’s nothing like what it should be. Not tender. Not loving. Just…possessive. Like I’m some object to use whenever he pleases. And as if that humiliation isn’t enough, he parades around with those other women—those slaves. Don't even bother to hide it. He’ll come to me at night, take what he wants, then stroll off to warm someone else’s bed without so much as a backward glance. There’s no respect. No dignity left for me. I was treated better at Blue Lago
Lucy’s Point of View:When I first arrived at the Blue Lagoon Pack, my gaze was immediately drawn to their young Alpha, Jack Harris. I had expected an older man, seasoned and rugged—but Jack was something else entirely. He was young, commanding, and undeniably handsome, exuding a natural authority that demanded respect. His very presence seemed destined for leadership, and the loyalty of his pack members reflected that.Something inside me stirred the first time Jack’s eyes met mine. My heart skipped a beat, pounding in a way I couldn’t ignore.But Jack’s attention was fixed solely on Rose. Whether she noticed or chose to ignore it, I wasn’t sure—but his gaze softened with warmth whenever he looked at her. It was that tender look, reserved only for her, that twisted something deep inside me. I silently wished she wouldn’t return his feelings.Rose and I had grown up together—I knew her better than anyone. Even if she never said it out loud, I could tell she liked Jack too. I had seen
Jack’s Point of View:Rose rushed back to the Blue Lagoon Pack, her expression tense as she entered. “Any news from Lucy? Is Loren demanding money or something?” Her voice carried urgency while Ross paced anxiously nearby.“He’s asking for sixty million dollars for Lucy’s release,” I said. “But don’t worry, I’ve already ordered my team to gather the funds.” I hoped my reassurance would ease Ross’s nerves.“Sixty million? That’s insane! Loren kidnapped her just to extort us?” Rose’s face drained of color at the hefty demand.“Let me handle this,” I murmured, pulling her into my arms. Loren’s vendetta was with me, not Lucy. She had been caught in the crossfire, and that guilt weighed heavily on me.“Stay here—I’ll take care of it,” I said, guiding Rose back to the villa.“But what are you going to do?” Her gaze searched mine, anxiety etched into her features. She knew me too well to believe I’d simply pay Loren without retaliation. I wasn’t the type to be humiliated or let someone profi
Loren’s Point of ViewI harbored a deep, burning grudge against Jack.He had humiliated me, stripped me of power, and left my pack in ruins. Ever since that defeat, the Black Basin Pack had been clawing its way back from the edge of collapse. I’d been forced to sell high-ranking slaves and part with some of my most valuable possessions just to keep us afloat. Now, even buying a decent bottle of wine made me think twice—something I never imagined I’d endure.Damn him.Jack would pay for what he’d done to me. Revenge wasn’t just a desire—it was a necessity. I couldn’t sleep at night without hearing his name echoing through my fury.Fortunately, fate had thrown me a lifeline—Hilary. Cast out by Jack, she had wasted no time joining the Black Basin Pack. And what a valuable asset she’d become. Hilary was useful in every way imaginable—she knew things, secrets about Jack and Rose—and she was eager to share them, especially after a night in my bed.Together, we’d spent countless hours plotti
Rose’s Point of ViewThe next morning, I woke up in Jack’s bed.The last thing I remembered was falling asleep, but I had no idea how I ended up here. My body still ached from our passionate encounter the night before, leaving me both exhausted and strangely content.“Get up and get dressed,” Jack said with a warm smile as he approached me, already fully dressed. He looked impeccable in a custom-tailored black suit, a crisp white ruffled shirt, and a light blue vest that brought out his eyes. “I’m gathering the Blue Lagoon Pack today to officially announce that you’re not James’s daughter.”He sat beside me and gently smoothed my messy hair. I leaned into his touch, then impulsively wrapped my arms around him.“I’m a little nervous,” I admitted, rubbing my eyes before resting my head against his shoulder. His familiar scent filled my senses, comforting and grounding me. Without thinking, I hooked my legs around his waist, clinging to him as if letting go would make everything unravel.
Rose’s point of view:"Of course, I will always keep my word. ”Jack had a serious but tender expression. He raised his hand to run his fingers over my face and lips."Tomorrow, I will announce your true identity to the Blue Lagoon Pack, then we will organise the Luna ceremony.”I nodded. My eyelids lowered slightly as I rejoiced at Jack’s contact. His face was illuminated by an affectionate smile, and I could see my reflection in his amber eyes.His eyes ran over my face before landing on my lips. He leaned over, kissed me passionately and bit my lower lip. I gasped, and he took the opportunity to slip the tip of his tongue into my mouth. He pressed me against the wall with His large and powerful body.Be careful, it was the hospital. I squirmed a little."Not here. Others might see us. ”I placed my palms on Jack’s chest to put space between us. He glanced around him and pulled me further into the corridor. We didn't stop until we found an empty room. He locked the door, pushed me a
Rose’s Point of ViewI cried in Mika’s arms for what felt like an eternity until my tears finally slowed, leaving me drained but strangely lighter.“James was a monster,” Mika spat through gritted teeth. Her face twisted with raw anger, her entire body trembling. “He deserved worse than death for what he did. So many years… stolen from us because of his cruelty.”Her rage burned hot, but something about the intensity of it unsettled me. I gently wiped away her tears, my hand smoothing over her back in an attempt to calm her. Her breathing gradually slowed, and a smile of relief broke through her anguish.“Goddess of the Moon,” she whispered, glancing upward with gratitude, “thank you for keeping my daughter safe.” Her gaze returned to me, glistening with joy. “Armin… you have no idea how happy I am right now.”I helped her settle onto the couch, though her emotions still swung wildly between happiness and fury. She was overwhelmed—understandably so—but I worried about the strain it wa
Rose’s Point of View“What do you want from me, Jack?” I demanded, pushing him away to put some distance between us. We were still too close—just a few centimeters apart—and his intoxicating scent clouded my thoughts.“You’ll find out soon enough,” he said, voice laced with mystery.He pulled back, his touch lingering for a moment before he withdrew completely. With surprising tenderness, he straightened my shirt, buttoning it for me, and carefully hung my bra on the edge of the bed. His lips brushed against my cheek as he whispered, “I miss you so much, baby.”I opened my mouth to respond—whether to scold him or something else, I didn’t know—but he didn’t give me the chance. Grabbing my hand, he tugged me out of the dormitory and led me to his car. The ride was a blur of questions I couldn’t voice, anxiety churning in my stomach.When we arrived at the Blue Lagoon Pack, I expected anything but what came next. Jack didn’t slow down until we reached his villa. Inside, Mika was waiting.