The day had been like any other at the hospital. With Jack away for the Alpha meeting, I took the opportunity to meet Andrea after work—a routine I had grown fond of in his absence.Andrea had been struggling with her math assignments lately. The increasing difficulty was starting to frustrate her, so I made it a point to help her whenever I could. That evening, I headed straight to Lydia’s house to check on her and help Andrea finish her homework.As I approached the house, I noticed an unusual commotion in the streets. Werewolves were rushing out of the pack, some shouting frantically. Even the guards had abandoned their posts, their voices echoing with panic.“What’s going on?” I called out, grabbing the arm of a woman running past me.She barely glanced at me, her face pale with fear. “Something serious is happening near the forest!” she exclaimed, jerking free from my grip and disappearing into the chaos.Confused and uneasy, I quickened my pace toward Lydia’s house. Surely, she
The streets were alive with chaos as werewolves rushed toward the forest beyond the woodside. Andrea and I blended into the crowd, keeping a low profile. Everyone seemed preoccupied with their own urgency, barely noticing us as they pushed forward. A few wolves glanced our way but quickly dismissed us, overtaking us in their frantic race deeper into the forest.“Rose, this is so strange,” Andrea said, her voice tinged with curiosity. “Why is everyone running in different directions?”“That’s not our concern,” I replied firmly, gripping her hand. “We need to keep moving.”Whatever had sparked the chaos wasn’t enough to deter me from our escape. I’d made up my mind. This was our chance to break free, and I wasn’t going to waste it.We veered away from the crowd, heading south toward the edge of the Blue Lagoon pack’s territory. The moment we crossed the border, freedom would be ours.I had it all planned out. We’d make our way to Westwood, where Andrea could finally pursue her love for
I steered the car through the dense forest bordering the Blue Lagoon pack. My vision blurred from the pain radiating through my abdomen, but I kept driving, gripping the wheel tightly. Every second felt like an eternity. As I neared the pack’s territory, I sent out a mental link to Marvin, who was holding down the fort in my absence.“Marvin, I’m in the forest east of the border. Bring reinforcements immediately and get me out of here. I’m seriously injured, and there’s a chance someone is pursuing me.”Marvin’s reply was swift, his voice steady despite my grim tone. “Understood, Alpha. We’re on our way.”I pressed down on the wound in my abdomen, trying to slow the bleeding, though the effort felt futile. Each breath was labored, my strength ebbing away. I’d been through worse, but for the first time in a long while, fear crept into my heart—not just fear of death, but of leaving behind unfinished business.I’d fought for freedom once, for myself and for my pack, but now, I realized
Rose’s point of view I was a fool. A complete, hopeless fool.I was the princess of the Maroon Hill pack, the daughter of a proud Alpha, yet here I was, running back to the very place where my nightmares were born. Running back to save the man who had destroyed everything I held dear.The road to freedom had stretched out before me, a gift wrapped in chaos and chance, yet I had thrown it away.Andrea clung tightly to my back as I carried her through the forest, her small arms draped around my neck. She was exhausted from hours of running, her breaths shallow against my shoulder. I pushed forward, each step weighing heavier with regret.Why had I turned back? Why had I let myself care? Jack had killed my father, torn my pack apart, and enslaved me. I owed him nothing but vengeance. And yet, his face—those dark, piercing eyes, the rare moments of vulnerability he let slip—haunted me.He was cruel, but he was also a man burdened by something deeper, something I didn’t understand. The th
I had done everything within my power to save Jack, but my efforts seemed futile. His body lay motionless on the table, growing colder with every passing second. The monitor beside him showed a flat, unwavering line, a grim confirmation that life was slipping away from him.We had tried every method at our disposal—defibrillation, resuscitation, blood transfusions. Nothing worked.One by one, the doctors began stepping back, their faces etched with despair. A heavy, suffocating silence descended over the room.“Jack is our Alpha,” Samuel whispered hoarsely, sinking to the ground. His grief-stricken face was streaked with sweat, and his gray hair gleamed under the fluorescent lights, making him look older, defeated. “He’s a stubborn man. He’s survived so much—his childhood, the wars. He turned this pack around. How could he die now?” His voice cracked with anguish.Tears stung my eyes, but I refused to cry. I refused to let this be the end.Jack couldn’t die.Not after everything I had
“Jack is now out of danger,” I informed Lucy, my voice steady despite the exhaustion weighing on me. “The rest depends on his next treatment, but for now, you can relax. We’ll do everything we can.”Lucy let out a visible sigh of relief, her body unwinding. “Really? That’s such a relief.”Her composure returned quickly, but her reaction piqued my curiosity. Lucy wasn’t usually this emotionally involved.“Lucy, why are you so worried about Jack? You and he aren’t particularly close.” I tilted my head, studying her expression.For a moment, hesitation flickered in her eyes, but she quickly masked it. “We all live in Jack’s territory now,” she said, raising her eyebrows. “If he dies, do you think we’ll have any chance of living comfortably here? Besides, the entire Blue Lagoon pack is anxious about him. It wouldn’t be right for me to act indifferent, would it?” She added a playful wink, as if trying to downplay her concern.“That makes sense,” I muttered, leaning heavily back into the ch
I was trapped in a dream—a long, agonizing one.The darkness of the dungeon engulfed me, bringing with it the cold bite of chains and the cruel gleam in James’ barbaric eyes. The screams of my pack members echoed endlessly, their cries piercing through my chest like daggers.Then I was on the battlefield, fighting faceless enemies, surrounded by chaos. The ground beneath me was soaked in blood, its scarlet hue spreading like wildfire. I kept fighting, but no matter how many I defeated, the blood kept rising, drowning me inch by inch.And then, darkness.I didn’t know how much time had passed before a warmth wrapped itself around my body. It was unlike anything I’d felt before—hot, almost burning, but soothing, like sunlight piercing through the darkest storm clouds. It rushed into my abdomen, stemming the endless bleeding. I wanted to open my eyes, to see the source of this miraculous sensation, but I didn’t have the strength.I could hear voices faintly—Samuel’s broken sobs, and Rose
Rose’s povWhen Jack asked me why I had returned, the question lingered in my mind far longer than it should have. But I couldn’t bring myself to admit the real reason, not even to myself.The truth was simple: Jack was an exceptional and responsible Alpha. Despite my hatred for him, I couldn’t deny that. He wasn’t the monster I had painted him to be—at least not entirely. That’s why I saved him. Out of kindness. Out of obligation as a doctor.And that was all.Nothing could alter the intense hatred I felt for him. He had killed my father, destroyed my pack, and enslaved the surviving werewolves. I could never forget that. Never forgive it.I had saved Jack because of the oath I made as a doctor—to save lives no matter the circumstances. I couldn’t bear the thought of his pack crying for him outside the operating room, their despair clawing at me like a tangible weight.And then there was Loren, lurking in the shadows, waiting for any opportunity to capture me. Escaping now would have
Bianca’s Point of ViewReturning to university marked the end of everything I had with Carlos. I threw away the punk clothes and jewelry, wiped off the heavy makeup, and let go of the wild hair colors I once thought were the height of style.I was never meant for a life of chaos and recklessness.Focusing on my studies and stepping away from parties brought me a sense of stability I hadn’t felt in a long time. It felt good. It felt right.But just a week later, Carlos forced his way back into my life.That night, his voice echoed from outside my dormitory, calling my name like nothing had ever happened.I used to find his tattoos and piercings thrilling—an exciting contrast to my world. Now, they looked grotesque, a sick reminder of my past mistakes. I recoiled at the sight of him. How had I ever fallen for someone like him?“Who the hell does he think he is? Want me to take care of him for you?”Rose had just returned from her pack visit, dropping her bag as she walked toward the win
Rose’s Point of View“Do you have a plan in mind?” I asked, settling beside Jack and watching his thoughtful expression. I was certain he had already figured out his next move.Jack turned to me with a soft smile, his gaze warm and tender. Ever since his wolf had recovered, he had become more open, more affectionate.“I have a feeling the Wouri River Pack will target the Blue Lagoon Pack next, now that they’ve taken over the smaller surrounding packs. So, I’ve decided to help them.”“That’s a smart move,” I said, nodding in agreement. “When are you heading to the front lines?”Jack always looked at the bigger picture. By assisting the Blue Lagoon Pack, he wasn’t just helping an ally—he was securing his own pack’s safety. With their support, the smaller packs had a better chance of survival.“Tonight,” he murmured, wrapping his arms around me. I knew he hated leaving my side.I also knew he wouldn’t be back anytime soon.I had heard whispers about the Wouri River Pack since childhood.
Rose’s Point of ViewMarvin drove us back to the university, but the entire ride, I couldn’t help but notice Bianca sneaking glances at him through the rearview mirror.It wasn’t surprising. After all, she had probably developed a crush on him ever since he saved her.“Marvin, what are you doing this weekend?” I asked casually, breaking the silence. “I bought two movie tickets for a theater just outside campus, but I won’t be able to go because of all my homework. Do you want to take Bianca instead?”I figured this was the perfect excuse for them to spend time together and get to know each other. Bianca certainly didn’t seem opposed to the idea.“Movie tickets?” Marvin glanced at me before shaking his head. “Luna, if you don’t need them, I can help you sell them to someone else. Things are hectic at work, and I don’t think I’ll have any free time. Besides, I’m sure Bianca has a lot of assignments to catch up on too.”I stifled a sigh. Sometimes, Marvin could be as dull as stagnant wat
Bianca’s Point of ViewMarvin drove me away from West Street, his hands steady on the wheel as the city slowly woke up around us. The once-dark sky was beginning to lighten, and more cars filled the road.I turned my head to glance at him. The dim glow of streetlights flickered across his sharp features, highlighting the tense set of his jaw. His expression was unreadable—his lips pressed into a firm line, his focus locked on the road ahead.“Are you feeling any better? Don’t worry… You’re safe now.”Marvin must have noticed me staring because he turned slightly, his voice softer than before.The fear still clung to me, refusing to fade. A short while ago, I had been utterly terrified—more than I had ever been in my life.Carlos was a lost cause. A thug who would never change. I had been naïve to think otherwise, to believe that love could fix someone like him. How foolish I had been.I let out a shaky breath, tightening Marvin’s coat around me. Staring out the window, I struggled to
Bianca’s point of viewWhat?I couldn’t believe what I had just heard.Carlos had the audacity to suggest I sleep with his friends—as if I were some object to be passed around. His words hit me like ice-cold water, jolting me into instant sobriety. I stared at him, my chest tightening with disbelief and disgust.“You bastard! What do you think I am?” My voice trembled with rage as I shot to my feet. “How dare you say that to me?”The illusion I had built around him shattered in an instant. I had been blind, foolish enough to believe he was different from the lowlifes he surrounded himself with. I had convinced myself that if he changed his lifestyle, things would get better. But now, I saw the truth—Carlos was no better than the thugs my parents had warned me about.They had been right all along.Carlos was not a good man. He was a monster.I shook my head, my body rigid with fear. I had to leave. Now.But the moment I took a step back, Carlos lunged.“Where the hell do you think you’
Since meeting Carlos, my days have been a whirlwind of reckless adventures. He had seemed like the perfect companion—someone who could bring every fantasy of mine to life. I truly believed he was my best friend, the one person who understood me completely. But as the weeks passed, I began to see a different side of him, one I had ignored for too long.At first, I dismissed my doubts, convincing myself that I was imagining things. But the truth was undeniable: Carlos was not the man I thought he was.He had promised we would leave this city behind, escape to a place where no one knew us. I had believed him so completely that I even ended my engagement, thinking we would start a new life together. But Carlos never followed through. Every time I brought it up, he would soothe me with sweet words, making me believe in his empty promises all over again.Determined to build a future with him, I suggested he change jobs. Working as a bartender was never a long-term solution. I was even willi
Rose’s Point of ViewReturning to campus, I entered my dormitory and immediately noticed Bianca’s absence. Hours passed, and by midnight, she still hadn’t returned. Normally, she would call if she planned to stay out, but tonight, there was nothing—no message, no missed call.Uneasy, I grabbed my phone and dialed her number.Loud music and raucous laughter filled the background as soon as she answered.“Huh? What are you saying, Rose? Speak up—I can’t hear you!” Bianca’s voice was slurred, her words stumbling over themselves. She sounded drunk.“Where are you right now?” I asked again, my concern growing.“I’m at Charles de Gaulle Bar on West Street! Dancing with Carlos’ friends—come join us!” she giggled, oblivious to my worry.Before I could respond, vulgar voices cut through the phone.“Hey baby, how about a striptease?”“Gotta get this bitch’s clothes off first, ha-ha!”“Damn, I want her on her knees.”A chill ran down my spine. My grip on the phone tightened.“Bianca, are you ins
Rose’s point of view:The moment I saw Aaron deliberately irritating Jack, I knew that I was completely and totally condemned. Since Aaron had revealed our old relationship, Jack’s face was cold and dark.Even when he told the guard to hunt Aaron, the rage that burned in his eyes did not stop.The moment the door closed and there were only the two of us left, Jack took me in his arms. He was so strong that I couldn't defend myself. He pressed me hard against the desk, his powerful arms holding me back. Without an ounce of hesitation, he leaned over and took my lips in his. I opened my mouth, responding to his fiery kiss in nature.I could feel the growing anxiety in him as he held me against the desk and kissed me deeply."Wait, I think you should listen to my explanation," I tried to reason, pushing his firm chest against me.“Ok, no problem. I'll give you enough time to explain when I'm done." Jack didn't give me time to catch my breath. His lips found my neck and he planted his tee
Aaron’s Point of ViewTracking down the university where Rose was studying had been easy. Spotting her among the sea of students was even easier. Time had only made her more breathtaking.Her sleek black hair cascaded in effortless waves, framing a face that had grown even more striking. Her eyes—sharp and alluring—held a depth I hadn’t noticed before. And her body… toned, curvaceous, irresistible.She wasn’t the naive girl I once knew. There was a new confidence in her, a maturity that piqued my curiosity. Had someone else shaped this transformation?As I approached, her expression darkened, brows knitting together in clear displeasure. Was she still bitter about the way I had left her?My desire for her surged. The thought of having her again, of taking her without restraint, burned through me. But abandoning Olivia and the powerful Wouri River Pack for Rose? That wasn’t an option.No, I’d play this differently. I’d make her my secret, my indulgence. Once I crushed the Blue Lagoon P