Melania’s Perspective-
"Stop it!" I hissed to my best friend Linda, trying to keep my voice low. "You're frightening my sister. She should be celebrating; she's been waiting for her wolf longer than any of her peers. Can't you just dial it back a bit?"
I observed Linda attempting to draw deep breaths, well-known for her susceptibility to panic attacks. My gaze shifted toward her mate, silently pleading for them to escort her to a different room. I echoed the request through our mind link—a unique connection the healer and I shared with others, excluding our mates, until the bond was fully formed.
I gently nudged my father aside and knelt before my sister's wolf, establishing a mental link wi
Sapphires Perspective:Once I informed my sister about the new ability she was about to gain, thanks to Edna's announcement, I turned to Brock, my Alpha. Despite not being a wolf, we have a contract—I will serve as the pack witch for his protection. Essentially, we've got each other's backs, so I don't have to worry about anyone attempting to burn down my house.“Brock, let’s go to your office and the three of us can converse there,” I suggested with a playful grin.I watched as Brock headed out the door. “Brock? Where do you think you are going?”Brock looked perplexed as he replied, “To my helicopter.” His hand motions that he is leading the way.I huffed, trying to hold my cool, “Why do we need a helicopter, if we have me?”Brock knitted his brows once again in confusion, “What about my helicopter?”“Really? Brock, your men can’t be with
Sapphires Perspective: Morgana is a formidable presence, one that shouldn't be trifled with, and with Crystal being the chosen prodigy, her role may prove critical in the imminent war. At sixteen, Crystal's turbulent emotions leave her vulnerable—ripe for manipulation, susceptible to coaxed into a misguided quest for exaggerated vengeance.I had to conceal her presence from Morgana—mentally and physically. If Morgana infiltrated Crystal's mind, she could dominate her body. I was determined to prevent that at all costs.I had to weave a magical shroud over Crystal's mind to ensure only I could penetrate it. With a sigh, I faced the day I hoped would never dawn in my time, yet here it was&mda
Sapphire's Perspective:With Crystal's mind now shielded from Morgana's influence, I couldn't help but wonder who else she might ensnare—someone of her own bloodline. It hit me then: Yadiel, his gender notwithstanding, was vulnerable to her psychic grip. Although wielding her powers might elude him, he could still act under her influence in myriad other ways.Trying to block out Morgana, I reached out to Adrian's wolf through telepathy—a witch's means of mind-linking. "Come to my side, now!" The wolf complied instantly, and along with Crystal, they took up positions on either side of me. I quickly wove a protective spell around Adrian's mind, sealing it from Morgana's reach. Facing Morgana squarely, I declared, "These two will not be turned into your pawns." With a
From Stephanie's point of view:Brock had included me in every decision, treating me with equal regard, and it made me feel cherished deeply. If he hadn't already captured my heart, this certainly sealed it. Post-meeting, I whisked him away to his bedroom, promptly shutting and locking the door behind us, my arms encircling his neck in an intimate embrace."Thank you for involving me in all the meetings and decisions," I said, gazing up at him, my eyes brimming with both love and desire. But then Brock spoke, shattering the moment."It's only natural, you are the Luna of our pack, after all." Those few words felt like ice water to my emotions. My arms fell away from his neck as I retreated and stepped through the door, a cold realization settling in. I had been foolish to believe he saw me as his true partner, when, in reality, he was still seeking a Luna to command and produce offspring. It's not the idea of having children that I oppose, but rather the thought of being subservient r
Stephanie's perspective:As my father, Brock, and other Alpha representatives scoured the area in search of my sister, a sinking feeling told me it was too late. She'd set out to find Yadiel, likely seeking the truth about their shared bloodline.Yadiel had previously snatched her, using her as a pawn in a dangerous trade for me—and now, terrifyingly, she had willingly stepped into danger's maw.We were clueless about his hideout, the very knowledge that Adrian possessed, and the interrogation of him that we had yet to conduct weighed heavily on my mind. Both my sister and Adrian had vanished without a trace, and despite the intense search effort, her increasingly faint scent led nowhere. It was near the boundary of Brock's territory where both she and Adrian's trail disappeared completely.I had an inkling that Yadiel was employing a witch who shielded their pack from prying eyes. Locating it would be an impossible task without assistance from someone within Yadiel's ranks.The searc
Brock’s Perspective: I was baffled at how my mate shifted from seething anger to an eager desire to mate. I wouldn't question this unexpected turn of fortune. In gratitude, I offered silent thanks to the moon goddess for her positive gift.Without hesitation, driven by a distrust of interruptions, I quickly stripped off her clothes, then shed my own. A giggle escaped her, amused by my fervent haste—a desire that had been smoldering since the day she dashed away with her resume in hand.Gently placing Stephanie on the bed, I hovered over her, eager to lavish my attention on her generous curves. Suddenly, a persistent knock, knock, knock intruded upon us. I brushed off the relentless tapping
Stephanie's Perspective:I tuned into Yadiel’s thoughts with my newfound ability—"The Mind reader." His mind was a whirl of confusion over our presence. I listened as he covertly instructed his underlings to scour the area, his paranoia about an ambush apparent. Preoccupied with the threat of us usurping his pack, he failed to notice that we had already whisked my human friend—his unwilling blood supply—to safety.Amidst his mental chatter, I caught snippets of a discreet transaction he was keen to hide. Under different circumstances, curiosity might have held me there, but my friend's safety took precedence. Brock would have to be briefed; he could deploy a team to delve into that mystery.Yadiel's gaze on me was unsettling, his mind a cesspool of repugnant thoughts. Mastering this power challenged me; I could intercept every shifter's inner voice, though, thankfully, humans remained silent to me. Sure, the pack link offered the convenience of a mental barricade, but this new psychic
Stephanies Perspective: Could the gamma ensure my human friend reached the pack hospital in time? If not, her life would slip through our fingers...Linda and her sister were confirmed to be on pack grounds, yet we wondered if additional members of the mountain witch clan had converged to aid Morgana. Above the trees, Yadiel—now functioning as Morgana's vessel—hovered like a specter, apparently overseeing the scene. Could it be that she had enlisted more recruits?The leaves rustled with a faint crackle, piercing the forest's darkness. Clouds shrouded the moon, casting a net of shadow through the intertwining leaves and branches. Glancing at Brock, I whispered, "Someone is out there. I can't read their mind. If I can't read minds, and only human minds are closed to me, does that mean witches—humans with magic—would evade my mind reading abilities too?"Brock edged closer, his eyes reflecting the little light that filtered through the dense forest, his nostrils flaring as he attempte