Seth’s POVI knew Camilla was avoiding me, probably because Luna had caught us in a… compromising position five days ago. But I have had enough. I have given her the space she must have wanted, but every fiber in me aches to see her.So, I was making my way down to Omega Hall B. The door was closed, but as I reached for the handle, it was opened, and Mia stood there with surprise on her face before she schooled it into a smug look.She rested her hips on the side of the door and then raised a brow at me. “Here to see your… Camilla again? You know you should be thanking us for not telling your wife what you have been—” I wasn’t interested in whatever nonsense she was sprouting, so I moved her to the side and walked in. The room was mostly empty, save for two girls who were sleeping on their beds.“Where is she?” I turned to Mia, and she stepped in.“I don’t know,” she said. I sighed and pressed my thumb to my forehead.“I really do not have time for your bullshit, Mia. Where is she?”S
Camilla’s POVI tried to force my eyes open, but it felt like they had been glued shut. I could hear the sound of distant mumbling, and I groaned.When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the pack of yellow chips that I had been eating earlier, scattered on the ground."She's waking," a male voice said, and I tried to remember where I was or whose voice that was. That was when it finally hit me—the voice belonged to Marcus, and…I tried to get up, but it was impossible as my hands and legs were tied by ropes. I looked up, and Nora and Marcus were looming above me. I began to panic, my heart beating a rapid tattoo in my chest."What are you doing? Let me go!" I yelled at them, still struggling to free myself."No can do, love," Nora shrugged and stood to her full height. I looked around in panic."Help, help us!" I stopped shouting and looked at Nora, who had her head tilted up and was shouting for help. She stopped and slapped her hands on her thighs while laughing."What are
Camilla’s POVThe sound of someone screaming jerked me awake. I quickly got to my feet and looked around. Then it hit me—Nora…the kidnapping.It was pitch black, and for a moment, I thought the sack was still on my head. I blinked my eyes slowly, trying to adjust to the darkness.The sound of someone screaming again made me stumble back. It was loud and agonizing, and—and—Tears began to stream down my cheeks. I stretched my hand forward, trying to reach for anything. My hands touched the wall, and I ran them over the sloppy, wet surface. I took a deep sniff, and bile rose to the tip of my tongue.“Where am I?” I said into the darkness, shaking. I didn’t know whether to scream for help or remain silent.The sound came again, and I could hear whimpers mixed with mine. “Is someone there?” I asked in a whisper, suddenly hit with déjà vu from my last kidnapping.I got no reply and thought to take a sniff, but the smell of rotten flesh and blood made me think twice about it.With my hands,
Camilla’s POVFor the next... Goddess knows how long, I continued to take care of the girl. She was delirious, sometimes looking up and screaming for help before slipping back into an unconscious state. The cuts on her arms weren't healing, and her blood continued to ooze out every second. I feared she wouldn't make it.I heard the sound of the large metal door opening, and I cradled the girl's head closer to me. Jude stood in front of my cell and began to open it."You can't take her again, she'll die," I said, wrapping my hand around her cold body."I'm not here for her. You will be going with me."My heart slammed hard against my chest at his words. "No," I begged, pressing my back against the wall."NO!" I yelled when he yanked me by my hand, and the girl's head hit the rough floor with an audible thud.My heart beat loudly in my chest as he led me out of my cell and to the door. There was a long corridor and two others guarding the metal gates from the other side."Lock the cell
It felt as if molten lava had been injected into my veins, searing through my blood like a relentless fire. The burn was unbearable—too much—far too much for me to endure.Every inch of my body screamed for mercy, though I couldn’t tell if the screams were only in my head or if they had escaped my lips as well. My vision blurred as I forced my eyes open, staring up at the ceiling, which seemed to sway and spin above me."Keep going strong, child. Keep your baby alive."I tried to remember whose voice that was… It was Doc, the man responsible for all this pain.Please. I tried to say. Make it stop. I begged silently, my voice too weak to escape my lips.Slowly, after what felt like an eternity, the burning began to subside, leaving me gasping for breath.“Incredible,” the doc said, his face appearing above me, his eyes gleaming with twisted fascination. “Your body accepted the Nocturne within twenty minutes. This is truly incredible!”Twenty minutes? The searing pain in my veins felt l
Seth’s POVAt first, I thought Camilla might have left to join another pack, but I knew it wasn’t that easy—without a proper transfer letter from Alpha Zane, no pack would accept her. They would think she must have committed an offense and was on the run.So, my second guess was that she would try to leave. Leave the borders that separated our part of the world from the humans. After two days of driving, here I was, checking through the list of people who had crossed the border.“Are you sure a female from Green Hill Pack hasn’t left?” I asked the man in charge. “She has straight brown hair up to her shoulders, light brown eyes, and she’s…” Beautiful, I almost said, then cleared my throat.“Positive. We haven’t had a female from Green Hill Pack leave, and it wouldn’t be possible without the proper documentation and permission from said Alpha.”I nodded and sighed deeply. Of course, it wouldn’t be that easy; Camilla didn’t have any of those things—especially as an omega.I thanked the
Seth's POVMy hand wrapped around the woman’s throat beneath me. She sneered and bared her teeth at me. My fingers tightened around her neck, and my patience began to wear thin.“Where the fuck is my mate?” I growled while she scratched at my arm and continued struggling.A muffled sound made me snap my head up, and the female whose hands and feet were still bounded with ropes wiggled her fingers at me, her eyes moving between me and the woman which clearly meant that I should untie her.I held in a sigh as I looked at the rogue and then back at the female whose eyes were pleading. With one last look at the rogue, I balled my left hand into a fist, and her eyes widened as I slammed it into the side of her head, knocking her out cold.I stood to my full height and as I looked down at this unknown female, her blue eyes were wide open as she stared at me with clear anticipation. I looked around and saw a knife laying next to the fire. I picked it up and began to cut the ropes.As soon as
Camilla’s POVI felt hot. Every part of my body was hot, and all I wanted was to rip the skin off my flesh.I groaned, trying to turn away, but I felt a hand on my head, keeping me in place."Shhh, it's okay," the voice said, but it sounded so distant. It felt like I was being pulled into a black hole, and before I knew it, I was standing in the middle of the pack house."I'm back," I said to myself, my voice echoing in the silent room. It felt like I was being turned around or the room spun itself. I couldn't tell, but I was now standing in front of Seth. "Seth, you found me," I rasped out, my lips pulling up into a smile. Seth stared at me blankly, and I cocked my head to the side. "Seth?" I called, taking a step forward, but it felt like each step I took, took me further away from him. A hand wrapped around his waist, and another slid down his chest. Tracey's head crept from his back, and she began to kiss his neck while looking at me. "He’s mine," she yelled and sank her fang
Camilla’s POVThe day I left the hospital, everything felt different—brighter, sharper, as if the world had come into focus for the first time in weeks. Maybe it was the absence of pain, or maybe it was because I hadn’t been outside in so long. Either way, something had shifted, both inside and out.Seth drove in silence, his fingers drumming on the wheel like they always did when something was on his mind. The space between us was heavy, thick with all the things we hadn’t said. Ever since the fight with Tracey at the cliff where he had revealed what he did, I had been there—we hadn’t spoken about it but it was lurking just beneath the surface. I knew we’d get to it eventually. We always did.When we pulled into the driveway, the house was quiet. Jorge had passed out on the couch, his book still open, while Lucien was curled up in his crib, breathing softly. Seeing them like that, touched by everything we’d been through, made my chest ache. How could they look so peaceful when our wo
Camilla’s POVBeep. Beep. Beep.I wanted to block it out, but the sound grew louder, drilling into my mind.Beep. Beep. Beep.I wished it would stop.Beep. Beep—My eyes fluttered open, and the sudden brightness hit me hard. The light was too harsh, too familiar, pulling me back to memories of the first time. The first time I had met my mate."Camilla?"That voice. I knew that voice. The first time he'd said my name, I’d been here, in a hospital bed, just like now. A hand slipped into mine, warm and steady. Sparks danced up my skin, and I turned my head toward him, blinking to clear the haze. Seth’s face came into focus, his eyes wide, hollow, like he’d seen a ghost. Maybe he had. My brain was sluggish, working overtime to piece together why I was here.“Oh goddess... you’re awake... you’re really awake,” he whispered, his hand squeezing mine before he pulled away. I heard him talking, probably calling the doctors, but I couldn’t focus on his words. I wanted answers.When he came ba
Dear readers, in this chapter, you’ll experience flashbacks moving between the past and present. The point of view will also shift between Seth and Tracey throughout, so keep an eye on who’s narrating as the story unfolds.Seth’s POV- The pastSeven years ago.It was on the night when Zane was going to be appointed the new Alpha of the pack and my father would be handing over his role as Delta to me. That was when I first laid my eyes on her.She was beautiful… breathtaking. I was just twenty three years when I met her and we had ran together… I felt connected to her almost like she was my mate.I couldn’t find her after the run that night and it felt like my heart had been shattered. I didn’t even get her name.“Hey!” A female voice snapped as I bummed into her as I rushed to Alpha Zane’s office to inform him of the visitors we were having.My eyes met with who it was and my breath hitched. It was her… the female that I had ran with. The female I couldn’t stop thinking about.“It’s
Tracey’s POVWe were in the old wrecked cottage where Lucius had once chained Camilla, a place that still reeked of mildew and memories of the past. Dust clung to every surface, and the broken windows let in the cold autumn air, making the walls groan as if they, too, could sense the danger. I stood at the threshold, watching them—my child, Jorge, and that… that filthy woman’s boy. Lucien. I could see the way Jorge had wrapped himself around the brat, shielding him from me as though I was the monster here.As if that little parasite deserved his protection.Jorge’s eyes met mine for a brief moment before he turned his face away, his lips trembling. His hands tightened around Lucien, and the sight only made my blood boil. That was supposed to be us. Jorge, me and Seth, a family. But she had taken everything from me.“What is it, Jorge? Don’t you want to be with me again?” I took a step forward, my voice soft yet dangerous.He shook his head, his brown curls bouncing slightly, and I cou
Seth’s POVMy whole body was humming with anger, anxiety, and fear. Damn it, I had thought she’d come for me, that Tracey’s obsession would be aimed solely at making me pay. But no, she hadn’t gone after me directly—she’d gone after our children. She had taken the boys to lure both Camilla and me into her twisted trap.I kept clenching and unclenching my fists, trying to focus on anything other than the gnawing pit in my stomach. The fear was crawling through me like a sickness. And right now, the worst part was the waiting. We were still stuck here at the hospital, waiting to hear from the doctors about Ava. We couldn’t even leave to start looking for Jorge and Lucien. Every minute felt like a lifetime.Camilla sat next to me, staring at the wall. Her legs bounced on the floor, Ava’s daughter, Fiona sleeping on her lap, her eyes were wide, and they were bloodshot. She hadn’t said a word since we’d arrived at the hospital. Hell, I hadn’t known what to say either. What could I even say
Camilla’s POV“Where’s the piñata?” I yelled over the loud music blasting from the speakers. The air was filled with the scent of sugar and sunscreen, and the laughter of children echoed all around. I had a juice box in one hand and a crying Lucien in the other. My eyes darted around, scanning the crowd for any sign of Seth, who was supposed to bring the piñata about fifteen minutes ago.The juice box slipped from my fingers, splattering onto the ground, and I muttered a curse under my breath. I barely managed to avoid colliding with a guest, offering a hurried apology before continuing my search for Seth. Lucien started to wriggle in my arms, his tiny fists pounding against my chest, clearly wanting to get down. The music, the heat, and the noise were all starting to overwhelm me.“Oh goodness… Ava!” I called out, spotting her across the yard. She was chatting with some of the other moms, her hand resting protectively on her baby bump. Another baby cooking inside of her. She looked
Camilla’s POVI could hear the soft creak of the door opening, and I turned around just in time to see Seth walking in. His shoulders slumped down in a way that sent a chill through me. Something was off, something was wrong.My stomach twisted as I frowned, hurriedly turning off the stove before pulling the apron from around my neck. I tossed it aside, my movements slower than usual as I approached him. My eyes scanned his face, taking in the exhaustion etched into every line. His eyes... they were red—bloodshot, almost like he’d been crying. But when I looked deeper, it wasn’t tears. No, it was something worse. He had been thinking, too much.“Oh, no,” I whispered, feeling my breath hitch in my chest. I reached him and cradled his face between my hands, my thumbs brushing softly over the stubble on his jaw. “Seth, what’s wrong?”His forehead met mine, and his eyes closed for just a moment, as if gathering whatever strength he had left. “We might want to sit down for this,” he mutter
Seth’s POVI couldn’t tell Camilla the truth. I couldn’t tell her that I’d seen someone that night.No, something.I wasn’t imagining it. I wasn’t going crazy. That much I knew for sure. Whatever it was, it had to be real.“We can’t keep doing this, Seth.” Landon’s voice broke through the silence. I hadn’t even heard him coming out of the woods, but there he was, joining me at the cliff’s edge. The same cliff where it had happened—where Tracey and Lucius had fallen.“I know.” The words felt hollow. What else could I say?“It’s been months,” Landon reminded me as he came up beside me, his eyes tracing the same path mine had followed a thousand times—down to the waterfall that disappeared into nothingness below. “They couldn’t have survived that.” His voice dropped to almost a whisper.I stared down, my chest tightening. “No, Landon. I saw something. The eyes of a wolf.” I began pacing, unable to stand still, my thoughts chasing each other like prey. “It’s been haunting me. Every day, e
Camilla’s POVNothing in this world could take away my smile or happiness. All my problems had been washed down the river—literally.I pointed to a long, flowery wedding dress, its soft lace catching the light just right in the picture book. “Oh, look at this one! It’s perfect,” I said, unable to hide the excitement bubbling up inside me.Caroline, sitting beside me, gave a soft smile, nodding. “Yeah, it’s beautiful, Luna,” she said in her usual respectful tone.I waved her off, leaning back into the couch behind me, a playful smile creeping across my face. “Please, drop the ‘Luna’ already,” I teased. I knew it was second nature to her by now, but it still felt strange sometimes.She smiled back, a bit awkwardly, not quite sure what to say. Even though we were close, she couldn’t fully shake the formalities.The wedding date had been set, and it was coming fast. Two weeks after the boys’ birthday, which meant I had only three weeks to prepare for the ceremony. Three short weeks to pla