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
Seth’s POVI ran my fingers through my hair and took a deep breath. All of this… for fucking nothing. I heard the sound of something dropping to the ground and turned around to see the woman who had saved me from being shot standing there, the large stick lying on the ground beside her feet.I frowned and stepped away from the rogue who was bleeding on the floor and toward the blonde unknown woman.She took a step back, her eyes moving to the gun in my hands. “I’m not going to hurt you,” I told her, tucking it into the waistband of my jeans. “I’m—”“—You’re Seth. I heard you before I—”“Ran away,” I cut her off just like she did, raising my brow. “Who are you?” I asked, and she wrapped her arms around herself.“Layla Monroe. Daughter of Alpha Williams Monroe of the Blue Moon Pack,” she said, stepping closer to the fire but far away from the dead bodies.“I see,” I mumbled, eyeing her, then looking at my surroundings.There were two bags lying near some bushes, and I quickly made my wa
Seth’s POVThe full moon hung high in the sky, casting a pale light through the canopy of trees. It wasn’t like I needed it; my Beta wolf’s night vision cut through the darkness effortlessly. I leaned back against the rough bark of an ancient oak, my body tensed in every muscle, my head dipped forward, eyes closed, as I tried to clear my mind.A sudden snap of a twig had my eyes flashing open, my instincts sharpening. “Why are you still following me? Didn’t you call your ‘daddy’?” I muttered, not bothering to look up. Her footsteps crunched closer.Layla’s figure loomed over me as she held out the burner phone. I took it from her, glancing up to meet her gaze. She shrugged, a nonchalant act that seemed out of place. “I did, but I don’t know how long it’ll take for him to get here, and you weren’t seriously going to leave a helpless 19-year-old all alone in the woods with two dead bodies, were you?”I raised a brow. “You’re 19?” The words slipped out before I could stop them.She dropp
Camilla’s POVSomething felt… different.The searing flames that had once been licking at my skin earlier now felt like a warm, comforting embrace. “Wake up,” a familiar voice urged, though it sounded oddly distant, like it was coming from the end of a tunnel.“Camilla.”My eyes snapped open with a gasp, and I immediately looked around, my heart hammering wildly in my chest. The room spun, and I struggled to make sense of what was happening. “Camilla.”The voice came again, and I forced myself to focus. My gaze landed on Diana, who was staring at me from across the room.“Diana?” I croaked, confusion lacing my voice. My eyes trailed down to see her hands bound in heavy chains. Panic flared in my chest, and I instinctively tugged at my own hands, realizing with horror that I too was in the same position.“Why… why are we chained up?” I asked, my voice trembling. But Diana didn’t answer; her eyes were fixed on my face as if she were seeing a ghost. “Diana?” I called again, more urgently
Camilla’s POV“You fell over the waterfall, and it was all my fault. I took you there.” I closed my eyes as tears streamed down my cheeks.“No,” I whispered, my lips trembling.“Yes. Your name was Nia, and you are my sister,” she pressed, and I opened my eyes to look at her.It all made sense now. I never belonged to Green Hill Pack—I was never born there, and that was one of the reasons I was an outcast. I remembered living in the omegas' hall all my life. I didn’t have a family to go to, except for a woman, Willow, who would come to check up on me every now and then. She had told me that she found me washed up at the Pack's lake, and the only memory I had was that of waking up in the hospital as a six-year-old child.I took in a shaky breath and stared up at the ceiling. “Oh, goddess,” I whispered, then looked at Diana. “I have a family…. You’re my sister,” I choked, and a smile spread across her lips.“I was never able to live with myself. I hated myself that I was the reason you w
Seth’s POVI pulled out the burner phone from my pocket and looked at the time. It read 9:10 p.m., and I knew that those men would soon be here. I had masked my scent by rubbing a few wild cranberries that I found. I sat down on the branch of a tree as I waited for them to come.It wasn’t long before I heard the sound of a car and inched closer to get a good look, but I still couldn’t see them. It stopped just right under the tree, and two men came out of the vehicle.“I don’t know about this, Luca,” one of the men said with a sigh. “Doc mustn't find out what we’re doing.” He added, and the other—Luca—came next to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.“Come on, Cole, relax. Doc's busy with his perfect toys to work on, and we’re just going to have some fun with her. When was the last time you let off some steam?” Luca joked, then took out a similar phone that rested in my back pocket.“Where’s Marcus?” Luca muttered and stepped away from the other man, Cole.I knew this was my chance,
Camilla’s POV“Seth?” I whispered, staring at the man through the brown curtains of my hair, standing on the other side of the metal bars, as if he were a ghost.He fumbled with the keys until he found the right one, unlocking the door. Seth rushed to my side, knelt down, and cupped my cheeks.“Camilla,” he breathed my name, while I shook my head, still trying to make sense of what was happening.“How—how did you find me?” I asked as he stood and examined the chains holding my hands.“Shit, Camilla. I’d love to explain, but there’s no time.” He hissed as his fingers brushed against the chains.“They’re made of silver,” I rasped, wincing. Seth stepped back and drew a gun from his hip.“Seth, wh—” My words were cut off by the deafening sound of a gunshot. The chains clattered to the ground, severed in the middle, freeing me, though the broken links still hung from my wrists.Seth grabbed my arm, pulling me to my feet and leading me out of the cell. “We have to get out of here before the