Seth’s POVSo far, we’ve only received ten replies from packs around the world, and uncovered seven labs. I’d say it’s progress. As expected, the Alphas are demanding blood for the lives of their pack mates who had been taken.That wasn’t an issue, though—I’m looking forward to Lucius’ execution myself.I glanced at the clock on the wall and leaned forward. It was well past six in the evening. Time to head home. A smile tugged at my lips as I thought of Camilla. The mating bond between Tracey and me was finally crumbling, and soon, I’d be able to mark Camilla and share a much deeper connection with her.I shrugged into my jacket and pulled open the office door, quickly making my way to our floor. My hand froze as I reached the door—it was unlocked. A chill ran down my spine, a faint warning, but I shook it off. Everything had been going smoothly lately. Nothing to worry about.I stepped inside and looked around the quiet space. My eyes landed on Jorge sitting on the couch.“Hey, buddy
Seth’s POVTwo damn days, and still not a single sign of my mate. I was losing my mind, and no matter where I searched, it was like they’d vanished off the face of the earth.“Do you want me to come back, Seth?” Zane asked, his voice crackling through the phone, but I shook my head. Realizing he couldn’t see me, I spoke up.“No, Alpha. You’ve got enough to handle back at Green Hill. I need to do this.” I stared at the wall, my thoughts far away.“Are you sure, Seth?” Zane asked again, his concern evident. My fingers tightened around the phone.“Positive,” I replied, then paused. “And Zane? If I find Lucius, I’m not bringing him back to the pack for trial. I’ll kill him.”I waited for Zane to protest, but instead, he surprised me.“Trust me, Seth. I’m not stopping you.”After the call ended, I made my way back to the house to check on Jorge before heading out with my men tonight. We had a mission—to find my mate and son.As I unlocked the door and stepped inside, I stopped dead in my t
Camilla’s POVI tugged on the chain around my leg, but it felt like a futile effort. No matter how hard I pulled, it wouldn’t budge. I wasn’t strong enough.“You know…” I snapped my head up at the sound of a voice breaking through the darkness. The room was dim, illuminated only by a flickering light in the corner, but I recognized it immediately.“No matter how much you pull on those chains, they won’t break. They were specifically designed so even an Alpha couldn’t snap them.”The light flicked on, and there stood Lucius against the wall, watching me with those predatory eyes that sent shivers racing down my spine.He stumbled forward, the smell of alcohol wafting off him, confirming what I already suspected—he was drunk, or at least had consumed enough to be unpredictable.My gaze darted to Lucien, who lay sleeping peacefully beside me, then back to Lucius.“So… tell me, my love. What have you decided?” He sat at the edge of the bed, his demeanor casual yet menacing.“I’ve given yo
Seth’s POV“There’s a waterfall east, just outside the pack’s territory. Meet me there,” I mind-linked my men, my paws digging into the ground as I tore through the trees. Two hours had passed, and still no sign of it. The wind whispered through the woods, but not a hint of the water I was supposed to hear.Damn it, Tracey—had she sent me in circles just to stall?I pushed harder, a growl rumbling in my chest, when finally… there it was.My paws slowed as the faint rush of water reached my ears. Crouching low behind a thick bush, I scanned the cliff edge. Just like Tracey said—a small house, nestled precariously close to the ledge, lights flickering inside. I took a deep sniff, hoping for Camilla’s scent… nothing. Whoever was in there must be using a scent blocker, like Tracey had.I circled around, my eyes narrowing as I spotted them. Four… six… no, twelve wolves. This wouldn’t be easy.Before I could call for backup, the scent of my men hit me. Too soon. Shit. They’ll smell us befor
Seth’s POVRun.I knew I wouldn’t fight my men. Not that I couldn’t—but I just wouldn’t hurt them. With one last look at Camilla and a promise that I’d be back before the sun rose, I ran, forty-five wolves snapping at my heels.I pumped my legs, forcing myself to go faster. Pain sliced through me as a claw caught my leg, but I kept moving. A sharp left, mud sliding under my feet, barely slowing me down. Another cut—this one to my side—and I knew I couldn’t keep outrunning them in human form.Up ahead, a large stone stood out in the storm. I pushed harder, placing one foot on the rock and leaping into the air. My body shifted mid-flight, fur sprouting as my bones cracked and reformed.I knew whatever Lucius had created was strong—strong enough to command even those who weren’t his. It didn’t matter that I was their Beta. His control over them was unnatural.Thunder cracked and the sky opened up, rain pouring down in sheets.Before I could get my bearings, a dark wolf slammed into my si
Camilla’s POVStay. Freeze.Those two words had Seth and me rooted to the ground—literally. No matter how much I wanted to move, my body refused to obey.My heart pounded wildly, trapped within my chest. Seth stood in front of Lucius, gun pointed but the trigger was never pulled.Lucius laughed, turning his gaze on me. His eyes widened as lightning flashed across the sky.“Oh, isn’t this just wonderful,” he taunted, walking back toward me. He snaked one arm around my waist, the other curling tightly around my neck.His warm breath hit my skin, contrasting sharply with the cold rain soaking us both. “Look at that, darling. Seth here thought he could shoot me.”I wanted to scream or thrash, but I couldn’t. I was stuck, helpless. Was this how it would end? Was I really going to watch Lucius kill my mate because of some sick obsession with my mother?“Don’t—” I finally found my voice, eyes pleading as they locked with Seth’s. He looked back at me, desperate, helpless. “Let him go. Let Luc
Camilla’s POVThe gun slipped from my fingers and hit the ground with a dull thud. My whole body shook as I stared at the cliff, the place where everything had changed. It was over—but it didn’t feel like it. Without thinking, I turned and ran straight into Seth. His arms wrapped around me, solid and warm, like they always were. His heartbeat under my cheek was the only thing that made sense in that moment."It’s over," I whispered, barely recognizing my own voice as it cracked. Tears slid down my face, uninvited and unstoppable. "It’s finally over."Seth kissed the top of my head, his lips gentle. “Shhh, it’s okay now,” he said quietly, his words calming even though I knew he was just as shaken.I wiped my eyes and looked around. The others—the men who’d fought beside Seth—began to come out of the trees. Lucius spell on them breaking. They looked exhausted, their eyes dull, like they didn’t even know what had just happened. For a second, I thought I saw the same relief I felt, but th
Camilla’s POVI couldn’t tell how long we sat there, staring at the closed double doors. The world outside those doors had stopped existing for me. It could’ve been minutes, hours…hell, maybe even days for all I knew. Time lost all meaning when you were waiting for news that could break your heart or save it. All I knew, all I could think, was that I needed the doctors to come out and tell me that Lucien was going to be okay. I couldn’t think of anything else. I couldn’t feel anything else.My hands were trembling in my lap, fingers tangled together so tightly my knuckles had gone white. I kept telling myself to breathe, but even that seemed like too much effort. The air felt heavy, suffocating, like it wasn’t meant for me. The only thing I could do was wait. Wait for someone to tell me that my world wasn’t falling apart. That Lucien—my sweet baby boy, wasn’t slipping through my fingers.Somewhere, in the back of my mind, I heard a voice. A distant sound, muted against the loud roar
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