Hector’s POVThe cotton summer dress she wore bellowed at her as she ran determinedly in Malcolm’s direction with something glimmering in her hand—something sharp—and instinctively, I opened my mouth to Command her to stop. I could feel the Authority of my position bubbling inside me like a kettle
But there weren’t.“You’re… an… a–abomination,” Reno croaked, rubbing at her throat, and Malcolm sighed.She continued. “You and your kind—your daughter, your granddaughter, all of you… FREAKS! You’re blights! Stains on the werewolf species that should never have happened in the first place—!”“Mar
Hector’s POVIt all seemed to happen in the blink of an eye—the shrieking cacophony of the machines that enveloped the entire room, threatening to drown out Reno’s screams as she rushed to Lu, whose convulsions only grew in violence. The youngest Fabrini thrashed around in the bed, and her eyes whi
“Don’t make me choose between my daughter and granddaughter, Hector.”He could kill me if he wanted, or do some serious damage to me, but I found that I didn’t care at that moment and I snarled.“FUCK... YOU.”For a split-second I saw something like a pain flash behind Malcolm’s irises, but it was g
Layla’s POVThe scene that greeted me at the doorway had reminded me of a mad house, and now, as I ran to my mate while the sound of my grandfather’s moans floated around the room, intermingling with Reno’s soft sobs and a now eerily silent Lu—I realised that it all felt worse somehow.But there was
“In moments like this, you remind me of Elaine,” he murmured finally, and my mother’s name was like a spell because almost simultaneously, we all turned at the same time to look at Reno, whose shoulders shook with silent tears as she watched the Pack doctor’s work.“Is she going to be okay?” she ask
Layla’s POV“Growing up together with Lu meant that I lived with a sister—no, an enemy would be more appropriate—who’d made it their mission in life to see that I was miserable at any given moment. “She isolated me from our peers, made sure that I had no one to rely on. If that was where the abuse
It sounded vaguely familiar, and I looked away from Reno in time to catch the look that passed between my mate and grandfather. “Who is Julius Fraser?” I asked, and for a long moment it looked like no one would answer me. But then Hector sighed. “Julius Fraser, the CEO of Fraser Inc.”Immediately