More reveals coming in the next two chapters.
(Leo Bloodstone POV)I'll pause for a moment, because at this point in the story, I am sure that you are wondering two different things. First, how could I possibly memorize such a long letter after reading it just one time? In response to that question, I will say two things: 1) I am both a werewolf and an alpha, which means that I have all sorts of abilities that an average human does not have; and 2) you try forgetting a letter that explains so much of a tragedy that has impacted your entire life.Second, do I (or did I) have any sympathy for Warrior Ruben’s plight? Did/ does my father? The second question is as easy to answer as the first: No. Does that make us cruel and heartless? Maybe. But the a&&hole shot and killed a 4-year-old pup who was chasing after a f&&king bunny. I don’t care how scared Ruben was. I also do not care how young he was. There is a thing called a moral compass, and if Warrior Ruben had a functional one, he would have stopped to think about what
(Leo Bloodstone POV)The next part of Ruben’s suicide letter may have been the hardest for me to read, but it also had a profound impact on my life. It also gave me my first glimpse of Piper Monroe, aka my Little Pea.“While members of the werewolf council led the search for your pup, myself and another guard transported your pup to the border gates and dropped his body off there.We had been directed to drop off the body and leave, but I just could not leave the pup alone. It was starting to get dark, and I worried that an animal might come and paw at his body. I may have taken his life, but I could not take his dignity too. So I waited and watched.There must have been a group of she-wolves who went shopping in human territory or something and who were unaware of the search for your pup, because after about an hour, several cars casually pulled up to the border gates. At first, I worried that we had placed your pup’s body in a bad location, because none of the cars seemed to no
(Piper POV)It was now closing in on noon. My stomach was rumbling, meaning that my body was hungry, but I had no desire to eat. I was numb.It had been hours since I had been stuck in the panic room with Ingrid, Axel, and the nannies. Thankfully, it had also been hours since anyone talked to me. Once Ingrid said what she wanted to say, she left me alone to process it.And process it I did. Like poison.I knew deep down that she was lying about at least some of what she told me. But was any of what she said true? So much of what she said answered questions that I had. Was she such a good storyteller that she could identify questions that I never asked and answer them with stories that were 100% lies? Was anyone that good? I didn’t know.All I knew was that I trusted Leo. And I felt safe with him. And I loved him. Goddess, did I love him.But Ingrid had an answer for that too. She said that my engagement ring had been spelled by magic. That part I knew was true —Leo had
(Piper POV)As I hear what sounds like a steel door opening, I race out of the bedroom. The moment that I see Leo, I feel a tremendous weight lift from my shoulders. Without saying anything, I jump into his arms. I wrap my legs around his torso and bury my face into the crook of his neck. He smells like sweat, blood, and war, but I could care less. He is here. An answer to my prayers.“Well that is a greeting that I could get used to,” he chuckles. He begins rubbing comforting circles on my back with one hand, while the other holds me up by my a&&.“Are you okay? Is everyone else okay? Is the pack okay? What happened?” I ask in single breath.He smiles as he gently pushes me back just a little bit so that he can look into my eyes.“Everything is fine, Little Pea. Everyone is okay. I missed you.”I smile at his words. I know that we need to talk, and I know that I have even more doubts and questions for him than before, but this feels right. I can feel it deep in my gut; b
(Piper POV)After Leo leaves, I can feel the tears beginning to form in my eyes, but I fight them back. Like hell am I going to let Ingrid and Axel know that they have successfully broken me.Not that they don’t already know. It is pretty obvious that they do. Axel sticks his tongue out at me the moment that Leo is out of earshot, and Ingrid looks like she just won a billion dollars. At least the two nannies have the decency to have at least a little bit of sympathy in their eyes.As the four of them push past me to leave —presumably headed towards their rooms as Leo had directed— I find my feet stuck in place. I think a part of me hopes that if I stay in that same spot for long enough, I will wake up in my bed and find out that everything that has happened for the past six hours was just a nightmare.But then I hear Ingrid praise Axel, and for some reason, that is all it takes to bring me back to reality.“Mommy, did I do good?” Axel asks her, hopefully. “I tolded Pwetty Lady e
(Piper POV)As I continue to lean my head against the couch in the panic room, the tears that I had been holding back earlier finally begin to fall.All morning, I had been fighting against myself and trying to hang on to my trust in Leo. But Leo? He had done the opposite. Without even giving me a chance to explain, he chose to believe the worst in me and walk away.What does it mean that he did that? Does it mean that our relationship is one-sided? Does it mean that I am a fool? That my trust in him is misplaced? What about my trust in our relationship… is that misplaced too? Worse… is there more truth to what Ingrid and Axel said than what I want to believe?I just really don’t know anymore.The more the questions and doubts swirl around in my mind, the more confused I feel. The more confused I feel, the faster the tears fall down my cheeks. And the faster the tears fall, the more that I wish that my parents and best friend were here with me. I desperately crave one of
(Piper POV)It is now three o’clock in the afternoon. I have not heard from Leo or anyone else in hours. Standing up, I decide that enough is enough. Although I wanted to wait for Leo to come to me, at this point, this whole thing has become ridiculous. I am going to go find Leo, and we are going to talk everything out. He may be angry with me, and he may not want to talk to me, but we need to at least try.After all, we are supposed to be getting married tomorrow, and our wedding rehearsal is set to begin in just four short hours. Besides, if I spend even another minute trying to make sense of everything on my own, I am going to drive both myself and my wolf crazy. Even though I messed up, I deserve an opportunity to explain. I also deserve to get answers once and for all.No longer caring whether there are guards in the hallway, I storm out of the panic room on a mission. (To my surprise, there aren’t any guards around.) I go straight to Leo’s bedroom, but after knocking a
(Piper POV)One strange advantage to having your soul crushed into a million pieces is that it gives you options in terms of where to focus your energy.You can choose to focus on the heartbroken pieces, the jealous pieces, or the confused pieces. Alternatively, you can choose to focus on the pieces of your soul that are still desperately holding onto hope and faith and trust.Or, you can do what I decide to do: you can focus on the angry pieces.Truth be told, there is still a part of me that thinks that this is all just a set up by Ingrid. A masterful, brilliant set up. Another part of me isn’t sure what is going on, but it is nevertheless convinced that Leo loves me and that I can trust him.Unfortunately, if I listen to those latter pieces right now —after everything that has happened not only today, not only during the past two weeks, but rather during the entire past two years— I know me. The confusion will take over and I will end up in a corner of the stairwell crying for