Trista’s POVI met her concerned eyes. She knew. She was partly asking me, partly telling me that she knew. She knew that Johnson was the white beast.There were no secrets between me and Hazel. We were best friends – sisters. So I nodded.“Yes,” I confirmed.“Oh Trista,” she said, clamping her hand over mine. We were both very worried, and it felt good to share this worry and burden with someone else.“He doesn’t know,” I told her. “Not really. I mean, he knows that he turned into some sort of beast. But he can’t…he can’t remember everything. He doesn’t know how strong and powerful he really was.”Hazel pressed her lips together, paused in thought.“Well, I heard he was frantic. Almost completely out of control. He just sort of came out of nowhere and started causing havoc. A dozen of our strongest warriors couldn’t even stop him.”“Oh,” I said, as my heart dropped. I hadn’t heard that side of the story. All I had known was that he appeared in the tent, fought the wolves, and then le
I thought about that for a moment. I've seen it all in the five years we've been together and how well he takes care of the kids. Although we haven't officially confronted our relationship, the kids love him and he's their Johnson Daddy. on that level, he's become my actual family. Yes, I guess if I were to describe the relationship between Johnson and I, we are more like family than friends.I nodded.“Yes. I know he’s not technically family. But he’s an integral part of my life. So I guess I’m factoring him in, you know? And if he gets into trouble here, then I’ll leave with him.”“That would be very sad for Liam,” Hazel said. “If you left.”I wasn’t surprised that Hazel sympathized with Liam. He had, after all, just shown his loyalty to her at the pack hospital when Alpha Jeremy was being a total asshole. And if I was being honest with myself, Liam was really good to Hazel. So I understood her return loyalty to him.I, however, was NOT factoring Liam into my life choices. Whether
Trista’s POVI glanced at the wall. Nine o’clock. Where was Johnson? I was trying to stay calm, but this was really unusual for him. Johnson hardly ever came home late. He’s always home at night to help with Billy and Belle.In fact, when I started to think about it, Johnson didn’t really have any sort of social life. He never met up with people after work for dinner or drinks. I realized I’d come to take him a bit for granted. I just assumed he’d be home every night. It had become so natural. We had a routine.Which is why I was all the more concerned.I checked my texts and messages again. Just in case I’d missed something. But nope. Nothing from Johnson. So I decided to call him.It rang and then went to voicemail.Okay, so this was getting REALLY weird. Johnson had NEVER stayed out this late without phoning me. I started pacing the room. Even in Milan when we weren’t living together, he always checked in with me.And he always, ALWAYS answered his phone when I called.Alpha Jeremy
Trista’s POVI frantically reached for my phone. Maybe it was Johnson. Maybe he was texting me to let me know he’d changed his mind. That he was coming home after all!But no.It was a text from Hazel.I stared in awe at the screen shot. 4 tickets! Aboard Oceanic Dreams!Whaaaaat?I know Hazel had said we were going on a luxury vacation, but Oceanic Dreams? That was the most luxurious cruise ship in the world.I couldn’t believe it! It had everything! Fine dining galore. The best entertainment and broadway shows. An entire water park. Zip lines. A botanical garden. I looked more closely.She’d booked us a VIP suite? With our own dedicated butler and 24 hour nanny.Holy crap!Then I saw the location.Dubai.Dubai!?I squealed despite myself. I’d always dreamed of going to Dubai. Images of the white sand desert and azure water flashed through my mind.We could ride a camel! I thought excitedly. And for a moment, I was so unentrenched with thoughts of Dubai and this glorious cruise ships
Trista’s POVMate? What? Johnson. Needless to say, this took me by surprise.“Serena, are you sure?” I asked her.She shook her head. “No, not at all. I mean, I can feel something. It’s similar to a mate’s feelings. Sort of. But it’s also different in a way. It’s there, but it’s not quite the same. I can’t explain it.”I thought about this for a moment. What had changed? I’d known Johnson for five years. I’d spent a ton of time with him. Serena hadn’t noticed anything mate-like about him. Neither had I.So why now?Was it…was it because his true wolf nature was finally coming out? He had shifted, after all. Into a full blown Lycan. Could that be why she was sensing a change in his smell.“It could be,” she responded pensively.That would mean…Johnson is my second chance mate? But a second chance mate is extremely rare. It’s a blessing bestowed by the Moon Goddess on only the most deserving of wolves. It can be very unstable, though, the matebond in a second chance mating. Maybe that’
Trista’s POVI tried to sleep, but sleep eluded me. I tossed and turned all night. Serena’s words kept replaying in my mind, like a recording on loop. My mate? A Lycan? The man I’d known (and thought was human) for five years?Eventually, the sun rose. I checked my phone. Nothing from Johnson. Well, at least I could tell the kids about the vacation.In fact, I had a BUSY day ahead, I realized as I threw back the covers. We were going on vacation TOMORROW! I had a hundred things to do to get ready….starting with the kids!“What if I told you there was a giant boat,” I teased them as I scrambled their eggs. “And on the boat were more sweets than you could ever eat. Soda pop, too.”They raised their eyebrows. “That sounds like a fairy tale boat,” Billy said skeptically.“It does,” I agreed. “But there’s more. It has waterslides. And playgrounds. And swimming pools. Would you like to go? On a boat like that?”They both nodded emphatically.“Good! Because Aunty Hazel bought us all
Trista’s POVThe ship Oceanic Dreams loomed above us.“Holy shit,” Hazel said, her mouth gaping wide open.“Language,” I elbowed her. “The children.” But I knew how she felt. I couldn’t believe this was our cruise ship! I’d seen pictures, drooled over them actually. But seeing it here, in real life! No pictures could do this cruise ship justice. We were greeted immediately by a woman in a suit.“Welcome aboard Oceanic Dreams,” she smiled at us. “I’m Krista, and I’ll be your personal hostess during your time aboard. We have some wonderful port trips planned for you, as well as some pre-purchased tickets.”She motioned for us to follow her onto the ship. “Your luggage will be taken care of. I assume you’d like us to unpack it for you?”Unpack it? Holy crap. This was the lap of luxury. I’d never, in my whole life, had someone else unpack for me.“Yes, of course,” Hazel said, as though this treatment was perfectly normal for her. Then she winked at me when our hostess wasn’t looking.“Gr
Trista’s POV “The High Seine is an annual event,” Lucian explained. “It attracts the richest, most elite people in high society from all over the world. It’s invite only, which might be why you’ve never heard of it. It’s not publicized. Not for ordinary people, anyway.”“Sounds intriguing,” Hazel said.I raised my eyebrow. Ordinary people? That was a snobby thing to say. But he didn’t seem to notice. It was normal for him. The world was separated into two factions: high society and ‘normal people’ – aka: the rich and the rest.“Intriguing,” he repeated. He clucked his tongue. “Yes. I guess that’s one word for it,” Lucian smiled. He had an easy way about him. His eyes were a frosty blue, almost translucent and then sparkled when he talked. He told us all about the auction, about some of the jewelry pieces that had been sold there. Apparently, people dished out big money to buy one of a kind pieces. There was no other auction in the world like it.I listened intently. It sounded fabul
I was so shocked that I couldn't speak, let alone know how to comfort him.“That’s… awful,” I told him. I didn't know what other words to use. Poor Darren. It was one thing to be threatened by the Alpha, but it was another thing to be stabbed in the back by your mate. Mate is our closest family member. Because of the bond of the mate bond, we instinctively trust and support our mate and would never betray them for the sake of simple gain. From what I know, this is also why wolf families usually have a stronger bond than humans.Betrayal from our mate is enough to shatter a wolf's faith. I've felt it once. Darren's experience was even worse than mine. “What happened after the accusations?”“Everyone believed her, including Alpha Jeremy. So I was permanently exiled from the pack.”“I know how that feels,” I said sympathetically.“It gets worse though,” Darren said. “Alpha Jeremy issued a wolf hunting order against me. I was a good doctor, but no pack dared to accept me. Not with an or
Trista’s POVIt was awhile before we could all breathe again. I kept looking in the rear view mirror, convinced I’d see a slew of black cars tailing us. I couldn’t believe it. We’d somehow narrowly escaped a really dangerous situation.But we weren’t out of the woods yet. At least, I didn’t think so. We drove on, fast, down the Italian roads, leaving Milan behind us. Eventually, I realized that no one was following us.“I think we’re safe,” I said. “Liam, you can sit up again.”Liam emerged from under the blanket.“What the hell was all that?” he asked, his eyes flooded with worry.“I have no idea,” I told him.“I don’t know either,” Darren said. “That man was definitely Jake, but I have no idea why he was there.”Was that other man Johnson? I wasn’t sure, although I had a sinking feeling it was. I couldn’t think about it right now though. I had to focus on the task at hand – getting Liam safely to Dagny in France. I really hoped that once we were there, she’d have some answers for m
Trista’s POVI could tell by the looks on their faces that they weren’t going to let us go without searching us themselves. It reminded me of scenes I’d seen in movies, where underground organizations usurped government officials and conducted searches of their own.Is that what these men? Were they part of some underground mafia? They looked an awful lot like the men from the VIP room. Their clothing was similar. My eyes flashed to their waists. It looked like they had guns underneath their coats, even though they were standing right behind the police.The police were frozen in place. They seemed to fear these men. Or at the very least, it didn’t look like the police were going to do anything to stop them.They approached our car. My mind raced. They men looked menacing and dangerous. We had a disabled wolf, an injured wolf, and an elderly medical wolf. How would we get out of this situation? Our odds weren’t looking so good.“Get out of the car,” one of them ordered. My heart sank.
Trista’s POV“Get in the car,” Darren urged me.“Hurry,” Serena said. Her fur was bristled and she was standing on all fours in her defensive position.“What is it?” I asked Serena. She sniffed the air.“I’m not sure,” she said. “I don’t smell anything. But I can sense danger in the air.”“Go,” I said to Hazel. She nodded curtly and took Billy and Belle. They climbed into the cab. Jules was already in the front seat.“Wait,” I called to them. I ran to the cab.“I love you very much,” I said to the kids.“We love you too, Mama,” they both said. “Don’t worry. Aunty Hazel is a good babysitter.”I chuckled. Then I blew them each a kiss and shut the door.Darren was getting into the driver’s seat when I got back to the car. I checked Liam one more time. He had put on a brave face but I could tell he was in pain. Werewolves heal faster than humans, but we feel pain pretty much the same way. The wound in Liam’s stomach was deep and even though it was stitched, I could tell it was bothering h
Trista’s POVJules had parked Liam’s car out front. It was a luxury business car. I was grateful it wasn’t a flashy sports car like the one Johnson had. Fortunately, Liam wasn’t as childish as Johnson when it came to things like that; Liam had nothing to prove. Liam’s car was spacious and it would be far more comfortable for all of us during this long trip to France.We helped Liam into the back seat and set him up with some pillows and a blanket. Darren handed him a thermos.“It’s my wife’s special herbal remedy. It might help you heal, but at the very least, it will make you drowsy so you can get some rest.’“Thank you,” Liam smiled at Darren.I glanced at my phone. I hoped that maybe Johnson had sent me a text, but I knew deep down that he hadn’t.I missed him. Where was he, I wondered. Was he okay? Was he hurt? Was he with all those dangerous men?I tried texting him but I knew he wouldn’t receive it. I’d tried calling him a couple time but his phone number had been disconnected.
Trista’s POVI wished I could watch Liam and Billy talk more. It warmed my heart to see Liam being so gentle and fatherly with Billy. But time was of the essence.We had to hustle.“Billy, love,” I said, coming into the living room. “I have an important job for you.” I knew it was going to be hard to pry Billy away from Liam. The way Billy looked at Liam told me he was enamored with this brave, injured man on the couch who had save his precious mama.“But I’m talking man talk,” Billy said.“Listen to you Mama,” Liam intervened. “If she says she has an important job for you, then you must accept it.”I flashed Liam a ‘thank you’ smile.“Okay, Mama,” Billy said, standing up.“I need you to go all the way upstairs and get Belle. Can you do that? Do you remember the way?” I asked.Billy’s eyes grew wide. The thought of being entrusted to fetch his sister was very appealing to him.“Yes, Mama,” he said, his voice serious. “I will get Belle. I won’t let nothing happen to her.”“Anything,” I
Trista’s POVI decided to let Belle keep sleeping. I needed to go back to my apartment and pack some things. I brought Billy with me.“Where are you going, Mama?” Billy asked on the elevator ride down.“I have to help my friend,” I smiled sweetly at him. “But don’t worry, love. I’ll come back to our home in Summerset soon.”My mind turned to thoughts of Johnson. What was wrong with him? What was causing him to act so strangely? Johnson was not an aggressive man by nature. Could he be helped? Cured even of this odd affliction?“Trista?” Hazel asked worriedly as we opened the door to my apartment. Liam was awake and sitting up on the couch. He had another fresh, white bandage wrapped around his stomach. My eyes darted to the sink where there was a blood-soaked bandage.His wound was still bleeding. He really needed help.“Billy!” Hazel said, extending her arms to him. Billy rushed towards her and Hazel hugged him tightly. Billy side-eyed Liam on the couch.“Billy, this is Liam,” I said.
Trista’s POVI held Billy tight and inhaled the sweet scent of his hair. I’d been so distracted with everything: preparing my entry for the auction, the auction itself, Liam’s injury – I hadn’t been able to spend much time with Billy and Belle.I didn’t realize how much I missed them.After everything I’d been through, holding my son in my arms was heavenly.“Did we wake you up?” I asked him as he pulled away.“Shhh,” he said, putting his finger to his lips. “You’ll wake up Belle. She’s very tired. We have to whisper.”“Oh, okay,” I said, and we all nodded.“Are you hungry, sweetheart?” Darla asked. “I think I still have some coconut cookies left?”“Yes, please,” Billy said, but his voice wasn’t as enthusiastic as it usually was at the mention of cookies.He sat silently on my lap for a bit, picking at the fluff of his cotton pajama pants. I could tell something was wrong.“Billy?” I asked. “Is everything okay?”He shook his head sadly from side to side. Then he looked up at me.“I kn
“I’m from the Red Moon Pack.”“What?”This surprised me. The Red Moon Pack had a terrible Alpha, Jeremy. My mind flashed back to Hazel’s wedding, when I’d found the alpha’s son in a tent having sex with his sister. There was incest in that pack.I frowned.“I know what you’re thinking,” Darren said. “I’ve heard the rumors. But I haven’t been a member of the Red Moon Pack for a long time. And back when I was, the pack was different.”I nodded.“Then how did you know my parents?” I asked.“The Blue Moon Crescent Pack and the Red Moon Pack were friendly back then. I was young, and I was the doctor of the Red Moon Pack. But I often helped with medical concerns in Blue Moon Crescent Pack, too, since I was very skilled and knowledgeable. In fact, I gave your mother all of her pregnancy examinations.” “You did?” I asked, shocked. Then he really HAD known my parents. He’d been their doctor!“Yes,” he confirmed. “Both your parents were in excellent health. All through her pregnanc