Cara’s POV The restaurant is not bad. It's decorated with flowers, and very romantic. I’m sitting at a restaurant table trying to listen to my blind date, but I can’t hear most of what he says because his mouth is full of food that he hasn’t finished chewing. My blind date lets out a deep be
* Ruby cackled with laughter as I told her the story of that date, “But you love peas!” “Sure, but not enough to talk about in the first fifteen minutes of a blind date!” I told her, laughing. “If the guy is handsome enough, I’ll talk about anything!” Ruby had tears in her eyes, she was laughi
Aidan’s POV “No!” Cara stares at my brother and eye. “I haven’t seen Alaric in six years, I promise!” Ryan and I narrow our eyes at her, a little skeptical at first, then both of our faces relax when we realize Cara’s telling the truth. “Now tell me more about this meeting you had with Pack Da
Alaric said, “Of course I remember. But it doesn’t matter anyway. I’ve realized something…” He trailed off again, looking into the distance. Here’s the revised line with the added question: “Well, spit it out then. Don’t leave us in suspense…” Ryan said with a sarcastic yawn. “What, did you on
Cara’s POV I head to the date feeling a little nervous. Thankfully, I don’t see Alaric or Eamon’s car on the way. Maybe they’re already gone. This blind date is going surprisingly well compared to the others, but somehow something feels off. The man sitting across from me at the restaurant tab
Cara’s POV I feel slightly better after the phone call with Ruby and the kids, but I’m still feeling a bit uneasy as I return to the table where my blind date is sitting. This definitely doesn't feel like a good sign... I once discussed with my assistant how to handle a situation if a date tur
The skin on my face stings and burns, and I realize I must’ve scraped it against the pavement. I feel something wet on my cheek and realize with terror that it must be blood. My blood. My blind date’s laughter rings in my ears, mean and chilling. He walks up to where I lay on the ground, and one
Alaric’s POV I can’t believe it. It’s her. It's Cara. After all these years…this is our first reunion. A trace of fear still lingers on Cara’s face. Her cheek is scraped, a streak of blood visible on her skin. Yet, even like this, she still looks stunning. I find myself captivated by her—h
Cara’s POV “When do you leave?” My brother Colin asks Landon with furrowed brows. “Next week.” Landon replies, keeping his answer as short as possible. “So soon?! You won’t be here for Christmas….” I say, realizing the timing aloud. I already know the children will be so disappointed… “What?
Cara’s POV “To our success!” Eamon raises his champagne glass in a toast, and the rest of the family gathered raises our glasses, too. “To the good fortune of Pack BloodyMoon!” My brother Aidan cheers before putting the glass between his lips, gulping down the alcohol quickly. “Good fortune? I
Cara’s POV I suddenly feel overwhelmingly tired of all the charades, of all the attempts to keep Ethan a secret from Alaric. I can keep this up no longer. I can hide my child no longer. If Alaric hadn’t known for certain about my two children by now, after the science competition, then he surely
“Do not speak ill of the Bedfords! They are the only family trying to uphold the decency that Pack DarkWood used to hold so dear!” the old woman replies. “I will speak however I wish!” Alaric yells at her. “Show such insubordination once more and you will sincerely regret it!” At this, the old w
Cara’s POV I stare at Alaric as the young nurse who spoke up for me, the orphan who was also raised in the Pack House, speaks in my defense. “They don’t believe me! They think she’s lying, that she hasn’t helped our pack,” the young woman pleads to Alaric and his Beta, John. “You doubt the wor
Cara’s POV “I come here to this hospital, to your pack, not as a princess, but as a mother,” I say to the group of angry nurses and staff. A small crowd of between fifteen and twenty people stand before me, circled around. They had been mocking me, chastising me for my arrogance and royal lineag
I stay calm, determined not to let their comments upset me. “There must be some sort of misunderstanding. I’m looking for some water—” “Good luck finding it!” a she-wolf staff member says bitterly. “We only have the lowly water, not the kind good enough for royalty. You’ll find no water here for y
Cara’s POV "Is it time yet? Can we go?" Mia shouts excitedly. "Not yet. We need to finish getting ready," I respond for at least the tenth time. "We’re going to DarkWood today!! And Ethan gets to come, too!" Mia exclaims. All morning, she’s been so excited about her hospital appointment in P
Alaric’s POV I’m up late again. Working. Again. It’s no surprise, really. It’s practically my new routine: wake up, work, eat, work, eat again, work again… and so on, every day a continuation and repetition of the last. “We’ve heard back from BloodyMoon about the project proposal, Alpha King,