Ryan’s POV “This contestant’s vehicle is rudimentary at best, and the design of the turning system is flawed to such a degree that it should be grounds for total disqualification,” Matthew Bedford says confidently into the microphone. The crowd gasps in unison in surprise at the harsh critique o
Cara’s POV I hate seeing my son go through this. I can take the trouble that comes my way. I can handle whatever happens to me. But little Ethan… he’s just a child. I can hardly bear to watch. But I know that my son needs my support. Now more than ever before. I hold strong, trying to make e
Ethan's POV The special guest is Alpha King Alaric Grant?! It’s him! My biological father! At least, I think he’s my father… I don’t know for sure yet if that’s true, but I hope to find out. I told Auntie Ruby that I know who my father is, but she didn’t definitively confirm that it’s Alar
Cara’s POV The surprise of the voice completely shattered the moment that had been occurring between Alaric and I. Snapping from my gaze, I turned in the direction of the voice. As more words rang out, I started to recognize the identity of the speaker. “You and your rude, arrogant child shoul
Cara’s POV My first instinct is to deny Ryan’s words, to claim that I never, under any circumstances, would ever consider getting with Alaric ever again. But when I look over and see my brother’s serious face, his expression so open and supportive, I swallow anything I was about to say. Ryan,
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,
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
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
Now, how can I supposed to face Cara…? *** Cara's POV My home is finally quiet again. I’ve driven my brothers and Alaric out of my room, and now I collapse onto my sofa, too drained to return to my bed. I don’t want to go back to the bed—it’ll remind me of last night. Of the way Alaric tou
Alaric's POV In that moment, the air almost falls completely silent. All sound fades from my ears, and I am stunned by Colin’s words, unsure of what to say. My mind is overwhelmed with a swirl of thoughts, the shock of what was just said leaving me dazed and almost lost. Aidan and Ryan are equ
Colin's POV I see Alaric nod slowly and say, "Yes." "I will start pursuing Cara again," Alaric says firmly, his gaze locked on me. His eyes convey his resolve. "I know I was a jerk in the past... Cara has always loved me, given so much for me. And I’ve let her down, made her vulnerable and sad
“…I’m sorry.” That’s all Alaric says.***Alaric’s POVI hear the Arbun brothers’ criticism of me, but I can’t refute it.I am arrogant, foolish, and blind. My focus has always been on my ambition—on leading DarkWood to become the strongest pack in the world, so my people could live better lives. I
Colin's POV“...That’s what a fated mate is.” I murmur to myself.“What?” Aidan sits slumped against the wall, frustrated and dejected, shooting me a bitter look. “There you go again, saying weird stuff, Professor.”The three of us—Aidan, Ryan, and I—wait outside Cara’s house, careful not to reente
Colin's POVI feel bad interrupting Cara’s weekend alone, especially since Eamon was insisted she take this time for herself.But the mischievous twins had other ideas.*"If she doesn’t want us around, we’ll just drop off these goodies and leave!" Ryan is rummaging through the lunch boxes, each on
“I know I was a bastard in the past. How I treated you… well, there’s no excuse for the things I’ve done—” I begin, letting the words flow through me freely, not stopping to think about what I’m saying.Instead, I try to really speak from the heart. To finally give Cara a window into my mind… perhap
Cara's POV“Please, leave.”That is all I manage to say.My cheeks feel wet, and I realize they are my tears. They roll down one after another, but I refuse to look weak.…Not like before. Not like the fragile person I used to be.I need to stay strong.I wipe the tears away, turn quickly, and pull
I watched the sun come up through the window, soft light kissing the curves of Cara’s hips, sloping in such a tempting way. I planted a kiss there, eliciting a soft moan from her sleeping lips. I ran a caressing, loving hand over her smooth skin, touching all the parts of her normally covered by h