SARAH'S POV "Why aren't we letting them come to us?" Zeke asked, staring down at the paper I held in my hands. I crumpled the sheet with the scribbles of Blackmoon's mapped compound. I knew the place by heart, so it wasn't doing me much good anyway. "Can you just shut up? I know what I'm doing." "If the pack knew I was letting you call the shots, it would hurt my cred as Alpha." I rolled my eyes. "Because you're such a wonderful Alpha in their eyes." "Hey, I am. I got rid of that murderer, Vivian." I started rubbing my temples. "Right, you did. Good job, Zekey. But listen, this is super important stuff here, and I know Blackmoon better than you do, so it's best if you just let me handle the logistics. If we let them take the offensive, we're at a disadvantage." "Got it. I've never been to war before; I guess it's all these nerves." I patted the spot on the bed next to me. "Sit down, Zekey."
VIVIAN'S POV I wanted to avoid having this conversation. Chris and Killian were on their way to my room after I had sent for them separately, and I was preparing for a massive blowout. I looked around, ensuring there were no immediate weapons nearby. But I'm sure that wasn't going to stop them. A knock on the door stopped my search, and I rushed to answer. It was Killian, who was grinning at me. "Sorry if I took too long. I came as quick as I heard you were looking for me." He stepped inside, eager. He didn't know yet that Chris would be joining us. And as if in the queue, Chris jogged up behind him. "Vivid!" Killian stopped in his tracks. "What is he doing here?" I grimaced. "I asked for both of you to be here." Killian glared at me. "What is this about?" Chris glared at Killian. "Maybe she's finally made a choice and didn't want to embarrass you publicly." Killian's eyes widened. "Is that
KILLIAN'S POV It was early morning, and the screams started before I smelled the fire. Why was it always fire? You'd think she'd be more original when she attacked. I jumped out of bed, ran out of my room, and headed towards Vivian's. Vivian was already leaving her room, shooting a wild look in my direction. Sarah had said she was coming, and this was it. We didn't say a word as we took off outside. When we emerged, we emerged into chaos. There was fire, and people were running. Some running from the fire, and others are running toward it. Looking at where the fire came from at the front gate, I saw shifters pouring in. Some in wolf form, others not. They were breaching. I spun around to see Marcus before he shifted, my army behind him. Good, they'd handle the breaching army. I screamed at my citizens. "Get in your homes!" I hoped they heard me and listened. Not all my people were built to fight. My army whipped past me, taki
CHRIS'S POV "I tried to make her my breeder?" I stared at him, my arms crossed. "Yeah, you did." Zeke cringed. "Man, I was a total asshat. Do you think she'll ever forgive me?" I shrugged. "If she survives, maybe. You two were best friends." "And mates. We're mates." It was my turn to cringe. I forgot about that. Now that Zeke's spell was broken the war was over, and Sarah was gone, would Vivian feel different about being mated to Zeke? Or was the decision still between just Killian and me? Vivian hadn't woken up yet, so it's not like I could ask her. After Vivian tried to sacrifice herself, Zeke woke up from his dreamlike state and stopped his men from attacking. Many lives were already lost on both sides. Killian could have demanded retribution, but seeing as he knew the root cause had been Sarah, he hadn't. Plus, he was too concerned with Vivian. Divinity had been working tirelessly to h
CHRIS'S POV "I think you should spend less time with Vivian and more time on getting better, Zeke," I said, narrowing my eyes at the food tray in his hands. He was, once again, bringing her breakfast in bed. Like he'd done several days in a row now. They were attached at the hip again. Just like they'd been in high school. It was getting under my skin. Zeke looked down at the food he was carrying. "Well, V doesn't quite feel up to taking her food in the mess hall, and someone has to bring her something to eat. And since you're busy doing whatever you're doing, I thought I was the best candidate." "I'm helping Killian and his pack reorganize after yours attacked them. It's a lot of work after your pack decimated their gate and set fire to a lot of their homes." Zeke flinched. "Look, that's not my fault. That's Sarah's fault. I was under a spell." "Which is why you should focus on getting better and not flaunting how well you are. You should at le
KILLIAN'S POV "Can I talk to you?" Vivian looked around me before nodding. "Sure, come on in." I stepped inside, resisting the urge to wrap my arms arounds her, holding her against me and never letting her go. But instead, I waited for her to motion for me to sit down and do the same. "So what's up, Kill?" I reached over, grabbed her hands, then stared at her and caught her eyes. "The Blood Moon is coming up. Are you any closer to a decision?" She pulled her hands from mine. "That's what this was about?' "The war is over. It's time to get things in order, and it's time to choose a mate, Vivian." Her eyes narrowed. "And getting me in line and mating with me is just on the agenda?" I reached for her again, but she just moved her hands. "No, it's not like that. I was also reminding you that the reasons you delayed before are no longer relevant. And you can focus on this—on us." "Yo
VIVIAN'S POV Outside with Zeke had left me exhausted. And now I was ready for a nap. Zeke asked if he could nap with me like in old times, but I was a woman now. It felt wrong. So I declined. His annoyed expression didn't escape me. Crawling into bed, I curled up with my pillow and immediately drifted into dreamland.***** Burning. It was so warm. I looked around, and I was back. I was back to the day of the fight with Sarah. I looked down at my arms, and they were charred. Had I killed her already? This didn't seem right. Why was I standing? I saw her laughing at me; her skin was burnt, hair frayed, and barely sticking to her scalp. "Little baby Vivian is scared," she mocked. I was on the ground. Vines wrapped around my legs now. I couldn't move. When did I sit down? "I'm not scared," I argued. Sarah walked towards me. "You're scared to choose him. You're scared of what Killian might do to him." I cri
KILLIAN'S POV "He's back." "Who's back?" I asked Marcus. Marcus looked around, making sure no one heard him as he leaned in and whispered, "Caleb." I set down my fork. "Let's go. You didn't bring him inside, did you?" "Of course not. He's outside the walls with my men." "Good." Standing, I let him lead me, not paying attention to those we passed. Caleb had a lot of nerve showing up here. Vivian had told me about what had happened with Caleb after they'd left, and I had assumed he had either died or maybe run off with his tail between his legs. But he was showing up here for some reason. To beg for mercy? To try some underhand scheme again? Arriving at the gate, we nodded to the guards as they opened up. Marcus led me to the side, where a group of men was waiting. Right in the center, they held Caleb down on his knees. He looked like he hadn't eaten in a while, and he was filthy. He probably