SEBASTIAN.As I stood at the edge of the mating ground, watching the couples come together, my mind was consumed by thoughts of Hailee. I couldn't shake the realization that she was my mate, and I hated it. How could I be so stupid? How could I not have seen it before? I had been torturing her for months, thinking she was just another rogue, and all the while she was the one person meant for me.I watched as some couples came together easily, their love evident in every touch and glance. Others, however, were not so lucky, with one partner rejecting the other. I knew that rejecting your mate was not an easy thing to do, and yet I couldn't bring myself to care about any of it. My mind was clouded with thoughts of Hailee, her scent filling my nostrils and driving me to distraction.I was supposed to be the leader of this pack, the one in control, and yet I couldn't even control my own thoughts and feelings. I knew that I needed to get a grip on myself, to stop thinking about Hailee and
HAILEE. I slowly opened my eyes, feeling a throbbing pain in my head. As my vision cleared, I realized that I was lying in a large, comfortable bed in a room that was unfamiliar to me. I sat up slowly, wincing at the soreness in my body, and looked around. The room was spacious and elegantly furnished, with a large window that allowed sunlight to filter in. I tried to remember what had happened to me, but my mind was hazy. The last thing I could recall was Clara dragging me out of the pack house and beating me mercilessly. I gasped as the memory flooded back to me, and I gingerly touched my face, expecting to feel bruises and cuts. But to my surprise, my skin was completely healed, as if nothing had happened.Confused and disoriented, I looked around the room again, wondering where I was and how I had gotten here. Then, I heard a faint knock on the door, and a familiar voice called out to me. "Hailee, are you awake?" It was Sebastian.I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to respo
HAILEE.Hailee woke up feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. She sat up on the bed and stretched her arms, feeling the softness of the sheets beneath her. As she looked around the room, she noticed that everything was neatly organized and in place. It was then that she realized that she was in Sebastian's room and not hers. She couldn't help but feel a little flustered and confused.Just then, a maid entered the room carrying a tray with breakfast in bed. Hailee was taken aback by the sudden attention and service, wondering why she was being treated like royalty. The maid set the tray down on the bedside table and smiled warmly at Hailee before leaving the room.Hailee looked at the tray and saw that it contained all her favorite breakfast items. She couldn't believe that Sebastian had gone through all this trouble just to make her breakfast in bed. She wondered what was going on and why he was suddenly being so kind to her.As she started eating, she couldn't help but let her mind wande
HAILEE.My heart was racing as I watched Dolph from the window. Fear and anxiety gripped me like a vice, and my palms began to sweat. I couldn't believe he was here, of all places. The last time I saw him was when we ran away from the pack together, and that was years ago.I remembered the rage on Sebastian's face when he found out we had left, and I knew he had never forgiven us for it. The thought of him finding out Dolph was here made my blood run cold. I knew what he was capable of when it came to protecting his pack and his position as alpha.My mind was racing as I tried to figure out how to keep Dolph safe. I couldn't let Sebastian find out he was here. I couldn't bear the thought of losing another friend to his wrath. But how could I keep him hidden? How long could I keep up the act with Sebastian?The weight of the situation felt like a ton of bricks on my chest. I was scared, and I didn't know what to do. I couldn't tell anyone about Dolph, not even Sebastian. He would see i
Hailee made her way back to her room with a heavy heart. She couldn't shake off the feeling that something was wrong. As she walked down the hallway, she bumped into Clara who was walking in the opposite direction. Hailee noticed that Clara's eyes lingered on Sebastian's shirt that she was wearing, but Clara quickly looked away and left without saying a word. Hailee couldn't help but feel a bit suspicious.As Hailee entered her room, she sat down on the bed and tried to shake off her unease. But her thoughts kept going back to Clara. She had always known that Clara had a thing for Sebastian, but she never thought it would go this far. Hailee had seen the way Clara looked at him, and it made her uncomfortable. But she had always trusted Sebastian, and she didn't think anything would happen between them.But now, as she sat there, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy herself. She knew that Sebastian and Clara had a history, and it made her feel insecure. She wondered if Sebas
HAILEE. As Sebastian's grip tightened around my arm, I felt a surge of fear coursing through my veins. His eyes were wild, filled with an intense desperation that I had never seen before. It was as if he had completely lost control of himself, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of danger looming in the air. I tried to pull away, to escape from the room and from whatever madness had overtaken him. But he held onto me with a strength that surprised me, his fingers digging into my skin as if he couldn't bear to let go. "Please," he pleaded, his voice strained and filled with anguish. "Don't leave me. I don't know what's happening, but I can't lose you." Confusion swirled in my mind as I searched his face for answers. Clara wasn't dead, so why was he behaving like this? What had caused this sudden frenzy within him? Questions spun around like a whirlwind, but no answers came. Sebastian clung to me, his body trembling in my arms. His once proud and composed demeanor had crumbled, lea
HAILEE.In the midst of the chaotic situation, Hailee found herself caught between an unconscious Clara and a seemingly unhinged Sebastian. Fatigue and confusion settled upon her, pulling at her weary eyelids. Exhaustion claimed her as she drifted into a restless slumber.Within the realm of dreams, Hailee's subconscious mind painted vivid images. She found herself walking alongside her father in an ethereal underground passage, the air thick with mystery and anticipation. Her father led her to a door adorned with a familiar mark, a symbol etched deep into her memory. The door creaked open, revealing a vast chamber filled with treasures and the somber presence of a grave. Hailee's heart raced with a mix of curiosity and trepidation, yearning to uncover the secrets hidden within. But before she could explore further, the dream dissolved, fading away into the realm of forgotten memories.Startled awake by the sharp sting of Clara's slap, Hailee's eyes fluttered open. Confusion clouded h
HAILEE.As I stood in the midst of the forgotten chamber, the weight of emotions pressed upon me like a heavy cloak. My eyes darted around the room, taking in the scattered remnants of my mother's life. The air hung heavy with the scent of dust and nostalgia, mingling with my own trembling breaths. I approached the gravestone, its presence both comforting and haunting. Etched upon its surface was my mother's name, a solemn reminder of her existence and the ties that bound us together across the realms of life and death. I reached out, fingertips grazing the weathered stone as tears streamed down my cheeks, my heart aching with a bittersweet mix of longing and loss.Driven by an unyielding determination, I turned my attention to the scattered belongings, artifacts that held whispers of a past shrouded in mystery. Carefully, I picked up each item, my hands trembling with a mixture of trepidation and hope. Trinkets, photographs, and letters passed through my fingers, each holding a frag