Roxanne's POV: I was exhausted from lack of sleep and I somehow felt grumpy. After Garren had escorted me back to my room, he went on to his without a word. I knew he was attracted to me, but how could he be so at ease with me being in the same house as him? "You can always let me take over and seduce him," Astrid said proudly. "No way," I answered at the top of my voice, then stood up and went into the bathroom to take a bath. Once I had stripped off my clothes, I stood in the shower, enjoying the cold water running down my body. We were progressing as mates, that I knew, and he really did like me. There was no doubt about it. No one in their right mind could open up about their past life if they had no feelings for the other person. What wasn't clear to me was which side he was going to take. Just because he was accepting me, it didn't mean he would stand by my side with my father. He hated him to the bone, and he was still serving the coven. That was something he was very c
Garren's POV: I was in my office, on my laptop, going through some emails I had received from women in my past. A day had passed since what had happened between us. Although we talked a bit more about our lives, our meals together were quiet, and it seemed like we both had concerns. Was I avoiding her? Yes, totally. I was. That day, I wanted to have my way with her without stopping, but the look of uncertainty on her face was what made me pull back. I didn't want to be the selfish bastard who pushed her into having sex because of his own desires. "You think locking yourself in here would make her happy?" Roman asked. "No, it wouldn't. But she would think I'm busy doing something important," I answered as he growled at me. "We should be spending every single hour with our mate. By now, the coven elders must have known that we aren't in our castle. They might think we have switched sides," he said. "Just shut up," I said lazily, then stood up and went to open the door before Rox
Garren's POV: I looked at Ian furiously, while Roman remained silent. He was beyond shocked by his story. "Let me get this straight. Are you fucking implying that the coven I willingly serve killed my beloved parents?" I shouted. "He isn't implying, kid. He is telling you," the pureblood, whose name I had learned was Samantha, answered. "I don't want to hear this from a weakling," I spat. She hissed at me but stopped when the fairy grabbed her hand. "Just so you know, Samantha isn't a weakling. She isn't at her best right now because she avoids drinking human blood. She doesn't kill unnecessarily to feed, and she can't feed on me because who could survive being fed on for years?" The man defended her. From his words, I could tell they were either partners or sleeping together. "That's the exact definition of a weakling. She can always drink from bad guys or even the clinic if she's playing the righteous card," I mocked. I knew she hated the coven, but there was no way she would
Kyle's POV: "Kyle, do you think Mama is okay?" Tamara asked in a low tone. "Of course, she's one of the strongest vampires I know," I answered honestly. "Not anymore. Mama gave up feeding on Daddy. She is afraid of killing him, and she doesn't want to hurt humans. What if..." She cut her sentence short when her gaze went to Larson, who was looking at her with a very pissed off expression on his face. In the past weeks, he had avoided her and refused to talk to her. Whenever he did say something to her, it was either mean or mocking. She cried a few times in her given room but refused to hate or hurt him back. I was doing my best to cheer her up while uncle Blade scolded him badly for being harsh to his mate. Whenever I couldn't seem to calm her down, she talked to August, who told her a few jokes that made her laugh. Everyone was worried because there was no news yet. All we could do was wait and hope for their safe return. "Everyone, come outside now!" Jeannie screamed loudly.
Roman's POV: I looked at my mate seriously after setting her down in front of me. She was quietly gazing into my eyes, as if expecting me to react negatively. When I had lifted her up, I was expecting her to put up a fight or yell at me to put her down. The fact that she did none of that didn't sit well with me. "Are you happy to see that boy toy?" I asked seriously, then frowned deeply when she burst into laughter. "Boy toy?" she asked between laughs. I loved that she was laughing, but at the same time, I hated it. I growled loudly in warning, and she instantly stopped and composed herself. "No, he isn't my boy toy or anything. He's just my first crush and our pack's warrior," she answered seriously as I raised a brow to make sure she was telling the truth. "Who in their right mind would reject their mate for someone else?" she asked, and I sighed softly. She was right. Those assholes who willingly rejected their own mates were insane. While it was common in a werewolf pack
Larson's POV: I walked out of Ian's office, furious. "Why?" I asked myself in a low tone as I marched outside the pack house. Why weren't they all taking my side when I was part of their family? No one knew Roxanne better than I did, and no one was a better match for her than I was. I deserved to be with her, I deserved to be her mate, not some bastard who came from nowhere and had no idea what makes her happy or sad. For all we know, that hybrid could be an enemy disguised as a mate! "Knock it off!" My wolf growled angrily. "Why should I? Didn't we both love her so much? We still feel the same way towards her, don't we?" I asked him, hoping for a response which never came. "Why are you quiet?" I asked as I approached the training field. "Tamara may be young, stupid, and spoiled, but she's who the moon goddess granted us, and the moon goddess never makes mistakes," he answered as I stopped walking and laughed loudly. "Why the hell are you saying this when we both know she doe
Felix's POV: "Why the fuck are you standing in my way?" I asked furiously. "Because you might end up hurting the boy when you confront him," Chase answered seriously. I glared at him, then took a step back. "Then at least let me see my baby girl!" I screamed at the top of my voice. "No," Lee answered as I hit the damn shield that was in front of me to break it. How could they trap me like this just because it was Ian's pack! Did they think it was okay to treat me like a damn criminal? "I left that stupid boy alone the first time he made my only child cry, but this time it's unforgivable. Family or not, I'm going to wipe him off the face of the earth. Do you all fucking understand?" I asked seriously, then moved back and ran forward, hitting the shield which still stood unbroken. "You will hate yourself, Samantha," Lee said as I ignored him and took a few steps back. "I don't need your sympathy," I hissed, then quickly moved forward, extending my hand to Tamara when she walked
Amelia's POV: I sat quietly next to Toni and Whitney while Uncle Leomord stood near the entrance of the living room, looking at us. We were all taking in the situation we were facing, which was very sad and annoying. I had no idea where Ian and the kids were. All I knew was that we needed to sort everything out as soon as possible. "I think we should leave," Whitney said softly as she stood up. "I think that's the best decision. I'll mind-link August to start the car. He should be in one of the rooms," Uncle backed her up. I looked at them seriously, then at Toni, who looked very deep in thought. "How are you feeling?" I asked in concern through our mind-link. "Sad, but I'm way better than Neo. He is way beyond pissed at our son's confession," she answered. "Did he go with Ian to the office to talk to Larson?" I asked, knowing he would do just that. "Yes, they went together with Blade to try and talk some sense into that boy," she answered, then kept quiet. "I'm here," Augus