Roxanne's POV: I sat on the floor in the clinic, sobbing, while my mother's arms were wrapped around me. Angelina was rushing back and forth, attending to all who were injured, despite them already being healed. "Mother, he let me go," I whispered in a cracked voice. "I know, honey, and I'm sure it is for the best. At least we all came out alive," she answered as I stopped crying and looked at her coldly. "Sweetie, I know you don't think that way, but with time you will. Roman was very different from Garren; that man was a monster," she said as I stood up and ran outside the clinic, grabbing Uncle Lee's hand as he was walking to the pack house. He looked at me seriously, then sighed sadly and shook his head. "That witch's ability and level are way above me and Lexi. Even if we were to try and trace where they are, it wouldn't work. If she's going to use an invisibility shield on the territory, then no one could ever find the place besides those who are part of the coven and vamp
Garren's POV: "You have ruined me," was all I could whisper over and over again. I had no strength to move as everything that had happened played through my mind. I couldn't believe he would easily kill the coven just like that, but what was so painful was how he had hurt Roxanne. I could feel how he was hurt too in the process, but couldn't understand why he would shut her out. The tears he had shed came from the pain he felt of letting our mate go and fear. Why would he choose to walk away from her instead of kneeling down and begging her for forgiveness? The deed was already done, and it was obvious she wanted nothing to do with us anymore. I was furious at him for hiding some things from me and for what he had done in the dark. "Let it go, Garren. Her being with us will only bring her pain, and it's already done," he whispered as I clenched my hands into fists. "Shut the fuck up, you bastard!" I yelled loudly, startling the witch who stood at the corner of the room, avoidin
Kyle's POV: "Was that really a wise decision to make?" Neo asked when I sat down on the couch in my father's office. "Are you calling me dumb, uncle?" I asked seriously. "No, he isn't. You are the soon-to-be Alpha, that we understand. But if what I have heard actually did happen, then it's not a good decision to have him in our pack," Blade responded. I stood up and glared at him. "Son, show some respect," my father warned from behind his desk. "If you were the one in our situation, would you keep Larson away from his mate when he's still crying badly in his room?" I asked seriously. He sighed, then shifted his gaze to my father. "Please do answer me," I demanded. "No," he answered in a whisper. "My sister has gone through a lot in just a few months. As a brother, I want to protect and shield her from everything that may harm or bring her sadness. I didn't ask you to forgive him, did I? I'm only asking you to give them time, say an hour or so, to say their goodbyes," I said
Roxanne's POV: I held onto Garren as if my life depended on it. I was scared of letting go, and my wolf felt the same way. He was about to shift when I tightened my grip. "Roxanne," he called in a low, husky voice. "No," I whispered, shaking my head. I wasn't going to move, no! He sighed, then stood up with me in his arms. "I'm not going anywhere without you," he said as he walked to my bed and sat down with me on his lap. I looked at him seriously, then moved my hands to his wet cheeks. "You promise?" I asked softly. "I promise, I will never leave you," he answered in a cracked voice, then raised his hands and grabbed mine in his. "Roxanne, I don't know where to begin to apologize. But even if it takes me years, I will..." "It's okay," I answered seriously. He frowned deeply, then let go of my hands. "Roxanne, I did all those horrible things to you. How could it be okay?" he asked in a cracked voice as tears filled his eyes. Because I understood it wasn't him who wante
Roman's POV: "What?" Garren exclaimed. "If... if it's a joke, Roman, then it's not funny," Roxanne stammered in a low tone as she forced a smile on her face. "What are you saying?" Garren asked furiously. I ignored his words and looked at my beautiful mate seriously, taking her hand in mine. Was there a way I could tell her the truth and not hurt her? No. She had to know. "I wish it could be a lie or a joke, but it's not. You should know by now that I never joke in such situations," I said as she froze and stared at me blankly. "Roman!" Garren screamed in warning as he tried to take over, but I couldn't let him. I smirked when she pulled out her hand and took a step to look at me carefully. "Garren knows nothing about this, and I chose to keep it that way. If there was a way to say sorry a thousand times to you after my death, I would, but sadly there isn't," I said softly. Garren was in shock and he couldn't speak a word, while she stood staring at me with tears swelling in
Roman's POV: "So, you went against my orders?" I asked Jersey furiously. She shifted her gaze from me in silence. Astrid looked at me, then moved closer and hit my face. I flinched and glared at her, ignoring the pain. "Are you saying you enjoy seeing tears on my beautiful face?" she asked. "What?" I asked in disbelief. "I asked you if you enjoyed seeing my beautiful self cry," she answered as I burst out laughing. "Why are you laughing? Are you implying that I'm ugly?" she asked, then pressed her hands on her hips. I stopped laughing and lightly and playfully hit her cheeks with a smirk. "There is no denying your beauty, mate," I answered seriously. "See, so never make Roxanne or me cry ever again," she said, then made a crown gesture on top of her head, making me chuckle. This was a side of Astrid I had never seen before, and I wasn't expecting it. I knew she was serious because of the rank she held, but I couldn't have imagined her being this playful. I moved, closing t
Ian's POV: "It looks like I'll always be in the damn office," I complained. "My love," Amelia whispered softly. I looked at her seriously, then shifted my gaze to Roman and Astrid, who were sitting on the couch, looking at us. "Little one, won't you let your parents rest for a little while?" I asked seriously. Since coming back from the coven, Amelia and I couldn't have sex because we were usually entertaining some pack members or having unnecessary meetings in my office. "No, father, there is something important I want to tell you," she answered. "That's good because there is something that your father and I want to tell you too," Amelia said. "Okay, you can go first,If that's okay with both of you," Astrid asked. "Yes," Amelia answered. "Alright, so Roman, I want to know what your plans are. You betrayed us on that side. My pack and I can't seem to fully welcome you," I said as Astrid smiled. "Father...." He raised his hand, stopping her. He stood up, looking at us cold
Roxanne's POV: "How are you holding up?" Roman asked as he drove. I met his eyes in the rearview mirror, then looked at Jersey, who sat comfortably next to me with her eyes closed. I was furious with him for wanting death over us, but that didn't mean I didn't understand how he felt. Astrid was Astrid, and I was me. Our emotions were the same, yet different. I shifted my gaze to the window and chose to keep quiet. I said my goodbyes to everyone, and they were so sad to see me go. The only one I avoided and had no regrets about was Larson. I didn't want Roman to get upset with him and think that being with me was a wrong decision. "Lady, your mate is asking you a question," he said as I ignored him. I gasped loudly when he stepped on the brakes, making Jersey and me move forward and hit the seats. "Ouch," I murmured in pain. "Master, is there a problem?" she asked loudly as she looked around. He opened the car door and stepped out. I watched with a rapidly beating heart as he