Alpha Michael’s POVAfter getting my brother settled in the clinic bed, I asked Carol to stay with him. "I have a bad feeling about this blackout," I told her, shining my flashlight in her face as she sat next to James, adjusting the duvet over his body."Just go," she replied curtly, waving me off.I shook my head and rushed back out to the corridor, where I spotted Nicholas, now wearing a gray tank top and black sweatpants, carrying an M4 assault rifle."Why do you have a gun?" I demanded, my voice low.A frown spread across his face. "I heard screams coming from the courtyard. I'm going to check it out," he stated, pointing at the flashlight on my body. "And stop shining that thing at me, I am right in front of you."He had a cap with a headlamp on, his expression serious and angry. "Well, what are you waiting for? Gather some warriors and go investigate!" I ordered. "After my brother, you are the second in command.""Come with me," Nicholas insisted, already heading deeper into the
Alpha James’s POVA sharp pain in my chest woke me from my sleep. My wolf howled inside me, warning that our mate was in trouble. The pain was so intense that I could barely move, paralyzed as I stared up at the ceiling of my room.I became aware of someone else on the bed and turned to see Carol murmuring in her sleep, her head resting on my chest. Disgust crashed over me. I was tired of her constant clinging. If she weren't pregnant, I would have shoved her off the bed.Gritting my teeth against the ache in my chest, I threw off the covers and got up, walking over to the balcony doors. What I saw in the courtyard below made my jaw drop.Some of my warriors were lying lifeless on the ground. The morning sun was beating down on their bodies, burning their skins, some of their skins were already smoking red. I couldn't tell if they were dead or just unconscious, but the area was utterly trashed, with blood staining the dirt. Someone had breached the packhouse grounds, but who? As far a
Emily’s POVI opened my eyes, feeling a sharp pain in my head. As I sat up on the unfamiliar bed, I looked around the room—the plain room, the heavy curtains drawn over the single window. It was completely foreign to me. Where was I?There was no one else here, just me. I tried to remember what had happened the night before, and it all came rushing back. Robert had taken me and abducted me from the dungeon of the packhouse.My heart pounded in my chest. I had to get out of here; I had to escape before he returned. Swinging my legs over the side of the bed, I stood on shaky legs, my bare feet flinching against the cold floor. I hurried to the door, grasping the knob tightly and twisting it hard. But just as I started to pull it open, the distinct sound of footsteps filled the air.Panic seized me, and I quickly rushed behind the door, pressing my hand firmly over my mouth to muffle any noise. I held my breath as the door creaked open and Robert entered the room, accompanied by a pack d
Alpha James’s POVAs I finished addressing my pack members gathered in the courtyard, Carol leaned in close, whispering a request into my ear. "I think you have said enough, it’s time you introduce me as your luna, Tiger."I forced a tight-lipped smile, my wolf growling in protest. Ignoring the discomfort, I turned back to the ocean of eager faces watching us. "Members of my pack," I announced, "I am proud to present to you Carol Anthony, the future Luna of the Demontail pack. I was a little nervous to introduce her earlier because she is currently carrying your future alpha king."The crowd exploded in cheers, with members jumping and screaming in celebration. I held up a hand, signaling for them to quiet down so I could continue."And as you all know, the annual mating ball is coming soon." I paused, taking a deep breath. "This year, not only will you all be finding your mates, but I will also be getting engaged to the love of my life, and soon after that, I will be officially makin
Emily’s POVI grunted in frustration as I strained to pull open the window, my fingers digging into the frame. The iron exterior bit into my skin, and I hissed, pulling my hand back to see a thin line of blood welling up on my fingertip. Blinking back tears, I stuck it into my mouth, the metallic taste covering my tongue.The sound of the door creaking open made me freeze. Quickly, I jumbled onto the bed, burying myself beneath the heavy duvet and pretending to be asleep."Is that blood I smell?" Robert's voice echoed through the room, his footsteps drawing nearer. I felt the bed dip as he sat down beside me."I know you are not really sleeping, I heard your voice a few seconds ago," he muttered, tugging the covers away from my body. "Come, you must be hungry."My disloyal stomach chose that moment to let out a loud gurgle, and I cringed silently. Robert tapped my shoulder relentlessly. "Don't make me drag you out, my love. I can't have my queen starving while I am around."Reluctantl
Michael’s POVThe sun beat down mercilessly on the streets of the Duskfall pack, its brilliant rays reflecting off the street as I sat in the backseat of the car, gazing indifferently out the window. This was my first time in another pack's territory, but I couldn't bring myself to enjoy the view or explore. My sole focus was on finding Emily and rescuing her from Robert's clutches.We'd been driving for hours, but there was still no sign of her—no one who had even seen her. I frowned as the car came to a stop in front of an open-air restaurant, customers dining at the various tables. Nicholas, who was behind the wheel, reached over to stroke the wolfhound's head, the animal barking excitedly beside him."Why did we stop?" I asked, and my voice spiked with annoyance."We have been driving all night," Nicholas replied, opening the door at his side of the car. "We need to rest and refuel." The wolfhound jumped out after him, and I reluctantly followed them.As we settled at a small tabl
Michael’s POVRobert thrashed against Conan, grunting in anger as the wolfhound's powerful paws and claws pinned him to the grand stage. "Get off me!" he shouted, desperately trying to push the hairy beast away.But Conan refused to surrender, his fierce barks echoing through the grand hall. Robert fell back, his brow furrowed in rage as he glared at me. "Don't you dare go near my fiancée, if you touch a hair on her head, I will mess you up!" he barked like a bulldog.I ignored him, striding towards Emily, her face still covered by the veil. Wrapping my hand around her wrist, I tried to pull her away, but she tugged, resisting me. "Come on, Emily, let's go." I declared, my voice soft.But she struggled, pulling back against my grip. I turned to look at her and whispered, "Is this really what you want? To marry Robert?"She turned her face away, shaking her head ever so slightly as I attempted to remove the veil. I took that as hesitation, perhaps not wanting me to see the state she wa
Emily’s POVThe sharp thump of knocking jerked me awake, and I blinked sleepily as a blinding light shone directly in my face. "Stop shining that in my face!" I cried, shielding my eyes with my hand. "Are you trying to blind me?"The gruff voice that responded made me freeze. "Is this your house?"Glancing around, I realized with a sinking feeling that I wasn't in my own bed but rather curled up in the seat of an abandoned car, the door hanging open and the windows wide. The cold night air seeped through my thin clothes, and I hugged myself tightly."No, it's not," I admitted, looking up at the stranger towering over me. He was a rough-looking he-wolf, his beard thick and his eyes glinting with a disturbing mix of green and brown under the moonlight."Aren't you cold?" he inquired, lowering the flashlight. "Don't you have a place to go?"Wincing, I shifted, rearranging my disheveled clothing as best I could. "I-I do, but I'm lost. I need to get back to the Demontail Pack." I explained