Nova's POV"It has been days since I left that man. He can't come," I chuckled, sipping wine inside with my friend."I still feel you should tell your parents. What if he shows up out of the blue? What will you do then?" She asked, concern etched on her face. I rolled my eyes dismissively."He won't," I replied confidently, swirling the deep red liquid in my glass.As if the universe had a twisted sense of timing, a soft knock interrupted our conversation. Startled, I turned my head towards the door, and a maid entered the room."Miss Nova, the Alpha, and Luna require your presence in the meeting room," she announced with a respectful nod.I exchanged a quick glance with my friend, the unspoken words lingering in the air. Reluctantly, I nodded, placing the wine glass on the table. Standing up, I smoothed the wrinkles from my dress, suddenly feeling a surge of nervous energy.Upon arriving at the meeting room, I hesitated at the entrance. There, seated at the imposing head of the table
Arabella's POVThe night air wrapped around us as we sat on the porch, the gravity of the situation sinking in. Asher held me close."I can't believe there are two entities out there, each of them causing harm. Do they know each other? Is it a plan work?" I muttered, my mind racing with questions.Asher squeezed my hand. "I wish I had answers, Ara. But we'll figure this out, Bella. We always do."Just then, Mary appeared, her eyes carrying a mixture of concern and urgency. "What happened?" she asked, sensing the tension.I recounted the strange encounter in the bathroom, the eerie voice, and. someone searching for my father."Who or what could that person be?' I asked, after all the explanations.Mary's eyes widened. "A witch," she concluded. "There's no doubt. Wolves or Lycans can't summon someone. This has witchcraft written all over it.""But why? Why is someone after my father?" I questioned, frustration building within me.Mary took a deep breath. "Your father, from what I heard,
Arabella's POVAs we arrived at the pack house, my eyes widened in surprise as I stared at the building, now transformed and more beautiful than ever."Wow, Asher, you've really turned this place around," I marveled, my eyes scanning the familiar yet transformed surroundings. Asher smiled, a glint of satisfaction in his eyes. "I wanted it to be a place where our family feels safe and comfortable."The maids efficiently went about their tasks, arranging our bags and ensuring everything was in order. "Thank you, Asher," I whispered, wrapping my arms around him. "I didn't expect everything to be so organized and ready. It feels like this place was never abandoned."He held me close, his voice soft. "You deserve nothing less, Bella. I want you and the triplets to have a place where you can just be, without worry."Heading to the master bedroom, I couldn't help but admire the careful arrangement of furniture and the soft hues that adorned the room. It was a perfect blend of elegance and
Bella's POV The next morning, as the sun began to cast its warm glow over the pack house, I decided to gather everyone in the main hall. The pack members gathered, curious expressions on their faces, and Asher stood by my side."Good morning, everyone. I hope you all had a peaceful night," I began, scanning the attentive faces before me. "I have an announcement to make."Whispers circulated through the crowd as anticipation filled the air. I took a deep breath, my eyes meeting Asher's for reassurance."We've decided to stay here for a few days, and during this time, we'll be hiring packhouse workers to help maintain and run things smoothly," I declared.Asher nodded in agreement, and I continued, "We want this place to thrive, not just for us but for all of you. A home where everyone feels welcome and supported."The crowd erupted into murmurs, and I raised my hand to quiet them. "Spread the news. Anyone interested in working here or contributing in any way, please come forward. We'r
Arabella's POV My mind swirled with a whirlwind of emotions and questions. This wise woman, with her knowing eyes, held the key to unraveling the mysteries that surrounded my family and the pack. I took a moment to collect my thoughts before asking the most pressing question. "Where is my father now? Please, tell me," I implored, my voice filled with a mix of desperation and determination. The woman sighed, her gaze penetrating through the layers of time and space. "Your father is in a place between realms. Although I do not know where exactly he is, I know he's not far. " A heavy silence settled over us and before I could even say a word more, she disappeared, leaving me with more questions than answers. "Well that didn't go as planned," I mumbled and together with Asher, we left the elderly's place and made our way back home. Exhausted from the revelations and the emotional weight of the day, Asher and I made our way back to the pack house. The air was thick with anticipati
Arabella's POVAnxiety gnawed at my insides as I entered our room, my eyes scanning the space for any clues. The remnants of Asher's hurried departure were scattered across his desk. Papers hastily pushed aside, a pen abandoned mid-scribble. The room felt emptier than before.I hesitated, contemplating whether to call him or wait for his return. But the suspense was killing and I decided to take action. Grabbing my phone from the bedside table, I dialed Asher's number, my fingers tapping nervously against the device.The phone rang multiple times, each ring echoing but it never went through. My worry deepened as the call remained unanswered, and I couldn't shake the unsettling feeling that something was amiss.Frustration welled up as I ended the call, deciding to send a text message instead. My fingers flew across the screen, typing a message that conveyed both my concern and the need for his immediate response."Asher, where are you? Something's happened, and I need you. Please call
Arabella's POVJeremy's gaze held a flicker of surprise as if caught off guard by my perceptiveness. He leaned back, a thoughtful expression crossing his face."There's always more to the story, Arabella," he admitted, his tone measured. "But for now, let's focus on finding your father. Trust me, it's in our mutual interest."His words hung in the air, leaving me torn between skepticism and the desperate need for answers. "I need more than vague promises, Jeremy. If we're going to work together, I need to know your intentions, the whole truth."Jeremy's eyes bore into mine, and a wry smile played on his lips. "I also need to know you'll work with me before I disclose more information," he replied and I nodded. "I'll think about your offer.""I'm afraid we don't have that much time," he replied and I looked at him in confusion once more."Why is that? Is something coming?" I asked and he didn't reply. "Twelve hours. I give you twelve hours to make a decision. If you don't, you might
Arabella's POVThe room seemed to tighten around me as Jeremy's request hung in the air, a chilling proposition that sent shivers down my spine. My eyes locked onto his, searching for any trace of deceit. "Why do you need my blood?" I demanded, my voice unwavering despite the unease settling in my gut.Jeremy chuckled, a sound that danced on the edge of arrogance. "Let's just say it's a form of insurance. Knowledge comes at a price, Arabella."I exchanged a wary glance with Asher before returning my focus to Jeremy. "No, Jeremy. I won't give you my blood. There has to be another way for us to work together."His expression darkened for a moment, and I braced myself for a potential confrontation. "Arabella, I don't think you understand the gravity of our situation. The rogue killer is just the tip of the iceberg. There are forces at play beyond your comprehension."I stood my ground, defiance in my gaze. "I won't be manipulated, Jeremy. If you have information about the rogue killer,