Catherine's POV As I traveled to work in the morning, the light peaked through the windows, dappling the city in warmth. Confusion and disappointment from the day before were still there in my thoughts, nagging at me like a constant headache. I wanted explanations, and I had to approach Philip about what had occurred in the restaurant right now.I couldn't help but notice the contrast between the outside world and the chaos inside of me as I walked up to the CT Wines building. People went about their daily business, oblivious to the psychological conflicts I was currently experiencing.The elevator doors finally opened, allowing me to exit onto the executive floor. My anxiousness was only made worse by the hallway's clinical decor and subdued atmosphere. No matter how difficult it might be, I had to understand the truth.I inhaled deeply as I walked up to Philip's office, trying to calm myself. I couldn't allow my emotions to get the better of me, no matter how strong they were. As
Catherine’s POVMy heart was filled with a great deal of anxiety as the next day approached. I was unable to get rid of my concerns about what had happened the day before. My thoughts ached from the unsolved concerns of Philip's departure from the restaurant. I had questions and I needed answers now.That morning, as I drove to work, I couldn't help but think back on what had happened. I felt empty and confused after the rich setting, sumptuous food, and promised meeting that never materialized.I went directly to Philip's office when I got to the CT Wines building. I was adamant that I was going to confront him about what had happened yesterday. I made a determined effort to walk up to the impressive doors of his office.However, the door simply swung open as soon as I approached his office and softly pushed it. The workplace was vacant. I blinked in shock and wondered whether Philip was just late. But there was a strange feeling. I looked across to Sarah, Philip's assistant, who was
Catherine's POVA faint smile played on Philip's lips as he carried his daughter in his arms after he finally got to where we were seated. I was conflicted as I saw this delicate moment. I was glad to see him after his mysterious disappearance, but I also couldn't get rid of the worry and annoyance that had accumulated over the previous days.I wondered how he found us in the park. I didn't bother to ask him because I knew he would secretly want to know how his child was doing though. No father abandoned his child, not even the heartless ones.He eventually looked at me, although he didn't seem particularly friendly. "HeyCatherine, I will keep it brief though.I've come here to talk to you about something very important," he said with a certain amount of coldness in his voice. He then turned his att
Sophia's POV Rose and I were unable to avoid the rising menace of Philip's challenge as the days went by. We needed a strategy, and we needed it quickly since the anxiety of losing my beloved daughter tormented my heart.One night, Rose and I were sitting in my living room, when the topic of our precarious condition came up. Rose, who has always been a trustworthy and competent friend, gave me a determined expression.Rose readjusted her sitting position while keeping her eyes steady on me. "We cannot just let Philip take your kid away from you, Catherine, she said. We need a strategy to keep her safe."My thoughts were whirling with anxiety and uncertainty as I smiled in agreement. But Rose, what can we do? Philip seems so intent on dividing us. And I know Philip more than anyone, if he says he wants this, he gets that.Rose shifted in closer and said in a lower tone. "What happens if we... disappear? Let's just leave everything behind and start a new life for someone else. Away fr
Catherine's POV After accepting Philip's proposal, the next morning, Philip's men came to our house to help us pack our bags and other things we need in our new home. It was a warm morning with soft rays of light, Philip's men carefully loaded our belongings into their cars. I stood there with my daughter in my arms and watched them run through their task with the quiet efficiency of experience and determination.That morning they arrived, one of the men, a tall, friendly-looking man, approached me with a comforting smile. His eyes were like cat eyes, but he was still looking great. He said to me. “Madam, please don't worry about anything concerning packing your luggage, because we are here to do. We will take care of everything and we will take you to your new home comfortably."Rose and I were so relieved at their arrival. I can't thank them enough for their help too, though they were just doing their job. It wasn't easy to leave the life we knew, but deep down I think this new beg
Catherine's POV That same day we stepped foot in our magnificent new home, there was an unsettling tension that seemed to permeate the lavish surroundings. Something really strange happened and I wondered if were in the wrong building.I was initially mesmerized by the luxurious features of the house, the expansive gardens, and the luxurious interiors, but as the day gradually turned to evening, an unexplainable unease crept over me. I continued to wonder why Philip hadn't come back yet, he was meant to be excited to welcome his family back, but he just acted like he normally does. Always nonchalant, or will I say it was just a proposed marriage?Well, I decided to continue exploring our new home as dusk painted the sky with orange and purple tones. I yearned for some solitary time to take in the beauty of the whole place even though my daughter was already in a sound sleep in one of the rooms upstairs.I moved from the comfortable bedroom, which had plush furnishings and sophisticat
Cynthia's POV The servants were still standing there but their gaze shifted to the entrance door. I was startled by the noise of the door cracks but I pretended to be fine while I turned who had broken the ice in the atmosphere. A tall young black man dressed in a suit, wearing a black shade stepped in from the door. Another one followed him, dressing in the same pattern. So after four men, who had dressed in the same pattern looking like boogeymen had entered. They stood close to the servants waiting for the last one to approach as one of them held the door wide open. I saw the last person approached, and finally, he was Philip.A long sigh escaped my mouth. It was like a relief breath because I already thought those servants were crazy. Then I asked myself, "All these preparations to welcome Alpha Philip." I smiled in relief as those thoughts ran through my head. Philip was wearing a brown suit jacket with red suit pants. Immediately he entered the house, the servants who stood th
Catherine's POV I felt as though I were imprisoned in some sort of hallucination as everyone around me began to blur. The news that Philip had wed another person came as a shock to me. Everything he told me was so unbelievable."My new wife." My heart wrenched as I heard the words again in my head. My system took a tremendous jolt from it, and I was experiencing uncontrollable emotional outbursts. The man I had been searching for with all of my heart and thoughts would provide me with answers and closure had not only walked away from me but had also started a fresh home.I walked out of the area because I couldn't stand to be around Philip and Lizzie, who had become his new wife. My chest was in anguish, and my mind was racing. How would he have treated me like this?I quickly went back to my new room, where Rose was waiting for me. I was unable to remain in that house any longer due to the rage, hurt, and humiliation that were coursing through me. I had to get away from the unpleasa
CATHERINE'S POV As I entered the community meeting area, where pack members gathered for talks and declarations, I could feel a sense of anxiety in the air. As soon as I walked in, whispers and whispered talks stopped, and interested eyes looked at me. Skepticism and uncertainty weighed heavily on the air, like an unsaid query demanding a response.I felt the wave of unease that went through the group, a sign of their misgivings about my abrupt promotion to a leadership role. Many were confused by the swift change from a Luna behind confinement to a leader guiding the pack's future, and the doubt that pervaded the atmosphere was reflected in their gazes.The scrutiny became more intense as I got closer to the temporary platform where pack leaders normally addressed the members. The looks on the sea on faces ranged from mistrust to flat-out incredulity. It became very apparent how difficult it was for me to gain their trust.I inhaled deeply before going up on stage, with everyone in
CATHERINE'S POV I was faced with the enormous issue of bringing the pack together, which was weighing heavily on my mind. As two women propelled into roles of authority, Lizzie and I took the lead in this initiative, trying to mend the broken strands of trust and create a unity of sorts.Lizzie and I met in the large study, which was filled with expensive cherry furnishings and bookcases that held innumerable books. As we sat opposite from one another, the weight of duty falling on our heads like a thick blanket, the environment crackled with a feeling of purpose."I had not signed in for this one," Lizzie said, her resolve and doubt visible in her eyes. I sympathized with her; the unanticipated course of events had thrown us into unanticipated roles."Not a single of us did," I said, looking her in the eye. However, we have been given the responsibility of keeping this pack together. We must figure out how to make it function."The stone walls of the study, covered in the understand
CATHERINE'S POV The load of Philip's faith descended upon me as I neared the magnificent assembly hall, the scene of the pack's gathering for a funeral. Seeking a ray of light amid the ocean of sorrow, the weeping werewolves shifted their focus to me. I realized then and there that true leadership is a careful balance between sensitivity and power.I inhaled deeply, calling up the inner power, and entered the hallway prepared to face the obstacles that lay ahead. The mansion, which had once been a stronghold of authority, now served as a furnace whereby the pack's connections would be put to the proof and renewed.The force of the Luna cloak pressed down on me as I waited at the entrance to the magnificent assembly hall. The collective look of the pack, looking for guidance and comfort, made the weight of my newfound responsibilities even more real. I looked to my confidante, Lizzie, and saw tenacity and compassion in the deepest parts of her eyes.The weight of the mission ahead hun
CATHERINE'S POV The devastating news that brought shivers of sadness through the Blood Slashing Pack was heavy on every stride, and the vast house resounded with solemn tones of loss. With sad heart, I made my way through the corridors, dodging the sea of dejected expressions and muffled cries that seemed to permeate the space. The pack was enveloped in grief as word of Philip's passing raced like lightning.The group was in disarray after learning of Philip's alleged death, and their souls were left with a chasm that could not be filled by words of sympathy. I felt the burden of the pack's sorrow bearing toward me as Luna, and I had a duty to stand as a rock of support at this time of sharedThe somber tones of sadness filled the vast estate, resonating through the enormous hallways and passages like an eerie sonata of sorrow. As Luna, I felt the weight of duty bearing upon me, the sorrowful news that had covered the whole Blood Slashing Pack in sorrow weighing down on myself with e
CATHERINE'S POV Every day that passed seemed like a lifetime spent inside the confines of my room. What had previously felt like a golden prison had become a painful expanse of loneliness over two weeks. Furnished with opulent furniture, the room had turned into a haven and a jail.With Ana, my darling little daughter curled up in my arms, there was only one thing to feel better in this stuffy environment. Her innocent look was blind to the struggle swirling inside of me as I attended to her needs, the burden of duty pressing down on me. Even with the room bathed in a subdued brightness from the glowing sunlight filtering through the drapes, the cold that persisted in my heart persisted.The loud ticking of the elaborate wall clock reverberated throughout the room, serving as a constant reminder that time was passing at an excruciatingly slow pace. Two weeks had passed between my fingers like sand grains, and I was left entangled in the opulent maze of affluence that had become a res
LIZZIE'S POVI jumped through the table, my chest still thumping from the rage, and the opulence of the mansion's dining room vanished behind me. I was drawn outside by the scent of the neighboring garden in the evening air. To process the storm of feelings Philip's plea had unleashed inside of me, I wanted the comfort of wide-open spaces.Stepping out of the warm shelter of the evening, I was met by the expansive estate stretching before me. The sky was tinted pink as well as orangeas the sun sank low in the horizon, creating a pleasant glow. I took cover from the deluge of contradictory ideas on a seat tucked away in the garden, the calming sounds of the natural world providing a moment's reprieve.My thoughts raced with questions as I sat down on the bench. What made Philip decide to stage his death t
PHILIP'S POV The sound of my footsteps reverberated across the lavish area, which was opposed to the secret choice I had chosen. Lizzie was sitting at the dining table staring at me expectantly and with anxiety in her eyes.I said, quietly but firmly, "Lizzie, we need to talk."A frown began to develop on her eyebrows as she lifted her head from her plate. Our dining room was spacious and well-furnished, which only served to heighten the significance of the talk that was about to take place."What's happening, Philip?" she said, searching my eyes for information.I sat down across opposite her, the enormity of the speech I intended to utter amplified by the oppressive quiet of the room. "I've accepted a choice, and that's significant because it includes the pack's safety and the possibility of Stanley's treason."Lizzie's eyes narrowed, a mixture of worry and fascination. "Exactly what somewhat choice?"Leaning forward, I placed my palms on the shiny dining tabletop. "I'm about to fa
PHILIP'S POV As I left my house and the small comforts of the family behind, I was met by lengthy shadows from the rising light and relentless trials ahead. Dissatisfaction echoed like spirits in the air, and the familiar smells of the complex told narratives of a pack in disorder.I couldn't stop thinking about Catherine's captivity in our house; the conflict between my responsibilities as an Alpha and a parent kept me restless all the time. I was having trouble sifting through the complicated web that had been created by the pack's requirements, Stanley's lurking danger, and Catherine's deceit.I could hear the pack members' disgruntled whispers as I strolled around the complex. With each second of hesitation that went by, the once-unwavering loyalty that held us together appeared to wane. As the second mate to Philip, I found myself in a difficult position where my loyalty was needed to balance the pack's expectations with Philip's unclear objectives.Beneath my skin was a seethin
LIZZIE'S POVMy wolf was aware of my uneasiness and was restless, just like me. An eerie silence had descended upon the pack ever since Catherine's duplicity was exposed, leaving me to deal with the unnerving fallout from my choice to reveal her.I had known all along just what I wanted to do: expose Catherine's betrayal, provoke Philip's fury, and see as he banishes her, cutting the treacherous thread that jeopardized the cohesion of our pack. However, when the days grew into evenings, the anticipated removal never occurred. Rather, Catherine stayed imprisoned within our Alpha's house, a live symbol of the treachery that hung over us like a shadow.My thoughts were tinged with doubt. Why was Philip so attached to Catherine, the beast who had woven a false web to get within our pack? Was he unaware of the threat she created, or was perhaps a more nuanced reality at play that I was unable to discern?I walked erratically into the center of the courtyard, a raging sea of questions racin