Dimitri POV I tapped my fingers impatiently on the table, awaiting David's return. He'd been tasked with gathering intel on the rogue attacks.Layla Rose, my fiancée, approached me, her eyes batting seductively. "What's wrong, babe?" she asked.I growled, shrugging off her gentle touch. "Don't touch me."My tone was menacing, and Layla's face fell. I ascended to my office, leaving her behind.Our arrangement was strategic; her family's wealth and influence would strengthen my pack. But my thoughts drifted to Katherine, the omega girl.Last night's stalking had only deepened my intrigue. Her connection to the Woodland pack's alpha and beta was clear. I despised the Woodland pack's arrogance and the alpha's condescending attitude.A knock on the door broke my reverie. "Enter."David, my beta and closest ally, bowed upon entering."What took you so long?" I demanded, snatching the files from his hand.He shrugged, taking a seat opposite me.The files revealed nothing about the attack
Third person POV The sun cast its golden rays through the uncovered windows, illuminating the room. Katherine and Nathaniel lay entwined in his bed, lost in a deep slumber. The murmur of packmates outside gradually penetrated Katherine's consciousness, and she stirred.Blinking slowly, Katherine adjusted to the bright light. "Damn, we forgot to close the curtains," she whispered, her voice husky from sleep.As she turned toward Nathaniel, his warm breath and intoxicating scent enveloped her. His hand still wrapped possessively around her waist, holding her close. Katherine's thoughts drifted to the previous night, and a delicate blush spread across her cheeks.Though they hadn't crossed any boundaries, Nathaniel's desire for her was undeniable. The gentle caress of his tongue on her skin, the tender bite marks on her neck – not a mate mark, just a playful claim – left her tingling.Katherine's heart skipped a beat as Nathaniel stirred, his growl rumbling deep in his chest. Fearing hi
Katherine POV Weeks had passed since the rogue attack, and my life had transformed. The memories of that fateful day still lingered, but they no longer held me hostage. My shoulder and ankle had healed, and with them, my spirit.For the first three days after the attack, Nathaniel had been relentless in his devotion. He hovered around me like a protective mama bear, his concern adorable and heartwarming. I cherished those moments, thrilled to see my mate so invested in my well-being.As I stepped out of the room, the crisp morning air invigorated me. The sun's warm rays danced across my skin, and I felt alive.My thoughts drifted to Nathaniel, and a soft smile spread across my face. Our bond had grown stronger, and my heart swelled with hope. Maybe, just maybe, our mating could work.The rift between Emilia and me still existed, but I'd mind anymore, maybe it was for the best.Instead, I focused on the positive changes in my life. Nathaniel's gentle touch, his soothing presence, and
Third person POV The house was dead silent as Emilia sat in her room, alone and isolated. She couldn't muster the courage to face her parents' venomous words downstairs.Contrary to most people's belief, Emilia had no friends apart from Nathaniel. But with the current rift between her and Katherine, being around Nathaniel felt awkward.Emilia sighed, chugging down a bottle of wine. The alcohol numbed her problems, offering temporary escape.The noise downstairs signaled her parents' return from work. Emilia's anxiety spiked, knowing she couldn't hide from their wrath."Where is that good-for-nothing child?" her mother screamed, storming upstairs.Mrs. Thompson burst into Emilia's room, laughter erupting at the sight of her drunk daughter."You're so foolish to think wine will wash away your idiocy," Mrs. Thompson taunted.Emilia slurred, "Mom, please...I just need to rest." She pushed the wine bottle off her bed and lay down quietly.Mrs. Thompson's smirk grew wicked. She rushed down
Katherine POV Days had ticked by since Nathaniel's birthday, and I'd noticed a subtle shift in him. He'd grown more open, more approachable. His smiles, though rare, now appeared twice a day – a frequency that, for Nathaniel, constituted often.But today, my anxiety eclipsed his warm transformation. Training began, and I wasn't thrilled. In fact, dread knotted my stomach.My family's past embarrassment still stung. They'd hidden me away, ashamed of my omega nature. I'd never trained, never learned to defend myself.The thought of facing the training ground, surrounded by skilled warriors, terrified me. What if I failed? What if I made a fool of myself?I pinched my nose, shrugging into a black trousers and shirt. With school on break, my days felt empty. Daily chats with Quentin and David weren't the same as spending time together; it had been a week since I'd seen them."Nathaniel's been different lately," I thought, a flutter in my chest."Kathy, get dressed. Emilia's outside," Nat
NATHANIEL POV Fifteen years ago;"Get out, you worthless child!" my mother shrieked, her voice dripping with venom as she hurled my clothes onto the frozen ground. Tears streamed down my face, mingling with the chill of the night air, as I wrapped my trembling arms around my shivering body."Mama, please," I begged, desperate, cracking my voice. "It's freezing outside, and Naomi is sick. She needs warmth and care." I clutched my seven-year-old sister tightly to my chest, trying to shield her from the cold and our mother's cruelty.But my mother's expression twisted into a snarl, her eyes blazing with a drunken fury. She slammed the door shut, leaving us to face the unforgiving night alone.This was our reality, a never-ending cycle of abuse and neglect. Whenever she indulged in her favorite poison, our home transformed into a battleground. The packmates, our supposed community, turned a blind eye to our suffering. They'd grown numb to our parents' toxic behavior, their indifferenc
Third person POV Katherine's eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness, her senses stirring. The silence was oppressive, a clear indication that Nathaniel had already departed for his office. His absence left a hollow feeling, but she pushed aside the longing.Today marked the beginning of her training, and Katherine's nerves hummed with anticipation. She trusted Nathaniel implicitly, knowing he would guide her through the challenges ahead.With a quiet resolve, Katherine headed to the bathroom to start her morning routine. The warm shower washed away the remnants of sleep, but her mind remained alert.As she dressed, Katherine's thoughts drifted to Nathaniel. What would today's training entail? Would she be able to keep up?Returning to the room, Katherine halted, her gaze locking onto a figure on the couch.Amelia.Katherine's face lit up with a warm smile as she spotted Amelia. It had been weeks since their last encounter, and Katherine had missed the witch's guidance."Good morning,
Katherine POV I sprang into action, positioning myself between Nathaniel and Quentin. "Stop!" I shouted, spreading my arms protectively around Quentin."If you want to kill her, you'll have to kill me too," I declared, voice shaking but resolute. "Quentin is my friend."“You're standing with a rogue against your alpha. Do you know you have committed the ultimate betrayal?” Nathaniel growled at me but I just swallowed nervously before moving towards him..Nathaniel's jaw clenched, tension radiating from his stance. The air hung heavy with unresolved conflict."Quentin's a good rogue, she's never harmed anyone," I pleaded, trying to reason with Nathaniel.But Nathaniel's expression remained unyielding, his jaw clenched in anger."There's no such thing as a good rogue!" he thundered, his voice echoing through the air. "They're all vile creatures, a threat to our kind."His gaze snapped to Quentin, who trembled, her eyes wide with fear."You have two minutes to leave my sight," Nathaniel