JASMINE On Monday, I arrived at training after going to temple service that morning. We were on a new rotation, and I’d be part of a different group with a new instructor. I was surprised to see that Lucy was joining our sparring session that morning. All pack members had to spar for two hours every other week, and they signed up anywhere there was space. Lucy had clearly chosen this one. She instantly spotted me and came over to say, “I love when I can get into a session with Charlie Kemp. All you have to do is flirt with him a little, and he’s like putty in your hands.” At the mention of his name, dread filled the pit of my stomach. I knew that Blake’s former friend, who had accosted me almost a year ago, was a warrior, but I didn’t know he was also a trainer. I hadn’t bothered to check which trainer I’d be working with when I got Luke’s email with the new schedules. It wasn’t like I could have changed who it was anyway. I mean, realistically, I probably could just ask Blake to sw
ALEXANDER It was early on a Monday morning when I heard my phone vibrate on the bedside table next to me. I ignored it at first, and ignored it again, assuming whoever it was would just reach out to my beta next. But then it kept vibrating, so I knew it had to be important. I carefully crawled out from the arms of my mate, letting her sleep, already missing her touch as soon as my body was apart from hers. I snuck into the hallway to take the call, descending the stairs. “Yes,” I said, as soon as my feet hit the first few steps. “Alex, you have to come home,” my sister said frantically. “Mom tried to kill herself.” I thought my heart had stopped. While my father’s death was upsetting, my mother’s death would be devastating. “Fuck,” I said, not knowing what else to say. “I’ll jump in my car right now. I’m just over four hours away.” I quickly ran into my room and threw my bag together. Before I left, I tore a piece of paper from my sketch pad, and wrote a quick note to my mate so s
ALEXANDER “What the fuck did you do to my mate?” I bellowed at Sara, anger overtaking me. I could feel that fur was sprouting up my arms and legs, my canines growing, my claws extending. “Your WHAT?” she shouted back at me. “You fucking bitch!” I yelled at her, using the claws in my half-shifted form to swipe across her face with so much impact she fell over onto the floor. My claws retracted as I gained more control over my shifting. She tried to get up and I balled my hand into a fist, ready to beat her to death for what she had done. “What the hell is wrong with you! That rogue killed our father!” she spit at me. “And I fucking told you not to touch her!” “She’s still alive and in one piece!” She rolled her eyes. “And if you don’t fucking finish my job, I will, because that rogue bitch deserves to die. Even if you don’t give a shit about Dad, you should at least care about Mom and what his death has done to her!” “Get. The. Fuck. Out. Of. Here.” I gritted my teeth as I comman
TALIA I was numb. My visible injuries were fully healed by now, but the invisible wounds within me still had blood pouring from them. After I scrubbed my skin of all the dried blood and filth from that jail cell, I wrapped myself in the very soft T-shirt and cotton gym shorts Alex left me, relieved that they were freshly washed so his scent was not so strong on them. I didn’t want to smell his scent. I wanted to forget I’d ever met him and that I had a mate. His family had caused nothing but pain and suffering for me, and I wanted out. Too weak to leave, I crawled into the bed in the room where he left me, snuggling under the comforter and drifting into sleep. I was exhausted. I’d barely slept while running here, and I definitely didn’t sleep in that horrible place where Alex’s pack had put me. It was a restless sleep. I could feel myself tossing and turning until I awoke to a soothing feeling on my head, and that enchanting, exasperating scent filling my nostrils. My eyes shot open
TALIA When I woke, I felt fully healed and well rested, but he was gone. The sun was high in the sky, indicating it was either late morning or possibly even afternoon. I shifted back into my human form, grabbed some clothes out of my suitcase, dressing myself in a long sleeve T-shirt and sweatpants, and exited my room. I descended the stairs to find Hugo sitting on the living room couch. Hugo smiled and got up as I entered the room. “What are you doing here?” I asked, going over to hug him, relieved he was out of jail. “Alpha Alexander hired me to work for him,” he replied, holding me tight against his body. “Doing what?” I asked, already putting two and two together. “He told me what happened this morning, and I heard what happened in the cells,” Hugo said into my ear. “I’m so glad you’re okay. He wants someone here to keep an eye on you when he can’t do it himself. He offered to pay me more than what Madam Coco was paying me.” I pulled away from him. “He hired me a babysitter?”
JASMINE After a horrible week of training, I was so happy to finally have a day off. Because it was the first weekend day off since my birthday, my mom planned for us to look at wedding gowns that day. Blake had his office manager and an event planner taking care of most of the wedding details, due to the importance and size of the event, so I only had a few things I had to do to prepare. Of course, I would have preferred something small, similar to the wedding I had grudgingly attended for Luke and Lucy earlier in the year, but it was out of my hands. Because Luke and Lucy’s mate bond and marriage were considered shameful, they had opted for a small affair, getting married in the local human town hall. On a cold Valentine’s Day afternoon, the two of them spoke their vows, Lucy’s huge belly squeezed into a wedding gown a month before she gave birth. Afterward, the small group of us (which wasn’t actually that small considering the size of both Lucy’s and Luke’s families) went to a re
JASMINE “Pull over!” I screamed. “What?” My mom gasped, signaling to turn onto the side of the road. Fur was beginning to sprout up my arms and legs. As soon as my mom’s car touched the side of the road, before she even stopped, I threw the door open and ran into the woods at the side of the road, trying to take deep breaths to hold off the inevitable. As soon as I was out of the view of the road, I threw off my clothes and shifted into my wolf. Thank Goddess I made it. I hadn’t brought a change of clothes. Would my panic attacks ever stop for good? How could anyone expect me to be a luna when I couldn’t even be normal? I lay down on the ground, letting out a deep breath, and waited for the feeling to fully pass so I could shift back. “Jasmine!” I heard Tyler’s voice. He ran over and squatted down in front of me. “Are you okay, Jasmine? What happened?” “Panic attack,” I mindlinked him. “But, why? We were having a nice conversation. Your mom was opening up to us.” “Because I don’
TALIA Things were awkward. Very awkward. Alex kept trying to make an effort at conversation with me, ask me on dates, eat meals with me, and I kept having to reject his advances. When he’d leave to do whatever he did all day, relief would flood my body. There were times that I’d lose control of my thoughts and think back longingly on the five perfect days we’d spent together, softening me to the idea of him. But I’d instantly shove them from my mind when I caught myself slipping. There were many things I forced myself not to think about. It was the only way I could continue to function like a normal person. Things like catching my mom doped up on painkillers and later finding out she’d spent all of her money again. Or being twelve years old and sprouting breasts, suddenly being touched and noticed by different men who worked at the brothel, feeling powerless and defenseless. I’d still sometimes have nightmares about Old Man Joe, who used to fondle my breasts every day. He was one of