~Tyson’s Point of View~ I was sitting in the bleachers, in between Diego and Susie, ready for the show. I had a front row seat to watch these morons tear each other to shreds so I was feeling pretty good. Every couple of minutes I looked over at Livia, I still couldn’t believe she was mine. She was so perfect and beautiful. Axel purred with delight at the visual, remembering last night and how she felt.“Mr. Fowler, Mr. Holden … you may now morph if that is your wish, but that is the only magic allowed, you may be in either fay or human form,” Godfrey said, in all his glory as the center of attention. Even if he was hiding under a tent.Both suitors began grunting, shredding their shorts and taking on their change. I wasn’t thrilled at the prospect of having to fight one of them, but I’d fought demon

~Three days later~ ~Livia’s Point of View~ “So this is my office,” I said, more excited than was truly necessary.I walked in first with Tyson just behind me, holding onto my right hand. “And here’s where I spent most of my life,” I said, reaching forward and touching my desk. It was just as I’d left it, a tidy mess. Several stacks of paperwork, waiting for attention. I actually missed it. Of course I missed it, there was a very real chance I would have lost it all. Lost my identity.Suddenly big hands gripped my waist and whirled me around. I was lifted up and deposited on my desk as Tyson stepped between my legs, forcing them apart. H

~Meadow’s Point of View~ Christmas Eve on a private beach in Greece, sitting around a fire with some of my girlfriends … could life possibly get any better? We were staying here a couple of days, a lot of the Shadows were completely wasted and it was likely the parties would just continue. For once I wasn't stuck babysitting. “I totally dreamed I was going to meet my mate on New Year’s Eve and with all the males around here, who knows, it might happen,” Alice said, her eyes sparkling in the light of the fire. “I would die if I could take one of these Greek hotties home,” Brittani swooned. I plopped down in the sand, putting my hands in front of the fire. It wasn’t too cold outside, but it wasn’t summer certainly. Wolves were naturally warm anyhow but the fire felt nice with the slight breeze. Of course I dreamed every second of the day about meeting my mate but it wasn’t the only thing on my mind. I was trying to help get involved with the Shadows, which my parents encouraged. I’d

~Meadow’s Point of View~ Apparently coming to my brothers’ house was what Sunny meant by keeping me safe. I currently had two kids attached to my legs, and another one screaming somewhere, making me deaf. Christmas morning in the Black house is really not my preference. I mean, I want kids but other people’s kids … even my nieces and nephews are just too much. They’re painfully loud and think they have no rules. Of course they’re all spoiled to death, there were toys and wrapping paper littered everywhere. Some even on the porch. My parents had already come and gone so they weren’t here to help with the aftermath. Poor Lilly gave up and hid in the tent in the corner of the living room with her coffee. I was jealous but she deserved a break. It was mid-morning and now the kids were starting to feel the effects of missing a couple hours of sleep from waking before dawn. Wherefore art thou nap time? I was literally always stuck babysitting, but now that I was getting more involved

~Meadow’s Point of View~ I’d really never had to feel nervous about anything in my life. Three huge brothers to protect me, a loud as hell sister to butt her nose in. And most recently, a father who is a councilor. I might as well have bubble wrap around myself. But none of them could protect my heart, my sanity. I never imagined I’d need protection from my mate. From his WIVES. Ben teleported us into the front yard of my parents’ house. I immediately only picked up one heartbeat inside, only my mom. I sighed and took a deep breath. Okay, so maybe this won’t be so bad. Yet. When we got to the door Ben paused, looking nervous. “You’re not a vampire you don’t have to wait for permission do you,” I said, kind of showing my snotty self. My age. Oh well. “If I’d known we were coming to see Daisy I would have dressed better, oh wait,” he said, as a vase of daisies appeared in his hands making me jump. “Pretty cool huh,” he said, winking. I made a face, a bit unsure. But I shook