Helen POVRandy helped me sit up while Justin had his claws halfway out into Oscar’s throat. I cringed at my mates ruthlessness returning. He presses the rogue’s back into the table.“Beta, take my mate to the barracks and leave her there this time,” Justin snarled.I furrowed my brow, crawling toward him, but Randy stopped me.“Justin,” I pleaded, confused. “What is wrong? This isn’t my fault and—”“Go!” Justin roared. “I am not letting you skate by the fact you wandered away from my pack before. You will stay int hat cell until I say otherwise. I need time to figure out what to do about this new pixie problem.”“It’s not a problem,” Oscar panted. It’s an honor. They are honoring your mate. How could you sit here and separate them like this?”“She is mine!”I flinched but abided by his wishes. I walked with Randy back towards the barracks at the estate, leaving the lively bonfire and dinner. I stalked further away from my mate but could still feel his lapsing anger flow over me.Keep

Helen POVI looked stunning for the first time in forever!“Helen, get up, it’s time to—”The beta stopped in the mouth of the barracks, his eyes wide as could be. “Oh. Wow.”I smiled, turning to show off the pedal ripples of my dresses hem when I spun around. I giggled lightly, the little pixies doting over the sight of me.The fabric was nude, almost beige, and looks liked I had been dressed in crystals and webs of handmade lace.Russo came down into the barracks next and stopped, staring at the sight of me.“Damn, little wolf. You look beautiful!”I blushed. “Thank you, both. The pixies do have a few little tricks up their sleeves.”Randy nodded, his face falling. “Well, Justin said Oscar can join True Mates pack this weekend because he helped fight off the rogues. I don’t know how he will feel about the pixies though.”“Maybe you should leave them here for now just to make sure your mate is in a good mood,” Russo suggested. “We have to be at the arena soon before the other wolves

Helen POV I sat up, disoriented and confused, wiping the dirt off my cheek from where my head hit the arena. Blinking back spots, Justin’s Lycan stood over me, fighting back the rogue. When everything came back into view, I gasped, scared and too close to this fight. The wolves above were in a tizzy with this challenge and Randy ordered everyone out of the arena. When the stands cleared, the beta came over to the side of the railing, leaning down as far as he could to lend me his hand. I reached up, standing on the tips of my toes, but a searing hot whip laces my spine. I gasped in searing pain, the rogue pacing behind me with a calculating grin spread over his crooked lips. Lycan pulled himself off the ground from where he was assessing his wounded, bleeding arm. They collided again and Randy fell into he area, standing over me in sovereignty. Russo came next, and then Oscar jumped into the pit as well until the rogue was vastly outnumbered. I felt my bloody, sticky back peel o

Helen POVI knelt by his feet, watching as he crumbled into a chair by the fireplace. I hadn’t even thought to find a robe, or to slip into my dress from earlier as it reeked of William’s scent still.I leaned my clean, warm cheek against my Lycan mate’s knee and watched him turn over the envelope carefully. He didn’t want to open, that was obvious, but my curiosity was certainly pricked.“Are you going to read it?” I asked solemnly. “It could be important.”My mate looked over me, kneeling at his side, and I could see a hint of a grin threatening his lips. He watched over me in this favorable position, though there wasn’t much sexual tension between us sense he fought his Lycan from penetrating me in the arena after William kissed me.I was sure Justin would make his aura and scent over me known, but he withheld, and that was surprising. He must not have enjoyed hearing William call me a bed slave…I didn’t enjoy that at all.“Are you… Are you mad at me, Justin?”“For what?” he growl

Helen POVI could feel my heart rattling in my chest, seizing in pain over what was happening to me again. The first time it happened, it hurt so bad that I went to the bar to get drunk, but then I ended up finding Justin soon after.Hearing it now ached me more now than before.I shuffled off Justin’s lap, heaving to breathe, the rejection my first mate lead onto me so long ago was being played through speakers somewhere, but it was as though Scott was standing there, saying the words again verbatim.“Find the source and eradicate it,” Justin barked to his warriors.I doubled over on the ground, weak and shivering. The rejection in my mind was the best thing for me, and I was happy when I found Justin because he was such a better mate anyways. Before I betrayed him, he loved me more than anything in the world.But this was a different kind of pain.Hearing that rejection brought back the chills and heat and shock of being betrayed by my mate. The man I loved who married my sister, an