I looked to my side and couldn't help but smile. Beau was sound asleep beside me and I didn't blame him. It's nearing midnight and we've been out since around 4 in the afternoon. It's been a long day so it was expected for him to be tired after it was over.Our first stop in our date was a carriage tour around the town and I've never seen Beau smiling as much as he did that moment and I couldn't help myself and snap a picture of him as he looked around with wide eyes and a big grin. He was the most enchanting sight throughout the ride. "This is beyond anything I ever seen" he had said as we continued our tour before finally coming to a stop in front of Promenade Samuel-De Champlain where we walked hand in hand through the park greeting passerby's as they took a stroll with their significant others. The sun was just starting to go down and the way the sun landed on the side of his face made him that much more stunning then before. It took my breath away. "What are you looking at?" He

"Derek Johnson" an all to familiar voice said from behind and I looked back to see the one person who knew me inside out aside from Carlos and Connie and my family. Sienna Smith stood in front of me in a beautiful white sundress and barefoot. She wore a flower crown on her golden locks making her look even more stunning then I remember her to be. Her ice blue eyes sparkled in the sun making them brighter than ever before."Sienna" I whispered as I felt a knot form in my throat as tears burned in my eyes and she gave me a small smile waking towards me before choosing my face in her small hands and wiping the lone tear away"Shh, Derek. I know you've been blaming yourself for my death because my idiotic brothers blamed you but I never blamed you for anything. You did what you could to keep me alive. You gave me the best years I could ever ask for. You made me the happiest girl in the world for those two years we were together and those moments I carry them with me forever." She said as

I woke up feeling a heavily weight on my chest and looked down to see a sleeping Beau and couldn't help but smile at his peaceful look. He looked like a small child at the way he scrunched his nose and his eyes twitched every once in a while. I never imagined meeting my mate when I moved to Canada and didn't think just how much they would mean to me until I met him on my first day of school a few weeks ago. So much has happened in that time span that I sometimes wonder if moving here was a good idea.I never imagined that my past would ever find me and try to hurt the people that I've come to care so deeply about specially Beau. David and Rocco and their hunger for revenge only led to blood shed and pain for their family and in the end their mates also paid the price for wanting to avenge their deaths. Had those two listened to the news with an open mind none of this would've had happened but in the end, their plan to tear me apart by hurting my mate was futile as they died at my hand

I woke up to the sound of screams and the scent of smoke. My eyes opened and I looked to my side to see Beau standing by the window with his fist clenched at his sides and I could feel his anger and fear wafting off of him like waves and quickly climbed out of bed and stood behind him "They're back" he said his back to me but his eyes focused on the woods where smoke was slowly drifting into the sky and I felt Drago pace in my head wanting out and find the bastards that had set fire to Beau's territory and shred them to pieces. "They won't hurt this pack again, I promise you, Beau"I murmured pulling him against me and he nodded before turning around in my arms and looking up at me with eyes filled with so many emotions that it pierced me to the bone and I lifted my hand and cupped his cheek before leaning down presos four foreheads together, "I won't let what happened five years ago happen again." "I know" he murmured closing his eyes as he held onto my sides "Now go do your alpha

"Hey" I whispered and Beau looked up at the sound of my voice and gave me a tired smile "Hey" He murmured back before looking back down at the youngest of the three young hunters, Parker, who was fast asleep much like his brothers around Beau on his bed. Beau had killed their father in revenge for Maribel's death. I had seen him marching to the holding cells but nothing else since I was preoccupied keeping the hunters hiding in the woods away from the pack. The scent of burning flesh and agonizing screams filled the other wise quiet woods. I could see Ryker and Preston fighting off the few hunters that had managed to get by without being burnt alive and kill them off one by one by ripping them to shreds. The field was covered in blood by the end of the useless fight. I could see Beau exiting the cells with a struggling male who begged my mate to let him go. That he'll never attack us if Beau would just let him go but Beau wasn't having it. Instead he pushed the man towards Maribel'