Dante's POV After Rashaad and Akira arrived for their afternoon shifts, we talked briefly about what happened with the rogues. Dad and a few of the elders volunteered to run patrol tonight so we could all have the night off, but they still needed to be on high alert tonight for more danger. We concluded that the rogues we faced today were sent to test our abilities before King Jett finally attacked. I had a feeling we were no longer having to initiate the start of the war; he was going to bring it to us. Tonight, we planned to "talk" with the surviving rogue that was captured and hopefully get some more answers. Kamala left after her and Jalen talked, so Jasmine and Luis were finally heading back. I missed my twin more than I cared to admit. She was a pain in the ass, but I wouldn't know what to do without her. These last few weeks had been hard knowing she was so far away from me and the pack, but I knew after the rogues were defeated, West Virginia would be her

Angel’s POV We found Mya and Peach on sitting at the same booth as the last time we were here. "Hey guys, long time no see!" Jasmine exclaimed as she scooched next to Peach. Mya smiled at me and moved over so I could sit beside her. Ever since her fight with Dante, Jasmine had been acting weird. At first, I tried to brush it off as nothing, but she kept giving me these "help me" eyes like she wanted to tell me something but couldn't. I wondered if it was about her mate; he did seem worried when they were mind linking. "Jaz, how are things with Luis?" I asked curiously. Her eyes lit up. "Oh perfect! I know he acts all stuck up around Jalen, but he really is a great guy. I was literally treated like a queen in WV, and the sex is so amazing!" I studied her face for a long moment, searching for any signs of denial, but there were none. What else could she be hiding? "Guys, I've recently found my mate as well," Mya chimed in. We all gasped. "When? Who?" Jasmine

Angel’s POVI watched as the rogue grinned up at Dante. "Ahh, so the plan has succeeded. The Elders are dead." He grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up until his feet were dangling off the ground. "Why didn't he capture my father like the rest of the Alphas?" Dante asked between clench teeth. His face was frightening, but the rogue seemed unphased. He only scoffed. "He was useless. King Jett only wanted him dead to get under your skin," he said, followed by a dark chuckle. "Looks like it worked. Your poor daddy. He died knowing his son is a weak, sorry piece of shit-" Dante punched him so hard, he dropped to the floor. A devilish smirk appeared as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Don't worry, King Jett will recreate this world in his image. All werewolves will be stronger. We'll no longer need you pathetic Alphas to rule us," he spat. Dante climbed on top of him and punched him over and over again until his face was a bloody mess. "Is anybody e

Dante’s POVI sensed Cassidy’s presence behind me. "Alpha Jalen, Alpha Dante." I didn't turn around. "Can I speak to you alone?" she asked quietly. "Look Charity, I prefer that his mate doesn't kill me, so that's going to be a no-" "It's okay, Jalen," I assure him. He stood with his hands up defensively. "If Angel finds out, just tell her I had nothing to do with this shit." He walks towards the bathroom. "Fuck, who am I kidding, she's going to kill us both," I heard him mumble underneath his breath. I turned to Cassidy. "What do you want?" I asked harshly, narrowing my eyes. "I hope you're not here to disrespect my mate again." She frowned, emotions unspooling in her green eyes. "I'm not. I just never got the chance to give my condolences for the loss of your father." "Oh, uh thanks." I play with the shot glass in my hand, swirling the liquid around. She was quiet for a long moment before she spoke again. "You know, At first, I was really pissed to hea

Angel’s POVAfter breakfast was finished, the pack members including all our guests gathered for my ceremony. I was in shock by the beautiful sight in front of me. There were at least 500 plastic, white chairs lined up in rows with bundles of lavender tied to the backs of each one. An aisle runner led to the altar, purple rose petals sprinkled along the sides of it. The arch was made of lavender, lupines, and lilacs. Everyone stood from their seats and faced us as Dante grabbed my arm and walked me down the aisle. My legs turned to jelly, but thankfully I had him to hold on to. "Why are you nervous, princess? You were born for this," he whispered in my ear. Yes Angel, we were born for this! We are a red wolf, stronger than any Alpha alive could ever dream to be, Kira chimed in. They were both right. Besides, this was a cakewalk compared to the shit we had to do tonight. I took a deep breath, held my head up high, and strode the rest of the way to where Joyce was w