Michael’s Point of ViewUsually, when I wake up, I need to check the time. Opening my eyes I pick up my phone. Looking at the time, it was just past ten. Shit! I jump out of bed and rush to the shower. Turning on the hot water, waiting for the steam to form. Climbing in, feeling the hot water flow over me. Wetting my hair, I grab the shampoo bottle and squirt a small amount into my hand. Massaging my scalp. Taking my scrunchy and quickly scrubbing every inch of my body.Rinsing off. I turn off the water and grab a towel. Wrapping it around my hips. After my shower, I quickly get dressed and make my way downstairs. Austin was sitting on the couch, drinking his whiskey. Rolling my eyes.“Really? It’s ten thirty and you’re already drinking.” Austin shrugs. Ignoring my comment. “Anyway, have you checked on Leo this morning,” I say in a rush. Grabbing a cup and pouring myself coffee from our auto coffee maker.“Yes, calm down.” Austin looks at me. Confused. “Shit man, it looks like you saw

Austin’s Point of View“Okay, so tomorrow is the day we fuck up, Zack,” I growl. Making my way towards the bar, taking a seat behind the counter. Then grab a bottle of whiskey. “Alexander, make not that we need to get more whiskey.“Noted. I will get some. That’s if we come back alive.” Alexander says, walking towards me. Grabbing a seat on the other side of the bar.“Austin, you haven’t elaborated on your plan,” Michael says. Staring at me with his arms folded. Tapping his foot on the wooden floor. “And Austin have you thought about how they got through the gates to be able to kidnap dad. The other thing is, do we even know how many of our pack we have left?” Making his way towards me finding a seat across from me.“Well, my dear wonderful brother. It’s plain and simple. We go to Brentwood. Gather our pack the amount that we have left. Having no idea how many survived. The only person that was able to give through that type of information was dad. The other wolves are trained to keep

Crissy’s Point of ViewI open my eyes slightly. My eyelids are heavy. I sit upright to wake up, my eyes closed. Giving out a yawn. Then stretching my arms above my head. My mouth dry, still struggling to keep my eyes open.“Fuck, that was one intense dream,” I say while rubbing my head.“That wasn’t a dream, love.” A voice came from beside me. I froze, and my eyes instantly opened. Wide awake. I slowly turn to my right and see Michael next to me.“So, we…” I stop mid-sentence. Keeping my eyes fixed on him.“We did.” Another voice came from the other side. Austin.“Oh, shit!” I flung out of bed in a hurry. “All of us slept together?” My anxiety starts to kick in. I grab my pills from my top drawer. Grabbing a glass water that was on the side of my bed and drinking them. “I need to take a shower. If you guy have somewhere to be you can show yourself out.” While those words left my mouth, I rush into the bathroom. Slamming the door. Turning on the shower for the water to heat up.Staring

Crissy's Point of ViewI woke up, and my head is pounding. I reach to feel my head, and I feel a small open wound. I look at my hand. It is covered in blood. I let out a tiny scream. I stare at my hand for what felt like hours. My head must have hit the cage when they threw me in. I sat upright, leaning against the cage, trying to puzzle everything together about what had happened. I close my eyes and lean against the cage, trying to gain my strength, pacing my breath, trying not to pass out again. The thoughts in my head are overwhelming.I knew nothing good could have come from getting to know Austin and his brothers. Why did I ever agree to sleep with them? Why did I ever allow them to come into my life? They only cause drama. Well, I should have known it would happen. Because every single romance novel that has something to do with werewolves, vampires, or any mystical creature never ends well. The girl that is permanently stuck in the middle is always the one to get her heart bro

Austin’s Point of ViewBefore saying anything, I gathered the courage to speak. The silence is broken, I listen to the loud commotion. I can only assume the conversations that are taking place. It's about how we left them and weren’t here to protect them. I can hear their disappointment. I took a big breath and step closer to the edge of the balcony for the entire pack to see me. When the pack looks up, they saw me and my brother standing there. All of a sudden, it was silent again. Not even the pups make a little sound. We stand there, not knowing what to say.My heart is racing. The feeling as if it wants to climb out of my chest. Opening my mouth, trying to form the words. Hesitantly, I begin to speak.“Evening.” I speak with a shivering tone. “It is us, your Alpha, and your betas. We apologize that we weren't here to protect your pups or to save your husbands. It is with deep sorrow that I asked for your forgiveness.” I hesitated on what to say next, then Michael steps in“Our fel