Sandro's Point Of View I dragged Beth back to the house, but something was strange about her, I couldn't pick her scent. “You let her go again, and you lose your lives.” I said to the guards as I dumped her in front of them. They nodded and took her to the room. I proceeded to my room, my head almost exploding with questions. “How on earth does she not have a scent anymore?”“Why would Alex be so careless to let her roam about? I guess he doesn't need her anymore.”I sat on the couch, my hand curled under my jaw as I had plenty of questions running through my mind. The door creaked open, and my eyes fell on it – it was Elena. She walked further into the room and sat beside me. “Is anything wrong? You don't look quite well.” She said with her voice clouded with worry as she turned to me. I turned to her, “Then you should know that all is not well.” I snapped, my eyes widened a bit. “You know, you don't have to be rude to me. I was only trying to care.”She shrugged. “I don't
Jameson's Point Of View. We drove into the Pack in my car. It was late at night and everywhere was quiet. I pulled the car to a halt, and we sat in the car for a second before I broke the silence. “Is there anywhere we can pass the night? We'll find her in the morning.”“Sure. My house is just a few blocks away, I'm sure my grandma would mind having you around.”I nodded my head, ignited the car and drove further according to her directions. We stopped in front of an old house, the lights were out and it felt awkwardly silent. We got out of the car, and she made to walk into the house. “Don't you think it's strange?” She turned back to me. “Or has your house been like this always? This quiet and dark?”She turned back to the house and stared for a few seconds and walked back to where I was, leaned on the car. “What do you think, Jameson? It really does feel strange. Mrs. Elise never sleeps with the light off.”“Then, let's go find out. You just have to be careful.” I turned to her
Alex's Point Of View.I had woken up early in the morning, before Sarah got up and drove to Sandro's hideout. I packed the car a few miles away from his hideout and walked to the front of his place.About six guards were guarding the front door.“I'm here to see Sandro.”“He's not up yet. I'm afraid you will have to wait a while for him, or you come back.” One of the guards responded, his eyes narrowed with a smirk.“He asked me to be here early, besides, this isn't my first time coming here. Why won't you let me in?”“Do as you were told, young man. You have to wait for him.” Another said.A deep sigh escaped my lips and I walked back to the car and sat in it for a while. My mind drifted off to Sarah; how she was holding up and how she would feel about all of this – me using my mate to ascend the throne.A knock on the window cut through my thoughts, it was one of the guards, and I winded down the window.“You can come in now.” He said and turned away like someone who was being contro
Lillian's Point Of View I walked into the room, took a cold bath and went back to the living room, but Alex was gone. “Such a fool.” I grumbled as I made my way into the kitchen. As I poured myself a glass of water, I prayed and hoped that Marcus and Isabella were okay and alive. Jules's Point Of View. It was the third day since Isabella left the house, and Marcus has been my faithful dog until he moaned her name while having sex with me last night. I heard a knock on the door, it would be Marcus – we're the only ones left in the house, but I refused to answer the knock. The door opened, and he leaned against the side of the door with his hands crossed against his chest. “Are you really going to be like this, Jules?” I was seated on the bed with the bedsheet covering my body while I tried to concentrate on reading a book. “What is it you want to talk about? You can just leave, I'm busy.”“You know you can't be cold to me, you'll always love me.”“Don't dare me, Marcus. Get ou
Alpha Sarah's Point Of ViewI got home with a heavy heart and slammed the door in Mrs. Sophie's face when she tried to talk to me. “You know you can always talk to me, Alpha Sarah. I'll be here whenever you need me.” She knocked on the door again and said. A deep grunt escaped my lips as Alex's words echoed in my head. “....... abominable Alpha.” It echoed severally and it hurts more. “I think it's time I give him some space.”A tear rolled down my cheek and I jumped into bed, cried myself to sleep. The next morning, I woke up to my phone beeping with tons of messages. I grunted softly with my eyes halfway opened as I stretched my hand to the bedside table for the phone. “Who is it this early morning?” I cussed underneath my breath as the bright light of the screen almost blinded my sleepy eyes. It was tons of messages, but one got my intense attention – one with my deepest secret. I sprang to a sitting position with my eyes widened, opened now to see the sender, an unknown sen
Alpha Sarah's Point Of ViewIt was late at night, but my eyes were widely opened with worries brooding over my heart. It had been almost a week since the lady sent me the pictures and messages, yet, no call from her.I sat on the bed with the bedsheets covering my leg and my head rested on my folded laps.“How did she find out about me? What does she want? What exactly would she gain making me miserable?”Different thoughts ran through my mind, all perplexed and unanswered.“Alex wouldn't talk to me either.” I thought aloud.I got out of bed and walked to the window side, stared out to the skies.“Can you please make my life a bit easier? This is getting too much for me to bear. I thought I had found peace here, why does it have to be now?”I turned back to the room and my eyes fell on the clock – it was 4:00am.“Maybe I should do this.”A stern look contoured my face.“This would just be the continuation of who I am......”I grabbed a back bag from my closet, grabbed a torch, a note,
Lillian's Point Of View.I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that Marcus and Isabella would abandon me like that, but I've learned to trust only myself. I heard a knock on the door and opened it, it was Megan.“Please, come in.”“I'm sorry, I couldn't come as soon as you called, babe.”She apologized as we walked into the living room and sat down.“It's fine. How was your trip?” I forced a smile.“You know you don't have to be like this around me.”My gaze fell on the floor, “What more can I do?”“Everything, but not conceal your feelings and pains.” She pulled me closer for a hug.“It's going to be fine, I'm sure they have a reason.”“Really?” I scoffed and pulled away from the hug with tears in my eyes.I got up and swiftly turned to her.“Everyone always has a reason to leave me, isn't it?”She swallowed hard and walked to where I was, took my hands in hers.“You can't conclude unless you hear the other side of the story. You shouldn't be too hard on yourself now.”“Yeah.
Isabella's Point Of View.It's been a week since I got back to Jules' house with Jameson and Beth, and things haven't been going well between Marcus and me. I still can't wrap my head around the fact that something is off between Jules and Marcus.Seated on a green, round couch outside the house and lot in thought, Jules's voice interrupted me.“Bored?”I looked up at her and glared, throwing my stare at the innocent flowers across the corner of the house. She sat beside me.“What is it you want, Jules?”“Haven't I made that clear enough?”My brows pinched, and I turned to her, our gazes locked, and a grin marred her face.“What do you mean? What are you talking about?”“You should know by now.” She rose and crossed her hands against her chest. “You would rather not mess around me, Isabella.”The rage and pain in my heart grew intense, and I could hardly stop my fist from finding its way to her face, so I got up and walked back into the house.“She sure knows how to get my attention.”