Olivier's Point of View It was dark now, and a bright full moon was peeking through the cloud cover. It didn't actually matter if it were cloudy or not, for it was a full moon regardless. The effects would be the same. If any human had been turned into a werewolf, a full moon would be the first night they would shift. After that, a werewolf could change at will, with practise, of course. Tonight would be Aláine's first shift. Unfortunately for her, it would be here with Viktor and not with her real mate. I don't care what Viktor says; Kristof is her mate, not him. "Aaaahhhhhh!!!!!!" It came from upstairs. Viktor came running out of his office, through the hallway, and upstairs towards Aláine's room. I knew that she had started her shift. It would be a while before she had completely shifted, but it would be painful. It always was the first time. Deep down, I felt worried for her. I had been from the moment we'd taken her. That worry had just cemented when I saw how Viktor was ar
Viktor's Point of ViewIt was dark now, and the full moon would be coming out soon. Then it would be time for Aláine to shift for the first time. While waiting for that, I sat in my office trying to work on the pack finances. To be honest, I was not particularly good at it, so I was not getting very far with it. I really need to turn an accountant, someone who would be very useful to the pack.I could hear the men shouting at the television, which meant they were in the lounge watching sports and probably drinking. I didn't begrudge their downtime, but we would need to consider maintaining defence and protocol at some stage. So much to arrange and do and not a lot of decent help."Aaaahhhhhh!!!!!!"Aláine was screaming. Her shifting had begun. I ran upstairs as quickly as possible, so I could be with her at this most precious time. It was also her most vulnerable time, and I intended to take advantage of her and make the most of the situation as possible.When I entered the room, Alái
Viktor's Point of View Aláine growled and moved around the bed toward me. She was wobbly on her legs. I was not surprised as she had never been a Lycan or wolf before, which was different from walking as a human. "You are not my mate!" she shrieked again. "Tonight, you die!" She continued walking toward me, still unsteadily, but there was no mistaking her intent. It was all going wrong. What had I done? It suddenly hit me. My wolf was right; I have made a grave error. Aláine was not a standard size or colour for a werewolf. She was a royal. How a human became royalty was beyond me. When she and Kristof mated, the mating process must have done something to her. Whatever it was, I doubted I could change who she was mated to. Now to top it off, Aláine was not merely angry; she was enraged. As unsteady on her legs as she was, she was still advancing toward me. I had no doubt that if she caught me, she would attempt to kill me. Aláine might be a brand new wolf with the coordination of
Aláine's Point of ViewFinally, after what seemed like hours, I shifted into my Lycan form. I had never been in that much pain before and hoped it would get easier on subsequent shifts. To make matters worse, I was stuck here with Viktor and his men.Viktor was responsible for taking me away from Kristof, and when I changed, my Lycan knew this. Both wolf and Lycan were angry as hell and wanted his blood. I wasn't going to argue with either of them. If they happened to kill Viktor, then I could deal with it.When I finally shifted into my Lycan, Viktor also shifted and proceeded to tell me, "Come to me, my love. Let us be mated forever."That was just the wrong thing to say to my wolfy pair. Their rage filtered through, and it added to mine. I was totally enraged now and showed him my sharp new teeth."You are not my mate!" I snarled at him.I started stalking him with intent."You are not my mate!" I roared at him again. "Tonight, you die!"Lurching forwards on my legs, I felt like a
Kristof's Point of ViewIt was a surprise when Olivier turned up and basically surrendered to us. I wasn't sure what to do with him, but I had him stay back in chains and under guard while we approached the house. The information he gave us helped us immensely. Thanks to him, we knew exactly how many men Viktor had and where they were. We also now knew the location of the bedroom where he kept Aláine. This would make it quicker to get to her. I could feel her pain, but I knew she hadn't shifted just yet. Nevertheless, it wouldn't be long. It also wouldn't be long until I was reunited with my love. I didn't feel whole without her.After shifting to Lycan form and fanning out around the house, we moved forward reasonably quickly. Before we had reached the doors, I could smell and sense her. She had just shifted. From what my Lycan could detect, she had transformed straight to Lycan form herself. That didn't happen that often unless a person was under duress or hardship. I guess Aláine
Kristof's Point of View Wrapping my arms around Aláine, I was relieved to have her back. In such a short amount of time, she had become my world's moon and stars. I never wanted to let her go. Ever. "Seeing you again is a sight for sore eyes," I said, nuzzling into her neck, smelling her unique scent. "I tried to escape him. I tried so hard, but he was too strong for me," she cried. "Aláine. It's okay, and well... he was too strong until you shifted," I reminded her. "Yes," she replied. Aláine's Lycan was spectacular. The only wolves with our colouring were members of the Royal Family. I didn't know why she would have the same colour. It's not because I was an Alpha or the Crown Prince. After all, my father was an Alpha and King. My mother had been human, just like Aláine, and she was not the same colouring. I made a mental note to ask Daphne about it. She was one of the witches aligned with my father. It was her directive that led me to the city to find Aláine, for which I was
Aláine's Point of ViewWhen Kristof told me that Olivier was still alive, I wanted to know why. Then he told me that Olivier had changed sides. That I wasn't happy about it at all was an understatement.Knowing that both Viktor and Olivier were alive elicited feelings of anxiety. The fact that Olivier was in our custody and had surrendered didn't help. Staying alive was the obvious motive, and thinking about it, it was definitely an action based on self-preservation. However, what if it were part of another plan to abduct me again?"What are you going to do with him?" I asked Kristof.The answer to this question was critical to whether I could feel safe or not in the pack. I wasn't sure what to do if I didn't feel safe."I have a few choices," Kristof replied. "Letting him go isn't an option, nor is killing him since he surrendered. I could imprison him, but again, that is a last resort. From what I gather, Viktor is the first pack he has been in, and I would like the chance to rehabi
Aláine's Point of View We arrived back at the packhouse just after midnight. There had been quite a few changes in the last two days. The first one was a security gate, still being constructed at the driveway's entrance. Two guards were standing by it, checking everyone as they came in. When we got to the top of the drive, some lighting had been installed alongside the house. It wasn't very bright, but due to my wolf senses, it didn't need to be. I could clearly see a guard walking around the outside of the house and some by the treelines. "There will be guards permanently at the gate and outside the packhouse from now on," explained Kristof. "I should have done this before." Kristof looked sad when he said the last part. I reached up and kissed him. "It wasn't your fault," I said. "Viktor would have found a way, and no doubt, more people would have been injured or even killed." "We'll never know," he replied, "but I am not taking any chances." What surprised me was when the gua