LORRAINE'S POVThe man pointed at me, implying that I was the one who did it. Implying is an understatement. The man was practically accusing me at this point. I stared at him in shock. I couldn't believe it. Was this a joke? I had never stolen a thing in my entire life. His words weren't true at all. I served him yesterday like any other regular customer but that was it. After I gave him his food, I left him and went to the next customer. I didn't take anything from him. He stared at me with annoyance in his eyes. Everyone here knew who this man was. He was a regular customer. He ate at our restaurant almost every day since I started working here. What made him think I stole his money? "You!" he sneered at me "You stole from me!" I was dumbfounded, to say the least. My mind couldn't even understand what was happening. How could he accuse me of stealing? He must be mistaken. "I think there's a misunderstanding, sir" I managed to say. He walked closer to me "A misunderstanding? A
LORRAINE'S POVThe night was filled with so many fun moments. We played drinking games at the bar. I didn't take too many shots before I started to get Tipsy. When we were done playing games, we rushed to the dance floor to dance. I was too drunk to care about my moves. Jollie and I danced wherever the music carried us. I swayed my body to the beat, laughing almost every minute. I spun around, not caring who was behind or around me.After what felt like hours in the bar, we decided it was time to go home. The music still echoed in my ears as I stumbled out of the bar. Jollie had to link our arms together to stop me from falling. We both wobbled on our heels, giggling like teenagers. "Lorraine, you were amazing on the dance floor tonight!" Jollie slurred. I could tell she was drunk too. I laughed "You weren't so bad yourself. We really tore up that dance floor!"The rest of our colleagues trailed behind us. Everyone was in high spirits. We were all either Tipsy or really drunk. There
ALPHA KYLIAN'S POVAs soon as I heard Yaz say that, I rushed to the palace library. That was the place I last saw her not too long ago. I guessed that was the place she tried to commit suicide. As I walked there, so many questions filled my mind. Why did she do this? What was wrong with her? Was it because of the virus? I didn't understand what was going on. The little girl was strange. She refused to talk to anyone so it was impossible for anybody to know what was going on in her head..When I got to the library, I caught sight of a small crowd. Some of the guards had gathered round to see what was happening. I saw a nurse place Isabella on a stretcher. Her eyes were closed and she was bleeding in her stomach area. They quickly administered some first aid actions before carrying her out of the library. I looked at her in disbelief. Yaz walked over to me. "Kylian," he said "It's bad. She stabbed herself.""Who found her?" "One of the guards. He heard her scream. When he came in, h
ALPHA KYLIAN'S POVWhen the coffin was brought up, we searched for any clues of Emma. Even though it was empty, I was certain that we would see something that could lead us to her. Inside, I saw a tooth - just one piece. I looked at it. It looked old. It didn't look like it belonged to the young girl in that picture. Emma seemed too young to have this kind of tooth. This tooth looked weathered and decayed... Like it belonged to an old werewolf. Could this have belonged to her? Or was this for someone else? The more we dived into this case, the more confusing it became. Everything about this situation was confusing - the virus, Isabella's nature, the fact that Emma might not really be dead. It was all overwhelming and my head was starting to spin. I never once envisaged that the virus that threatened to destroy my pack would somehow be linked to the fake murder of a little girl. How was that even possible? Why did Emma fake her death? Had someone kidnapped her? I had so many question
ALPHA KYLIAN'S POVI looked at the mansion in surprise. The drawing of the tooth matched the tooth we found perfectly. What could this mean? "That's weird" Yaz muttered. "Tell me about it" I looked at the tooth in my hand and back at the drawing on the mansion, just to make sure I was seeing the right thing. They looked like a perfect match. The mansion was obviously a sign. We had to go inside. Maybe we could find someone who could help us inside. "Let's move" I said. "What if they attack us?" Wes questioned. "Then we fight""Are you crazy?" Yaz shrieked "Do you want to start a war with the rogues?" "We'll find a way to settle amicably. We'll tell them that we're not here for war. They might listen to us" "Since when have the rogues ever listened?" "Are you coming with me or not? We don't have time to stay out here arguing. Let's go. That's an order" We walked towards the mansion. The mansion was huge, surrounded by tall gates. Surprisingly, the gates were opened so we walk
ALPHA KYLIAN'S POVEmma and I looked at each other intensely. Her chest heaved up and down as she breathed heavily. She looked like she was ready to kill us. I had to be diplomatic about this"Emma, listen to me," I said calmly "We didn't come here to fight or to harm your wolves. We came here because of Isabella."At the mention of her sister's name, Emma's expression shifted, if only slightly but her face became hard again. She quickly masked her emotion with a hard glare. "Isabella?" she spat "Why would you bring her into this? You're annoying me even more""You have no idea what's going on. She needs you," I said "She wants to see you. She—" But before I could finish, Emma cut me off with a harsh laugh. "You expect me to believe that? After all this time, you think you can just waltz in here and mention my sister to manipulate me?""That's not it," I insisted, taking another step forward. The wolves around her growled, but Emma held up a hand, and they subsided. "Isabella attem
LORRAINE'S POVSlowly, I opened my eyes. My head was pounding badly. I had to hold my head to soothe the ache. My tongue felt like sandpaper, and the taste of liquor still clung to my mouth. I squinted against the harsh morning light that filtered through the window. Memories of last night came rushing in. I remembered how wasted we got at the bar last night. That's probably the reason I have a hangover. It's been a while since I had one. I turned my head and I instantly became aware of a presence beside me. It was Neil. He slept soundly beside me. His chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm. His dark hair was tousled. The sight of him here, in my bed, made me scared. What had I done? My stomach churned. Did we have sex? “Neil,” I nudged him gently. “Neil, wake up.”He stirred in his sleep. Slowly, he opened his eyes.He rubbed his eyes “Lorraine? What’s wrong?”I swallowed hard “Did we… did we sleep together?”He sat up “No, Lorraine. We didn’t. You had too much to drink last night,
LORRAINE'S POVAs soon as my shift was over, I took off my apron and went towards my sons. They were seated on one of the tables, entertaining themselves with their drawings."Hey guys" I said "It's time to go home"I said goodbye to my colleagues before leaving with Alex and Aiden. On my way home, my phone buzzed. I checked it and saw that the message was from Neil.Neil: Hi beautiful. Are you done with work yet?I smiled as I sent him a reply.Me: Yes. I'm on my way home.Neil: Okay. I'll see you soon.I grinned as we walked further. On the way home, Alex and Aiden told me all about what happened in school that day. The conversation lasted till we got to our front door. I unlocked the door and we entered inside."TV for only an hour, okay?" I said "Then you'll do your homework""Okay mummy" they chorused.It didn't take long before I heard a knock on the door. I had a feeling it was Neil. I opened it and found out I was right. Neil stood outside with a smile on his face. He handed