Alpha Mars’ POVThe car ride to the airport was a fucking joy. Benjamina was arguing with Gregory that we needed to go back to help Ciara. Theo was muttering to Antonia in Spanish about something strange he felt around Ciara. Hunter was trying to give the driver directions and Artemis was on the phone with the airport. All the while, Asher was howling in my head for his mate and Ciara.‘Will you all fucking just shut the fuck up already!’ I yelled through the mind-link which instantly shut everyone up except for Asher.‘Stop that fucking wailing… She rejected us… Get over it, mutt.’ I growled at my wolf. He continued to fight me for control the entire way; wanting to go back to the Crystal Lake Pack... to Ciara’s wolf, Ember. He kept crying she’s hurt. It took me several attempts to block him because he is a stronger wolf when he’s angry, and when he’s upset, he can be one stubborn fucker. Am I fucking raging pissed off? Hell Yeah. She rejected me for a little white lie. So, what! I u
Beta Leon’s POV“Dad, are you sure we should be doing this?” Noah whispered out loud as he followed me and James, the future Alpha, down the dark hallway towards Alpha Radar’s office. Our footsteps were swift and moved with purpose. It was around 12 am so the packhouse was as silent as death, giving us an opportunity to move about without being seen.For a week, I had spent my time punishing myself for my destructive behavior I caused my daughter. I pushed my wolf to run, but the pain I felt only increased as the guilt hardened around my soul. I lost all respect for myself as the Beta and as a leader of this pack. I didn’t protect one of the few people who truly needed protection: Ciara. All because I believed in the Alpha’s ridiculous ideas that our pack is only safe because of Ciara’s abilities. We were so selfish in thinking we owned her, but the truth is she needed to be loved, not controlled, not caged. Needed me to be her dad, not her Beta. Now Ciara was in a coma-like state, a
Third person POV “Beta Leon, have you found anything that could be of importance yet?” Alpha Radar spoke as he worked his way through the office bookshelf, each thump of a discarded book on the floor was another notch on Alpha Radar’s already stretched last nerve. The ripping sound of book pages mixed in with the clattering of office items falling to the wooden floor and rustling papers was a ticking time bomb. Soft curse words whispered throughout the room as his Beta rummaged through the large solid oak desk of the previous Alpha’s Office. "Nope, only bills, warrior stats, and a load of useless junk." He exclaimed, clearly disgusted. "You think there's something hidden in here?" He asked, questioning, as he yanked open another drawer and dumped its contents onto the desk.“Yes, I am certain.” Alpha Radar rubbed his tired eyes and then let out a sigh. He looked down at himself still covered in blood and dirt from the recent battle, but a shower or a bath will have to wait. He knew
Third Person POVAlpha Radar came back from his thoughts when he pulled the last book from the shelf with nothing to show for it. Anger bubbled up inside of him, turning his eyes black letting his wolf reach the surface. He grabbed the side of the bookshelf and pulled but the wood did not budge from the wall. It just slid to the side showing a small slit of a doorway. Radar’s eyes widened in shock as he pushed hard on the side of the bookshelf the rest of the way exposing a passageway leading down into the depths under the packhouse. Radar and Leon took a moment to gather their thoughts, before Beta Leon spoke. “I will call some warriors to go down there, Alpha, just in case it’s a trap.”“No… that won’t be necessary.” Said Alpha Radar, waving his Beta to follow him. “Let’s not involve anyone until we venture in ourselves.”With a nod, Beta Leon followed Alpha Radar down the narrow passageway; their wolves close to the surface of their minds ready in case of an unexpected attack. Onc
Ciara's POV 13 Years Later“Ciara!”The sound of my name crept up my spine like spider legs, jolting me awake from my midday slumber. Keeping my eyes closed, I pretended to be invisible as the sound of the leaves rustling in the summer June breeze continued to lull my mind into a calm stupor.“CIARA JOY!”If I can’t see her, then I don’t hear her. I thought to myself in a sing-song voice as I reclined cross-legged with my head resting back against the trunk of one of my favorite hiding spots in the woods. Nestled on the east edge of the border of our pack’s land is my favorite oak tree, with thick, wide branches stretching out in all directions high above the rest of the woods. My oak tree also has the most magnificent views of the mountains and surrounding woods which also border on two sides of the Crystal Lake waters.“Miss Ciara Joy Callaway, you better not be up some tree again, or so help me. Goddess. I will tell Alpha Radar and your father you are flapping about again!”Yep, th
Ciara's POV I decided to jog home to stretch out my stiff leg muscles from the morning training. I jog past several pack members and wave, but they don’t wave back. Being who I am, you would think people would know me. I am Beta Leon’s daughter... well... adopted daughter. I am on OK terms with most of the pack members, but most don’t pay much attention to me. However, I am lucky to be part of the warrior unit. Our unit is made up of mostly male werewolves and I am the only female in the top elite squad.My family house isn't too far from the main road that runs down to the center of our territory. We are about a twenty-minute drive from the Packhouse and hospital, which are in the center of the pack lands.I jog past several small businesses and the school which housed kindergarten through senior year. We are the first house on the corner of the pack’s residential area. Most of the pack prefer to have their own residences. Only the Alpha and his family lived in the Packhouse.As I w
Ciara's POV I opened the garage door to the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. “Goooood afternoon my big sexy daddy. Did you miss your baby girl?” I sing to my shiny dark blue custom-made Yamaha sports bike with all the latest accessories. I purr at it as I run my index finger down the center of the bike to the sleek black leather seat.‘CJ, there is something definitely wrong with you.’ my wolf, Ember, shakes her large furry reddish-brown head in disgust as she turns to lay down near the back of my mind. I laugh as I straddle onto my bike. I love it when Ember calls me by my nickname—CJ for Ciara Joy.I slid my full-face helmet over my head because safety first, then I put on my aviator sunglasses because awesomeness second. I popped the switch and let the engine roar to life between my thighs. The vibrations of the engine fill my entire body with joy. My thighs tighten around the leather seat bringing a giddy smile to my lips. I let out a soft moan, kick the kick-stand then hea
Ciara's POV I push open the door and slip in to find the two most powerful men in our pack standing behind the large wooden oak desk - Beta Leon and Alpha Radar.Alpha Radar gestures for me to take a seat on the leather couch as he takes his seat at his desk while my father, Beta Leon, stands off to the side behind the Alpha’s desk. I scanned the room realizing there are more people in this meeting than I thought would be here. Besides Alpha Radar and Beta Leon, Alpha Radar’s son and future Alpha of the pack, James and Noah, who is my brother and future beta, are present for the meeting. Even the Head Warrior and my trainer, Maximo is leaning on the far wall waiting. All eyes staring at me! A towering group of 6’ foot tall werewolves and suddenly, I’m feeling like a cooked lamb chop on a dinner plate. Waiting to be devoured.“Ciara,” Alpha Radar’s eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. “I see you had time for a… snack?” He paused momentarily before looking down at my shirt.I follow his ga