Stella POV The drive home seemed extra long for some reason. I wanted to change out of these scrubs and get a hot shower so badly. Trevor’s hand laid on my thigh, his other stretched out over the steerling wheel, his fingers tapping the dash to the beat of the music playing. Every few miles I noticed black SUVs parked on the side of the road. No doubt they were some of Trevors guards. If he wasn't on high alert before, he was now. Somebody had attempted to kill me, but I wasn't sure who it was yet. The news would spread quickly that I had survived and my Father would find out soon enough if he didn't already know. I knew it was him, or somebody for him. Trevor turned left into the driveway, but this time we were greeted by large metal gates and two guards. I looked over at him and rolled my eyes. "What?" He asked and rolled his window down to speak to one of them. If Trevor was anything, he was effecient. The guard nodded and the gates opened, Trevor hitting the accelerator, climbin

Trevor POVI had just poured myself a glass of vodka and soda while I waited in the kitchen for Stella to finish getting ready. I had forgotten that one of my new nightclubs was opening tonight. It was a pretty big event on our pack lands. I had changed a few rules to the people invited, like no cell phones. I wanted Stella by my side, but we had to keep her hush hush in case her father got wind of her still being alive. I had men working non-stop to try and figure out a way to get her brother and nephew out of South pack territory and somewhere safe. It was important to Stella. I would handle her father after that. I looked up from scrolling through my phone when I heard the clicking of high heels coming down the hallway. I stood up and saw her emerge, my jaw dropped. She was wearing a tall pair of heels that laced up to just below her knees. Her toe nails painted black. Her dress was all black with long sleeves, but see through mesh, and very short.. She had on a pair of black lac

Stella POVI hadn’t meant to actually injure a wolf today. But they looked threatened and that meant they could come after one of us first. Instinct told me to attack. I pushed my back legs hard into the ground, springing my body over Trevor’s and at the larger brown wolf who was closer. I caught him by surprise, biting my jaw down onto his shoulder blade and ripping it open, throwing him to the ground. The other wolf took off, leaving his brother alone with two strange wolves. Coward, I thought. The young wolf shifted once on the ground injured and I immediately recognized him. His name was Logan, and he was in fact young. Maybe 18 at the oldest. He didn’t know any better. Trevor shifted to speak to him, maybe try and get some information. We quickly found out that my Father was telling the entire South pack that I was dead. But at the hands of Trevor. The thought of Trevor laying a finger on me made me laugh. He would never. We asked where we may find Seth and took off in that d

Trevor POV A blood curdling scream emerged from across the border line. I wasn't positive, but I was fairly certain it was Jonas, Stellas nephew. The look on her face confirmed it. I knew Stella would want to run straight into the danger, so I grabbed her arm tight enough to get her attention. I was worried that this was a plan of attack. As soon as she crossed over into their land, somebody would go after her. Like her scum bag of a Father. In that moment for a quick second I was extremely grateful for the Father I had. I would have to make sure to mention that to him when I saw him next and we weren't fighting or dealing with drama. Stellas arm was wet from the rain. She whipped around to face me, and I could see the agony and pain in her eyes. "You can't just go in there without knowing.." She ripped her arm away from my hand, giving me a look that scared even me. She started towards the sound, but stopped suddenly when she noticed something. I looked up where she was looking and

Trevor POV The news had me head spinning. I worried that Stella was not happy about finding out she was pregnant. And pregnant with twins, none the less. She looked anxious and stressed out. Maybe it was everything all happening around us. I tried not to overthink it. I had asked if she wanted to get married and she snapped at me. I should have kept my mouth shut and planned something and really propose. I looked like an asshole! I was going to do that, I decided. I would get with Collin tomorrow and go buy a ring and plan something special for the two of us. Or was it the four of us? The others had come back from the group pack house and were making lots of noise in the kitchen. Stella wanted to just get it over with and tell them, so that was what we were going to do. We walked out to the living room. June, Kyle, Collin, Silas and Coraline were all there around the kitchen island, goofing off, tearing into a few boxes of pizza they must have picked up along the way home from the pa