Stella POV Trevor filled me in on the elevator ride up with Jasper and what he had said. We let June and Jasper have a few minutes of privacy as we rode down to the hotel lobby. There were a lot of moving pieces that we didn't know how they would all fit in together just yet. The thought of June moving back to South pack lands had me on edge. She wouldn't want to stay with us any longer, now that she had found her mate. And if they were going public with it tonight, she would have to move in with him pretty quickly. "You look stunning." Trevor twirled the large ring on my finger, running his other hand up the inside of my arm. I leaned into him, resting my head on his shoulder. "Thank you" I whispered. The doors opened and we stepped out to flashes and news crews. It caught me off guard a little. Last year, no press was allowed in. This year obviously was different. Trevor grabbed ahold of my hand tightly and led me through the sea of white flashes. We made our way down the red car

Stella pov“Let’s go! Get her in here!” I rushed my large wolf form through the elevator door straight into our suite doors where Collin was standing. He had a doctor ready in the living room. I gently let June down off of my tall back and shifted back quickly. I didn’t care who saw me naked. “What the fuck is going on! Where is Alpha?” Collin spat out as he tossed a blanket at me. I wrapped it around my shoulders and watched intently as the doctor and nurse cleaned out Junes wound quickly. I shrugged.“It went south so fast. He made me leave.” I whispered. Collin noticed the anxiety cross my face as I recalled having to leave him down there. June cried out in pain as they worked. Collin paced back and forth in front of the glass patio doors, his gaze darting between myself and June. “He’ll be fine.” He blurted out, staring at me. I couldn’t respond though. I stood frozen in the blanket, unable to move or speak. “I should go down there..” My eyes slowly moved up to make eye contact

Stella POV I knew that my statement had caught Trevor off guard. It was the last thing that I wanted to do, that any of my siblings would want. My Mother was a good woman, a good wolf. She was always caring and understanding with all of us growing up. She was patient when most would have lost their cool. She had risked her life to warn me of my Fathers attack when I was pregnant, before I even knew I was pregnant. In the long run, she would always try and protect her pups, regardless of how old we all were. She had lost two already, and almost a third. Her loss was unmeasurable. I sat wrapped up in a blanket on a chair in the corner of the room, watching a lit candle flicker against the turned off TV. Trevor was fast asleep, legs spread covering most of the king sized bed. My mind was racing, wondering if my Mother was possibly thinking the same thing that I was. Did she know that she had to be sacraficed in order to defeat my Father? Was she still blindly following him even though