Alessia's POV"What did he say?" Patrick asked me eagerly. I would have never thought he would be wi concerned about anyone this much. But, I was more bothered about the fact that Collin just shunned me on not to act petty. What the hell? What boyfriend says that to his own girlfriend? "Alessia, say something." Allen urged. I rolled my eyes, "Collin says she is fine. And would be staying with him at his house." Patrick exhaled loudly, "oh, my! That feels so relieving to hear."He looked so tired, all morning he has been pacing around and mumbling to himself. Ashley and Tephanie had to retire home. But, Patrick chose to follow myself and Allen back to our house. Till I heard from Collin. Every of the other family members seem excited with Patrick's presence. I had almost forgotten all about our pretence deal. But, it was good for show. As it would keep them all off my back for the time being. "Thank you so much, Alessia. I would call Collin and ask for his address." Patrick said.

Author's POVAriel inhaled deeply as she stared out the window. It felt so quiet and lonely at the same time, calmly at peace. She couldn't remember the last time she had a good sleep. There is no way she would be able to thank Collin enough, for saving her. Her life had been brought to a halt that night she disagreed with Tom. What she didn't mention to Collin is the sexual abuse she endures in Tom's hands. He had gotten so accoustomed to ripping her clothes off her and had made it a point of duty to get down on her every night. But her wolf couldn't endure any of it anymore, fighting her way out. Ariel had run as far as her legs could carry her. Praying to the goddess that she doesn't get caught by the bloodthirsty wolf hunters. Tears lingered at the back of her eyes, Ariel inhaled again. Leaning against the window sill, she tried to keep the tears from falling. Ester stood by the doorway, with pity in her eyes. She couldn't imagine having a girl child and she gets to experience

Collin's POVThe vicious look in Tom's eyes when they landed on Ariel, I could almost smell the hatred from him. Whatever did we werewolves do to this humans? Even if our ancestors had acted wrong, we the new generation practically live like every other human. Why they find it so hard to accept us and who we are, would always amaze me. This is the more reason why it scares me to tell Alessia about my true identity, I might never recover from the rejection. At the same time, I know a day would come when I would need to be sincere about who I am.I just wish she would be as understanding as Ingrid is. My mind was drifting off again, I almost didn't see Tom being held to the ground by Uncle Gab. "What happened?" I asked anyone who was willing to answer. Annette rolled her eyes, "did you zone out again?" I scratched the back of my neck, "sorry." I mumbled more to myself than her. "He tried to attack, Ariel." She replied. I was just about to have a piece of his flesh, when he stared

Alessia's POVMum looked better today, it's been a while since I saw her look that agile. The wound she got from the last adventure had really gotten the best of her. We were all seated in the large dining hall having breakfast as a family. Grandpa Gregory's order. Whatever was going through that old man's mind; I have no idea. It has been a long time since we were all complete at the table. Moreover, Allen and I have our meals most of the time in the kitchen with Cara. Eating at the dining table, seem to be too much hassle. It just occured to me that I haven't spoken to grandpa Gregory, since our last encounter together. In actual truth, I don't feel any sorry for whatever I said. I said what I said, and he deserved to hear every word that came out of my mouth.The table was quiet as a grave, the only thing that comes as a sound was the not so loud clanks of cutleries hitting the plate. Almost like we were being forced to come eat. Allen in his silly self; had started nudging me by

Author's POV Patrick couldn't believe his eyes, he remembered uncle Gab had mentioned to him that Tom would be trialed for the offence he committed against Ariel. His heart thumped loudly as he forfeited what he intended to do in the kitchen. Heading back up the stairs, he smiled awkwardly at the help as she went back down. Crouching low, he hid himself next to the tall flower vase near the study. Luckily the door wasn't totally closed. Peeping through the door, Patrick affirmed the person he had seen was indeed Tom. "You acted so stupid. Why would you force yourself on her? This is why I don't hire Rugrats like you." Ryan spat, distaste evident in his voice as he rose up from the chair and poured himself another glass of drink. Tom was on his knees, "I am sorry, my Lord," he pleaded Thank you so much for looking out for me and getting me out of that horrible place. I thought I would die there. Just give me a week and I will get her back." Ryan stared at the man with irritatio