Jameson's Point Of View. We drove into the Pack in my car. It was late at night and everywhere was quiet. I pulled the car to a halt, and we sat in the car for a second before I broke the silence. “Is there anywhere we can pass the night? We'll find her in the morning.”“Sure. My house is just a few blocks away, I'm sure my grandma would mind having you around.”I nodded my head, ignited the car and drove further according to her directions. We stopped in front of an old house, the lights were out and it felt awkwardly silent. We got out of the car, and she made to walk into the house. “Don't you think it's strange?” She turned back to me. “Or has your house been like this always? This quiet and dark?”She turned back to the house and stared for a few seconds and walked back to where I was, leaned on the car. “What do you think, Jameson? It really does feel strange. Mrs. Elise never sleeps with the light off.”“Then, let's go find out. You just have to be careful.” I turned to her

Lillian's Point Of View I walked into the room, took a cold bath and went back to the living room, but Alex was gone. “Such a fool.” I grumbled as I made my way into the kitchen. As I poured myself a glass of water, I prayed and hoped that Marcus and Isabella were okay and alive. Jules's Point Of View. It was the third day since Isabella left the house, and Marcus has been my faithful dog until he moaned her name while having sex with me last night. I heard a knock on the door, it would be Marcus – we're the only ones left in the house, but I refused to answer the knock. The door opened, and he leaned against the side of the door with his hands crossed against his chest. “Are you really going to be like this, Jules?” I was seated on the bed with the bedsheet covering my body while I tried to concentrate on reading a book. “What is it you want to talk about? You can just leave, I'm busy.”“You know you can't be cold to me, you'll always love me.”“Don't dare me, Marcus. Get ou

Alpha Sarah's Point Of ViewIt was late at night, but my eyes were widely opened with worries brooding over my heart. It had been almost a week since the lady sent me the pictures and messages, yet, no call from her.I sat on the bed with the bedsheets covering my leg and my head rested on my folded laps.“How did she find out about me? What does she want? What exactly would she gain making me miserable?”Different thoughts ran through my mind, all perplexed and unanswered.“Alex wouldn't talk to me either.” I thought aloud.I got out of bed and walked to the window side, stared out to the skies.“Can you please make my life a bit easier? This is getting too much for me to bear. I thought I had found peace here, why does it have to be now?”I turned back to the room and my eyes fell on the clock – it was 4:00am.“Maybe I should do this.”A stern look contoured my face.“This would just be the continuation of who I am......”I grabbed a back bag from my closet, grabbed a torch, a note,

Isabella's Point Of View.It's been a week since I got back to Jules' house with Jameson and Beth, and things haven't been going well between Marcus and me. I still can't wrap my head around the fact that something is off between Jules and Marcus.Seated on a green, round couch outside the house and lot in thought, Jules's voice interrupted me.“Bored?”I looked up at her and glared, throwing my stare at the innocent flowers across the corner of the house. She sat beside me.“What is it you want, Jules?”“Haven't I made that clear enough?”My brows pinched, and I turned to her, our gazes locked, and a grin marred her face.“What do you mean? What are you talking about?”“You should know by now.” She rose and crossed her hands against her chest. “You would rather not mess around me, Isabella.”The rage and pain in my heart grew intense, and I could hardly stop my fist from finding its way to her face, so I got up and walked back into the house.“She sure knows how to get my attention.”

Lillian's Point Of View.Megan and I sat in the living room, watching our favorite program. As my eyes fell on her, I reminisced the times we spent together when I was still normal, or so I thought.All my life, I had thought I was human and would get to live a normal life; graduate from college, get married, have kids and live a full life, but all that got ruined on my eighteenth birthday when I found out I was adopted and wasn't close to whom I thought I was.“Are you okay?” Megan's voice cut through my subconscious mind, I jolted out of my thoughts.“Yes, I'm good. Just thinking of the days when I don't have to live like this...... Have to shift into a wolf, live in Packs and all of this.”She pulled me into a side hug, my head hung on her shoulder.“I can't live like this, I've always wanted to live a normal life like everyone else.”“But this is who you are, and you can't change that. Besides, you're not like everyone else.”I looked into her eyes, a tiny bit of hope shimmer in h