Jason's POV　　"I don't understand.." I uttered, looking down at Kayla, who lay below me, my eyes drawn to the slender curves of her neck, mortified seeing that her once pristine skin now proudly bore a mate's mark- My mark! Catching the trauma on her face, I knew she was picking up on my regret and anger. 　　"Wait, she can only sense my feelings if..." I mused inwardly, looking down at where her fingers trailed the same spot on my neck; I winced, spotting a mark of my own, bruised and angry but nonetheless imprinted on my skin. 　　"Fuck." I seethed; instant guilt washed over me, seeing the pain sweep over my apparent mate's face.　　"Sorry, darling- I am just..."　　"Confused; yeah, you said that!" She snapped, pushing me onto my side and off her. Laying back on the wet grass, I looked up at the starry night, my head finally clear of the purple haze it had been ensnared in.　　"How? You don't have a wolf?" I puffed, ignoring her comment as the reality of the situation dawned on me. Kayl

　　Jason's POV　　"Archer?" I asked, feeling my wolf's unease; he, like me, was torn. "What are you thinking, buddy?" I nodded as I looked at Kayla, knowing that if we stalled much longer, she would see that we were struggling with this decision, which was not what I wanted for her. But this decision would affect the rest of my life and future pack. It had to be right! The mate bond was for life, or at least it was meant to be. Those who were rejected were never entirely whole again. I didn't want that for Kayla, and I definitely didn't want that for Archer. 　　With a heavy sigh, I felt Archer slump out of his pit, looking through my eyes at Kayla, drinking in her delicate form; I could feel his lust as her eyes filled with the gold of her wolf. 　　"I don't think we have a choice, you might not remember, but I do. Accept her!" He said finally, the sorrow in his voice was unmistakable. He hated the idea of losing Abigail, but the excitement that surged through him at the thought of seeing

　　Bernael's POV　　Staring into the angry eyes of my son, his words hanging in the air between us. He despised me, and that was fine! I didn't need him to love me or even to like me, but what I did need and demand was his fucking loyalty. Something I am realising is wavering at the first sight of Abigail's ginger gash! 　　Not only had he decided to go against our well-thought-out plans and throw a spanner in the bloody works by letting a pretty smile and innocent eyes sway him from the path I had set out for him. A path I had spent years educating and guiding him towards! Now he has allowed his feelings for this girl to cloud his judgement and potentially ruin everything!　　Topped off by the fact I could feel his wolf restlessly stirring inside him, it had taken more than one witch to keep that beast locked up for all these years, muting it and its hold over my son. Wolves were impulsive creatures that needed to be kept in check and ruled with an iron fist! Something I thought my son wa

　　Tommy's POV　　Kneeling beside the mangled body of a pack member I had known all my life, I carefully finished wrapping his body in the soft white muslin. Not all our pack members were exactly open coffin ready when they met their maker, and Ryan here was no exception! He had young pups who didn't need to remember their dad like this! 　　Folding the fabric around him, I sighed heavily as I lifted him respectfully in my arms and carried him over to where the others who had fallen in tonight's insane attack were lying, ready for the pack's traditional burning process. 　　"I always suspected you were eating my snacks from the packed fridge." I groaned under the strain of his dead weight. "And given the fact you way as much as an elephant, I think I was right, dude!" I taunted in my grief as I laid his body down on the pyre with the others, ensuring he was still covered for his loved ones. 　　Standing up, I said a silent prayer to the moon goodness, hoping she would take pity on those who

　　Jason's POV　　"Baby?" Kayla's voice prompted, her tone laced with an uneasiness that made Archer wine to go and comfort her fears. Something about how she said ''baby' always made me feel like the most important male in the world!　　"Because we are!" Archer grinned goofily. Ignoring him, I answered Kayla, not wanting her to fret, sensing the chaos that was our mood as it flicked between wanting to kill Tommy and fuck her! I was already picking up on her fears that Archer was seriously contemplating ripping one of her brother's limbs off!  　　"How about an ear? Not like he bloody uses them and listens to me anyway!" I countered playfully. "How is he not the size of a fucking bear with the amount of shit he eats!" I added, watching my best friend guzzle down his treats. 　　"An ear sounds good; we can say he lost it in a battle... It will make him look formidable and dangerous!" She laughed, feeling an overwhelming sense of passion pass through the mate bond. Archer howled at her needil