Eliana POV“Do you, Luca Eduardo Castello, take Eliana Marino as your mate, wife and Luna?” The ancient priest's voice quivered as he spoke in Italian, clinging to his cane as if it were his lifeline. “I do,” Luca's rich voice was only loud enough for the small group of people who had gathered to hear. The old man smiled a wrinkled grin as he nodded and winked at Luca, “you may now kiss the bride.” Luca grabbed me and dipped me low, startling me as I clutched his shoulders for support, his kiss claiming me in front of everyone. The story of our mating had quickly spread through the upper ranks of the pack, Nina and Giovani were probably the only ones who were not happy with the news though. Enzo and Valenti grinned broadly, Nico and his mate smiled and nodded at us when we walked past them to the main doors of the ballroom I hadn't even known had existed. Even the Doctor and a nurse had come up to the packhouse for our ceremony - bringing my brother who was weak but certainly more

Eliana POV“Nathan… fuck. I haven't even thought to message him,” I started, reaching for my phone which was quickly slapped from my hand.“You can't do that over the phone! That's just… heartless!” Cassie retorted. “You've got to tell him in person.” Call me a coward, but that literally sounded like the worst thing ever.“Do I have to?” I asked Yvonne, praying she would be on my side and give me a “get out of it” card.No such luck. “Yes, I'd think hearing over a text that the girl I've been dating for the last few months has gone and mated someone else over the winter break would just be… bollocks.” I raised an eyebrow at her description but didn't comment on her lovely Welsh-swearing vocabulary. “Well what do you suggest I do then? Wait for him to take me out on a date and halfway through whip out the mark and go, ‘oh, this happened while I was away!’ I'm sure that would be worse.”“So, make it a casual get together… like invite him over for pizza with all of us girls. It won't

Luca POVI hated England. Always have, always will. The weather which seems to constantly be raining, the fish and chips shops on every corner, and the women and their weird dress sense - I mean, who their right mind wears miniskirts so tiny passers by can see their butt cheeks when it's fucking snowing! But of all the things that I hated about England, what I hated the most, was their tiny houses which perched right next to each other. One sneeze and your entire neighbourhood shouts back “bless you.”Yes. I really, really hated England. Unfortunately for me, England is where Eliana needed to be because of her studies, so it looked like for the next six months, England is where I would be too. I hadn't managed to convince her to spend the night with me last night, but at least I got a goodnight kiss… and then a little bit extra. Having a mate was proving to be more beneficial than I had thought. At least I didn't have to have an excuse every time we fell asleep in the same bed - and

Eliana POVCassie leapt for the door, pulling it open with a gigantic smile on her face. “Marco!” she squealed and launched herself at him. So much for self restraint…Marco wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her off of the floor, kissing her as he stepped into the apartment. I won't lie… it felt like I was intruding and that I should make a quick exit. But no, I was meant to be meeting the guy so I purposefully made a noise, picking up the coffee mug which still needed to be washed and setting it down in the sink rather loudly. I'm not sure who broke the kiss (probably Marco), but my plan worked. “Ah, you must be Elle,” the rather devastatingly handsome man said to me, holding out his hand to shake mine. “I've heard so much about you from Cassie, all good things I promise.”I shook his hand, “I've heard good things about you too.” Cassie smiled and slipped her arm through his, “I knew you two would get along. Didn't I tell you, Marco?”He laughed, a naturally melodic s

Eliana POVTo say that a sense of dread filled my veins might be a bit of an understatement. I was flipping terrified. Sure, dog bites aren’t too uncommon in the world, but the longer I read the article, the more I became sure that this wasn’t just another dog bite. This was premeditated, the girl having been lured out to the area by an online dating hookup.“So, either there is a guy getting his dogs to attack and kill people, or there is a rogue on the loose,” Nathan said slowly.With the night officially ruined, we decided to call it a night.“Make sure you lock this door when we’re gone,” Nathan instructed both Cassie and I as he gave us a hug. “Don’t meet with any strangers and don’t answer the door unless you know who is on the other side.”Cassie huffed and crossed her arms. “Yes mom,” she drawled.Either way, once everyone had gone back to their respective apartments, I locked the door and double checked that it was indeed locked.“What do you think about it all?” Cassie asked