Josie POV My name is Josephine and I have a secret. I am not willing to share it though with anybody in my life. They would consider me insane for it, and I could be risking my future for this. Since I turned 18, 3 years ago to be precise, I began having weird dreams, of a male shadow, both creepy and intriguing at the same time. First, I thought it was a coincidence to see the same shadowy presence the first 3 nights. But then... it became regular. So regular that I'm not even considering it to be such a big deal anymore. It didn't do anything in particular… it was just there… sometimes moving left-right but that was it. I became so used to it that I usually forget about having this happening to me. Who knows... maybe it's normal this way, maybe my wolf has an entertainment program for me in night-time, although she denied having a hand/paw in this. It doesn't bother me anymore... Oh well, for now I have other things to take care of. 3 days left until my 21st birthday. 3 days lef

Josie POV “How much time do I have left after my birthday...?” I ask her balling my fists, my anger rolling off me now in silent waves. She looks me in the eyes with a mix of love and guilt. “I don’t know exactly, depends on how strong are your inherited wolf genes... Flame is a powerful wolf. I think she will be able to support you...” her words were strained and she couldn’t speak freely, tears threating to spill from her concerned eyes. “How long mother?” I ask. “6 to 8 months...maybe 1 year...” she whispered looking defeated and tired. “How did grandpa manage it?” I ask, feeling a touch of hope in all this weird situation. “How did he survive all these years without his mate? I mean...there has to be a way” I say deep in thoughts now. He told me that he felt the bond was severed but it didn’t break. “We have a theory. It might be because he is a pure Alpha. His mother was born Alpha, and his father came

BEATRICE POV I shut the door quietly behind me, exhaling a long breath I didn’t know I was holding. I did it. I told her finally. Closing my eyes, leaning on the wall next to her door, I let my tears fall. She doesn’t deserve this... she deserves to have a beautiful, happy and fulfilled life...not tainted by my mistakes. ‘You didn’t do anything wrong!!’ ‘Maybe I did, I don’t know anymore..., maybe I could’ve paid more attention to Susanne and her feelings…maybe I would’ve seen her pain...’ ‘Humph...pain! She is a pain in the ass!!’ says Lotus, clearly pissed off. ‘I know it’s hard, Josie is my pup too! So... crying time is over, get your shit together, we have to find a solution, and fast!’ I know she is like this because she disagreed from the beginning of our plan to hide this fact, and not involve Josie. Lukas and I, we thought that in all these years, we will come up with something and Josie will never need to find out...she would just live her life like a normal kid, enjoyi

JOSIE’S POV Feeling strong, I left the room and just as I approached my father's office, I heard them both whispering. They were sitting on top of an old book I had never seen before, looking for something. When I saw the outline of the book something felt weird. I had the sudden urge to touch it like it was calling me. They were so engrossed in what they were doing that they didn't even notice me standing in front of the door. “Ahem!” They looked up at me, startled like I’ve caught them red-handed. “Gotcha’!” The first emotion I saw on my mother's face was fear, as if she had been caught doing something truly forbidden. In the next second, with my father's hand on her shoulder she relaxed and motioned for me to enter. “What is…this?” I asked trying to mask my need to get close to the book. Things look to be serious, so I dropped the playful note. Just as they were about to answer, they both widened their eyes and rushed out of the office. Probably a mind link. “Come down with

JOSIE POV I’ve never felt so alive. So… ‘Complete?’ Flame added in a owe. ‘Exactly!’ I confirmed while staring at my half-enraged mother, her expression now mixed with fear and surprise. Hearing her saying something about my eyes, I turned to the framed mirror on the wall looking at myself, stunned of my own reflection. Bright lime green eyes were peering back at me, as strands of hair were dancing around me like being blown by the wind, all while a semicircular white silver energy field was emitted from my own hand. I felt good, powerful…confident. Who was she to tell me what to do? I felt myself looking back at my mother, tilting my head to the right, a mischievous grin appearing on my lips. Hmm…I like it, actually...I love it. It should scare me, but this raw feeling of almost omnipotence engulfs my mind and... ‘That’s enough, child!’ a soft, yet stern voice inside my mind ordered, and just like that my shield dropped. A blazing headache started violently, and I had to clutch