Callan POV I got to my pack house later than expected after dealing with Andrew. Sera stayed at the Shadow pack with Hank and Rodney. Only my best warriors, other than my Beta would be allowed to watch over my mate. As I walked downstairs to the cells I heard Allister scream in agony. The sound was like music to my ears. When I turned the corner, I saw Allister strung up. His wrists were bound by rope that was tied to a beam on the ceiling. He was strung up high enough that his feet barely touched the ground. Standing in front of Allister was Drake. He was shirtless with a pair of black denim jeans. His arms were covered with Allister’s blood. Next to the pair was a cart of medical insstruments and syringes full of drugs and wolfsbane. Allister let out a scream as Drake ran the scalpel down his arm for the tenth time. I stood by the cell door and watched as my friend got the revenge he was seeking. Drake knew not to kill him. Not until I got the information that I needed and Se

Seraphina POVI walked down the stairs to the cells and stopped in front of Allister’s cell. He was restrained with his hands bound over his head. His muscular frame was covered in dried blood, swear, dirt, and who else knew what. Allister’s head had slumped forward and was currently passed out. I opened and closed the door to the cell with more force than was necessary, making a loud banging noise from metal meeting metal. “Good morning, sleeping beauty,” I said in a sing song voice. Allister groaned when I splashed some cold water onto his face. I walked over to the table with all of the medical supplies and grabbed one of the daggers of it’s metal top. “You have a visitor,” I taunted. Allister looked up at me and smirked. “Long time, no see, Seraphina. Miss me already?”I let out a growl and twirled the knife in my hand. "Oh this is rich,” Allister laughed when he looked at the knife. “What are you going to do with that, Seraphina? Kill me?” He let out another sadistic laug

Seraphina POVLyla wailed as the final tethers to her mate bond severed. She covered him with her body. We just stood there, allowing her to have her moment. I was finding that even though I hated Allister and have so many reasons for him to die, I wasn’t a monster who wouldn’t let his mate have a moment with the deceased. After a few agonizing moments, Lyla stood up and glared at Callan and I who was now standing next to me. “I told you what you wanted to know,” she seethed. Her claws extended and canines began to protrude through her gums. I stepped in front of Callan, unafraid of Lyla. Her back up was gone. Her support in a power play. I looked at Lyla with so much disdain, I could feel the tinge of disgust on my tongue. “I Serphina Forte, Alpha of the Shadow Pack, banish you Lyla King, from Shadow Pack territory and deem you rogue.”Lyla clutched her chest as she felt the tether to the pack break.I stepped closer to her and got into her space. “Let me be clear. If you even so

Seraphina POV I watched Callan as he paced his study’s floor not saying a word. I knew he needed a moment or more to process the information that Lyla had given us. A knock sounded on the office door before Drake, Rodney, Hank, and Devlin, walked into the room. Callan looked at them with an expression that I couldn’t decipher. “Thank you for coming gentlemen. We have received word that my mother and sister are being help in some sort of bunker. I want you guys to divide yourselves with our other warriors to find this bunker. Use all of the alliances and resources that you can think of.” Now that Allister was dead, it was imperative that we found Callan’s sister and mother. No doubt would Lyla or Kevin kill them now that Allister was gone. The men debriefed for several moments before Callan dismissed them. Callan looked out the window of his study while I looked at the fire that was roaring in the fireplace. I wasn’t sure how to feel. It felt like so much had happened b

Seraphina POV TWO WEEKS LATERIt had been over two weeks since we heard anything from Lyla. In that time our men had not been able to find any leads as to where Callan’s mother and sister were. Although we were unable to continue to feel optimistic, we still were needed for tonight’s ball. I had spent the last five minutes hurling up my breakfast for the fourth day in a row. “Have you taken a test yet?” Maeve asked while tying her bathrobe. Her and I were enjoying having a spa day before the ball this evening. Currently we were in the ladies room of the spa so I could throw up my eggs and toast from this morning’s breakfast. I splashed some cold water from the sink on my face. “There’s no reason to take a test,” I retorted.Maeve gave me a look that said “don’t be stupid.” I rolled my eyes. “Fine,” I groaned. “I’ll take a stupid test.” The last thing I wanted was to take a test. I knew in my gut what it would say. After spending several hours at the spa Maeve had gone to the co