Alpha Waylen's POVI rushed towards the door and held the knob. “Alpha wait!” Luke's voice called out to me, I stopped in my tracks, turned around with my heart in my mouth. “What is it Luke?” I asked sharply, trying to keep my voice steady. Luke hurried over to me, a serious expression on his face. "Alpha Chad is up to something," he said, his voice low. "I just saw him speaking with some of the pack members outside. They seemed to be gathering."I frowned and a surge of anger coursed through me. "What?" I exclaimed. "I thought you said everything was under control!" Luke held up his hands, trying to calm me down "I know, Alpha, and I'm sorry. I thought I had the situation handled, but it seems Chad is more cunning than we realized." He paused, then continued, "I think you should come and see for yourself."I hesitated for only a moment, then nodded and followed Luke to the window. I leaned forward and looked down and I saw Alpha Chad surrounded by a group of my pack members, a

Alpha Waylen's POVThe blast of the horn startled me, and I instinctively rushed towards the window, looking out to see what was happening. I could see Luke rushing towards the gate. “What's going on?” Amelia asked, I could hear the fear in her voice as she joined me by the window. I shook my head, squinting my eyes as I tried to see more. "I'm not sure, but the guards have sounded the alarm. It could be a threat to the pack."Amelia's eyes widened, and she gripped my arm tightly. "Do you think it's Alpha Chad?" she asked, her voice trembling.I pursed my lips, considering the possibility. "It's a possibility," I admitted, my jaw tightening. "He's made his intentions clear, and he won't hesitate to attack if he thinks he can get what he wants."Without another word, I turned towards the door, I had to be in the frontline if something bad was going to happen . But I paused, my hand on the doorknob, and looked back at Amelia. "Listen, I need you to take the children and lock yourselv

Amelia's POV"Do you want me to escort you to your chamber?" He said softly, I turned to look at him for the first time that evening and he smiled, probably trying to calm me down, but it wasn't working. I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. I didn't want it to seem like I was pushing him away, I didn't want to give anyone a reason to feel terrible. Waylen placed his hand gently on my back, guiding me through the winding hallways towards my room. The warmth of his touch was comforting, and I found myself leaning slightly into him as we walked. He pressed his hand tightly against my back, and then shifted it downwards towards my waist. When we reached the door to my chamber, Waylen turned to me. For a moment we stood facing each other without saying anything. "Amelia, if you need anything at all, please don't hesitate to let me know. I'm going to place a few guards outside your door, just to ensure your safety." He said as he broke the silence. I looked up at him, a small smile

Amelia's POVI rushed out of Alpha Waylen's chamber, I could feel my heart racing and my palms becoming sweaty. I quickly pressed my back against the wall, trying to steady my breathing. I had expected Alpha Waylen to come after me when I rushed out of the room, and tried to convince me further, but he didn't and that was totally fine with me. I stood there, my mind twisting and turning and trying to make sense of everything he had just told me. I totally understood everything from his point of view, but marrying him was something that felt too much and I wondered to myself if my reaction to his proposal would have been different if he didn't pin it to what was happening with Alpha Chad and Kayden. It was so easy to use circumstances as an excuse to get what you want and I felt like that was what he was doing. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath willing my nerves to calm. I couldn't stay here, not with Alpha Waylen's words still playing through my mind and with the possibility

Alpha Waylen's POVI stared into space, my mind replaying Amelia's expression, and her hasty exit from my chambers. It has almost been an hour since she left, and the silence was deafening. I had watched her calmly as she rushed out, avoiding the question I had asked her about not once, but twice. A small smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I played through her reaction in my mind. “Fuck” I muttered and stood up from where I was. I walked sluggishly towards the small bar in the corner of my room. I scanned through and then selected a bottle of premium whiskey.I unscrewed the cap and without the patience of pouring myself a glass, I brought it to my lips, taking a long satisfying gulp. The liquid burned as it went down my throat, but I didn't mind. I hoped that it cleared my mind and replaced the almost overwhelming feeling in my chest. "So, this is how you want to play it, Amelia?" I murmured to myself, the words echoing with a hint of frustration. "After all I've done fo