ALPHA KYLIAN'S POVI sat at the head of the table in the board room The council members sat around me as they waited for me to address them. To other people, I looked normal but deep inside me, I had a lot of conflicting emotions. I couldn't eat. I couldn't sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Lorraine. I tried to get her out of my mind but it just wasn't working. The main door opened, revealing Molly. She was dressed in a white flowing long wedding dress designed with stones. She wore a veil on her head and had a bouquet in her hands. Mollu wanted a big ceremony but I decided against it. I decided to have a small private gathering in the board room. Lorraine wanted a huge ceremony. If I did that with Molly, it would be a betrayal to Lorraine. But why did I care? I didn't want a big ceremony anyway. It wasn't like I was getting married for love. It was just a contract agreement and should be treated as such. It didn't need any type of extravagance. Molly walked towards me slowl

LORRAINE'S POV(FOUR YEARS LATER)Four years has passed ever since the events that changed my life forever. Oscar led me to a peaceful village far away from our old pack. I hadn't heard from anyone in my pack for the last four years, not even Molly. There was no way for us to keep in contact so I didn't bother. I left the past behind and focused on my future. I had managed to form a life for myself here in this village.The place was calm and peaceful. Everyone here got along quite well. It was a small town so everyone knew everyone. I watched the lovely view from my cottage window. The gentle breeze blowed through the curtains. The streets were lined with colorful flowers, swaying in the gentle breeze. I watched as children played, running round the streets. Their laughter filled the air. The sunlight shone on everyone. Life was good. This place was home. I felt at peace here. "Mummy!" I heard a chorus of voices scream. My twin boys, Aiden and Alex ran to hug me. I laughed at the

LORRAINE'S POVThe way Neil looked at me made me feel a bit uneasy. I was flattered at the same time. I could feel a form of tension between us. He looked at me like he could see through me.. Everyone giggled. I had no idea why. For some reason, the ladies seemed to think this was funny. I stared at Neil. I couldn't help but admire him - with his gorgeous rugged features and piercing brown eyes. He was confident - the kind of quiet confidence that captured the attention of whoever looked at him. I admired his features. His jawline was so chiseled that it could probably cut a person's finger in the right angle. His dark hair was tousled, giving him an 'I woke up like this' look. His whole appearance was effortless, like he didn't care but he still looked hot anyway. "Come forward" Neil said, bringing me out of my thoughts "Please" His voice was deep. It was the kind that you'd like to hear to send you off to sleep. Why am I thinking like this? I have to stop these thoughts. I ju

LORRAINE'S POVI couldn't believe my eyes when I saw Neil standing there, right in front of me. I looked at him in horror. He looked just as surprised as I was. My eyes darted to his shirt. It was completely ruined with ice cream. My heart raced at the sight of it. My mind went blank as I struggled to find the right words to say. Ice cream dripped from his shirt, and it was all my fault. "Neil, I... I'm so sorry," I finally managed to speak. "I didn't mean to—"Neil sighed "It's fine. Accidents happen" He looked like he was annoyed but trying to hide it. It was a nice shirt. I wouldn't be surprised if he wanted to kill me. What do I do? How can I fix this?Why do I have to be so clumsy? My cheeks reddened with embarrassment "I can help get it cleaned. My house isn't far. I'll just throw it in the washing machine" Neil thought about it for a while. He shrugged "Sure"We walked towards my house. My body trembled with embarrassment as we walked. I couldn't shake the feeling of awkw

LORRAINE'S POVThe next day, I and the rest of the trainees stood in the training area. Neil stood in front of us. He instructed us on breathing techniques. He demonstrated breathing styles to help us fight better. I fought the urge to roll my eyes. We were here to train how to fight. I saw this as a waste of time. I didn't see the need of learning breathing techniques. It didn't have any importance in combat, to me at least. Everyone else seemed to be paying attention to Neil. They practiced their breathing with Total concentration. I wasn't surprised. They would probably crawl on the floor if Neil instructed them to. They were all in awe of how hot he was and were probably willing to do anything to be on his good side. They kept giggling like teenagers all through the day. "Let's try another technique" he said. I almosr groaned out in frustration. What the hell is going on? How's something as unnecessary as breathing going to make any difference in our skills as fighters? We brea