Cameroon POVSeeing my Uncle, Ben, had terrified me to a great length. He was easily the strongest werewolf I've ever met. I know this because I've seen him overpower even the strongest of adversaries with ease. His sheer strength and ferocity were unmatched. Even if my brothers and I were at the peak of our strength, we wouldn't have stood a chance against him, especially with five other werewolves backing him up. While grappling with Uncle Ben, we communicated through our mind link with Lucas, asking him to seek help in case we couldn't win. If we failed, the girls would be in need of rescue. Yet, I never dreamed we could stall Uncle Ben for so long. The Uncle Ben I knew, at his most aggressive, could have overwhelmed us within minutes.Was he growing weaker, or had we grown stronger? Regardless, he had us when it counted, but then Uncle Ben abruptly halted his assault and fled. Was it a change of heart, or did he detect a more pressing threat? His sudden departure left me both sur
Carson's POV:As we stepped into the dining room, a space illuminated by mostly candlelights, Cecilia set a tray of potato fries on the table causing them to bounce with a soft thud. She pulled out the nearest seat and settled onto it, legs crossed in an ankle style. The hem of her silky nightdress revealed a tantalizing glimpse of her thighs. My gaze unintentionally lingered on the faint impression of her nipples against the fabric. “Hey, babe,” she purred, adjusting her dress as Bryan approached. “I’m really craving a proper massage after dinner.”Bryan slid into a seat beside her with a smirk. “Sure thing, I can be your masseuse. I just wished you'd pay me for it.”Cecilia playfully lifted her leg, resting it on his lap. “Oh, honey, I do pay you – just not in cash.”“Ceci, now is not a good time, please put your sexy creamy leg back down.”Cameroon and I shared a knowing look before settling down at the table, joined by Nicole, Lucas, Cadel, and Anna. With a coy smile, Cecilia
Cadel's POVAfter Nicole's brash confrontation with Cecilia, the room fell into a thoughtful silence. Cecilia's eyes flickered with suppressed emotions as she briefly avoided meeting our gazes, perhaps acutely aware of the rift her actions had caused.Nicole, on the other hand, remained stoic, her expression guarded as she picked at her food, seemingly unfazed by the lingering hostility in the room. The tension between her and Cecilia stewed beneath the surface, threatening to spill over at any moment.Cecilia's fingers drummed impatiently on the table, her jaw still clenched with frustration. Finally, unable to contain herself any longer, she spoke, her voice sharp and cutting."You think you can come into my home and tell me how I should behave?" Cecilia's eyes blazed with defiance as she locked gaze with Nicole. “You came here unannounced and it's taking every fiber of my being not to kick you sorry lot out. So, while I begrudgingly extend my invitation, you all would do well to re
Anna's POV:Returning to my pack stirred up more trouble than I anticipated. Cecilia's disdainful remarks since our arrival only fueled my desire to leave. Yet, despite the ease of saying the words, I found myself lingering. Was it the twisted satisfaction of witnessing Cecilia and her mate's conflict over me that held me back?Alpha Bryan's decisive action, slamming the door on Cecilia, sent a strange thrill through me. I shouldn't feel this way; I didn't care for Bryan. Yet, his defiance of his Luna for hosting us made me feel oddly important."Hey, Anna, lost in thought?" Cadel's touch on my elbow brought me back."Yeah, just thinking about tomorrow." Damn, did I just lie to Cadel?He looked at me, towel hanging loosely. "What's happening tomorrow?""We won't be stuck in the alpha quarters forever. Eventually, we'll venture out, and I'll face werewolves who share Cecilia's resentment.""They can't all hate you. Collins and Bryan seem to support us.""Yeah, tell me about it."Cadel
Carson's POVCameroon and I chased after Cecilia's killer. He was fast, agile, and remarkably skilled at evasion. Just as my hands dove to catch him, he leaped over a massive log, and I ended up crushing an unfortunate firefly instead. I tossed it away in frustration.Cameroon lagged behind me, making me wish Cadel were here to assist in the chase. As we tore through the forest, which grew steeper with every step, the killer only seemed to get faster. We approached a particularly treacherous section of the forest, where he slid down a slope and pulled a lever. Suddenly, pairs of spears shot out, several piercing my body.“Argh, damn it, it hurts,” I yelled.“Whoa, whoa, whoa, careful!” Cameroon sang the last word, spreading out his arms to balance himself as he screeched to an emergency stop.I scanned the slope, but the killer had vanished after triggering his trap.“Wolfsbane,” I groaned. “The spears—”“It’s okay, I got you. I got you.” Cameroon pulled me back. “We need to head back
Carson's POV:We moved swiftly through the pack house grounds, slipping back into the dense forest where the killer had disappeared. The night air was cool, and the scent of wet wood and damp earth filled my nostrils. Each step sent jolts of pain through my body, but I gritted my teeth and pushed on."Where did you last see him?" Collins asked, his voice low but urgent.I pointed towards the slope where the spears had shot out. "Down there. He triggered the trap and vanished."Cameroon led the way, carefully going down the slope and each of us descended after him. As we reached the bottom, I paused, sniffing the air."He's close. I can still smell him," I said, my voice a growl.“Isn't that strange?” Collins mused.“What is?” I asked. “If I killed my Luna, I wouldn't be lurking around still,” Collins said, with a thoughtful expression. “What if we are working into a trap?”Pausing briefly, I replied, “Well we outnumber him five to one. I say we get this son of a bitch, regardless.”W
Anna's POV:Inside the Alpha quarters, in the confines of the large living room, only three of us remained: Nicole, Lucas, and me. We hoped those who went after Cecilia's killer would return any moment, having faced little challenge in capturing him. But we were wrong. A primal roar shattered the silence around us twice. Nicole stood up abruptly. “That must be Bryan.”I joined her. “He's calling for his pack.”“What could have possibly gone wrong?” Lucas asked as he rose too."Let's go after them!" I declared.Lucas nodded, and we left the house, heading towards the forest. As we went after Bryan and the others, more pack members joined us, all responding to the Alpha's call. As we reached the edge of the forest, the scene before us made my blood run cold. Bodies lay strewn across the ground, the metallic scent of blood mixing with the earthy smell of the forest. The moon cast an eerie light over the carnage, illuminating the torn remains and the still forms of bodies.Nicole gaspe
Epilogue Anna’s POV: We were married for two and a half years. I lived with the brothers and our kids in one house, while Nicole and Lucas had their own homes nearby. I had a son with Cadel, a daughter with Cameroon, and was expecting a baby with Carson. But when the time came for the baby to arrive, something went wrong. The brothers waited outside the medical center, worried. Carson, especially, looked really concerned. An hour later, we got the sad news that the baby didn't make it. Carson couldn't hold back his pain and let out a howl of sorrow. Carson was devastated for months after we lost the baby. Cadel and Cameroon allowed us the time and space to heal. They didn't mind that I was spending more time with Carson than them. They didn't even mind that they had to look after the kids most of the time. Nicole did help us out a lot with looking after her nephew and niece. Slowly, Carson and I found comfort in each other's company. After a while, our intimacy rekindled,