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Third Person's POV Art frantically pushed on the link to his Beta and Commander, and they opened it immediately. “What the hell is going on?’’ “Aldrich attacked Lennox and Victor's pack. It's bad!” Lance said through the link.“How is it bad if he's fighting three packs? His pack is not big enough to take on three packs!” “Because he's not alone. He has four packs with him,” Andre replied, and Art's stomach dropped. “Where is Skylar?”“He's kicking ass and putting a major dent in their army,” Lance replied and grunted.“Hang on. I'm coming!” Art said, then closed the link.“Follow the vines,” Art said after forcing Nikolai's link open.“I am,” he replied.Art was shocked by the mangled mess Skylar's Vines made of the dead bodies. His vines twisted through and around their bodies, leaving behind mangled, bloodied corpses. The trees rush by, and before they know it, they're in Victor's pack. Nikolai follows the path of destruction, and the sound of chaos from the large field near
Third Person's POV “He finished school, top of his class, and training was no different. He worked hard and finished training with high honors. This past year, he's been shadowing his father and grandfather, learning all about the kingdom and what the King does,” Charlotte said, smiling proudly at her son. “Man, the last time I saw you, you were this big and trying to mimic my movements with a stick when I was learning how to wield a sword.” Art said, looking at his nephew in awe. He was amazed at how much he had grown, but then again, it had been 20 years. He was no longer that little 3-year-old boy; now he's a 23-year-old man who looks more like the king than his father, Henry does. Willem looked down. “I don't remember that because I don't remember you,” Willem lied. He abruptly stood, walked away from the table, and went into the kitchen. Henry glared at his brother from across the table, but Art ignored him and followed Willem. He stood at the entrance of the kitchen and lea
Third Person's POV Adrian stood on the front porch, leaning against the pillar beside the stairs. He couldn't stop worrying about Nikolai and prayed Art's father didn't try pulling the same shit he did last time. The Beta looked at his watch, 5:24 pm. If Art’s father hadn't pulled the same shit, they're probably just sitting down for dinner. Adrian sighed as he dropped his hand and shoved it into his pocket. He looked out at the tree line across the street, then turned his head to the right, where he sensed his mate somewhere in the distance. His link is closed tightly, like a brick wall has been built around it. But now and then, Alaric's feelings slip through the bond, and he feels a rush of feelings that seem to be all over the place. The Beta sighs louder as he pushes away from the pillar and jumps off the porch, skipping the stairs altogether. He walks through Lennox's pack, following his wolf's instincts that tell him where their mate is. It takes Adrian a little 15 minutes
Third Person's POV Nikolai looks around the fire while sitting beside Art. His eyes land on Andre as he walks to the other side of the fire and reaches into the cooler. He tilts his head as he looks at the commander, and he realizes he knows next to nothing about him, aside from one little detail he overheard just a little while ago. It was kind of hard not to hear it when he was standing right next to where he pinned Art to the ground.Nikolai pressed against Art's link, and he turned to look at him as he opened it.“What's up, love?” Art asked through the link. “What's the scoop with Andre? I know you've known Lance since diapers, and he grew up in the castle with you, but I don't know anything about Andre. When did he come into the picture? What's his story? And yes, I heard him mention his tiger back there, so don't leave that out!”Art sighed as he looked forward, his eyes falling on Andre as he tilted the can back and downed half of his beer in one go. Memories of the Commande
Third Person’s POV Lance looks like your typical Beta: large, muscular, a little smaller than an Alpha, and he has a strong, dominant beta aura. Andre, on the other hand, doesn't look like your typical Commander. He is much larger and more muscular than your typical Delta 1. Which is why Lennox was shocked when he looked to his right and saw a Delta taller and more muscular than he was. Lennox looked up at the man in shock. His nose flared as he tried to smell him again, thinking maybe he caught someone else's scent, but he didn't. The man definitely smelled like a Delta, and a strong one at that, which meant he is a Delta 1.“This is the training list. Group one will be a little light because the guys listed in this column are on vacation. I will be back before they will, so you won't have to worry about their paperwork.” Lance said, touching the tablet in Andre's hand, and clicking on the file as he spoke. “Work, work, work! Don't you guys know how to have fun? Put that shit away
Third Person's POVThe Omega sits comfortably straddling his mate's lap. His arms wrapped loosely around his thick, muscular neck, smiling as he looked into his Delta's warm brown eyes. The Delta's warm brown eyes sparkle as he looks at his Omega in awe. He can feel his mate's little vines wrapping around his waist and traveling down his arms, which are wrapped tightly around the Omega. Weston closes his eyes when the Omega kisses the tip of his nose. When he opens his eyes, his heart flutters to see the Omega presenting the tip of his finger with a small pink flower growing from a tiny vine wrapped around his finger. He looks into the Omega's sparkling blue eyes that are full of innocence, love, and happiness, and he finds himself amazed that someone like Skyler exists and is all his. “You amaze me, Little Flower,” Weston said, trailing his finger along the Omega's jaw. Skyler bit his lower lip as he smiled, hoping it would keep the blush away, but it didn't. Warmth spread across







