MasukMadeline:"What do you mean?" I snapped at him immediately."What if it doesn’t work?" the man questioned, and I clenched my jaw."That is a possibility, since this is not how I usually treat the children. First, we give them medicine, then we wait to see if it is working. If it doesn’t, we move forward and prepare more."I tried to explain, but he began to wave his finger in refusal."She’s lying. The liquid is white. It should be red. It should have her blood," he commented, pointing at the bottle and panic struck me.As everyone began to murmur, even the mother leading her child away stopped."Don’t listen to them. It is not the truth. The cure is not my blood. It is my knowledge."I was telling the truth, at least half of it. The other half was a lie.If they figured out it was my tears, they would make me cry endlessly.So I tried to calm them down. However, they did not look calm at all."Have you all lost your minds? At least let the child sleep so that I can see if it is worki
Madeline:It was too much.I could not let them deal with all the worries alone.I knew how important it was for Yuvonne to have a proper funeral, to give her a decent goodbye.She did not deserve to be disrespected like this.So I took it upon myself to at least do one thing right.Maybe that would prompt everyone to start looking for Baxter too.At this point, with everything going on, not only had they taken Baxter from me, but Yuvonne too.So I snuck out to finally meet these people.I knew that if I told Byron, which I did, he would never allow me.He would never let me, not even Ron would.I knew that much.Even though we were on cold terms now, I still believed he would never let me surrender myself.So I did it myself.I went straight to the woods where these people had asked me to come.They had sent me another message with directions to where I needed to be if I wanted Yuvonne’s body secured.And I arrived there.There were a lot of pack members present in the woods.It was
Byron:Madeline had told me her plan, and for the past minute, I had been silently staring at her face.She was waiting for my reaction, but none came.I didn’t want to disrespect her, and I couldn’t bring myself to tell her, even in nice words, that this was the most stupid decision."Please, take a moment," I told Madeline, showing her a hand gesture to calm down."Now think about what you just said to me in your head, and then tell me, do you think what you’re saying is a wise decision?" I asked her in the calmest, nicest way possible.She watched my face in silence for the first few seconds, then let out a deep breath."What do you mean?" she complained, not looking very happy with me."All I’m saying is, repeat the same thing again to me, because I want to know if you realize how—" I paused again as I bit my tongue, "how wrong it sounds."Then I forced myself to calm down.I mean, hurting her would be the last thing I would ever do.It seemed as if she understood that I was being
Madeline:My heart was already carrying a heavy burden.When I reached the motel, I saw many warriors standing guard.Byron told me they were his own.He did not want to ask Ron, nor could he accept help from the council.He could not rely on Baxter’s mother either, and Ron's guards were no longer an option.The reason was simple.Ron had texted us and informed us that his pack had been compromised.The pack members were threatening him to bring me in.At first, I thought that was everything.But when I reached the motel, I realized there was more to the story.When I received a text message myself, I was confused at first, trying to understand what was going on. The text was simple.Unknown: Are you going to let him get hurt again?Those words did not make sense to me.Were they threatening Ron? Were they going to attack him? What was going on?"Okay, listen, do not go anywhere without taking the warriors with you," Byron said as we reached the motel room.The moment I was about to s
Ron:"But it doesn't change the fact that she dropped the keys, and that is why my Yuvonne is dead," Lady Karla tried to explain when I confronted her for lying about Madeline not looking for the cure for Yuvonne.That was something I could be upset with her over.But then again, it was a mistake, not something she did deliberately.What I had accused her of was deliberate."I cannot believe you would lie to me. I cannot even understand how a mother could lie even when her daughter is dead," I scolded her, watching her lower her head and look guilty, even though I knew she was not.I should have known that the moment something happened to Yuvonne, she would come for Madeline's throat."Anyway, you should not come to the hospital for now. I'll let you know when the funeral is ready," I dismissed her with a hand gesture.It was not that I would completely be okay with Madeline.She did drop the keys outside, not caring for Yuvonne's or anyone else's safety.But that was a stupid mistake
Madeline:I sat in Byron’s car, and we started our journey back home.My thoughts kept drifting in and out.The hospital was the only place we had checked.Ron’s warriors had searched the surroundings too, but where could he be?Could he be in the woods? Maybe he woke up and shifted, but then he was not seen on the cameras.I held my face in my hands and leaned back in the seat, feeling nauseous.“Madeline, you should eat something. You are not looking well. You look very pale,” Byron said, offering me a protein bar.I shook my head and turned my face to the side, my hand pressed against my stomach.“I think I am going to throw up,” I said.He immediately pulled the car over near the woods.I got out and moved to the side of the road, throwing up.I felt sick to my stomach.There were no answers. Only confusion and mystery, and I did not understand what was going on.After that, Byron quickly stepped out and held my hair back so I could empty my stomach.After a while, he helped me cl
Madeline:My fists clenched as I lowered my gaze and closed my eyes. I had been angry with them before. I had even felt hatred. Now I felt sick. I felt disgusted just thinking about ever being on good terms with assholes like them.“Come on. Tick tock. We do not have all night,” Elgin urged from be
Graham:Bothered felt like too small a word for what I was feeling at that moment.I was beyond humiliated by the way my own daughter rushed over to Baxter.It felt like a slap. But who was responsible for it?Was it Madeline’s fault for pushing my child toward Baxter, or was it my own fault?As I
Silver:“That is not true. I did not even touch her. Yeah, I did push her away, but I did not touch her,” Elgin roared, sitting in front of my father, looking agitated.A day ago, my dear husband decided to go to the mountain top and get himself involved in yet another controversy.I found out thro
Ron:“I can’t believe those alphas stooped so low. I always disliked the way they looked at her. That young woman was preyed upon by them so many times. I’m so proud of you. And more than that, I’m proud of Yuvonne. She proved she’s a nice young lady, nothing like her mother,” my grandmother spoke







