First Person's Perspective: Alpha Lucas’s POVThe soft echoes of my footsteps filled the quiet hallway as I walked toward Miracle’s bedroom. My thoughts were heavy, weighed down by the events of the day. Laura’s sudden appearance had sent ripples through the pack, but none more so than through Miracle, the little girl who had only known her as a faint memory. I needed to see her, to make sure she was all right.As I neared her door, an uneasy sensation crept over me. The space outside her room was eerily empty. Where were the guards? I had assigned four—two in front of the door and two patrolling the hallway—specifically to ensure her safety. My instincts flared, sharp and unrelenting.“Marcus?” I called through the mind link, my voice laced with urgency. There was no response. My unease deepened. “Simone, report to Miracle’s room immediately,” I ordered, this time using a firmer tone.I pushed open the door, my heart pounding with a mixture of fear and frustration. Relief flooded thr
- First Person's Perspective -Marcus's POVI stood frozen at the doorway, staring at the people I once considered family. The sight of Denise, no, scratch that, Enise, as I now understood, flanked by Lucian, Anna, and Diana, filled me with a surge of anger and betrayal.I had suspected that Denise was up to no good, but to see Lucian, Anna, and Diana in the same room with her, colluding, plotting... Traitors.I clenched my fists by my sides, my mind racing. I understood why Enise harbored resentment; she had been wronged, sure. But her personal vendetta didn't justify dragging the rest of us down into her chaos.I wouldn't stand by and let her destroy everything just to make herself feel whole.Lucian noticed me first. His smirk was sharp, his eyes glinting with something dark and calculating. Slowly, he stood, brushing imaginary dust off his shirt as he approached me."Well, well," he drawled, stopping just inches away. "Look who decided to drop by unannounced."Before I could react
- First Person’s Perspective -Marcus’s POVI had been sitting in my chambers, poring over some ancient pack records, when the muffled sound of chaos drifted up through the walls. At first, I ignored it, thinking it was some petty dispute among the pack members. But as the noise grew louder, my instincts kicked in. I set the papers aside and moved swiftly to the window.What I saw made my blood boil.Laura? Was that Laura?She was back? How come I didn't know about thisI looked closer and then I saw it,my sister, my blood, was being dragged out of the pack house like a criminal. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes wide with humiliation as two enforcers roughly hauled her out. My fist clenched tightly at my side. How dare they? How dare Lucas allow this to happen? Is this how you treat someone whom you haven't seen in years? Someone you claim to love?I strode out of the room and down the stairs, my anger building with each step. By the time I reached the main hall, my heart was poundi
- First Person's Perspective - Enise's POV My mind was a whirlwind of chaos, thoughts of Laura's audacity mingling with the fresh memory of Lucas's kiss.There was no time to dwell on that now, though. I had to focus. Laura's sudden reappearance had thrown a wrench into everything, and I needed answers – and solutions.The drive to Lucian's estate was uneventful, but the weight in my chest grew heavier with each passing mile. By the time I arrived, the sight of his sprawling mansion brought little comfort.I pushed the door open, my heels clicking sharply against the marble floor as I was led to the sitting room where Lucian, Anna, and Diana were already waiting.Lucian looked up from his seat, his expression unreadable. "You're late," he said, his voice calm but laced with underlying tension."What do you mean? Didn't I had a situation? You think it would be that easy to walk out of the house without questions asked?" I snapped, throwing myself into the chair opposite him. "Laura
- *First Person’s Perspective* -~Enise~The sight of Laura made my blood boil. That woman had the audacity—the unmitigated gall—to walk back into this pack as if she owned it, acting like she was some paragon of grace and integrity. It sickened me to my core. My fists clenched involuntarily at my sides, and for a brief moment, the temptation to lash out at her was overwhelming. I wanted to hurt her. Badly. I wanted to make her feel every ounce of pain she had inflicted on me in the past.But I couldn’t. Not yet.I forced myself to take a deep breath, carefully erasing the scorn and recognition from my face. I couldn’t afford to let my emotions get the better of me. If I reacted impulsively, it could blow my entire cover. Laura wasn’t worth that—not yet, anyway.Instead, I plastered on a mask of curiosity and turned to Lucas. “Who is that?” I asked, keeping my tone light, almost innocent.His gaze darkened, his jaw tightening before he answered. “Her name’s Laura. My ex-wife. The one
-First Person's Perspective -~Alpha Lucas~I jumped to my feet, My eyes narrowed as I leaned forward against the balcony railing, fingers gripping the cool metal tight enough to blanch my knuckles. There she was—Laura—striding through the courtyard like she hadn’t abandoned everything. Her movements were as deliberate and graceful as ever, as though she owned the damn place. Her arms stretched out, beckoning Miracle into an embrace, but the little girl stopped dead in her tracks, stared for a heartbeat, and turned on her heel, bolting in the opposite direction."Who is that?" Denise’s soft voice cut through the tense silence, pulling my gaze away from the scene below."Her," I said, my voice colder than I intended, "she’s my ex-wife—the one I told you about."Denise’s brows furrowed in confusion. "But... she doesn’t look like me," she said, her tone uncertain. "Why do people confuse us, then?"A bitter chuckle escaped me. "No, not her. Laura’s the one who ran away. The one people com
- First Person’s Perspective -~ Enise’s POV ~I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at my reflection in the large mirror hanging above the vanity. My fingers lightly grazed the tender bruise on my neck where Marcus’s claws had dug in. The purplish mark served as a harsh reminder of how real things had gotten.Before embarking on this plan, I had known it wouldn’t be easy. But now? Now it was more than a plan. It was a war. Messy, chaotic, and possibly bloody if I wasn’t careful.A sigh slipped from my lips as I rested my head in my hands. I wasn’t one to second-guess myself, but at this moment, the weight of everything threatened to crush me.A soft knock at the door broke my thoughts. “Ma’am Denise?” Sarah’s head poked in, her voice tentative. “The Alpha wants to see you.”I straightened, quickly masking the exhaustion that threatened to spill through my expression. “Tell him I’ll be there in a few minutes.”Sarah nodded and disappeared, leaving the door ajar.When I arrived at his
First Person's Perspective – Lucian's POVI sat on the leather couch in my dimly lit bedroom, the glare of the big screen in front of me illuminating the otherwise shadowy space.My eyes were locked on the live feed of Enise's room, transmitted through the secret camera I'd planted. It was a questionable act, I knew that, but I didn't care. Enise wasn't even aware of it.Creepy? Maybe. Necessary? Absolutely.The sight on the screen made my jaw clench. Marcus. His face filled the frame, his expression smug and insufferable as always.I leaned back against the cushions, contempt boiling in my chest. How had I ever called him a friend? Once, we'd been close, but those days were long gone.Marcus's loyalty had always been with Lucas. Even when I'd been framed for something I didn't do – banished, humiliated – Marcus hadn't said a damn word in my defense.Because Lucas came first. He always did.But that wasn't what infuriated me most. What bugged me to no end was how Marcus was constantl
First Person's Perspective -~Enise~I could hear the commotion outside, the raised voices blending into a chaotic hum. It seemed like the entire pack was in turmoil, but I had no intention of stepping out. It wasn't my battle, And I couldn't care lessInstead, I remained in the small living room like space in my bedroom, pacing back and forth as my fingers hovered over my cell phone. After a moment's hesitation, I called Anna.She picked up on the second ring. "Enise?" Her voice was laced with concern. "What's happening over there? I heard something about unrest in the pack.""It's a mess, Anna," I whispered, keeping my voice low. "The people are upset, and Lucas... he's trying to hold it all together, but everything is falling apart."Anna sighed heavily on the other end. "I told you to be careful and stay safe, didn't I? That pack has always been unstable, and now that Slade is gone-"Her words faded into the background as a chill ran down my spine. The unmistakable sensation of be