LOGINAngel’s POVDana was already waiting outside the Packhouse gate when I stepped out with my suitcase.She stood with her arms folded, sweater sleeves pulled over her wrists. Her gaze swept over my bandaged leg, the swelling along my calf, and the exhaustion that was apparent on my face.Without a word, she took the suitcase from my hand.“Come on,” she murmured.Shadow was still at the vet across the hospital, recovering after nearly working himself to death to save me. The moment we pushed open the clinic door, he struggled upright, tail thumping against the metal table despite the IV line attached to him. “There’s my good boy…” I whispered, stroking his muzzle.He whined softly, leaning his weight into my palm.Dana signed the release forms and helped settle him in the backseat of her car. I buckled myself in with slow movements, each stretch tugging making me wince in pain.When I looked up, Dana’s eyes were fixed on mine through the rear-view mirror. “Why did you leave the hospit
Angel’s POVThe night dragged on as I waited for him to return. I was still lying on the cold hillside, my back pressed against a tree stump. The forest was quiet now, too quiet, except for the occasional rustle of leaves and the distant echo of wolves. I waited anyway, convinced that no matter how heartless he was, he wouldn’t leave me by myself in the mountain for the whole night.As hours passed by, I decided to reach out to him through our pack telepathic link. I tried a number of times, then again and again. But I got nothing.This was beyond what I had expected of him. At some point, I stopped trying and accepted that he wasn’t coming back.It wasn't long before the mountain cold became lethal to my exposed skin. Hypothermia kicked in before I knew it, then ultimately, shock. I tried standing up but my body was numb. I had bled too much to be able to sustain myself.My body went limp and my vision blurred. And everything went black.When I opened my eyes again, it was in the e
Angel’s POVBastien had gone for a three day business trip, and when he returned, I ran into him in the office.It used to be that the very sound of his footsteps could make my heart flutter. I would straighten my clothes, smooth my hair, and stand a little taller, eager to see him. But this time, when he returned, I was aloof.There was a time when I saw his handsome face after a long period of not seeing me, I would get excited. But now, nothing stirred inside me. Just… nothing.Bastien barely looked at me. He was just plain indifferent.As I proceeded to the break room,“Alpha Bastien looks happier these days,” one colleague whispered behind me.“Of course,” another answered. “He has a girlfriend now. That pretty one… right?”It didn’t take a genius to know that it was Lilian.They didn’t know that Lilian had been practically my previous best friend. That we had practically been inseparable years ago.I kept my face neutral.Soon after, as I stepped outside the premises for fresh
Angel’s POVAfter a long shower, I finally lay down, my body sinking into the mattress. My muscles still ached from the injuries, the bandages tugging uncomfortably against my skin. I closed my eyes, hoping for a few minutes I would forget everything and just sleep.But the door opened and Bastien stepped inside.His footsteps were slow and hesitant, nothing like the attitude he had been giving me earlier on. He stopped at the edge of the bed, and I could feel his presence looming over me.“Angel,” he said softly.I didn’t answer. I kept my breathing calm, my eyes half-closed as though drifting into sleep. But Bastien didn’t leave.Instead, he sat down beside me, the bed dipping subtly under his weight.“Beta Leo told me… about Dana.”My heartbeat stilled.Bastien didn’t look angry now. If anything, his expression bore an unfamiliar heaviness, regret? Guilt? I didn’t know anymore. I couldn’t tell which of his emotions were real, and which were not.Maybe he realized that he had probab
Angel’s POVBy the time I returned to the Packhouse, it was already in the late evening. I had expected to come home and cook dinner then get back to the hospital to make sure Dana was all set for the night. When I arrived, I froze.The scent of warm stew drifted from the kitchen, mixed with the sweet smell of roasted ingredients. For one moment, I thought, foolishly, that maybe someone might notice I’d come home injured, exhausted, and offered to cook a warm meal.But when I stepped into the living room, the warmth there wasn’t for me, it was for her.Lilian sat in the center of the room like a cherished gem, glowing under the attention of everyone that was supposed to be my family. My mother was kneeling beside her, carefully holding up a silver dress against Lilian’s body, a dress I knew came directly from my wardrobe, though no one seemed to think that mattered. My father circled her, discussing what type of jewelry she should wear to the Outstanding Service Award ceremony.“We’
Angel’s POVLater on, after leaving the law firm, I returned to the pack’s medical bay to check on my sister. The bay was eerily quiet when I entered, the only sound was the faint beeping of machines. In a way, it felt like a frozen tomb. From the other end, a faint furious voice had carried through the corridors, unmistakably Bastien’. The sound woke up Dana who was currently sleeping. .Her eyes fluttered before slowly opening. And when they focused on me, a faint tremor rippled through her fragile body. She dragged herself upright with visible strain, silver poisoning still ravaging her from the inside. Her once-strong arms could barely support her weight now.Her fingers reached towards mine, and weakly held them.“Dana?” I leaned forward, my breath catching painfully in my throat. Her palm was icy when she held me . “Angel… what have they done to you?”The doctor’s words still echoed in my mind. There was too much nerve damage to my right ear. And that its hearing may never ret







