Mag-log inThe crowd cheered, but none were louder than our excited children.Ivan’s POVIt was good of Claire to invite me to her wedding. I’d thought for a while that I might avoid the whole thing, but now that I was here, that I could be surrounded by the obvious love between the pair, I was glad that I had
Claire’s POVThe day of our wedding, I couldn’t stop looking at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a flowing white dress that Leo and Nova had helped me pick out. My hair was done up in a bun. I barely recognized myself, so put together and done up.“You look like a princess,” Nova said from nearby
Gideon’s POVI kissed Claire with my full heart, then held her close. She giggled, pressed into the safety of my arms.“We can talk about it now,” she said. “Or you could kiss me again. I liked that.”“I want to,” I told her truly. “I don’t want to stop kissing you. But after all this, I want to see
Claire’s POVI was dragged out of the trunk roughly by my arms, then shoved down into the dirt at Daphne’s feet.Quickly, I glanced around, but I didn’t really recognize where I was. A forest, but I had no idea which one. Tents were set up here and there and people I didn’t know milled about. This m
George glanced over, seeing me in the dim interior light.“He loves you,” he said.“He does.”“Do you love him, too?”“Yes,” I said. It came out easier than I thought it would. “Yes, I do,” I said again, to be sure. This time was just as easy.“Good,” George said. “Gideon is a good man, a brave and
Claire’s POVWe had a handful of hours before we needed to leave for the exchange. In that time, George had me fitted for body armor.“They will likely attempt to remove it from you,” he said. “But try to keep it on for as long as you can. I don’t know what kind of torture they will attempt, but thi
Gideon’s POVThere was a knock at the door this time. “Enter.” I commanded not looking up.I kept on doing my paperwork, I knew it wasn't Daphne at the door this time since I had already dismissed her but her fake sweet smile didn't leave my mind at all like a stubborn glue it stuck.But the scent d
Daphne’s POVThe sting of that humiliation didn't leave my mind.I could still feel the ghost of Claire’s slap on my cheek, still hear the echo of the children’s laughter as they clung to her instead of me, and still see the cold indifference in Gideon’s eyes as I tried to get close to him.Me. The
Claire’s POVThe hallway had suddenly become very cold and Daphne's laugh rang through it, making me feel goosebumps. Her smile, no it was not longer a smile but a sneer her face wasn't completely human anymore, it felt like her wolf was slowly taking control of her. She now snarled as she revealed
Gideon’s POVThe weight of responsibility and leadership was so heavy I felt like it was slowly crushing me.My desk was filled with all kinds of documents and files. My whole day was packed with decision making, security updates, and petrol schedules. The escape of the rogues still didn't leave my







