CELESTE'S POV"H....how did you find us..." Victor was up on his feet in seconds, struggling between trying to find an escape route for himself since we were currently standing right in front of the door."Hello, old friend, I assumed you would be here. Thank you for making it so easy for me." Sam bowed sarcastically, the smile on his face anything but genuine."You should be warned, I am not alone here, you....you are currently surrounded by my partners, you should leave while you still have the chance, I am not going to repeat myself." He tried to threaten, but even he could tell his attempt was futile."Listen, Victor...." I sighed dismissively. "We are not here to ar
SAM'S POV"Why didn't you offer to help Logam search for Victor if you know the possible places to find him?" I knew this question was coming, and I had the answer reserved for it since we were still in the estate. "Because that's not my job in any way. I have nothing against Victor; him being caught will add nothing to my value, nor would him being on the run reduce anything from my worth. I don't waste my energy on what's not for me when I already have a lot on my plate to deal with." I slashed the branches getting in my way. "The least you could have done is just make mention of it; no one would force you to go in search of him." She scoffed from behind me. "So I will have all suspecting eyes on me, thinking I have something to do with his betrayal? Remember, my presence is still questionable. A lot of elders are not just going to dwell on the fact that I helped with investigating Victor’s hideout and getting him caught, they are going to be more focused on how I knew secret loc
CELESTE'S POVOne week.I had just one week until Killian was completely gone, turned into someone else. One week, and then the help I should provide would be useless; one week, and I would have failed in life for the rest of my life. If I don't find a way to eliminate Malthus, I will lose my mate forever.That thought alone was enough to fuel me into acting. I jolted up from the seat again and faced Sam. “I think I need to go, I have to go back to the Moonstone Howl pack, there might be something closer to success than there is here.” I don't know what exactly I was going to do there, but I just can't sit still."What?" Killian and Sam inquired at the same time. Without bothe
JEREMY'S POVWe were on the run for the past couple of days. I knew Killian was a determined bastard, but I had no idea he was this determined, especially when it comes to prisoners. I mean, you wanted to get rid of him anyway. Now that he has escaped, doesn't that make the work a lot more easier for you?"Dammit, I stepped on a pool of mud." Victor winced from behind. That was all he had been doing, wincing and heaving like a child since we left the pack."Well, step out of it, is not that hard, you know." I didn't even bother turning back to glance at him or what he was doing."Exactly what I am doing." There was a bit of an attitude in his voice as he sp
CELESTE'S POVKilliam opened the door, expecting to see only Sam, as he was the one who had knocked. When he saw me behind Sam, he took a step back in what I could only describe as annoyance and was about to vent his anger at his brother when I spoke. "I am just here to pick up something; you don't have to lash out at him." It took a lot of willpower to come up with civilized words to say. I wanted to scream, to explode, to cry on his chest, and ask him why he was doing this to me. But instead, I swallowed uneasily and sauntered to the walk-in closet away from the side of the room where he went. I had some of my father's diaries stored in there, and if I wasn't mistaken, he did mention something about Malthus in it too. My father is a writer. Not like he published books or anything, but he was better off communicating his feelings to his journals. He had lots of them, and I never spared time to read through not even half of them. When I was leaving the Moonstone Howl Pack, I packed
CELESTE'S POVMy emotions were on the loose, swirling all over the place with no way to tackle them. From anger, to fear, to confusion, everything was just jumbled up so bad it's slowly making me insane. I don't know where to start, what to even do, or who to go to. Since Killian had taken over my room and refused to let me in, I have been camping in his, drowning myself in stress and annoyance. No matter how much I despise Logan, I would have reached out to him for help, but I have seen him. He is super busy, pressed to the neck performing Killian's duty, and I am not that evil to add my stress to him, even though I knew he would want to help since it involves his golden Alpha. But since Victor escaped the dungeon, with the help of someone who is still not yet recognized, he has been working his ass off trying to recapture the criminal but so far, I could tell there was no progress. It's at moments like this that I would have felt bad for his mate. The guy barely has time to breathe