Third Person POVThe question about Edwardâs Rogue characteristics distracted Dominic slightly, causing him to fall behind a few steps. He immediately refocused and accelerated his pursuit, pushing his muscles harder to make up the lost ground.The two wolves reached the cliff top almost simultaneously, both panting from the exertion. They reverted to their human forms, bodies materializing from fur and muscle.Standing at the edge of the cliff, they looked down at the steep rock face below. Several emerald green wolf vines swayed gently in the wind, their silver-edged leaves gleaming in the moonlight.Dominic and Edward exchanged a glance, mutual understanding passing between them despite their animosity. They simultaneously took a step toward the cliff edge, each determined to be the one to retrieve the life-saving plant.âWait,â Edward said suddenly, his eyes widening as he looked past Dominicâs shoulder. âLook! Penelopeâs coming?âDominic turned reflexively, his head whipping aroun
Penelopeâs POVI sat in the clinic room, the wound on my arm throbbing faintly beneath the bandages. The pain medication had dulled the worst of it, but nothing could numb the ache in my heart as I stared at Debbieâs small form on the hospital bed.My daughter lay unconscious, her skin unnaturally pale against the white sheets. Tubes and monitoring equipment surrounded her, beeping steadily with each heartbeat.I stroked her little hand with my fingers, willing her to wake up, to open her eyes and call me âMommyâ again.Outside the window, the sky was darkening. Night was falling, and still no word from Dominic or Edward. The wolf vine they sought was Debbieâs only hope, according to the healers.As I watched the shadows lengthen across the floor, a strange sensation washed over me. My heart gave a sudden, painful lurch, as if something important had been torn away. The feeling was so intense I gasped, my hand flying to my chest.âAre you alright?â A nurse checking Debbieâs vitals look
Penelopeâs POVI looked around the room, scanning for any sign of Dominic. The hallway behind Edward remained empty. My gaze returned to Edward, a hint of urgency creeping into my voice.âDidnât Dominic come back with you?âEdwardâs face fell, his expression shifting to one of dejection. He lowered his head, unable to meet my eyes for several long seconds. When he finally looked up, his amber eyes showed what appeared to be genuine sorrow.âThere was an accident,â he said softly. âWe were both trying to reach the wolf vine. It was growing on the cliff face, difficult to access.â He paused, swallowing hard. âWe accidentally fell off the cliff while fighting for the wolf vine.âMy breath caught in my throat.âI managed to grab onto a ledge,â Edward continued. âBut DominicâĶâ He shook his head slowly. âCompetition is competition, but I never thought it would turn out like this.âHis words crashed in my mind, echoing painfully inside my skull. My heart ached as if physically torn in two. A
Dominicâs POVThe wind whipped around me as I plummeted through darkness. My stomach lurched into my throat. Time slowed. Each second stretched into eternity as gravity pulled me toward certain death.I reached out, fingers grasping at nothing but air. The cliff face disappeared above me, Edwardâs silhouette growing smaller against the night sky.My life didnât flash before my eyes like people claimed. Instead, a single face filled my mind: Penelope. Her green eyes, her stubborn chin, the way she protected Debbie so fiercely.âIâm sorry,â I whispered into the rushing air.The ground rushed up. I closed my eyes, bracing for impact. This was it.Something solid crashed into me mid-air. Not the groundâsomething warm and alive. My eyes flew open as strong limbs wrapped around my torso. A powerful body collided with mine, absorbing the momentum of my fall.We hit the ground hard but not fatally. The breath exploded from my lungs. Pain shot through my back, but it wasnât the shattering pain
Penelopeâs POVâHer condition has stabilized,â the healer told me, glancing at the monitors surrounding Debbieâs small bed. âThe wolf vine extract neutralized most of the silver toxin. Your blood transfusion did the rest.âI nodded automatically, barely processing his words. My body felt hollow, like someone had scooped out my insides and left nothing but an empty shell.âShe needs rest now,â he continued. âThe IV will keep her hydrated. With luck, sheâll wake by morning.ââThank you,â I mumbled.The healer patted my shoulder awkwardly before leaving the room. The door clicked shut behind him. Silence settled over us.I stared at my daughterâs face. Her color had improved. Her breathing came easier now. The immediate danger had passed. I should have felt relieved, but the weight on my chest only grew heavier.Dominic. Gone.My phone rang. Ryanâs name flashed on the screen. I grabbed it, heart leaping into my throat.âDid you find him?â I demanded.âWeâve searched the area below the cli
Penelopeâs POVThe world stopped turning. My lungs forgot how to breathe. Edward froze beside me, his face draining of color.Dominic leaned against the doorframe, his clothes torn and bloody, his skin covered in dirt and scratches. His gray eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made my skin prickle. Despite his injuries, he stood straight.âYouâre alive?â Edward asked, his voice oddly flat.âAre you disappointed?â Dominic replied coldly.Something in his tone sent a shiver down my spine. What did he mean by that? I glanced at Edward, whose hands had tightened into fists at his sides.Edward recovered quickly, his shocked expression morphing into relief so perfect it almost seemed rehearsed. âWhat are you talking about? We were all worried about you.âI stood up, my body moving without conscious thought. My feet took one step forward, then stopped. Every cell in me wanted to run to Dominic, to touch him, to confirm he was real and not a grief-induced hallucination. The relief ma
(Penelope)âDominic, I beg you,â I gasped sharply as my mate Dominic thrust into me hard. Each movement sent spasms of pleasure through my body, but something was missing. Love. âPleaseâjust one kissââHe rammed deeper, making me cry out. Sweat dripped from his jaw onto my breasts. It felt so good, but the physical connection felt empty, devoid of any tenderness or passion. Just raw, angry mating we both enjoyed.âA kiss?â he asked contemptuously. âYou think you deserve that?âI stared up at the ceiling, tears sliding down my temples. His hands gripped my hips hard enough to bruise as he continued his relentless pace, making me pant.âIt was an accident,â I whispered brokenly. âHe didnât mean it. He proved it before he diedâââYour adoptive father,â he spat venomously, âmurdered Isabella in cold blood. His death changes nothing.âHis fingers dug into my flesh as he increased his pace. The burning between my legs intensified until I thought I would split apart. Stars burst behind my
(Dominic)I left her room without looking back, though every step made my wolf snarl in protest. The taste of her lingered on my tongue, her scent clinging to my skin. My body was still excited from taking herârough and raw, exactly as she deserved.âAlpha.â My Beta James blocked my path, papers clutched to his chest. âThe council requestsâââNot now.ââBut sir, the border disputesââI grabbed his throat, slamming him against the wall. âWhat part of ânot nowâ escaped you?ââS-sorry Alpha.â He scrambled away the moment I released him.My study door splintered under my fist. Inside, I yanked the whiskey from its shelf, not bothering with a glass. The burn didnât dull the memory of Penelopeâs body molding perfectly to mine, her gasps of pain mixing with pleasure.âDrinking alone?âJames leaned in the doorway, eyebrows raised at the broken door.âUnless you brought actual problems to solve.â I drained the bottle.âMultiple issues, actually.â He dropped a stack of papers on my desk. âThe
Penelopeâs POVThe world stopped turning. My lungs forgot how to breathe. Edward froze beside me, his face draining of color.Dominic leaned against the doorframe, his clothes torn and bloody, his skin covered in dirt and scratches. His gray eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made my skin prickle. Despite his injuries, he stood straight.âYouâre alive?â Edward asked, his voice oddly flat.âAre you disappointed?â Dominic replied coldly.Something in his tone sent a shiver down my spine. What did he mean by that? I glanced at Edward, whose hands had tightened into fists at his sides.Edward recovered quickly, his shocked expression morphing into relief so perfect it almost seemed rehearsed. âWhat are you talking about? We were all worried about you.âI stood up, my body moving without conscious thought. My feet took one step forward, then stopped. Every cell in me wanted to run to Dominic, to touch him, to confirm he was real and not a grief-induced hallucination. The relief ma
Penelopeâs POVâHer condition has stabilized,â the healer told me, glancing at the monitors surrounding Debbieâs small bed. âThe wolf vine extract neutralized most of the silver toxin. Your blood transfusion did the rest.âI nodded automatically, barely processing his words. My body felt hollow, like someone had scooped out my insides and left nothing but an empty shell.âShe needs rest now,â he continued. âThe IV will keep her hydrated. With luck, sheâll wake by morning.ââThank you,â I mumbled.The healer patted my shoulder awkwardly before leaving the room. The door clicked shut behind him. Silence settled over us.I stared at my daughterâs face. Her color had improved. Her breathing came easier now. The immediate danger had passed. I should have felt relieved, but the weight on my chest only grew heavier.Dominic. Gone.My phone rang. Ryanâs name flashed on the screen. I grabbed it, heart leaping into my throat.âDid you find him?â I demanded.âWeâve searched the area below the cli
Dominicâs POVThe wind whipped around me as I plummeted through darkness. My stomach lurched into my throat. Time slowed. Each second stretched into eternity as gravity pulled me toward certain death.I reached out, fingers grasping at nothing but air. The cliff face disappeared above me, Edwardâs silhouette growing smaller against the night sky.My life didnât flash before my eyes like people claimed. Instead, a single face filled my mind: Penelope. Her green eyes, her stubborn chin, the way she protected Debbie so fiercely.âIâm sorry,â I whispered into the rushing air.The ground rushed up. I closed my eyes, bracing for impact. This was it.Something solid crashed into me mid-air. Not the groundâsomething warm and alive. My eyes flew open as strong limbs wrapped around my torso. A powerful body collided with mine, absorbing the momentum of my fall.We hit the ground hard but not fatally. The breath exploded from my lungs. Pain shot through my back, but it wasnât the shattering pain
Penelopeâs POVI looked around the room, scanning for any sign of Dominic. The hallway behind Edward remained empty. My gaze returned to Edward, a hint of urgency creeping into my voice.âDidnât Dominic come back with you?âEdwardâs face fell, his expression shifting to one of dejection. He lowered his head, unable to meet my eyes for several long seconds. When he finally looked up, his amber eyes showed what appeared to be genuine sorrow.âThere was an accident,â he said softly. âWe were both trying to reach the wolf vine. It was growing on the cliff face, difficult to access.â He paused, swallowing hard. âWe accidentally fell off the cliff while fighting for the wolf vine.âMy breath caught in my throat.âI managed to grab onto a ledge,â Edward continued. âBut DominicâĶâ He shook his head slowly. âCompetition is competition, but I never thought it would turn out like this.âHis words crashed in my mind, echoing painfully inside my skull. My heart ached as if physically torn in two. A
Penelopeâs POVI sat in the clinic room, the wound on my arm throbbing faintly beneath the bandages. The pain medication had dulled the worst of it, but nothing could numb the ache in my heart as I stared at Debbieâs small form on the hospital bed.My daughter lay unconscious, her skin unnaturally pale against the white sheets. Tubes and monitoring equipment surrounded her, beeping steadily with each heartbeat.I stroked her little hand with my fingers, willing her to wake up, to open her eyes and call me âMommyâ again.Outside the window, the sky was darkening. Night was falling, and still no word from Dominic or Edward. The wolf vine they sought was Debbieâs only hope, according to the healers.As I watched the shadows lengthen across the floor, a strange sensation washed over me. My heart gave a sudden, painful lurch, as if something important had been torn away. The feeling was so intense I gasped, my hand flying to my chest.âAre you alright?â A nurse checking Debbieâs vitals look
Third Person POVThe question about Edwardâs Rogue characteristics distracted Dominic slightly, causing him to fall behind a few steps. He immediately refocused and accelerated his pursuit, pushing his muscles harder to make up the lost ground.The two wolves reached the cliff top almost simultaneously, both panting from the exertion. They reverted to their human forms, bodies materializing from fur and muscle.Standing at the edge of the cliff, they looked down at the steep rock face below. Several emerald green wolf vines swayed gently in the wind, their silver-edged leaves gleaming in the moonlight.Dominic and Edward exchanged a glance, mutual understanding passing between them despite their animosity. They simultaneously took a step toward the cliff edge, each determined to be the one to retrieve the life-saving plant.âWait,â Edward said suddenly, his eyes widening as he looked past Dominicâs shoulder. âLook! Penelopeâs coming?âDominic turned reflexively, his head whipping aroun
Third Person POVAfter the bandaging was done, Penelopeâs body temperature dropped dramatically. Her teeth chattered uncontrollably as shock set in. The silver toxin, though removed from her wounds, had sapped her strength and left her system vulnerable.Edward reacted quickly. He slipped off his expensive suit jacket and draped it gently over her shoulders. The fabric, still warm from his body, enveloped her like a protective shield.âThank you,â Penelope said weakly, pulling the jacket tighter around herself.Dominic watched the exchange, a pang of jealousy twisting in his chest. He stood awkwardly by the examination bed, suddenly aware he had nothing to offer herâheâd already torn his shirt into bandages.The emergency room doors suddenly burst open with a bang that echoed through the corridor. A healer strode out, his white coat stained with alarming amounts of blood.Dark circles shadowed his eyes as he removed his surgical mask. His expression, grave and exhausted, sent ice throu
Penelopeâs POVI burst through the clinic doors, Debbie limping in my arms. âHelp!â I screamed. âMy daughter needs help!âMedical staff in white coats immediately surrounded us. A female healer with silver-streaked hair took Debbie from me.âSilver poisoning,â she diagnosed immediately, seeing the residue on my daughterâs neck. âGet her to emergency room three!âThey whisked Debbie away on a gurney, leaving me standing in the hallway, my arms suddenly empty. The adrenaline that had kept me going evaporated instantly. My knees buckled, and I collapsed onto a bench against the wall.Trembling overtook my body as I stared at the wounds on my arm. Blood continued to seep through Dominicâs makeshift bandages, dripping onto the white tile floor. I couldnât tear my eyes away from the crimson drops. My vision tunneled, focusing only on the blood that matched what had stained Debbieâs little dress.Edward moved first, squatting in front of me. He took my hands in his, trying to catch my unfocus
Dominicâs POVI leaned across the table, keeping my voice low enough that nearby diners couldnât hear. âThere are many suspicious points about Rubyâs death. The knife wound on her stomach didn't match the mutantâs attack pattern. Your convenient arrival at the scene. The fact that you were the only witness.âEdwardâs face hardened instantly. âAre you implying I had something to do with her death?ââIâm simply pointing out facts,â I replied. âStrange coincidences surrounding you.ââThatâs slander,â Edward said sternly. âBe very careful about making such accusations without evidence, Dominic. My family name carries significant weight in pack politics.ââThreats now?â I asked. âThatâs telling.âEdwardâs lips curved into a cold smile. He abruptly changed the subject. âSpeaking of danger, I hear your pack territory has recently seen frequent occurrences of mutated werewolves. The Council has marked it as a high-risk area, hasnât it?â His tone turned mocking. âHardly seems like you could pro