LOGINDorian’s POV“Wake up, Alpha.”“Alpha, please open your eyes.”I could hear soft, worried voices calling out to me. They sounded like they were coming from very far away, echoing through a thick, dark cloud inside my mind. I wanted to open my eyes. I wanted to sit up and ask where my wife was, but my body felt like it was made of cold, heavy stone. I had no strength left in my muscles to move even a single finger.I was floating in a dark, empty space, trapped by the terrible exhaustion and the loss of so much blood.Eventually, the rough bouncing of the car stopped. I felt strong arms lift me up out of the back seat and carry me inside. They brought me straight into the medical room of the pack house. The moment my body hit the soft bed, Alanna dived straight into her duties without wasting a single second. She worked fast, her hands moving quickly as she cleaned the deep cuts on my chest, stitched up the bleeding wounds on my arms, and poured healing medicine over my bruised body.I
Dorian’s POVComplete chaos erupted inside the dark, cold dungeon.YesThe loud roaring of my Alpha voice was still echoing off the stone walls when the remaining men snapped out of their shock. They raised their heavy guns and pulled out long, sharp knives from their belts."Kill him! Shoot him down right now!" one of the big Blackthorn guards shouted at the top of his lungs.A group of six heavy men ran straight toward me, their eyes filled with wild, deadly intent. But I was not playing games this time around. There was no room in my heart for mercy. I knew with absolute certainty that every single one of these men needed to die today if I wanted to save my wife and my little kid. If I let even one of them stand in my way for a second longer, my whole world would be destroyed forever.My inner wolf took full control of my body, fueling my muscles with explosive, terrifying strength.As the first two guards lunged at me with their knives, I stepped forward with lightning speed. I gr
Dorian’s POVI held the small, rough piece of blue glass tightly in my hand. The tiny fragment of the Viremoor gemstone was glowing very bright in the dark. It pulsed with a strong, deep blue light that got brighter and brighter every time I took a step forward. My heart was beating very fast in my chest, but my mind was completely focused. The magical gem was telling me that my wife was very close. My hopes were going up with every second that passed.I had made a big choice to come to this scary place all by myself. I did not bring Aiden, and I did not bring any of my pack warriors. I knew that if the bad men saw a group of guards, they would hurt my sweet little girl right away. I had to be like a ghost in the dark night. I had to rescue Lillian and Celeste alone.I walked quietly through the tall, dead grass near the edge of the old building. But just as I reached the back wall of the dark warehouse, my wolf instincts told me to stop. I quickly pulled my body back into the deep sh
Aaron’s POVLillian stared at me from her spot on the cold stone floor, her eyes wide with deep disgust and disbelief. She wiped a line of blood from her bottom lip with the back of her trembling hand, shaking her head slowly as if she could not believe what she was hearing."You are a sick man, Aaron," Lillian spat at me, her raspy voice filled with absolute disdain. "You are completely insane. You killed an innocent woman, you locked up your own wife in a dirty cage, and you are trying to hurt a little child. You are a sick, broken monster."I turned my body around away from Shantel's iron cell and looked down at Lillian. A loud, booming laugh burst out of my chest, echoing off the stone walls of the dark dungeon"Call me whatever name you want, Lillian," I sneered, taking two steps toward her and folding my arms across my chest. "Say whatever makes you feel brave right now. But let us see how confident and loud you are when my sponsor walk through that door to pick you up. You thin
Aaron’s POVI squeezed her throat as hard as I could. I felt the warm skin of her neck beneath my fingers, vibrating as she tried to pull air into her lungs. Watching her choke brought a deep, dark feeling of pleasure right into my chest. Her face was turning a bright shade of red, her dark eyes wide with pure terror as she scratched feebly at my hands.For a few seconds, I wanted to end it all right here. I wanted to press my thumb into her windpipe until her head fell back and the life left her eyes forever. It would be so easy. It would take away all the pain, all the shame, and all the loss I had suffered because of her and Dorian.But I could not do it. I had strict orders.I hated those orders with every bone in my body. I hated being told what to do by a voice on a phone, but my mysterious sponsor held all the power right now. Their words echoed clearly in my head from our last phone call: “Bring Lillian to me alive. She is the real prize.”That had been the sponsor's secret pl
Lillian’s POVI looked down at my wrists and ankles in the dim light. I had made a mistake when I first opened my eyes. The heavy clinking sound I heard was not from me. I was not tied up in metal chains at all. I was lying on the cold stone floor, completely free to move.I looked up at Aaron. He was standing very close to me, acting very calm and open. He did not have any bodyguards next to him. He did not even have a gun in his hands. He was just standing there with a dark, terrible smile on his face, looking down at me like I was a small insect.A wave of wild, unstoppable anger rushed through my whole body. I forgot about my throbbing headache. I forgot about the sharp pain in my bad ankle. My mind only cared about one thing: my little girl.I jumped up off the cold floor with all my speed and charged straight at him. I raised my hands and grabbed the front of his expensive suit jacket, pushing him back with all my strength."Where is my baby?!" I screamed right into his face. My
Lillian’s POV.The beeping sounds from a machine came first. Then the sterile scent of alcohol and antiseptic. My fingers twitched against stiff sheets, my eyelids fluttering open. I was awake, but everything felt…still.The hospital. I was in the hospital. A curtain shifted, revealing a smiling n
Lillian’s POVShantel stood there for a long moment saying absolutely nothing, which was somehow more satisfying than anything she could have said. The silence had a quality to it. “And before you start thinking about Christine,” I said, “don’t bother. She is already out of the country. Whatever r
Dorian’s POV“We need to move fast,” Lillian said, already reaching for her bag. “Aaron is not sitting still and every day we spend reacting to what he does next is a day he gets further ahead of us. Christine is the most direct line we have to anything he might have left behind and we need to get
Lillian’s POVThe pages were not long but every word on them hit me like cold water thrown directly into my face.Elder Carter’s handwriting was neat and deliberate across the top of the first page, the instructions were written without a name anywhere on them, just references to her, take her down







