LOGINMax's POVI continue; "Anyway, last summer I started dating Zahra. We spent a few weeks together at Royal Pack, while I was at camp and she was training with the task force. It was the best summer of my life. I fell in love."I can't keep the smile off my face as a tear slips out."But then in the autumn, she was kidnapped by those rogues who were taking girls."I look up and see them both giving concerned nods, and I manage to swallow the sob down."She was missing, tortured and abused for months. Nearly six months."My voice breaks."She escaped and came home to Bloodmoon.""Is she alright?" my grandfather asks gently.I nod."She'll get there. It's been tough on her. So much has happened, and now..."I trail off and inhale deeply."On her birthday, we discovered we were mates."I decide to leave out the whole knowing she was my mate for a year and the poisoning debacle. It's just too much drama."But she also recognised Xander as her mate."They inhale sharply."At first, I was oka
Max's POVMy uncle holds the door open for me as I enter the office, my grandfather behind me. I had hoped to do this without him, but I guess that's not going to happen."Take a seat, Max," my uncle says, indicating a sofa against the wall facing two armchairs.They both claim the chairs, and I internally groan. Looks like this will be an interrogation then. This move is one of Lucas's favourites for an initial soft interrogation before the dungeons are called for.Great."Start from the beginning. What's going on?" my uncle says, and I frown, playing innocent."What do you mean?"He scoffs."We've not seen you in years. Your family made it pretty clear we weren't welcome in your life, and now you turn up here out of the blue, an Alpha and with a strange scent."I sigh, resting my face in my hands."I had no idea my parents told you that you weren't welcome in my life. I was told you didn't want to be in my life, that you didn't agree with Mum's choice to mate a Beta.""What?" Granda
Max's POV"My turn," my uncle says as we reset.I throw a punch towards him, and like me, he deflects it exactly as we'd been shown before slipping to my outside in one smooth movement.We separate."Can I show you a variation we use?" I ask.He raises an eyebrow but nods.I settle back into my stance, and he comes at me again.Years of drilling the movement take over before I even have to think. This time, I use the edge of my hand to deflect the strike. It's a sharper blow against his forearm and creates just enough separation for me to wrap my hand around his wrist as I slide his arm across my chest and step to the outside. By the time I'm behind him, I have one hand controlling his shoulder and the other pinning his wrist behind his back.One small shift in leverage is all it takes to force him to his knees.He doesn't even have a chance to resist."Ooh, I like that," Gamma Jon says as my uncle stills beneath my grip."Fuck... it's a tiny adjustment, but it makes all the differenc
Max's POVThe dining room is alive with chatter and movement as people settle onto benches carrying plates of food, line up at the serving hatches along one wall, and flit across the room greeting one another.Rows of long tables and benches fill the room, all facing a raised dais at the far end, where a large table is set out. I assume it's for the pack leadership and their families.No one seems to notice me as I enter the room, the hustle and bustle of the early morning proving distraction enough. But as I reach the middle of the room, heads begin to turn.A hush ripples outwards as the people closest to me notice the unfamiliar face. Conversations falter, and whispers follow in my wake.I hold my head high and ignore them.My grandmother smiles as I approach the table."Good morning, Max darling."She stands and presses her cheek to mine.I almost flinch back in surprise, but instead warmth settles in my chest. I can't remember the last time someone greeted me with any kind of aff
Max's POVNone of them laugh."Well, anyway, as I'm sure you can understand... I'm not okay with it."Oscar frowns."But how will that even work? You're four Alphas, with three packs between you. Where will you live? Which pack will Zahra be Luna of? I don't understand the logistics."I shrug again.You and me both."All good questions. I haven't got a clue. Are we supposed to do some kind of time-share arrangement where we each get one week a month with our mate? Or are we all supposed to abandon our packs every few days just to see her?"I shake my head, despair settling heavily in my chest."None of this is her fault. She didn't ask for any of this... but I don't want to share my mate. I've waited my whole life to find her... to have her. And now I'm expected to share her with three other men?"The silence stretches."So what?" Zach growls, his voice low and dangerous. "You're going to reject my sister?""I... I don't really know what else to do.""Even after everything she's been
Max's POVI stare at my phone, the screen black and silent. Nothing. No texts, no calls. I thought maybe Xander would have checked on me... or told me to come home.I take in the room around me. It's comfortable, well-appointed but not fussy. Natural materials, a lot of wood, but it doesn't feel too hillbilly. It's rustic but modern somehow.The view out of the window overlooks the pack. The pack house is set on a slight hill, and beyond it the forest stretches into the distance, with the pack settled amongst the trees. I can see people going about their daily tasks, and there's a steady influx as people start arriving for breakfast.Shit, it's nearly time to go down.I pocket my phone, disappointment still thrumming through me as I leave the bedroom and start down the stairs. My gut churns as I think back over what happened when I returned to the unit house the day before yesterday.***** Flash back*******I run, tearing through the undergrowth.Fuck! Fucking fuck, fuck!My fucking t
Tobias's POVMy forehead is cool where it has been resting against the glass for over an hour, the thrum of the engine and the vibrations of the road nudging my skull every now and then.I am tired. Properly tired. My eyes feel heavy, gritty, but every time I close them my mind drags up images of Z
Xander's POVZach looks about a million times better this afternoon than he did this morning. Heâs sitting up, his leg in a cast but propped comfortably on pillows, smiling as we all walk in.Zahra heads straight to him, and I catch the tears in her eyes before she buries her face against his shoul
Zahra's POVWhen my alarm wakes me, the light outside is still muted, the sun only just beginning to rise. It’s 4:30am and everything is quiet, the kind of silence that only exists before dawn.
Zahra's POVCaptain Thompson presses his lips together at my interruption but doesnât comment further.âNathaniel Henry, Lieutenant,â Henry says beside me, his tone even as Thompson and the rest of the table continue to stare at me.âTess Ward, Private,â says the girl at the end of the table, her v







