Mated in the Shadow of Betrayal

(Approximately Four Years Ago)(Piper POV)I am currently waiting in a dressing room on the fourth floor of the packhouse, studying my reflection in the full-length mirror. My hair and makeup have been done expertly, and my white wedding dress hugs my curves in all the right places. Despite my insecurities, even I have to admit that I look beautiful.My fingers begin to trace the silver and diamond locket on my neck. I find myself desperately wishing that my mother was here with me.Through the open window, I can hear various voices from the wedding guests who are gathering in the courtyard below. I can also hear soft violin music playing, and I can smell the vibrant rose and lily arrangements that have been placed everywhere. And I can feel just a hint of the bright morning sun on my back.Unable to resist the temptation, I walk over to the window and peer outside. Like a magnet, my eyes land on Leo Bloodstone, who is greeting guests. He is tall, super muscular, with dark hair

(Leo Bloodstone POV)My bride has been missing for over five hours. And it has been exactly 4 hours, 15 minutes since anyone bothered to inform me.I do not know what I am angrier about: that this stupid pack allowed her to escape; that they wasted 45 minutes making excuses for her delay coming down for the wedding that we could have used looking for her; or that their trackers are so incompetent that they spent the first half of their search following the fake trail Piper left with her “hidden” wedding dress and heels. The Blue Ridge trackers would probably still be following that trail had my men not pointed out their stupidity. Thankfully, my men are well trained. They immediately noticed that Piper's scent did not carry through the meadow, meaning that although her shoes may have been there, Piper herself never walked through.At this point, my wolf is ready to murder everyone in sight. It is a small miracle that I have been able to prevent him from doing so. As it is, both

(Xander POV)I miss Piper. I miss her so d&mn much it practically hurts. I miss her laugh. I miss her smile. I miss the way that we used to spend hours talking about anything and everything. I even miss the silly practical jokes that she used to pull on me.She was my best friend. My partner in crime. My everything. Well, almost everything. We never kissed much less had sex. Our fathers would have killed us if we even thought about doing that with each other. That does not mean I never thought about going for it anyway, but the timing was never right. Sadly, it still isn’t. Not yet.Sometimes it is hard to believe that Piper left Blue Ridge Pack 1 year, 11 months, 2 weeks, 4 days, and 49 minutes ago. Other times, I miss her so much that it feels like an entire lifetime has passed. Well, a lifetime and 49 minutes. 50 minutes now. Yes, I have been counting every single minute since she ran away.When I helped Piper leave, I was sure that it would only be for a little wh

(Dr. Eggert POV) Piper and I end up talking for another several hours. I originally thought that her confession about sleeping with Leo Bloodstone was a major breakthrough, but like everything with Piper, the story was not as simple as it appeared to be. It took a lot of additional work, a lot of tears, and a healthy amount of sorting through Piper-style sarcasm before I finally got what I thought was the full picture about what Piper has been going through and why she did what she did. By the point that Piper had finally spilled everything, Piper and I were huddled next to each other on the floor. Both of us were crying… although as a professional I am embarrassed to admit it. This is the first time in my career that I have ever felt this invested in a patient. I do not know what it is about Piper that I connect with, or how —as a patient— she seems to see right through me as though she knows the secrets I have hidden. Nor do I understand what it is that makes her so differe

(Leo Bloodstone POV) A year. Blue Ridge Pack and its moron future alpha have kept me away from Piper for a whole f&&king year. My patience is running thin. During the past twelve months, I have personally interrogated almost every single member of Blue Ridge. It is clear that Piper is absolutely loved and adored by her family, friends, and pack members. And that is what confuses me the most. They must know that their efforts —or rather, their future alpha’s efforts— to keep Piper away from me are in vain. Indeed, given the time that has passed, they must realize that I am not giving up. One way or the other, Piper will be mine. The only question is whether Piper becomes mine the easy way, or the hard way. I have a hard time believing that her family and friends want her to become mine the hard way. But time is running out. If I do not get to Piper before her 20th birthday, the “hard way” may be the only option left. I have only seen Piper once through a window, and yet I