Mira’s povI felt him watching me as we got on our horses and trotted through the fields together, and I tried not to think of how I was suspicious of him.He was trying to be nice to me.Yet I don’t want that from him. His eyes behind me upset me more than I would admit.The wind slipped against my face and whispered through my hair, but no matter how cool it was outside or on top of this horse, nothing could seep into the inside of my chest.“I need to go back.” I could hardly hear my own voice. “I have things I’ve got to do.”Lucas looked at me in disbelief. “You’re gonna leave now?”I looked at him, feeling guilty but knowing it was true. “Yeah. I’m sorry. I just… I need some time alone.”He frowned but nodded. “I understand. But… are you sure? We don’t have to rush back.”I shook my head slightly. “I just… have to go.”He nodded as we kept on trotting. He reached out to touch my hand.“Look… if you need someone to talk to I’m here,” he said as I nodded.I pulled my hand away but
Lucas’s povThe wind was gentle on my face as I rode slowly through the palace gardens. The sun was warm in the morning sky and everything smelled so clean of flowers and dewy grass. I looked across to my side… she was also riding beside me… her long hair swayed with the horse’s steps. She looked calm but I knew she wasn’t.I slowed my horse a little to get closer to her. She sensed it and smiled faintly.I turned my face towards her and asked, “What do you feel now your stepfather has gone. What has changed?”She laughed a little bit. It wasn’t really a laugh though, it was more like just air coming out of her lungs. “He was never technically my stepdad,” she said quietly. “But he was pretty close.”Her voice sounded steady but for some reason it made me feel like she wasn’t.“Do you… miss him?” I asked as I wondered what her answer would be.“How about we don’t talk about him?”I nodded. “Alright.” I paused, then smiled at her. “Let’s change the subject then.”“To what?”I chuckled
Lucas’s povI sat in the living room as I drank while watching the tv before me. As much as I was there physically, my mind wasn’t there.Soon I heard loud footsteps as I looked up to see my father showing up with a frown on his face.“I can’t believe it!” He yelled.I looked up. He was angry. His face was red. His fists were clenched.“What happened now?” I asked calmly.He pointed at me. “That Alpha Remy! He’s a fool! A big fool! How can he leave? How can he walk away from the pack now?”I blinked. “What do you mean? Leave how?”He sat down on the couch opposite mine. He was breathing hard. “He’s gone back to his own pack. That’s what he did! After all that planning. After all the talking. And now he just leaves Freya behind like that. What kind of leader does that?”I tried to relax him. “Dad, maybe it’s just temporary. Maybe he had to go handle something—”He cut me off. “No! Don’t you see? Don’t try to cover up this mess! This is a disgrace! A shame! He is supposed to be focused
Mira’s povI was in the arcade with Zane again. That place was so bright, and the games were so loud with kids running all over the place. It was really noisy in there but I didn't care. I liked anything that would make me forget about Kayden.Zane was playing on one of the shooting games. Her smile was evil as she focused on the fun she was having.‘I met a boy yesterday,’ she said, still staring at the screen.“Oh,” I smiled. That was quick. Was she supposed to have moved on so fast from Cameron?“He was tall. Cute too. And guess what? He said I have nice eyes.” she laughed it off.I smiled a little, but my heart wasn’t in it.Zane paused the game and turned to me. “Hey. You’re not listening.”“Yes, I am,” I said.But I wasn’t.“Mira, what the fuck? You’ve been acting weird since we got here.”I looked at her then quickly turned away, “It's nothing.” “Look,” she said again, this time softer. “Tell me what’s wrong?”“I mean… I don’t know.” I sighed. “Is this about Lucas?” She asked
Remy’s povI sank down into the chair in my study, the large one near the window. I rubbed my temples. My head was pounding again. Not from stress, no. From aggravation. There was just so much of it.My whole week had been full of meeting after meeting with pack-elders of Alpha Freya’s pack. And each one was worse than the last. I didn’t know how she did it—how she stayed here; ruled and still had any spunk left over.I shut the door. I could finally breathe. I stepped back and closed my eyes before thinking about the last elder meeting I’d been in earlier.“That’s not how we do things here, Alpha Remy.” The man had sneered.I thought about it. These people had no sense of morality. None of them had any sense of morality and it was looking barbaric. They were animals; they didn't talk or listen in polite matters, they couldn't be talked to or listened to at all.None of them would even understand that maybe things here worked on a daily basis in an orderly manner.I was deep in my tho
Freya’s povI sat down at the table, my partner Alpha Remy joining me. It had only been officially a week since we announced that we'd be running the pack together – just one short week, and I was exhausted.The dining room was quiet again. Empty except for us two. My daughters Jamie and Mira refused to join us once more. I didn't blame them. Tension had been building.I looked over at Remy. He was eating slowly, staring at his plate. I waited three seconds and said, “So? What’s do you think?”Remy took another bite of food, wiped his mouth with a napkin then glanced in my direction.“What do I think?“ he asked. “Yes. About the pack. About how we’re handling things. Do you think we should do something about it?”He inhaled deeply.“I think… your pack needs to change a lot,” he said, plain and cold.I paused, blinking. “What?”“It’s the truth.”“You can’t be serious.”“What did I say? My pack is doing pretty fine. They are disciplined. Civilized. Organized. Your pack is… not that.”I