Ryan’s POV “This contestant’s vehicle is rudimentary at best, and the design of the turning system is flawed to such a degree that it should be grounds for total disqualification,” Matthew Bedford says confidently into the microphone. The crowd gasps in unison in surprise at the harsh critique o
Cara’s POV I hate seeing my son go through this. I can take the trouble that comes my way. I can handle whatever happens to me. But little Ethan… he’s just a child. I can hardly bear to watch. But I know that my son needs my support. Now more than ever before. I hold strong, trying to make e
Ethan's POV The special guest is Alpha King Alaric Grant?! It’s him! My biological father! At least, I think he’s my father… I don’t know for sure yet if that’s true, but I hope to find out. I told Auntie Ruby that I know who my father is, but she didn’t definitively confirm that it’s Alar
Cara’s POV The surprise of the voice completely shattered the moment that had been occurring between Alaric and I. Snapping from my gaze, I turned in the direction of the voice. As more words rang out, I started to recognize the identity of the speaker. “You and your rude, arrogant child shoul
Cara’s POV My first instinct is to deny Ryan’s words, to claim that I never, under any circumstances, would ever consider getting with Alaric ever again. But when I look over and see my brother’s serious face, his expression so open and supportive, I swallow anything I was about to say. Ryan,
Alaric’s POV I’m up late again. Working. Again. It’s no surprise, really. It’s practically my new routine: wake up, work, eat, work, eat again, work again… and so on, every day a continuation and repetition of the last. “We’ve heard back from BloodyMoon about the project proposal, Alpha King,
Cara’s POV "Is it time yet? Can we go?" Mia shouts excitedly. "Not yet. We need to finish getting ready," I respond for at least the tenth time. "We’re going to DarkWood today!! And Ethan gets to come, too!" Mia exclaims. All morning, she’s been so excited about her hospital appointment in P
I stay calm, determined not to let their comments upset me. “There must be some sort of misunderstanding. I’m looking for some water—” “Good luck finding it!” a she-wolf staff member says bitterly. “We only have the lowly water, not the kind good enough for royalty. You’ll find no water here for y
Cara’s POVBack under the pavilion for another break before the next contest, I sat at one of the picnic tables with my arms stretched out and ice packs over my aching muscles.“There’s no reason for you to participate in the final event,” Charlotte said to me, echoing previous warnings made by both
Cara’s POVThe day was filled with contests with very little time to break in between. As such, I wasn’t able to talk with Alaric, my brothers, or Noel. Instead, though, I filled in the Claw Sisters and Georgie on what occurred.“A secret stabbing is so cowardly,” Charlotte said. “If she had any hon
Cara’s POVAt once, I moved my arm up to shield myself, desperate to protect my vital organs.Yet, when the knife stabbed into me, I surprised to find that the blade pushed back, harmlessly, into the handle. I’d seen such a thing happen in the past, during stage shows. Her knife was nothing more tha
Alaric’s POVWith Colin watching the kids, Ryan, Aidan, and I went to spectate the cooking event. The event itself was being held in a large gymnasium, with special mats set up to protect the typical gym floor. Atop the mats, each contender was given their own section, with their own counters, appli
Cara’s POVThe next day I was somewhat exhausted from the event on the night before. The organizers of the event must have taken that into consideration because today was the last day of rest before the contests started the next day.The cooking showcase was my first event, and I was already nervous
Alaric’s POVI was ready to start throwing hands a minute ago, but now, seeing how quickly and resolutely the BloodyMoon pack came to Cara’s defense, I allowed myself to calm down, at least enough to sit back down and contain myself.My fury at those that had spoken against Cara remained, however, a
Cara’s POVAs we started to move about the stage, following the steps of our routine, I kept an eye on Lilia and her can of paint. I had my suspicions that it was intended for me. At a crucial moment, when we were at the front of the stage, the routine would bring us directly side by side.Perhaps t
Cara’s POVGeorgie asked me to return to my dressing room, where she arrived shortly after carrying the gown that she was supposed to be wearing that evening. On herself, she was wearing a robe.Looking at my own dress still filled me with a sense of mourning. It had been such a beautiful thing, des
None of them seemed even remotely guilty. They were all entirely confident, I could see it in their eyes.Only Lilia wore a different expression. When no one else could see her but me, she seemed smug, smirking. She pointed to a nearby camera.“I’ve been on camera this entire time, too, if you don’t