Cara’s POV “To our success!” Eamon raises his champagne glass in a toast, and the rest of the family gathered raises our glasses, too. “To the good fortune of Pack BloodyMoon!” My brother Aidan cheers before putting the glass between his lips, gulping down the alcohol quickly. “Good fortune? I
Cara’s POV “When do you leave?” My brother Colin asks Landon with furrowed brows. “Next week.” Landon replies, keeping his answer as short as possible. “So soon?! You won’t be here for Christmas….” I say, realizing the timing aloud. I already know the children will be so disappointed… “What?
Cara’s POVIt’s been six years since I felt the presence of my wolf, Lucy. Six long years.There are so many aspects of having a wolf that I miss, but perhaps the thing I miss most of all is the feeling of transforming.During the full moon, werewolves shift into wolf form and run free, letting natu
Mia’s long wet tongue licks me across the cheek affectionately and I laugh heartily at the gesture. I stroke her little ears, petting softly, and a soft sigh escapes Mia’s chest.Suddenly, she starts panting heavily. I grab a dish of water, thinking it might be her body’s thirst from the energy need
Cara’s POV The Pack DarkWood hospital is eerily quiet. I only saw a handful of people as I rush through the lobby, a stark contrast to the usual droves of people coming and going. But, of course. It was the full moon. Most of the hospital staff would be offsite tonight, if not outside runnin
Cara’s POV Somehow there were enough people present in the hospital on this night to witness this completely out-of-nowhere proposal. The sound of applause and “Awww”’s fills my ears. “How romantic!” someone shouts. Is this really happening. Hapeening when my daughter’s life and humanity is
Leaving only the roses, still in their place. I merely stare at him as he walks away, not bothering to respond. “Thank you,” I say quietly to Alaric. “He was quite… insistent…” I say. Alaric cocks an eyebrow at me. He opens his mouth to speak, but is interrupted by Dr. Marlow, who sticks her h
Cara’s POV I watch my daughter’s chest rise and fall in a slow and steady rhythm, sleep finally taking a firm and well-deserved hold on her. My head is spinning with complicated emotions. This isn’t the first time Mia has asked me to give her a Daddy. I know her little heart yearns for a father…
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
Cara’s POVIn my mind, there could only be one person responsible for this: Lilia.The beautiful embroidery, torn out. The rainbow-shimmering lace, in tatters.It had been such a gorgeous dress, a true work of art.To see it destroyed like this sent an icy chill down through my veins. This was worse
Cara’s POVThe night of the opening ceremony came much quicker than anyone would have liked. Even me. I’d been preparing as best I could for the events, and spending as much time with Alaric whenever possible to help revitalize Lucy.So far, I mostly just felt tired, not prepared, and Lucy remained