Alaric’s POVWork has kept me busy these past few days, tying me to my office and my desk more than I would otherwise like.But proposals needed approved and papers needed signed. Though my heart remained in BloodyMoon pack lands, I couldn’t abandon all of my responsibilities to pursue it.Besides,
It was all just a dream. A horrible nightmare, reminding me of my many mistakes of the past.If I didn’t go through with the wedding…If I had accepted my feelings for Cara, keeping her close rather than pushing her away…If I hadn’t driven her to run away from me…Maybe our child would still be ali
Cara’s POVAs the revelation of my identity as Aylon won’t be revealed until much later this evening, I dress in my less elaborate beta work clothes for the beginning of the festivities.In the morning, and most of the afternoon, I will be assisting with the preparations and behind the scenes work a
Cara’s POVEamon had such kind words for me and my dress, but he himself is also stunning in his white fitted suit with golden trim along the collar and cuffs.He wore a red vest under his white jacket, with a golden crest of the BloodyMoon pack emblazoned upon it.The gold in the white gives him a
For better or worse, that spotlight is about to come for me.As Eamon and I stand backstage behind the curtain, Alaric and his beta John approach from the other side.When Alaric spots me, he stops, stunned by the sight of me.Alaric:"...Cara?!"His eyes are slightly wide, his lips parting.He doesn
Alaric’s POVShock strikes through me like a lightning bolt, leaving me rooted to the spot.For a long moment, my mind is fully blank, as I take in the sight and the words of the host.Cara… is Aylon Auburn?She is the BloodyMoon beta?!It doesn’t seem real. Maybe I am dreaming again. Subtly, I pinc
Alaric’s POVIn reality, I’ve only waited for Cara’s response for a handful of seconds....and yet, somehow, it still feels like forever.This is nothing but a simple request for a dance, and yet it is so much more.If she rejects me in this, perhaps she is rejecting me in every other way as well.S
Eamon’s POV“Yes, and then when I told him to… he…”My voice trails off as I realize the person I’m talking to is not listening to me at all. His gaze is thoroughly distracted to something on the dance floor. Glancing around me, I realize that he is not the only one.Nearly everyone in the room is l
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
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