Cara’s POVI didn’t mean the words as harshly as I said them. It had been a combination of frustrations that had built up to this moment.I hated that this was happening to me. I felt incompetent that I could reach my wolf and guide her back. I also hated how tired I was, how the weakness seemed to
Cara’s POVTwo months later, I opened my front door to the sound of a knock, only to find a familiar florist holding up another bouquet of flowers.“I thought you might be tired of all the roses,” she said. “So I switched it up with our spring flower special.”The bouquet was filled with flowers of
Eamon’s POVNo sooner had I hung up the phone with Alaric than Cara knocked on my door and entered my office. In her hands she was carrying one of the fliers for the Global Princess Competition.I had told Alaric that I wasn’t sure Cara would want to take part in the competition. In truth, I had bee
“A treatment is not a cure,” I said.“Landon has sent back all kinds of different methods too, for reaching my wolf.”“None of those have been successful.”“Yet,” Cara said. “But he keeps searching and I keep trying.”“Maybe,” I said. “If you could have some success recovering your wolf, then maybe
Alaric’s POVAfter hanging up the phone, I kept my hand on it, almost like I wanted to pick it up again. But who would I call? Cara? She wouldn’t want to talk to me, not about anything other than the kids, anyway. And the kids themselves were at one of their after school activities.Now that Mia fel
Alaric’s POVI should have known when Aidan told me where to find Cara, that he would be setting me up for disaster. Yet my foolish heart had longed to see her regardless and went along with what Aidan directed, hoping to catch sight of her.And I had. Through the window of the fancy restaurant, I s
Cara’s POV“Alaric,” I said with shock, surprised beyond all reason to see him standing there. I had been so convinced at the restaurant that I had dreamed him, that I had insisted Noel take me home early. I’d been too rattled to eat.Yet he was here. That could have genuinely been him I saw through
Cara’s POVThe next morning, at the brunch for the contenders of the Global Princess Competition, I arrived early, wanting to make a good first impression. Yet, even though I arrived early, I still seemed to be one of the last few to arrive.The others all turned to look at me as I shuffled through
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