Trinity POV
Where am I? Did I die?
I look around, but I see nothing except darkness. There is no grass, dirt, or floor under me, but I don’t feel like I’m floating. I tilt my head and stomp my foot.
My confusion continues when my foot hits something hard, but I can’t see whatever it is.
I take a deep breath as questions swirls through my head.
Wait. There is absolutely no scent or smell at all in the air either or a breeze.
What is going on?
Reluctantly, I take a small step forward, testing to make sure I won’t suddenly fall through the darkness.
I breathe a small sigh of relief when again, my foot settles on something hard. But what is it?
A flicker of light pulls my attention up and to the image in front of me. It is me in my wedding dress. The long flowing white satin fabric glistens under the lights at the church, while the soft fabric hugs my body and shows off my curves.
I remember this. It has happened only a few hours earlier. That is if this is right after I lost consciousness.
The image is frozen like a picture in a frame hanging on a wall.
A crease forms along my forehead. Why am I seeing this now? Shouldn’t I be having my entire life flashing before me if I’m dying?
I tilt my head and look a little closer at the image.
My arm is intertwined with my father’s as we enter the church. My father radiates the biggest smile I’ve ever seen, and it is full of pride. He puffs his chest out a little further than usual as his alpha aura radiates off him.
His stylish black tuxedo looks perfect and adds to his imposing aura, while his black hair is combed and gelled back.
Is there something wrong with this picture? I can’t find anything.
I shake my head but the nagging feel like I’m missing something still eats away at me.
Taking another step towards the image, I scan the rest of the picture. My focus soon stops at Bethany, my maid of honor and my best friend, who is almost out of the picture. Only a portion of her is visible, but that is enough.
I tilt my head at the strange, almost irritated look she has. Did I do something wrong? Think. What happened right before we walked down the aisle?
I rake through my brain, trying to remember, but I come up with nothing. We didn’t fight or have any harsh words. As far as I know, everything about the wedding had been going along just as we had planned. There doesn’t seem to be anything that would have caused her to have the faint scowl she has.
If I didn’t know her better, I would have missed it.
She is usually a happy-go-lucky person all the time. She very seldom doesn’t smile, and it is very odd she isn’t smiling at my wedding.
Why is that?
Suddenly, the image swings around to the groom and his groom’s men standing up at the front of the church. Each of the men has a different expression, but it is my brother’s heavy scowl at the end which pulls my attention to him.
Our conversation at the table later during the reception rolls through my mind. I know he doesn’t like what I’m doing, but does he hate it that much? He never argued with me about it or protested to our father about it.
If looks could kill, the look of disgust and anger would have done me in right then and there. Does he really want the alpha title so badly?
Pain suddenly shoots through my entire body.
I collapse to my knees, hoping my wolf will take over and ease the burning sensation shooting through my veins. It almost feels like my blood is on fire.
My vision blurs as my eyes fill with tears and I curl up into a ball. With each moment, I hope the pain will go away and my wolf will make me better, but all I hear is silence and my own cries of agony. My wolf doesn’t make a sound. She doesn’t even come forward in my mind. There is absolutely nothing.
Fear grabs a hold of me.
What has happened to my wolf? If I lose my wolf, does that mean I’m dead?
Silently, I pray to the moon goddess like I did in the alley when the darkness was engulfing me.
Please, save me. I don’t want to die this young.
The pain intensifies and pulses not only through my veins but also through my muscles. Every part of me is on fire and pushes me to the edge of my sanity.
Help! Someone help me!
The pain slowly eases.
When the burning gets to where I can move again, I slowly sit back upright. A dull annoying pain still pulses through me, but it is better than before.
Thank goodness. The moon goddess must be listening to my pleas of help.
The image in front of me suddenly changes to a conversation I had with my father months before when he was trying to convince me the arranged marriage would be the best for everyone.
Like with the previous wedding pictures, I take a closer look.
When I originally had the conversation with him, I saw nothing out of the ordinary. It all looked like normal business. The only difference was this was a rather uncomfortable topic for me. I had never thought I would marry anyone who wasn’t my mate, but at 20, I still hadn’t found my mate. Rumors had started around the pack that I would never find my mate or that I’m mateless. I never once gave it a second thought, but now, I don’t know if that is true or not.
If I’m mateless, it could be seen as the price to pay for being a female instead of a male as first born. I wouldn’t have to go through any of this if I was born second and my brother was the firstborn.
I don’t have to hear what my father is saying to know what is going on in the picture. His victorious look is the same one he had once I had given in and agreed to the arranged marriage.
I lean in closer to the image and freeze.
My heartbeat quickens.
The look of relief is one I remember, but it is the look of fear hidden in the back of his eyes which I don’t remember.
Why would he fear anything? He is the strongest alpha in the area. The only other alphas stronger than him are on the other side of the world. None of them are remotely close to us physically for him to fear them. Plus, they are all good friends with my father.
This doesn’t make any sense. What is going on here?
Pain slices right through my head, and I double over in agony.
I grab the sides of my head, fisting a handful of hair, and scream, “Ugh!!! Make it stop!”
My head throbs with each word, which also echoes through my ears and amplifies them to the point my headache boarders on a migraine.
I pull at my hair, but it adds to my pain.
If my wolf was here, she would know what to do.
Tears roll down my cheeks, while I hope it will all stop soon. But my hope quickly fades as the pain increases.
Before I can figure out what is going on, the little light present fades, and darkness quickly engulfs me.
Lance POV I stand in front of my father’s office door, but no matter how I try, I can’t bring myself to knock. Dread creeps over me, and I’m frozen on the spot. What does he want? I don’t fear anything but my father. He is the only person who has the power to defeat me, but his disappointing looks are what hurts me the most. I know he has wanted me to take over for him, but he has agreed to allow me to spend some time exploring the world on my own before I take the crown. A part of me hopes he will skip me and put my younger brother on the throne instead, but I wouldn’t be so lucky. An image of the injured blonde wolf flashes through my mind. I take a deep breath and raise my hand. Knock. Knock. My father’s curt voice bellows, “Come in. You have been waiting out there long enough.” Gulp. I can do this. Before I lose my courage, I walk into his office. “You called for me.” My father looks up from his desk and the various piles of papers scattered across it. H
Trinity POV A slight ache pulses down the middle of my head, but it isn’t anywhere close to the agonizing pain I was feeling earlier. I keep my eyes shut, hoping it will go away. To my frustrations, the slight ache continues. Tentatively, I open my eyes. I’m still in the same place as before. Where exactly is it? Why am I here? Am I stuck in some kind of limbo? Do I need to do something before I can go somewhere else? Questions continue to roll through my mind. My breath hitches. Where is my wolf? She hasn’t said anything or moved around. Where is she? I couldn’t have been injured so badly that my wolf retreated into the shadows. An alpha should always hear their wolf, no matter how injured you are. Fear washes over me. No. I can’t lose my wolf. That would be the end of me. A bright light flashes in front of me. I quickly squint and hold my hand out in front of my face, shielding myself. The light dims and another image, like before, appears in front of
Lance POV My heart races as the doctor pauses for a moment. “Maybe we should go into her room.” I nod and turn towards the end of the hall. My feet move a little faster than normal, but I fight against it and keep a steady pace alongside the doctor. Once inside the room, the doctor shuts the door. As soon as he turns towards me, I practically pounce on him. “What is it, doc? Did something bad happen, or is she not going to recover?” He shakes his head. “It isn’t anything like that. I think we’ve gotten her identity figured out. There were several posts online about a wedding happening over in New Moon pack with their first ever female alpha heir to a guy from Dark Moon pack. I can do some more digging, but since there are very few female alphas with this strong of alpha blood, I can assume this injured wolf is her.” I glance across the room at the hospital bed and the unconscious blonde wolf. “I would agree with you. Did you hear about anything or what happened?” “Sor
Lance POV Like I’ve been doing for the last few days, I march into the hospital and towards the private room. People scurry out of my way as my heavy footsteps echo through the halls. Just like every other time, the closer I get to Trinity’s room my frustrations and anger slowly melt away. I still can’t explain what is happening to me, but I know for sure I’m not liking it. My cold exterior is what I use to put fear into others. If I don’t have that, how can I rule as the king. A king should be feared by all. My father is. As I approach the nurse’s station, a young nurse dashes towards me. “Prince! Something has happened!” I immediately stop and whip my focus around towards her and bark, “What?” Fear flashes across her face, and she stumbles to a stop. Quickly, she lowers her head and soft mumbles, “She has shifted.” I shake my head. “What? Who has shifted?” My lip twitches up in irritation. Her hand trembles as she raises it up and points down the hall. “Trin…”
Lance POV This can’t be possible. I blink, but it doesn’t change. I run my bloody finger along the deep gouge on Trinity’s cheek and my chest tightens. My father steps closer to the bed and grunts, “What is it? Did something go wrong?” My eyes widen and drift over to him. The words to explain it run through my head, but when I open my mouth nothing comes out. They are stuck on the lump in my throat. I move my mouth, but still nothing comes out. Confusion flashes across my father’s face. His patience runs thin as he barks, “Tell me what is going on.” His command has me instinctively responding as I mumble, “It is gone.” His face scrunches up as he stares at me. “What is gone? I don’t understand.” He turns his attention back to Trinity and slaps my hand away from her, before sliding his thumb over the area where the deep cut had been. He instantly realizes what I’m referring to and snaps his eyes back up to me and gasps, “The cut. It is gone.” In a daze, I nod.
Trinity POV Warmth fills my throat and slowly radiates out. A man grunts, “How long do you think it will take?” Where is that voice coming from? Another man replies, “I don’t know. We will have to wait and see.” Wait and see what? As the warmth creeps across my body, all my aches slowly disappear. My eyes slowly flutter and open. The bright light instantly blinds me, and I quickly close them again. I breathe a small sigh of relief because I’m out of the crazy limbo place. Shuffling sounds around me pull my attention back to reality. I’m finally awake. I open my eyes again and find a godlike man with short brown hair and warm caramel brown eyes standing on one side of the bed. The gold flecks in his eyes sparkle and lure me to him. The warmth from earlier continues to spread through me, making the tips of my fingers and toes tingle. A gruff voice pulls me to the other side of the bed. “How do you feel?” The authority those few words hold puts me on edge and ma
Trinity POVLance’s words echo in my head. He gave me his blood. My stomach lurches forward. What does he mean by that? The King waves his hand towards Lance and then me. “I had him feed you his blood. When he smeared his blood on your face, your cuts instantly healed up. The same seems to be true for you to him too. I forced him to do a test and cut his hand. I then pricked your finger. Your blood instantly healed his cut. I don’t quite understand why. He can heal people but not instantly like this and never was there someone can heal him like this. It is very strange. But we are also keeping this little bit of information to just the three of us. Okay?”His last word rings out with an air of authority and is more of a demand than a question. I swallow hard and nod. “Okay.”I glance to my side at Lance. Is he a healer? I’ve heard about them, but I have never met any before. My moment of confusion then snaps back to the part where Lance fed me his blood. A wave o
Alpha Edward POV“WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN’T FIND MY DAUGHTER!!!” My words fly out of my mouth and slice through the air while my blood boils. The vein along my face pulses hard and echoes in my head, but I don’t care. My daughter and the heir to the pack is missing! We need to bring her back!I drill my glare into each person as I scan the room, letting them know this isn’t the time to hold anything back. Seldom do we use the elder’s meeting room, but it is one of the few places within the pack where I can talk to my ranking officers and the elders with no one being able to ease drop on us. The room has been soundproofed and is large enough to handle all of us. I can scream until I’m hoarse, and no one outside will hear a thing. My burning glare stops at a small group of my top security personnel. “TELL ME HOW YOU ARE UNABLE TO FIND HER!! IT IS YOUR JOB TO KNOW WHERE SHE IS AT ALL TIMES!!”The group of four coward backwards and lower their heads but only provide me with sil