Serenity Rising

Serenity POV I had lived here my entire life and had rarely been outside of our territory. The few times that I could leave, was with my father, as he went to visit other Alpha’s for democratic visits. It was not that I was unhappy here, the land was beautiful, the seasons changed rapidly, and we had a harmonious lifestyle. Our pack was beautiful, one side, covered in dense forest with deep rivers, the other was a huge cliff. When I was a pup, that was a huge concern for my father, so he placed a small fence there to prevent any stray little monkeys falling as they play during pack events. Other than the overwhelming pressure I had on my shoulders from the time I could understand my position. My father was an Alpha. I was an only child, and female. I had to work harder, fight tougher and be colder than any man to ascend into my role as his heir. It was not that my pack doubted me, they knew who I was, what I was capable of, and how hard I worked. It was my mother. I love the bones o

Alpha Sam's POV “Let's get Ren out of here ok. You two can search for her” Carson says. He is my daughter's protector. I know he would prioritize her over anything. I lift Ren in my arms and begin to carry her to the front of the pack house quickly. “Sam, you need to take it easy.” He says. My wolf lets out a threatening growl. No one was going to tell me how to care for my daughter in this moment. “I know man but the more you bounce her around, the more blood she is losing, look...” he points out. I glace back at the trail of my baby's blood that has trailed behind me. I feel my heart break as I continue moving. “Carson. Go. Get a car or stretcher... anything we can move her on. You can be faster.” I say, choking on every word. Carson sprints off, throwing himself into the pack house. He must have had some idea come to mind, as that was not what I was expecting. I continue walking toward our pack hospital, carrying my daughter in my arms. I can feel her breathing and hear the whee

Serenity’s POV “So, this is a long story, and may take some time, so, let's go sit over there and get comfortable.” Selene said, pointing to my two chairs and coffee table. It was set up for me to have friends over, with a matching sofa in my suit. Unfortunately, due to how my home life is, I never have anyone over. I can barely hold a friendship down. I mean, I am nice to everyone, and wish for true friendships, and everyone in the pack is amazing to me, but when you must hide half your life from everyone, it isn't easy to keep a friendship going. I smile sadly at the little area my father set up when I started high school. We move over, and I get comfortable in the white chair, upholstered with teddy material. They are extremely comfortable, and I often sit here alone to read... or hide. Selene smiles sadly at me, almost as if she knows what I am thinking. “I know your life has been so hard my child. I didn’t want that for you, and I wish I could have done something... anything t

Alpha Sam's POV The doctor had come out twice to tell me they were still trying to repair the damage to my baby girl. I had stopped staring stoically at the doors after the second time. Now, I am pacing back and forth across the width of the corridor. Spear has been pacing in my mind, making my already out of control anger and anxiety even worse. Carson has slumped down against the wall in the hallway with his head in his hands. Tom and Mylo came back at some point, but I haven't paid much attention to either of them. I know I should be asking about my mate, but I know they would not be here if she wasn’t put in the cells already. I can't stop playing that image in my head. My mates' arms holding my daughter still as she stabbed her straight through the back. The look of shock and fear in my baby's eyes as the blade went in. Her crumpling to the floor, and the smell of her blood in the air. Wait! I freeze in my movement. I smelt blood before she stabbed that knife into her! What the

Alpha Sam's POV They told me they wouldn’t be able to close her wound for another day, as the strain on her body without her wolf present was too much. She would slip away. They had wrapped her up in some kind of tape to keep her insides... well... inside. It was killing me seeing her like this. I sat at her bedside alone, having sent my men away. I needed some time to think. I appreciate their support and presence in my time of need, but I just can think with everyone hovering around me right now. I needed to sort this out in my own mind before I deal with everything else. I sat there, staring at my baby girls face, with a tube down her throat to help her breath, a tube coming out of her neck going into a deep vein somewhere there. Tubes in both her hands with drips attached on either side and monitor wires all over her body. They even left the blood pressure cuff on so that they didn’t have to reattach it ever time, as they needed to monitor it so damn often. I want so badly to hol