LOGINCrystal’s POV I was taken aback. For a few seconds I was speechless. I opened my mouth expecting no sound to come out but I was wrong. "Was?" I was offended and it clearly showed. Tristan chuckled. "What's so funny?" I whined. "Why did you change your mind?" After the year Tristan and
I learnt as much as I could about leading the pack. I still didn't know how Tristan did it. I had barely just graduated high school and all these people looked at me waiting for guidance and protection. It was daunting and nerve racking but I tried my best. The AAP training helped too. I was g
Crystal’s POV (One year later) I learnt to speak in silence. At least around Tristan. When he got too quiet, I knew it was time to get him to a place of isolation where he could sit in his grief without the whole world watching him. I could tell the pack wasn't the same and though our loss
Roman still hadn't returned and I could tell Crystal was worried even though she didn't voice it out. Probably worried about what I might think. But I guess seeing as to how Roman had helped us both escape, maybe I could try to overlook my intense dislike for the guy. Meggy had gotten up sayin
Tristan’s POV When I woke up I was only partly aware of where I was. It was dark but I could still tell I was in the woods. The leaves on the trees rustled with the cool air. They blocked the sky but through the spaces I could see a scattering of stars. When I looked forward I saw a girl wit
Crystal’s POV Never in my life did I ever think I would hear Joshua Melrose say those words. I knew this was technically a dream but it couldn't have prepared me for how dazed I still felt. Mikey's mind space had seemed so scattered and disorganised. But just like Tristan's, it had been in a r
"I'll gladly do the decapitation myself." Raphael spoke. Bridget sighed. "No suicide missions, guys. I mean it." "Suicide and willing to die for our alpha are two different things." Peter spoke. Bridget looked exhausted and I wasn't just saying that because of her appearance. She looked drained.
I saw Bridget wince as Jasmine helped set her down on Tristan's bed. "You really shouldn't be up." Jasmine spoke looking half concerned and half angry. Bridget waved her off as she lifted her legs onto the bed as well. It was so obvious that she was in pain. Not just from her facial expressions b
More voice grew and became louder in protest. I flinched. They all wanted my head. And Tristan wasn't here to save me anymore. "Enough." Bridget's voice wasn't as loud but it seemed to carry enough weight. The room quietened down. She leaned back in the chair. Her eyes facing straight ahead. "
FLASHBACK The alpha is my mate. The alpha is my mate. It didn't matter how many time I repeated it to myself, none of it seemed to make sense to me. But then why couldn't I get him out of my mind? Why did I keep thinking about him each and every second. Why did I feel the need to memorise e







