Crystal’s POV I looked up at him. I clenched my fists at my side. I remember how Uncle Victor spoke about the Shadow pack. Everyone needed to bow down to Ornyx. They needed to become mindless zombies for him and follow him blindly. Of course I would be expected to do that. "I'm not bowing to
Crystal’s POV The cool water around me felt like a jumpstart I didn't know I needed. For a second I just wanted to be there. Pretend I was anywhere but where I was now. But that was kind of hard to do when my entire body was tense and I didn't know how much time I even had left. I heard some
My mother frowned. "His just a boy, baby. I wasn't around to teach you this but you can't just live for some boy. Especially when you're this young." I shook my head at her. "He'll never just be some boy. He's my mate. He'll always matter more than most. And if I lose him this way... mum, I don't
Crystal’s POV Everyone looked at me curiously. They all seemed fairly young. If I was to guess, they all ranged from maybe sixteen to early twenties. I wondered if they were all like Roman. "Say hi." My mother nudged me. I stared at all of them wondering if one of them would be the one to
Crystal’s POV There were other tents like mine set up. I looked around and saw an array of mostly grey and black wolves. Most were in there wolf state. They would perk up and look at me when Roman and I walked past. He seemed unbothered by the curiosity but I was uncomfortable. If the Si
Crystal’s POV Roman looked at me with a straight and sad face. "Theresa's all I've ever really known as a mother. Meggy and the others - we were raised together. The Shadow pack is my family." "Roman. Family actually loves you." I spoke shaking my head. "Unconditionally." He opened his mouth