Aláine's Point of View Later that afternoon, I was sitting reading. Zara was off with Noah, and Kristof had been out on business. I wondered what I would be doing once I was a werewolf and Luna. Was I going to be spending a lot of time sitting doing nothing, or would I have some form of work that kept me occupied and fulfilled? Would I have to give up work? "Aláine! Where are you?" called Kristof. I came running. "Is everything all right?" I asked. Kristof smiled in his seductive way and crooked his index finger. I walked right up to him, smiling back at him, "You called?" Kristof grabbed me and sunk his nose into my neck, breathing in my natural scent. He said I smell of sweet blossoms. It was a sweet scent that only I, his mate had. His was the smell of grass after the rain. I had looked on the internet to find out that the scent was called petrichor. What a nerd I was. "Follow me," he said as he led me upstairs to the bedroom. Was he going to try and seduce me again? I loo
Olivier's Point of View I was getting so sick of Viktor now, with his crazy rants. When I first met him, I knew he had been through hell, but I never thought he'd be this bad. When you were a rogue with no pack, there were not a lot of choices, so for better or worse, I had thrown my lot in with him. I was not sure who turned me, six months ago, but when I had my first change into being a werewolf, Viktor found me and helped me cope with it all. Now, Viktor had declared himself Alpha and made me his Beta. We had to do some weird blood ceremony to bind us. He said our pack was to be made up of human-turned-werewolves only. No wolf-born were allowed, fated mates or not. I could see where he was coming from. Every wolf-born we had come across was as arrogant as Viktor had told us they would be. While we were reconning a pack to see if we could take out their Alpha, we came across a human who was to become this Alpha's mate. Viktor had become obsessed with this human. Admittedly,
Kristof's Point of View Aláine and I arrived at the restaurant and drove into a secure car park. It was obviously exclusive, and there were guards at the entrance. I liked this place because the owner, Rickard, was a werewolf from one of the neighbouring packs, who was part of my father's kingdom. The same one that owned the nightclub where I met Aláine. I knew him personally because he had trained Frederic. His pack was very city-oriented, which was strange because most werewolves prefer to live away from humans as my pack did. We had our own reasonable town on privately-owned land with many businesses and even a couple of schools. Our pack was thriving, with only a few having to deal with humans. When we entered, many of the upmarket customers were staring at us. There were a lot of humans here, but I noticed some werewolves, a fae and even a vampire. There was undoubtedly a mix of patrons. Some of the men were leering at Aláine, and it took a lot of my self-control to keep wal
Kristof's Point of ViewI could see Callie and Noah belted into the upside-down car. Noah appeared to be moving, probably trying to get out, and it was hard to see if Callie was okay. Given that Noah wasn't raging, Callie was probably fine. The two men were beside the car looking in through the broken windows. Aláine pointed to the man standing by Callie. He looked pissed off, but so was I. As we stopped the car, I noticed that the man Aláine pointed to had seen the real Aláine. The bastard was smiling, and it was sending me into a rage."Stay here!" I yelled to Aláine as I got out of the car.I stood facing one of the strange men while he circled, looking for a way to attack me. The man was as Aláine had described him. This was the man who tried to abduct her. He had put his filthy hands on her. I could feel my anger rising, but I needed to stay in control. I needed to protect Aláine."Well, I finally meet you Wolf-born," he said grinning, "and I see you brought your mate."He sniff
Michel's Point of View"Callie and Noah have just driven out of the underground restaurant car park now," I mind-linked to Kristof, "and the black van that was following you has taken the bait.""Thanks, Michel," Kristof answered.Now it was starting. My job was to tail the van following the decoy vehicle to ensure they weren't hurt. So far, it was going to plan. I was worried about my little sister Callie's idea because she was putting herself in danger. However, I was also proud of her for coming up with the idea of making them think she was Aláine. She was wearing the same dress and had her hair in a similar hairstyle. Hopefully, this would work.We followed the van along the central street where the restaurant was. It was relatively long, but eventually, we would need to turn off to get to the highway leading out of town. This would lead them to the packhouse. We didn't want to get that far, though. It was our idea to corner them between our vehicles and capture them. To help me
Aláine's Point of View"Arghh!" exclaimed Kristof clasping at his chest where the dagger was embedded."No! Kristof!" I screamed as I struggled against Olivier's grip."Silver, Wolf-born," his opponent crowed with glee. "It will poison your body, weakening you, and your mate can watch you die."Before my eyes, Kristof started to change shape. White hair began sprouting from his skin. His hands elongated and became dangerous looking claws. I could hear his bones snap and break, moulding themselves into a new form, taller and broader than his human aspect. His ears became pointed into wolf's ears, and his face contorted. The jaw and nose area pushed forward, remaking themselves into a snout. Finally, his teeth elongated, becoming fangs. In a mere 30 seconds, Kristof had transformed into a magnificent white Lycan with the same gold-tipped fur, standing well over two metres in height."Silver does not affect me," he said in a deep gravelly voice, pulling the dagger out of his chest befor
Aláine's Point of ViewThere was a screeching of brakes and looking up, I could see another van had arrived. Michel and the two soldiers got out of the vehicle."Sorry, Alpha, We've been following the wrong van," Michel said. "They played us at our own game.""Damn!" growled Kristof.My heart dropped into my stomach as I grew more and more disheartened. Every word they spoke confirmed that their lives had been in danger because of me. Viktor, now I knew his name, was after me. He wanted to kill Kristof to get to me and was willing to kill anyone who got in his way. What the hell had I done to incur his attention and apparent anger?"Arrange for a tow truck to clear up this mess. The rest of us will need to go back to the packhouse and debrief," said Kristof.His voice dragged me back into reality. I looked up at him when he took my hand."Let's go back to the packhouse," he said, "I'll explain it then."On the journey back to the packhouse, I sat in silence, staring out the window."A
Viktor's Point of View"Fuck!" I screamed at my men. "Why is he immune to silver? Someone find out why he couldn't be harmed!"How the hell did werewolves become immune to silver? When I killed other werewolves, they weren't immune to silver. I even had a pair of those silver daggers made especially to take out wolf-borns. Now I was down a dagger because that woman, my supposed to be mate, had it.Which of my men screwed this up by not getting me enough information? All my plans were laid to waste because one of them didn't get me the required knowledge. Someone was going to get punished over this. I just had to figure out which one it would be. Not Olivier. I had just made him Beta, and compared to the rest of them, he was one of the smarter ones. Why couldn't I have followers almost as intelligent as me? With my luck, I ended up with the stupid ones."Beta Olivier!" I demanded. "Find me some humans who are intelligent and strong. I will need to turn them. Unfortunately, they won't