เข้าสู่ระบบBianca’s Point of View There is a soft knock on my door, but before I can even speak my mother’s voice comes through the door. "Bianca, it's me." "Come in." I say softly and she pushes the door open. She close the door behind her and gives me a small smile. "Emily told you me you haven't eaten yet." She says, placing the food on my nightstand. I sigh, and sit up straight. "Thank you... i just... couldn't sit there..." I murmur and she nods her head as she sits down next to me. "I get it, don't worry." She says squeezing my hand gently. I grab my plate and slowly begin eating. "Did he send you?" I ask, pushing the potatoes around on my plate and she sighs nodding her head slowly. "Yes. He wants me to make sure that you are ready for tomorrow." She says softly. I stare at her for a few seconds before letting out a slow breath. “Of course he does.” I mutter and she gives me a small, tired smile. “You know how your father is.” “Controlling?” “Strategic.” “Same thi
Bianca’s Point of View“You know what you are supposed to say, right?”Damon’s voice cuts through the silence, sharp and expectant.I swallow hard, my fingers tightening around the phone in my hand.“Yeah… I know.”I say, my voice comes out quieter than I want it to as I slowly nod my head.Damon tilts his head slightly, his eyes narrowing at me.“You don't sound very convincing. If you don't...”“I said I know.”I snap at him, cutting him off.He stands and growls at me, but my father slams his hand against the desk.We both look towards him and he exhales slowly from behind the desk.“That is enough. Let her make the call.”He says calmly. Damon scoffs but he sit back down without arguing.“You better not mess this up.”He mutters, glaring at me as he leans back in his chair.My chest tightens, but I don’t respond. I just continue to stare at the phone in my hand.My mother’s hand brushes lightly against mine.“Just breathe.” She murmurs softly and I nod my slightly.“Okay.”I whi
Scott’s Point of View Another link comes in. 'They’re aggressive, Alpha! Not scattering like usual!' 'Are they armed?' I ask. 'No Alpha!' 'Fall back if you have to, but do not get surrounded.' 'Yes, Alpha!' More links flood in. 'They’re pushing harder on the east side!' 'We’ve got injuries!" 'They’re not retreating!' I growl low in my chest. 'Rogues don’t fight like this.' I shoot through the link. 'No, this behavior isn't normal. They hit and run. They don’t coordinate attacks.' The forest blurs around us as we sprint toward the eastern border. The sounds hit us first. Growls. Snarls. Bodies clashing into each other. We break through the tree line, and chaos greets us. There are rogues everywhere. Fighting, clawing, snapping at my men. Our warriors are holding the line, but barely. 'Alpha! Left flank!' One of them yell down the link and I don’t hesitate, I launch straight into the fight. A rogue lunges at me and I slam into him mid
Scott’s Point of View There is a knock on my door and I answer without looking up. "Come in." I mutter and the door opens. “They came back.” Marcus’s voice cuts through the silence. I nod my head, still without looking at him. “I know.” I mutter as I stare down at the map spread across my desk, my fingers pressing into the wood so hard it almost creaks. “They found nothing.” “I said I know, Marcus.” I snap at him, my tone sharper than I intended for it to be, but I don’t take it back and he exhales slowly. “I’m just making sure we are on the same page.” He says and I let out a humorless huff. “Oh, we’re on the same page alright. The page where my mate has disappeared without a trace and every tracker I send out comes back with nothing.” I finally look up at him. “They’re good trackers.” He says with a frown and I nod my head. “They are, but they still found nothing.” I say, shaking my head as frustration begins to build again. “It just doesn’t mak
Bianca’s Point of View“Fuck…”A loud curse cuts through the sleep haze.My brows pull together slightly as I open my eyes, blinking them a few seconds trying to get everything into focus. For a second, I don’t move, I just let my eyes roam around the room.I don’t understand where I am, but then it all comes crashing back.The room.The plan.My head snaps to the side and my eyes land on him.Alpha Asher is sitting up in the bed next to me, one hand pressed against his head, his fingers tangled in his hair.“Shit…”He mutters again under his breath.My heart starts pounding loudly in my chest.I shift slightly and the moment I move, his head snaps towards me.His eyes lock onto mine.And they are completely different than they were last night Cold.Sharp.Distant.Nothing like last night.My chest tightens slightly. “Did we…”He starts, then trails off.His jaw tightens and he clears his throat, dragging a hand down his face.“Did we… sleep together?”He asks, looking back at me.I
Bianca’s Point of View My heart is pounding loudly in my chest as I make my way to Alpha Asher’s room. I stop in front of the door and reach out to open the door, but my hand hovers over the handle. “I can do this…” I whisper, but my voice trembles. My hand moves to my stomach. “I have to do this.” I take a deep breath then I push the door open. The room is dim and it takes my eyes a few seconds to adjust, but as soon as they do, they land on Alpha Asher. He is sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning slightly forward, one hand braced on his knee. The moment I step into the room, his head lifts and his eyes land on me. They’re unfocused and heavy, but the moment he recognizes me, a slow smile spreads across his face. “Well… this is a nice surprise.” He says, his voice slightly slurred. My chest tightens as I realize that he is really out of it, and somehow… that makes this worse. I close the door behind me slowly. “You should be resting.” I say softly and he huffs out