FRANKIE POV (16 yrs old/ 4 yrs ago)
Alpha Tom chuckled. “I bet you have been going a bit stir-crazy being bedridden for so long. I don’t think I remember a time when you ever chose to be inside during the summer.”
“Nope. Never.”
“Has the doctor not been in yet? Have you been cleared?”
I looked over at my parents before answering and caught the expression on their faces. I was silenced through glares.
Noticing my hesitation, Luna Margie stepped over my answer and informed us all that she had already asked the pack doctor to stop by, and he’d be there shortly.
I was relieved by that, but I knew I would hear all about their disapproval and embarrassment later from my parents.
“Oh, that's not necessary. What's one more week to ensure she's all healed up in time for school? It is her final year, and she shouldn’t be distracted.” My mother stepped forward and pulled me from Luna Margie's arms and over to her side. Her grip on my arm was tight. Too tight for someone who had lost their wolf years ago.
“Afraid she might try and run away?” Oliver called my mother out while his eyes stayed focused on her grip on my arm.
My mother loosened her grip immediately and smiled.
“It’s just emotional for us all. This is the first major injury that Francis has ever had.”
The Alpha pair nodded, but Oliver continued to stare my mother in the eyes silently.
There was a knock on the door. It was perfectly timed as I was unsure who would snap and attack first; Oliver, who was still staring my mother down with a burning rage within his eyes. He was always protective of the females he cared for, which only made me swoon deeper for him. Or my father, who didn’t like how his chosen mate was being treated in her own home. Oliver wasn’t the Alpha, which my father took as an insult directed towards him.
“Alright, let’s take a step back, everyone. Remember, we are here to discuss Frankie’s recovery as well as figure out if she wishes to retest for the competitions.” Alpha Tom raised his hands to calm the growing tension in the room.
Shit! I wish Alpha Tom hadn’t asked this in front of my father. I knew he would want me to, but I wanted to wait for next summer.
“Of course, she will be retesting. She is a Gamma pup and deserves to be recognized as such. She will retest.” My father stated matter-of-factly. My mother nodded alongside him, but was still wary of Oliver, who was still on edge.
There was a second knock, reminding us that someone was still waiting at the front door. My father made a move to answer, and I took this chance to be honest.
“I want to wait for next summer to retest in the placement trials. School is only a few weeks away, and it's not fair to everyone else to be potentially displaced because of this.” I kept my voice even, despite the struggle, especially when I saw my father's tense posture, and he slowly turned back to look at me.
I’d seen it then—the look of a man who is moments from snapping. I subconsciously took a step closer to Oliver. I didn’t even realize I did it.
My father had never struck me, but there was something about the way he looked at me. I felt unsafe in that moment.
“I think that is a very mature and wise decision. I will make sure you are on the list to challenge for a higher rank so that you can place higher and get you to the level you were meant to be.” Alpha Tom nods with a smile.
I watched my father's fist clench and release before he took his eyes from me and moved them to Alpha Tom.
“If that is what she wishes, and you support it, then of course.” He strained each word through his gritted teeth and turned the knob to open the front door.
It wasn’t the pack doctor as we had anticipated. It was Aiden, and he looked angry when he saw me.
“Frankie, I need you to go change!” Aiden growled. It confused me. When did he start caring about what I wear? And who was he to tell me what to wear?
“Excuse me?” I frowned and glared at him. “I will wear what I want in my own home, thank you.”
“Not when there are unmated men around you, you won’t. Now go and change!” He growled.
“Son, you have no right to—” Luna Margie started to step forward and defend my stance on this order from him.
“I do when it comes to my mate!” he shouted, and the room went silent.
My face paled in horror.
No! Anyone but Aiden. I begged within for the Goddess to hear me. Anyone else but him, please!
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ARIA POVMy heart clenched at the thought. My wolf, Lyra, whimpered. She was a sister to us, and she was hurting without anyone to help her through it. Sure, she could have technically come to talk to us, but I know my parents were determined to make this marriage work. Had Frankie gone to them? Did they tell her to grin and bear it for the term dictated? It sounded like something they might do, although they didn't fully understand the extent of her misery. Did she go to Oli? He’d become distant and cold after the wedding. Were they still even friends?I had too many questions, and I was going to get them all answered. Frankie was a part of my soul. I loved her with everything in me, as did Lyra. We were going to figure this out.We pulled up to the pack house, a place that once brought me smiles and laughter, but now felt like a cold tomb.There was no joy without Frankie in this house, because without Frankie in it, it wasn’t a home anymore.I stepped out of the car while my driver
ARIA POVI was about to enter our pack territory, and I noticed that the aura around the pack was dark and reeked of death and doom. It was unexpected and unsettling. My pack has always felt warm, welcoming and joyful.I had only been gone for two years. It had never felt like this before, so did it happen while I was gone, or was it because of Frankie's death?Just the thought that Frankie was gone brought tears to my eyes. Again.Frankie.My Frankie!A sob shook my body. My assigned pack driver watched me struggle to compose myself in the mirror. He handed me back a tissue with a sympathetic smile.“Miss Aria, the pack has been blanketed by a sheet of sadness for the past week. Nothing feels like it did before. Many are hurting over this loss.” My driver says, I detect sadness in his tone.Frankie was kind to everyone, as long as they didn’t pis.s her off, that is. She was a firecracker when she was in warrior mode. She became an unstoppable beast in the training matches, but outsid
OLIVER POV“Sit, Oliver. We need to discuss our situation.”With a sigh, I picked up my overturned chair and flopped down on it.“I received a notice from the Royal Courts. Oliver, you need to release him.” My father started.My eyes nearly popped out of my head. “No! He is my top suspect!” I wouldn’t entertain the idea for a second. Of course, he wants to protect the weak son.“There is no evidence tying Aiden to Frankie's death. It is unlawful to detain him any longer than you already have. Word got back to the Royals about a murder, and Aiden was being held in lockup with no attorney or evidence. I don’t know how they found out so fast, but the Royal Beta has dictated that Aiden Harris is to be released until proven guilty.”I pushed from the chair. “He did it! There isn’t a doubt in my mind that if we release him, he will cover up any trail we may have.”“Oliver, our hearts are just as broken by the loss of Frankie. She was very much one of our pups, even before she married Aiden.
OLIVER POVI’ve been wallowing in my own guilt and shame for days now. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Frankie that morning, begging me to set her free from Aiden. I see the hurt in her eyes when I respond and send her right back to him. I see the way her face falls when I tell her that she can die or leave the pack.Why? Why the fu.ck would I do that? Frankie was my everything, and I did this. If I had pushed my pride aside and helped her, she wouldn’t have died that night. I was such a fu.cking idiot. It was all my fault.Stop! Deek whimpered, but he was no better. He carried just as much shame for our actions as I did. We had to keep our distance, but we didn't need to hurt her like we had. It was uncalled for, and we'd forever feel this regret because of it. Frankie was right; she was always right. We screwed up and allowed our bruised pride to speak for us. Worse, it was allowing him back in.Everything about Frankie was perfect, even the things she classified as flaws. I neve
NARRATIVE POV“Alpha, we found something over here.” Retired Gamma Mike Hill calls out, and both Ryner and Oliver walk over.Mike is crouched down with the inspector. They were examining a large area of darkened and charred staining on a few of the floorboards that were not entirely destroyed by the fire.“What is that, Dad?” Ryner asked as he crouched down next to his father.“We can’t be certain just yet, but my nose is rarely wrong. I was a tracker before I became a Beta, Alpha. I believe this is blood. And I suspect there was a lot of it.” Mike’s facial expression was tight and grim.“Blood?” Oliver growled.His thoughts rushed forward, filling his head. Was this where Frankie was murdered? Why else would there be the potential discovery of blood and a fire the day after Frankie disappeared? This was too much of a conscience.What Oliver did know was that if this were tested and turned out to be Frankie’s blood, it would mean that Aiden had nothing to do with it. He had been in lo
NARRATIVE POVThe flames consumed the old cabin, and the smoke filled the forest.Frankie watched from a safe distance away, watching as the fire started to tear down and burned to ruin her final resting place.Who had set the fire? She wasn’t sure, but her three wolves flanked her sides and ensured that no one detected their presence. Frankie hadn’t awoken yet. She was still hollowed and adapting to being physically on earth again.The burning flames flickered over the gloss of her blackened eyes. Her face held no emotion. She watched with a curious emptiness, but could not turn away.The fire enticed something within her.The pack sounded an alarm once smoke was detected from the town, where most residents were busy themselves. The firefighters arrived quickly.“Who started this fire?” Alpha Oliver growled as he assessed the intensity of the fire that was beginning to lean towards the surrounding trees.The last thing any pack wants is an uncontained forest fire. The forest was not