LOGINANNAI almost died. Again.The thought flashed within my mind but it was the last part that shook me to my core. It played on repeat in my mind as I sat at my makeshift desk, staring at the half-finished wedding plans in front of me. The fire like one of many had nearly taken my life, just like the Rogues before and then the drugs, and yet, here I was, drowning in the stress of planning a mating ceremony I wasn't even sure I wanted.To make things worse the man I am set to marry didn't even care.I gritted my teeth, recalling the conversation—or lack of one—I had with him after the fire.I called him the moment everything had settled down enough that I could think, still dressed in the smoke dress, my face stained with soot and my chest still burned with the smoke, my hands trembling as I fixed the power to a power source, barely able to hold it up. The first call went unanswered. I chalked it up to being busy but so did the second. And the third.Then, finally, a message from him.“
AUTHOR'S POV The doors to Alpha Uriels office burst open with a loud bang. The men currently having a meeting all stood alert, their eyes fixed at the source of interruption.Their anxiety Is almost to rest when Amyy their luna stormed in, spiking it up again but this time they cannot attack this enemy.The Luna strode forward, ignoring the men as she came to a halt in front of Alpha Uriel. Dressed in a branded dress that clung to her curves, her expression was one of sheer annoyance.“I need to talk to you,” she declared, ignoring the men. Not that they minded.Amyy was a force to behold with her designer bags and her lack of care for the people she claim to lead, on her good days. But now there has been a fire burning most of her things. Many in the pack had been privy to her tantrum when she had discovered most of her properties burnt to a crisp.Refusing all words of solace she'd finally calmed down when the alpha had ordered that a new wardrobe be ordered.Yet here she stood, w
URIELI was stressed. That was an understatement. With barely two hours of sleep and my system working on the fumes of cold coffee.Being stressed was simply an understatement. I needed sleep, some quiet, and most importantly answers.I roughly rubbed my face, inhaling deeply to keep my frustration in check.More than six hours had passed since the fire incident, yet no one could give me a solid answer about how the fire started.My investigator and warriors had gathered in the meeting hall waiting for the good news and yet nothing had been found.“We’re still investigating, Alpha,” one of the investigators stammered, his eyes darting around the filled-up room.Another one chimed in, with a hesitant shake of his head “It could’ve…been an accident… Maybe a candle was left burning, or—”“Enough.” My voice was sharp and authoritative, slicing through their weak excuses, that were currently garnering support from a few around. At my tone many straightened up, pushing out of their chairs.
ANNAThe words I’d thought soon became reality when the warning bells rang. The shrill cry sent terror into my heart.I froze.My heartbeat thundered in my ears as my mind raced to process what I had just heard. The thick smoke quickly filling up the room pushed me into action.The door handle was too hot, I searched wildly for anything thick enough to use as a barrier, and my eyes landed on a thick row of magazines, Amyy had placed on my desk before she left.“Here, take these. You'll need them.” Despite each magazine holding hoards of abominable dresses, she hadn't listened when I had told her no, insisting that there were styles in Vogue. Without an ounce of guilt, I lunged for the pile, ripping them into shreds, pulling them up until I felt it looked thick enough to use.My throat felt raw as I coughed violently, trying my best to breathe as much clean air as possible.I stumbled towards the door, placing my makeshift barrier, and a surge of joy flashed through me when I didn't
ANNA“Ouch!” I gasped, staring down at the steady flow of blood dripping from my palm. Frowning I wiped off the blood and watched as the paper cut slowly healed.With a sigh, I continue to go through various catalogs of wedding dresses.How I'd gotten here continued to come off as a shock to me, I never thought that when I accepted Reuben's offer of mating I would be getting married so soon, especially when I was still wondering if this was the right thing to do.The weight of the whole occasion sat heavily on my shoulders pulling me into a depressed state of mind where everything felt rushed, but when I'd brought it up, Rueben had only laughed off my worry insisting that everything was perfect. Then last night he dropped a bomb that threw me off my pace.The dining hall had been tense, especially between me and Uriel. A whole week had passed since he'd asked to talk to me and I'd refused. Still, we continued to work together as though nothing was wrong. The click and clocks of silv
AUTHOR'S POV“What's going on here?”The air grew tense at Anna's words, but she pushed on as though she felt nothing. Her eyes focused solely on Rueben who leaned on a chair with a goofy smile, at the sight of her.“What are you still talking about? Amyy sent you to go call Alpha Uriel for a meal not to chat?” She continued with a frown, her arms on her waist.Reuben broke into a shy smile, before he moved, reaching out to pull her into a hug, “Don't be angry ,baby, we were only having a little chat?”Her eyes narrowed at him, her heart picking up pace, as she forced herself to remain calm, “What does chatting mean?”Reuben chuckled, throwing Alpha Uriel a conspiratory look, “Oh you know, just guy talk. That's all.”Anna pinned her gaze on him for a moment longer as though searching for the truth, Reuben didn't flinch, instead he broke into a wider smile,and he pulled her tighter “I'm being honest, baby. You can ask the alpha himself.”At the mention of his name, Anna finally looked







