Athena’s P.O.VNot again! I hear my father whining to my mother about how “out of control” I am and that he is against me assuming the position of Alpha Female of our pack. My mother is the peaceful Alpha female of our see

Dominic’s P.O.VI get home after a long damn day; it’s been a while since I’ve checked my social media. I scroll onto Instagram and come across a girl… correction more like a beautiful young lady now on my Instagram suggestions. I decide to follow, I know full well who she is and that our packs are in the process of forming an alliance, some casual flirting would not hurt, My my… Athena Breeze the gir

Dominic’s P.O.V“I hate formal”, I huffed as I get out the shower, I wipe my body down and style my hair a little combed over, too combed over is not my style. I put my cologne on and slip my crisp white shirt on and my black suit follows, I adjust my cufflinks and sleeves now for the tie. I have no idea why my mother picked out a blood red tie for me, maybe to celebrate the power the blood moon gave us last week, many of our young pack members shifted successfully under my leadership. I put my tie on and feeling satisfied I head down to the great hall, put on my mask, and start mingling with the guests that have already arrived. Just then the doors open and I feel Striker stir in me, the hairs on my skin rise giving me goosebumps as the most intoxicating scent hits my nose the smell of a woodsy scent mixed with a subtle hint of jasmine, my head snaps in the direction of the scent and I see the most beautiful sight, like the moon goddess herself has sent her own child down to the earth

Athena’s P.O.VI lay in bed and think to myself, it’s been 2 weeks and finally I can catch a break from all that training, who knew a new look on life and work in the middle-east would be so challenging, even if you’re not human. I look at the time and reply to Dominic’s messages…. Yeah, we still talk and his a total charmer but I still do not believe we are made for each other.

Dominic’s P.O.VI woke up in the pack hospital, I could feel the cold needle in my arm… I could feel the bedsheet over my body, I tried opening my eyes, but I could not, I tried to listen with my super hearing but that was not working. I reach out to Striker and I hear his gruff voice come “Hey buddy, we’re wounded. It is going to take some time to heal…” he goes silent and I feel helpless. I keep fighting to open my eyes… nothing. I hear the doctor come in talking to my father, his voice gruff and I hear my mother’s sobs; I can hear that my father has not slept… maybe for days, weeks, how long have I been out for? “I don’t know if his wolf wil