Cyra POV                As the plane landed in Norway, my eyes were glued to the scenery. The tall mountains stretched as far as my eyes could see. The winter frost melting away as flowers began to bloom. It was the most miraculous site I could imagine.                Nikola’s hand was wrapped around my own while I nearly vibrated in the seat waiting to exit the plane. I wanted to run everywhere. See everything. I couldn’t imagine a more perfect place to discuss our future. I had finally decided I wanted nothing more than to marry Nikola and become Cyra Seeds.                We agreed before leaving our estate that we would have a ‘Theo-free’ trip. Jessie and Theo would be in Oxford for the next few days visiting anyways. No time for an

Theo POV                “I am here to protect him. Clearly you shouldn’t hire me.” I spat at the woman still arguing my presence on the pack lands. “You can call your Alpha; we have permission to be here. Though our visit was scheduled for tomorrow.” I informed.                “Oh, you are Prince Theo. Is this…” The doctor paused briefly. “I was told Alpha Nikola’s son was only 17, not yet shifted.” She looked at the boy still in wolf form.                “Until now.” I spoke relieved I was finally getting somewhere. “He shifted during the attack. He was crushed. Have you ever seen a wolf remain in form unconscious like this?”                “