I was trapped in this never ending nightmare. For the past two days, the faceless figure had come back to haunt me, but it didn't murder me. It simply stood above me and watched me.         I would never sleep and he would never leave. It's like he was trying to think of a new way to kill me but he was all out of ideas, so instead he was simply watching and waiting for his chance to strike.         I already felt like I was dead though so I guess it didn't really matter what the hell he did to me. If it would help me find peace and get me out of this hell, I sure as hell wasn't going to complain. I just wanted this to end now.         I was so tired of the same thing. I even missed Blake and would give anything to be able to see him one last time, to hear his voice, to tell him that I loved him and he was

I didn't let on that with all them hugging me at the same time I was in an immense amount of pain from the wound to my neck and bruises which covered my body, I was just happy to see their faces again.         But I couldn't stop the hiss which escaped my lips when Jackson squeezed me a little too tightly.         "Right. That's enough. The poor girl has only just woken up," Nicole said sternly and they all pulled away from me with guilty looks on their faces.         "Sorry," Jackson muttered, though I couldn't miss the smile which was now covering his face as he looked at me. I definitely preferred his smile over listening to him cry because he thought I was going to die.         "It was too quiet without you. I almost missed your sarcasm," Jays

  I walked into the room, pushing the doors open with such force that they dented the walls behind each of them.         "What did I tell you, Angelica?" I growled as soon as I walked into the room. I could see that Blake was unconscious and I was certain she had injected him with something while Jackson was attempting to fight against her but not getting very far because I had seen the silver knife she was holding to his back.         "It's time to see which you care about more. Your mate or your friend," she chuckled, her eyes holding that evil glint I had seen the first time I met her.         "I am pretty sure I told you that I would kill you if you touched either Blake or Jackson. Apparently you seemed to think I was joking," I mocked her because I wasn't going to play her game. I wasn't

It had been a week since Lex died and today was the funeral. Blake had already told me that they were going to bury him next to his mother because Lex had always loved their mother and she had always had a soft spot for him over the other two.         Lex was the first born though, so I guess that didn't really surprise me. The first-born child always gets a little more love than the others and their parents are always that little bit more emotional when they finally reach the age where they want independence.         I had tried to tell Blake that I didn't want to go, that it would be wrong of me to be there, but he told me that he needed me there and he needed my support. He told me that he wouldn't be able to do this without me, especially since Jayson is nowhere to be seen and Blake has been trying to manage the pack on his own for the last five days. &

Today I was taking Blake to see my parents. Not David and Jayne, though I had taken him back to where my old pack used to live, but to my actual parents. Nicole had told me where they were buried and I thought it was finally time to see them, she was even the one who suggested I tell Blake about them.         It had been twenty-six years since I last saw them. I just wanted to know where they were so that I could be with them, even if I didn't remember who they were or what they had done for me, they were still my parents and they were there for me at the start of my life.         I had been to see David and Jayne on my own as well. The week after I officially introduced myself to Darkness and told them I was to be their Alpha, I went back to my old territory and I just sat there.         Their bodies were