Enya pov I can't believe I'm up against the same men I once called trainees. I have forced myself to forget, or rather repress, some of the memories of the Alliance, but a few things are still there. Even though we never called each other friends- those men grew on me because we spent so much time together. Especially James. We had our ups and downs; many called us 'enemies to lovers' because we couldn't stand each other at first. But as time went on, we even discussed the possibility of running away together. I could call this man my first love if I knew what being in love felt like. But of course, the good things that happen to me don't last- my time with James came to an end. My father suspected there might be something between us and did everything he could to keep us apart. I wonder if his feelings have already faded... I grip the handles of the kniv

Enya pov I'm surprised that the warriors listened to me. They did take me to the cells, but the place is new, and there's no sign of Roma around me. I guess Alpha Asshole decided to separate me from his father so the old man won't feel sorry for me. I can't blame him for that. Whatever happens next has to be for the best- it's better to be kept locked away than living in the wilderness. God knows when I'll lose my mind and create carnage wherever I go. I know that I'm unpredictable and pretty much unstoppable when I'm in the wrong state of mind. I try to look around the cells and notice anything that might distract me from the thoughts that keep coming back like a damn boomerang. Something makes me feel like the wolves are holding me here on purpose- to keep me in the place I once tried to destroy. It's not like I have any regrets, right? I sit in the far

Vincent pov  I hate myself. I hate myself so much that I'd rather become someone else. Anyone. Anyone but Vincent Romano. Yet, my life isn't a fairytale, and I can't change skins with others or escape my life at will. Deep down, I knew from the beginning that Enya would be both a blessing and a curse to me. But the ways of the Moon Goddess are unpredictable. No one could have guessed that she would give me a mate at thirty-two, and I won't even mention who she is. I can't escape her anymore. Everywhere I look, everything I do reminds me of her. Though I'd like to rid myself of the memories, I can't let her go. It's not just the pack and how they'll view me after I free a murderer, it's also my selfish nature. The fact that she's in my home, even as a prisoner, somehow makes me feel better ab

Vincent pov They will save her. The pack doctors will do all they can to keep her alive; I know that. But as much as I want to stay near, no one allows me to stick around the hospital and wait for her to wake up. The medical staff keeps repeating that I'm an Alpha, that I have responsibilities, and that I need to think of the pack while they'll care for my mate. How stupid can I be? Did I have to make the biggest mistake anyone could make to understand how much this woman means to me? She's my future, the only future I see for myself, to be honest. And yet I went along the stupid idea of fucking someone else to get her out of my mind. I don't care who Enya is, not anymore- if she stays by my side, she'll be Luna, and we will bury the legend of Red for good. I didn't count on Aros' support, but he's been on my tail ever since he knocked on my bedroom door.

Vincent pov "Are you sure you're ready? We could wait a little longer; there's no need to rush," Aros leans against the doorframe and crosses his arms in front of his chest. I would prefer to put this matter off as long as possible, but it's been a week, and I promised that bitch a fair trial. Besides, I can't decide on dates as the Elders Council has limited time. They've agreed to come in to hold a hearing and decide what to do next, so I've got to take the chance while I have it. "I just want to get this thing over with, that's all. Once it's settled, I can focus on more important things. Such as the health of my mate." I stack the last of the papers and evidence I need to present to the Council as I speak. I'm really grateful to have Aros by my side; I couldn't handle any of this without him.