Alex I took Samantha straight to my room and sent for one of the pack doctors to come and tend to her wounds. I couldn't understand why she refused to tell me who did this to her. "Why won't you tell me?" I asked her, not knowing made me frustrated. I needed to see my father, but I was afraid of leaving her alone. When the doctor came, I was finally comfortable to go see my father. "Don't worry, she's in good hands," Doctor Martins assured me. He knew she was my mate, that was the only reason he agreed to attend to her. He was very happy for me. When I got to my father's office, I found him pacing. He was so deep in thoughts that he did not notice me come in. "Father," I said, to call his attention. Once he heard my voice, he snapped out of his deep thoughts. "Alex," he said, letting me know I had his attention. "Have you figured out what to do yet?" I asked him. "I don't have a choice, son. I know this will hurt you, but I have to say it. Mating and marking your mother was t

Alex "Here's your room.." I said, showing Sam the room I prepared for her. I knew we couldn't stay in the same room. I needed her to relax. This was an attempt to get to know her better. I was willing to take it slow. "You could freshen up and change into pyjamas. I did some shopping for you earlier. There are some clothes in the wardrobe for you to use. I will be at the fireplace in case you need me. " I explained, and she nodded. I hoped I could get her talking. I wouldn't achieve much if she remained like this. I excused her and went to sit by the fireplace. Samantha I knew my behaviour towards Alex was awkward, but I couldn't help it. He had scarred me beyond imagination. I could see the effort he was making, but I just couldn't let myself believe his intentions were pure. I admired the way he stood up to his mother on my behalf, but that also bothered me. I didn't want to be the reason for their problems. I knew the moon goddess had chosen him for me, and sooner or later, I wo

Alex. I couldn't sleep after what Robert had told me. I knew the Blood moon pack wouldn't be easily appeased. I was also sure that my father knew that it would be hard for them to accept his offer. I remembered the way the Alpha wolf stared at me when they attacked. If it weren't for my mate, I would have been dead. This was indeed a serious matter. If word got out about what my mother had done, other packs that were allies of the blood moon could attack us. The blood moon pack was a very friendly and accommodating pack that wasn't far from us. They were kind to wolves and easily took people in. If other packs should find out, we were doomed. I wondered what my mother was thinking when she did what she did. How did she believe she would get away with it. My mother was still yet to understand the ranking system. The size of a pack did not count in the ranking system as most wolves thought. It was the strength of the pack that mattered. I was angry with my mother. I didn't want to

Alex   Sam remained unconscious for a week. The doctors said the silver had impeded her healing capacity and process, it was as if she was human. I refused to leave her room, so my father sent warrior wolves that were loyal to him to stand guard. I couldn't function at all. Why would my pack members do this to me? They knew she was my mate. Even though I hadn't mated with her or claimed her yet, she was still important to me. I saw this as an act of mutiny. An attack on the future luna was an attack on the future Alpha. I swore that even if Sam woke and refused to tell me who hurt her, I would still investigate and enact my revenge. "Your father wants to have a word with you," Robe

Alex Samantha seemed too relaxed for someone that had gone through a traumatic experience. While I held her in bed, Damien was extremely restless. I tried to figure out why, but even he could not explain his reasons. Another thing that baffled me was her eye colour that kept changing. When she woke up at the hospital, they were golden with no trace of brown. By the time I joined her in the room after Robert left, her eyes were brown again with specks of gold. It was a mystery. I had no clue about her family, the Blackwells were nowhere to be found. But every fibre in me told me there was something special about Sam's bloodline. I couldn't tell anyone about her eyes. She was already in enough danger. My father called me telepathically for a meeting, so I snuck out of bed and let myself out. I left four guards at the door and let them