~Emilia’s Point of View~   “Your home is so lovely Mrs. Petrov,” I said, feeling overwhelmed.  “Darling! It’s Yulia, please! I’m just Yulia,” she said, beaming at me, with a fake enthusiasm nobody would believe. I smiled back at Pavel’s mom, feeling incredibly out of place. His parents were having a large Christmas Eve party and there were just so many people. We’d stayed with a cousin of his for a couple of days when we first came out, something about his parents being out of town. It seemed odd to me but Pavel didn't want to explain himself. There seemed to be a lot of that going on and I’d had a few moments where I wondered why he even brought me. Maybe I was just being paranoid, but there were just always whispers. People speaking in hushed tone

~Emilia’s Point of View~   “I don’t understand!! If you care about me, why are you breaking up with me,” I said, nearly hating how pathetic I sounded.  I’d known since our Christmas Eve conversation this was likely coming, and I’d refused to sleep with him because of it. He had some damn nerve to even try these last couple of days, knowing this is what he was going to do. Before Pavel I had no one, no one to really care about me. No one, who really cared if something happened to me. If I was happy, if I was sad … he’d been there for me. Sure, Gabby did a little bit but there’s only so much a friend can do, a friend with her own life to live.  “I can’t explain it okay? My family they…” Pavel trailed off.

~Aleksey’s Point of View~ Summertime, everyone wants to take vacations, no one wants to work. It always seems like the time of year I get stuck with a bunch of shit. Mother and Father were on vacation in the Caribbean with a bunch of family, celebrating Uncle Viktor’s retirement, so I was essentially in charge. It was weird, but it felt … right. I was confident I knew what I was doing.When they get home, they will honor with me with a ceremony before formally taking Viktor’s place. I would be the youngest to hold such a title, and the heaviness of the responsibility was not lost on me. Maxim was likely to have a meltdown, if he even cared at all. I hadn’t seen him in months. He had an apartment somewhere in the city and he’d been staying at it. I had the bles

~Emilia’s Point of View~   “You and me could write a bad romance,” I said, singing and moving around my kitchen and swaying my hips.  I finally got the nerve to talk to my neighbor yesterday and invited her over for dinner. I couldn’t have been more excited but I needed to play it cool once she got here. I couldn’t seem desperate.  KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK I glanced at the clock, it was only 3:30. Huh. I skipped over to the door. “Hey Gia I thought you were coming at 6,” I said, opening the door expecting to see my neighbor. Instead there was a huge man, if you could call him that. He was a giant, with a black leather jacket in the middle of summer. I immedia

~Emilia’s Point Of View~   “Oh! Ohh yes, yes! Ohh Austin,” I moaned, not giving a flying fuck who heard me.  I had my Austin … my true fated mate. I always wanted to believe he was mine, that he would come for me. But after so long, I had to accept reality. My mind wanted to know how he found me, if he was involved with the situation with Natalie. But it didn’t matter, especially not once he was inside me. After I came I was completely breathless, it was so overwhelming. Our naked chests were pressed against each other and he held me so tight, claiming me. I’d never felt more desired, more sexy and more like I was exactly where I was supposed to be. Both of our eyes flickered here and there, our wolves wanting to participate.  “Move back baby,