Karen. I woke up in an empty bed and began to panic. Although Oscar had given me his word, I didn't know him well enough to trust him. For all I knew, he could be out there negotiating with the werewolves on how and when to hand me over. I didn't know what to do. The house was in the middle of nowhere. There was no way I could outrun the werewolves if I tried to escape. I had to hope that I could trust him. I went out of the room to find the kitchen. I hadn't eaten for over twenty-four hours, and all the anxiety and making out had gotten me quite hungry. When I got to the kitchen, I found a lady there. She introduced herself as Riley, and she seemed nice. Riley sat at the counter eating a sandwich. "You are up," she said with a smile, and I nodded. "Hungry?" She asked, and I said yes. She made a sub for me, and it was delicious. I left her and returned to Oscar's room to watch some television. I could not focus on what I was watching because I was worried about Oscar's intentions.

Karen. When we got to Oscar's room, all we did was watch comedy movies. Comedy seemed to be his favourite genre. For someone that was always serious, it seemed unbelievable. He was also a sort of comedian himself because Oscar mimicked his mother and Tabitha while we laughed. He wasn't even angry. With the way he had reacted towards his mother, it would have been fair to think he would be fuming in his room. Though he was irritated by his mother's actions, he wasn't angry with her. I needed to understand what his mother had meant by a mate. It was so weird and sounded out of this world to me. Usually, a man meets a girl, they fall in love, get married and begin to have children. In her case, she had chosen someone for him because he didn't seem like he was ready, but instead of a wife, she used the word mate. It sounded like something animals do. I knew he was a werewolf but did that qualify him as an animal? Maybe the supernatural kind. I was just too curious to let it pass, so I d

Oscar. I knew there was something weird about the cafe the instant we stepped in, but I didn't want to spook Karen. She felt at home in the place, and the workers seemed kind to her. When we finished our meal, I asked Karen to wait for me in the car, so I could see the owner. The supernatural aura of the cafe baffled me. The manager was quite hostile towards me, which indicated she knew what I was. I could deduce this simply because no human in her right mind would be hostile towards me. I was the richest man in the country. I owned all the big businesses in the city. That city owed its survival and its commerce to my pack, and I was single. Every human woman, except for Karen, threw themselves at me. But this particular lady was very hostile. When I got to the owner's office, I realised why. They were witches. Although the covens were eradicated by the Hunters, there were survivors, and all of them either skipped town or went into hiding. I had just walked into one of their hiding

Oscar. Walking in the park with Karen was amazing. She was a fun person to be around. It was amazing to see how carefree she was. Judging by her situation and her status, she still managed to look on the bright side. If only she knew the magnitude of the mess she was in, maybe she wouldn't be so carefree. We returned to my house after our long walk, and I felt a bit tired. It wasn't the walk that stressed me out. What stressed me out was the information I had gotten from Karen's aunt. To think that John Hunter was looking for his daughter was a huge deal. My uncle was already clear that he wouldn't allow me to bring the pack into this, and I had promised McCain that I would kill Karen if she realised his fears. I had also told Karen that I would only protect her for the duration of our contract. The way things were, Karen was certainly going to die. My decisions and actions were only postponing the day. I decided to take Karen to the club the next day after work. She looked amaz

Karen. Walking away from Oscar was the best option. I had overheard him warning someone to reject me when I called. I knew he was talking about Joey. I had to find another way to survive. Thank God I had kept my old apartment. I returned there that morning and got a locksmith to open the door for me. I had lost the key in the apartment Oscar had given me. Everything was still how I had left it. I sat on the ground and looked around me. I remembered I had kept some money under the floorboards. I checked and found the wad of cash there. Instead of sulking, I decided I would go out job hunting again. What I had hidden away could only last me three months in that place. I needed money to survive and take fighting classes. I needed to train myself to fight so I could survive. I intended to call Joey for a job, but I decided to wait a while before I did so. Just so I don't piss Oscar off. I bet he had already offered the blonde a mistress position. I wished them both the best. I felt