KarenOne week passed, and I did not hear from Oscar. I hid my worry during the day and panicked, and cried at night. I did not know what to do. I knew Gavin had a way of communicating with him. I knew something sinister might have happened because Oscar wasn't the type to break his promise. After much deliberation and pondering, I decided I would ask Gavin and see what happens.My combat training went well, and I picked up quite fast. Dan said my skill adaptation was like magic, and no hunter had ever learned that fast before. Gavin was the only one that knew about my bloodline, and he kept it to himself. He was truly Oscar's friend, and they were an unlikely pair. Judging by the literature Gavin had stashed up in his library, they should have been enemies, but instead, they were best of friends. I secretly hoped to have their kind of friendship one day.After everyone had retired, I went to check on Gavin in the common room. I found him there with Ruth, and they were getting intimate

OscarWhen I got to the inn, I met the innkeeper's wife, Martha. She was happy to see me and wondered why I had visited them in the evening. I asked for Karen's room, and she showed it to me."That girl hasn't eaten all day. She has been drinking since yesterday. I am concerned about her health." She complained, and I nodded.I knocked on the door, and no one answered. I began to panic and asked for a spare key. Martha brought the key, and I let myself in. Karen was lying in her vomit. She never really did well with alcohol. I wondered why she would drink herself to a stupor. I ran a bath for her and carried her to wash her body. She was awake, but I doubted she knew what was happening. Her words were slurry, and she tried to fight me off, thinking I was a stranger. She calmed down when she realised it was me.After washing her body and helping her to wear her pyjamas, I placed her on the bed, and she began to cry."I am sorry, Oscar... I did not know you were coming," she managed."W

OscarI could not believe what I had done. I watched Karen lay in my arms with my mark on her neck. I had come to let her go but ended up claiming her instead.I knew I wouldn't be able to let go. Even though she said hurtful things to me, I knew it was because she was hurting. I wanted her to tell me the truth about how she felt because she always denied it. I wanted to make sure I wasn't imagining things and that I wasn't in love alone.When I ended the contract verbally, she had gone into the toilet to cry. I wanted her to tell me what she wanted; instead, she began to pack and asked me to take her to the shelter. Karen tried to hide her feelings for me. I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to be with her, and I wanted to make it official, but I needed her to tell me what she wanted.Knowing the rules, I knew the relationship would be tough, but I couldn't help it anymore. She was the one. What I felt had nothing to do with the mate bond; I had genuinely fallen in love with her.

Karen.I couldn't believe it. I think I was hyperventilating. Valery asked me to calm down. I looked at Oscar with fear in my eyes. I couldn't believe what had just happened. Oscar turned on the television in his office and saw the news. The bombing had happened over an hour ago. I was afraid for James and everyone that worked there. They were the closest I had to family. Sure they didn't give me a job, but they allowed James to feed me for eight years.I cried for James. All he ever wanted was to own his restaurant and make the world a better place. Who would have done this?Oscar got up and came to where I was sitting. Valery was still trying to console me."Calm down, baby. Please, calm down." He pleaded with me and held me. All I could manage to say was "James"."Valery, tell the driver to wait at the front with the jeep," Oscar ordered her, and she left to carry out the task."It's okay, baby," Oscar said, rubbing my back and holding me. He kissed his mark on my neck.We heard Va

Karen.The salad was filling, and I was glad I came to eat at the cafeteria with nosy Valery."Hello, Karen Hunter," a voice said and looked up. I tried to place the face, but I couldn't."Robert Wilson, Wilde's stylist?" He said, trying to refresh my memory.I remembered him and shook his hand. I noticed that I had never seen him with Oscar."I heard you are his mistress now. What apartment are you at?" He asked me, feeling a bit gossipy."I beg your pardon?" I asked, and he pulled a chair out and sat down."Your apartment? You know, The space allocated to you so you can do the dirty." He said, winking at me. "He gave me one, but it was trashed by werewolves," I said, trying to gauge his reaction."Were they after the boss?" He asked, and I knew then that he knew."So which one are you? Human or wolf?" I asked Robert, and he giggled."Wolf, honey, I am a wolf." He said, then bumped my shoulder. "I thought you knew. Everyone here except you and Valery belongs to the Wilde Pack." He to