Alpha Damien’s POV: I glared at the rascal, refusing to give him any special treatment just because he was my best friend since I was we were little pups. The sight of him kissing my mate and the unshakable feeling of betrayal completely took over my body that I can't even bring myself to control it. The burning rage I have kept in control when I was with Catherine is getting out of hand with the very person I’ve entrusted myself to the most. My best fucking friend.  “Have you got a loose screw all of a sudden? Or did you just want to do it in front of me to show your disrespect?” I muttered, my voice coming out naturally harsh and husky as I was still dealing with my inevitable

Easton’s POV: “FUUUUUCCKKKKKKKK!!!” I screamed from the top of my lungs, getting the word out of my chest as I heaved deeply. All the food, plates, cups and vases were scattered all over the floor when my frustration rushed through my veins as I sat and reflected. I panted, breathing heavily as I could not control my fury that was threatening to take over me completely. I felt like I’m going nearly insane. After waking up to an empty room under a white ceiling and lying on a hospital bed, peeing my drawers on top of that, my mind literally emptied for a minute as I tried to remember what had happened in that room. The last thing I saw was Catherine, but my hands never reached her beautiful neck, leaving my palms sweaty a

Catherine’s POV: I jolted back and unintentionally slammed my palm against his face in an attempt to get away and fast. He grunted and thereafter furrowed his brows. He then glared at me at me as I stood up hurriedly. “First, you wanted to kiss me and the next you slammed me on the face?” I saw his eyebrow raise, his expression showed him being caught unprepared with my unexpected move. “Sorry, it’s just that...you startled me.” I muttered as I turned my head and looked away. I didn't do it on purpose. I was just surprised, that he caught me staring at those kissable li

Catherine’s POV:  His hand moved down to massage my breast while his other hand went all the way to slip under my blouse, shoving it out of the way and fiddling with the button of my black leather pants before pulling it down along with my underwear.  I gasped as I felt the cold air wave on my stomach and thighs, making me shiver with eyes widening in surprise. I pushed his chest, but he overpowered me and leaned in towards me even closer. His hand released my pants and I suddenly heard a ruffling sound in the background. Seconds after his hands returned to touch my thighs. This time I didn't feel the coldness blow through the air. It was then that I noticed Damien pulled a fur blanket above us, blocking the wind as his knee pushed through to leave a space in between my legs.

Catherine’s POV:  Something isn't right. Clenching my fists, I turned around to run away from there as fast as I possibly could, before Damien finds me off guard.  Rage burned through my body, even my soul and entire existence. This wasn't what I had planned at all. The day when I finally stepped foot outside of their territory, the one that originally belonged to my family, I made a pledge to myself. I pledged that I would come back as a different person, a stronger, fiercer, and more powerful werewolf that they never knew existed. I pledged that I would avenge my father, and kill that treacherous Alpha Norman with my own claws. I pledged I would make him beg for forgiveness for what he had done to my family, as he begs