Catherine’s POV:   While I listened to Aunt Grecietta tell her story about how she landed herself to her surprise rogue mate right in the middle of nowhere just after being hit by my mother’s intense rage, I was continuously nodding my head every time she finished a sentence, eager and a little desperate to know more about what had transpired in that same room eight whole years ago, right on the same spot where she showed my that horrific memory, and told me to look for my mother somewhere far away from the pack house.   When she finished, I stifled a laugh. I felt like going insane.    The air around us fell into an eerie silence as I attempted to take in that piece of information all in just a few seconds from Aunt Grecietta, or should I say...the real Aunt Grecietta.   Even after discovering the truth, the old Catherine within me refused to believe a single word. The old Catherine who watched

Alpha Damien's POV:   It has literally just been a day, yet I can't stop thinking about them. I can not eat. Can't sleep. Can't even listen to a goddess damn thing my mother kept blabbering about all day.    I never gave up on Catherine, and I’m still hoping she’d break down that mental block that kept me from communicating with her.    Clenching my fists, I swore to goddess I would teach that Drake a lesson he will never forget for the rest of his life. As for Catherine, I was planning to punish her some other way.    I instructed the others to take Hunter’s body to the investigation room. I had my gamma to take a look on the carcass so I could get some answers. I kept thinking of the reason why Catherine killed the gigantic man, and how the hell she was even able to do it.    My wolf paced back and forth inside my head, which I was also doing at the moment.

  Catherine’s POV: The kiss didn't end until at least two minutes later and right after he let me go, my face was already heated and colored bright red.   Quite still in a state of shock as well as embarrassment, I was only able to look straight into an empty space that I didn't even notice that all eyes were on me now, including Drake’s.    The more aware I am of their stares and presence, the more embarrassed I felt. The only one who didn't feel the same though was the Alpha himself.   “That’s what you get for being a naughty girl, tomato head.” Damien’s warm breath as he leaned in and whispered to my ear tickled me so suddenly that I needed to step backward in order to create even just a small distance between our bodies. The last thing I want is to have them smell my scent of arousal flow in the air.    First of all, I could not believe that the first thing

Catherine’s POV:   I didn't really expect the visible desire in those blood red eyes to easily disappear like that and turn cold in a few moments.   My heart raced, but this time it was beating extremely fast for a different reason. Not out of excitement, arousal, desire, not even a hunger to feel his body against mine. He grabbed my wrist unexpectedly, gripping it thight. I couldn't bring myself to take my eyes away from his handsome face, especially with his strong grip on my wrist.    There was a glint in his eyes that made me think he was acting out of impulse, and an anger he’d been suppressing all along.    “I...I found it in my room. Why? You’re scaring me.” I admitted truthfully.    At first, he looked confused, like he had no idea what I was talking about. Then, I watched him look down on my wrist, finding his hand grabbing it tightly and he slowly release

Catherine’s POV:    Damien suddenly stopped. His eyes glowed and from that moment I knew he was talking to someone through a mindlink. I kind of feel embarrassed now because I just asked him to claim me, and it seems like he’s been avoiding my mark spot although he kept nibbling on it several times. But worry really filled me up inside when I heard it was a matter over Lilith. I haven't seen her for days since I saved her from Damien. I hope it's not something bad.    I rested my hand on my chest, trying to calm myself down because I could literally feel my heart drumming through my ears as I walked down the stairs alongside Damien, who was obviously eager to spot Lilith down the hallway.    I matched his footsteps, and when we landed at the end of the staircase, we were met by Drake. He was panting, his eyes were wide open and sweat trickled down his face which looked like he didn't kn