Irina’s POVShaun carries me into another room at the opposite end of the building. It had recently been decorated in a pale blue colour, basic items such as a bed and a wardrobe were placed around the room and yet I didn’t take any notice of the woman until she introduced herself.Her hair was short, fiery red and a chaotic mess like it had never been brushed. Multiple necklaces hung around her neck with some beautiful blue gems that matched her eyes. She was probably around the same age as me and she had the biggest smile plastered on her face.“I’m Rosy, you must be Irina”She offers her hand out for me to shake as Shaun lowers me and ducks his head out of my bound wrists.Rosy giggles and tak

Irina’s POVI thought it was Damien coming for me, I had scented him. Yet as the soft knock became more urgent, Damien’s scent was fading, and I climb out of bed confused.“It’s not Damien” Raine whispers to me and she seemed nervous.The knock comes again and this time they try turning the handle. I was so grateful I had locked the door.There is a pause and the handle is turned again and I hear the click of the lock. Whoever it was, they had unlocked my door from the other side.I was frozen to the spot, a mix of fear and confusion as the door opens slightly and Alpha Ivan steps in closing the door behind him and turning the lock“Are you okay

Irina’s POVI was so relieved to see him, so grateful that he had come to save me.After everything I had said to Damien, after everything I had done, he had still come back to help me!Alpha Ivan’s departure had me totally confused. He didn’t fight, he didn’t challenge Damien, he just left telling Damien the treaty was over.I think I must have been in some sort of shock. I don’t remember much between leaving Alpha Ivan’s and arriving outside of Damien’s packhouse. But I keep myself huddled up, the dagger close by. I needed a shower, I needed to scrub myself clean. I needed to remove any memory of Alpha Ivan being on me.I find myself shaking my head at Damien, I had no idea what he

Irina’s POV He said it like it is a bad thing. He had raised me as his daughter, I had called him Dad and now he was speaking to Damien like I was some kind of disgusting abnormality, like I wasn’t even relevant. “What is that even supposed to mean father? You have been sending me in circles with your riddles” Damien continues to demand answers as I stand there trying to process his fathers words. “She is the only thing that is keeping this pack from certain death” “You wanted me to bring Irina home, you told me to go and get her” “It’s to late Son, she has been marked by him”. He shakes his head and turns away, resting his hands on the window frame. “Well I brought her home and like I said, the treaty is over father” The old Alpha sighs “Then you will bring death to this pack, you are not strong enough to go up against Black Crescent” As they discussed what was happening, the mark on my neck was beginning to sting. It was sore to touch, and I try to ignore it. “Stop it, plea

Irina’s POV I look down at the dagger I had just put down. Damien told me that it was the dagger Vivian had and yet it felt like it belonged to me. “It is ours” Raine murmurs “How do you know?” “The markings, it is an old werewolf language. It contains our names” “How is that even possible?” Raine shrugs as I just stare at the dagger. “Raine reckons the markings mean our name” Damien raises an eyebrow at me “How would that be possible; the Blood pack have never known of your existence” I shrug my shoulders at him, I had no idea, I had n