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A year later Olivia's POV: "I still want to know why you want to name your children Asian names," I said seriously to Sherry. She rubbed her hand gently on her pregnant stomach then smiled. "That's because I admire their culture a lot and everything. After learning a lot of things from Xiao, I figured, why not?" she answered happily, then looked at the clock on the wall. The men were outside waiting to welcome Jay and Debby, who were coming with Daisy for the first time. When Jay, his parents, Martinez, and Debby visited Micah for the first time in town, we bumped into Damon and it almost ended up horribly. Damon wanted Debby dead and out of his sight! Jay and I had to beg like children to have him show mercy. After a few minutes, Sherry talked to him in private, and that seemed to calm him down. After that encounter, I tried to do my best to get closer to him so he could lower his guard and accept Jay's visit in the pack. It took Sherry, Alec, and me months to convince him. He

Roxanne's POV : "For a Beta, you sure talk big," I said coldly. As it was, I was slowly losing my calmness. "So what if I am a Beta? Should I be scared of you?" Larson asked in a mocking tone. "Oh well," I whispered, then took a few steps closer and stood in front of him. "You should fucking run," I said in a serious, husky voice as my wolf came through. He inhaled sharply, then uncomfortably lowered his gaze to the ground. "Did you not hear me, loser? I said...." A hand on my shoulder made me turn with a loud growl. When my eyes met my father's angry gaze, my wolf quickly retreated. "What is going on, Roxanne?" he asked seriously as I sighed heavily. "Dad, we were just having a little fun," I muttered, then glanced at Kyle who was upstairs looking down at us with his arms folded. "Did you snitch on me?" I asked him seriously through our pack's mind link. "What if I did?" he asked back teasingly. "You little fucking piece of..." "Uh, uh. No cursing, young lady!" Father

Roxanne's POV: "I told you to be gentle with her, didn't I?" I heard a deep voice with an accent say, followed by an intimidating hiss. "I'm sorry, master. Next time, I'll be careful," a lighter male voice responded. "There won't be a next time, you..." The words were cut short when I opened my eyes and slowly sat upright, touching my head. I still felt somehow dizzy, and my headache was killing me. "Leave," came a dominant command that made me feel uncomfortable. I found myself trying to stand up before I lost my balance. I was about to hit the ground when a large arm went around my waist and held me. The headache instantly subsided, replaced by beautiful tingles that spread throughout my entire body. My wolf was as shocked as she was concerned for us. I, too, was stunned. I carefully turned with widened eyes to look at the man who was holding me. No matter what, he was my mate! I could feel it, and so could my wolf. The room was somehow dark, so I couldn't make out his fa

Ian's POV: The so-called party now felt like a funeral as we stood in Felix's bedroom. Tamara was resting her head on her lap, looking exhausted from all the crying she had done. We had been waiting for an hour for her to talk, but she decided to say nothing. "Hey kiddo, how do you feel when you look at Larson?" I asked for the first time, deciding to break the silence. She raised her head and looked at me seriously. "Confused. Last year, I thought nothing of him. He was just my friend, and he treated me the same way. But today, I couldn't help but notice something different. He looks very attractive, and my heart fluttered when I saw him. I wanted to run into his arms and kiss him. I just wanted to be next to him. I wanted him... "That's enough!" Felix said coldly, cutting her off. "Ian, may I have a word with you in my office?" she asked, then moved Tamara aside. "Yes, sure," I answered simply. "Amelia, stay with her. I won't take long," she said, then stood up from the bed

Garren's POV: I furiously lifted the lady in my arms and walked back to the castle. As I walked past the houses, I could feel other vampires' eyes on me and hear their annoying whispers. It was good for them that they knew their place and how to act. As it was, I was very upset and wanted no one to talk to me. I walked into my castle and went straight to my bedroom, putting her on the bed with a low sigh. I looked at her dirty, wet face and then inhaled the scent of her blood, which made my mouth water. I moved my thumb to wipe a trail of blood on her jaw when she flinched. Despite being unconscious, she was still responsive to my touch. She was my enemy's daughter, whom I planned to use easily. But why was I now feeling like this? It pained me when I raised my hand to her, and I felt like my heart was being stabbed when she cried out to her parents. I moved to my desk and touched my bell for a second. When a knock came through, I cleared my throat. "Come in, Thelma," I answ