Felix's POV: "Why the fuck are you standing in my way?" I asked furiously. "Because you might end up hurting the boy when you confront him," Chase answered seriously. I glared at him, then took a step back. "Then at least let me see my baby girl!" I screamed at the top of my voice. "No," Lee answered as I hit the damn shield that was in front of me to break it. How could they trap me like this just because it was Ian's pack! Did they think it was okay to treat me like a damn criminal? "I left that stupid boy alone the first time he made my only child cry, but this time it's unforgivable. Family or not, I'm going to wipe him off the face of the earth. Do you all fucking understand?" I asked seriously, then moved back and ran forward, hitting the shield which still stood unbroken. "You will hate yourself, Samantha," Lee said as I ignored him and took a few steps back. "I don't need your sympathy," I hissed, then quickly moved forward, extending my hand to Tamara when she walked

Sherry's POV: "So, I'm assuming Chase or Samantha called you," Lee said as I sighed heavily and looked at the girl sitting next to him. "Chase did call me, but I told him no. I still can't believe how he could ignore my words and still send his daughter here. I acknowledge that you are Ian's family, but that has nothing to do with me. Ian is my past, not my present," I answered loudly, then composed myself when Damon pressed his hands on my shoulders, slowly massaging them. "You seem to misunderstand something, Sherry. He wasn't asking you to take her in because you had ties with Ian or Neo. He was asking you to take her in because this place is more of a sanctuary to rogues and other supernatural beings without a home. I know years back Alpha Damon only took in werewolves, but things changed when he widened his range and began taking in other loyal supernatural beings. Mika is a very good example, and she is no different from this kid beside me," he said seriously. His words were

Garren's POV: Roman was very happy with how open we were being with our mate, while I found it a little uncomfortable. I was telling her things I feared to tell anyone, and that was a first for me. I frowned, observing her movements carefully as she shifted on my lap. We talked and laughed happily, and then out of nowhere, she yawned and closed her eyes. As I sat still, trying my best not to disturb her, she fell asleep. "Roxanne," I called softly, trying to wake her up. I had no idea where her bedroom was, although I could easily find it. It would be rude to just go there without her permission. What if Ian or Amelia was waiting for her there? "You need to wake up," I whispered, and then tensed when she groaned softly. "Should we just find her room?" I asked Roman. "Yes," he responded. I sighed, then slowly stood up with her in my arms, walking out of the study room. I closed my eyes for a second, picking up everyone's scent. Once I had determined where her scent was coming

Ian's POV: "Alpha, what the hell was that?" Logan asked seriously in my office. "What?" I asked reluctantly. I couldn't believe he had the guts to mind-link me and Amelia to come into my office when he knew it was late and that we were resting. "That thing you brought into our pack," he answered. "Logan, that's not a thing, you know, right? It's him, and he is Roxanne's mate," I responded seriously. "I'm sorry, son, but I too would like to know why you have allowed him into our pack. Did you not sense that he is a vampire? Logan and I were shocked when we saw him carrying Roxanne," my mother said at the top of her voice. "I know what he is, and he is not just a vampire. He is actually a hybrid. Half lycan and half vampire," I answered as her expression instantly turned cold. "What!" Logan exclaimed. "You heard him, Logan. Garren is a hybrid who will be staying with us for the time being. He is also Roxanne's mate, so we expect your total respect towards him," Amelia answered

Roxanne's POV: "This sucks," I whispered softly, then frowned deeply. "Are you still complaining about Garren being busy with his training?" Mother asked seriously, with a raised brow. Yes, I was! A week went by with him being overly busy with his so-called exercises. "It's not training, mother, it's exercises," I pointed out as she laughed. "Is that what he told you?" she asked. "Yes," I answered as she looked at me seriously. "Honey, he is definitely training," she said. A second ago, I had thought he really needed to exercise, but now that my mother had said how he was training, it became clear that he was. He usually made sure to wake up early before me to hit the training field. I thought he would return for breakfast, but he stayed there until lunch or supper. Whenever he was invited to dine with the family, he declined and went on to say how he didn't need to eat like we all did because of him being partially a vampire. Then he would go into his room, making me take hi