Sarah pov Pain. Nothing but pain, a thousand times worse than one from the heat. My body burns; the muscles tense and relax in violent, rapid jerks, and my head feels like a bucket overflowing with lava. What on earth has happened to me? Hissing, I open my eyes and immediately close them- the bright light stings and makes the unbearable feeling even worse. I have to take a deep breath until my heartbeat slows down and I can try again. If I don't find a way to calm down, my heart might burst through my ribcage. I try to lift my arms and legs; they seem to be working perfectly; apart from the physical pain, I'm fine. What happened? I furrow my brows and concentrate on the remnants of the memories. The playroom. Lenox. The half-shifted beast. "Oh, God, no," I whisper, fighting the pain coursing through my body as I raise my hand to my neck. I know, for a fact, that he bit the right side of my neck, but no matter how hard I try to find the scar- there isn't one. It can't be tha

Sarah pov *Don't tell me you were expecting the baby Jesus because if you did, I have to disappoint you. It's only me, you know, the lost cat you used to miss. But it's okay if you don't miss me anymore. I can hide and come back in like ten years or so.* Oh, God, it's her. It's Talia. I'm so happy I don't notice my heartbeat speeding up and myself hyperventilating until my cat points it out. I can't believe she's here, with me, in my head! But how? How could she break through these shields that we couldn't move for years? How could she break out and speak so freely now that I barely remember the sound of her voice? And the feeling, God, the feeling inside me. I feel complete, without flaws or worries. She's the other half that I was missing, and now that she's back- there are no mountains too high for us to climb. Together, we can do anything. "Talia," I whisper, savouring the feeling. Saying her name out loud has always been sort of a taboo thing for me. The thought of her abs

Lazarus povI groan at the frantic knocking on my office door. I hate it when someone decides to disturb me when I'm busy, but more than that, I hate when that someone is the same man I told to leave my district. Luka must have a fucking death wish if he decides to come back here and try to talk about his shitty behaviour ever again. "Didn't I tell you to leave my packhouse and district, Luka?" I growl as he still stands on the other side of the door. I don't understand what's so hard about following my words? I never told him that I needed five minutes to calm down and that he could come back. All I wanted was some peace and time for myself. "You did, and that's why I'm not storming into your office now. I'm trying to respect your wishes and boundaries, Laz, but this is a big deal; believe me, it's so big you need to hear about it. Besides, you're about to switch to the Alpha mindset, not brother, so may I come in?" Luka's voice is strangely stern. If it were anything about the

Alpha West pov Annon has decided to stay here until we find my son. The problem is that we can't find Angus. No matter how hard we try, how deep we dig and how far in other territories we go. It's like he's disappeared into thin air, and I'm afraid it's really that damn psychopath who kidnapped him and hid my son. Besides, Sarah's still missing, and that bitch will be in heat again soon, so I need her here. Alpha Lenox is ruthless, abusive, elusive, and, worst of all, unstoppable. He believes there are no consequences for him, no matter how far he goes. I've heard so many stories about that man; ever since he was a child, he's been out of it. Unlike his brothers, Lenox feels no compassion for others and cannot empathise. If it were Alpha Lazarus or Luka, I could bargain with them for the information, for both would rather choose peace than war, but Lenox would rather die than step back for the sake of peace. If I, or any of my men, entered the territory of Lazarus or Luka, th

Luka povAs I stand in my brother's office, I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do anymore. Should I leave like Lazarus wanted or wait until he returns?Pacing the office, I bite my lower lip and listen to the commotion outside. The insane stress is killing me, and I have no damn clue how to deal with it. Part of me wants to follow him and find Sarah, but the rational part of me damn well knows it'll cause only more issues. Years ago, I would call my mother- she's a wise woman and always has the best answers, but I feel like it would be a bad idea to disturb her. Besides, I'm still going to listen to a lecture from dads if mom told them what I did. I'm not worried about Vlad and Ryder; those two will try their best to analyse the situation and come up with the best way to deal with it. However, Luciano and Dominic, aka the main dads, will skin me alive, hang my bleeding body to the tree and allow Lenox to dance near it butt naked. He got his crazy from those two, and at this point,