Liyah's POV To say that I was shocked would be an understatement. Frankly, I was dumbfounded, and no matter how many times I gaped at Nikolai breaking the silver chains off the werewolves, I couldn't seem to get over it. When he was done, he made way for the two middle-aged women who were in charge of the hideout to clean and feed them, then make sure they were well rested.  I saw him look away when our eyes met and I couldn't help but do the same. As I watched him walk out of the room and down the stairs, I began to think of possible reasons why he could be doing this. If there was anything I knew about him, it was how selfish and cold-hearted he was. So what was his motive? I wasn't going to argue the fact that it was a good deed. He was saving lives, restoring hope and happiness in these people when they thought they'd never again find it. He

Liyah's POV I wasn't completely sure why my head was aching so much. I knew I had been tired and overwhelmed more times than I could count, but it felt different this time. It felt... worse. After everything that had happened in the car, I had begun to see things differently, understand things I didn't before. It all made sense now. Why Drew was still so protective of him although they had become distant, why Nikolai was always so bitter. It didn't change the fact that I was still hurt, but it did make me see things from a different perspective. I hated the fact that I understood now. I didn't want to, I wanted to blame someone for everything that happened to me. I wanted to feel that pure hatred when I looked at him, and revel in it. But now... I couldn't even identify what exactly I was feeling. Sadness, anger, pity, confusion, all jumbled up in my heart. It was so overwhelming I th

Liyah's POVI jumped up from my bed as soon as my alarm rang. I had been awake for about an hour already and was just waiting patiently for an excuse to get out of bed. The possibility that I might have a wolf was enough to keep me permanently excited. As soon as I was done getting ready for the day, I unzipped the suitcase Margaret had gotten me to find something suitable to wear. I paused in the middle of ransacking the suitcase. What was I even supposed to wear for a session on self-defence? I've never had any sort of training, so what? I thought of asking Margaret for help but it was too early to go see her, so I decided on a pair of stretchy jeans, a tank top, and sneakers.When I felt ready, I tied my hair to the back and made my way to the training ground. He had told me to be there by 7am and I was already ten minutes late. I couldn't help but feel very nervous.I immediately saw him unpacking some equipment from a bag when I arrived. Watching him made me realize what training

Nikolai's POVI tried not to feel impatient as I waited for them to arrive. It had been nearly ten minutes since I summoned them but still there was no sign of them. I began to wonder if I was actually impatient or just nervous.Over the past few days, I had seen Drew give me questioning glances whenever he saw me training Liyah, but he never asked about it. I always knew that things weren't perfect with my pack, but I never truly got past my anger enough to see just how bad I had been neglecting them, especially Annalise and Drew. They were more than just my pack members. They were my friends...my family. I already knew they had been hurting, but I never cared. I was just too invested on getting my revenge. Now that everything had turned out the way it did, I began to see just how deep the wound was. I was distracted by the sound of my bedroom door opening. Drew walked in, Annie right behind him. They bowed shortly before facing me. "You wanted to see us?" Drew queried, his voice

Liyah's POVThe smile dropped from my face as soon as I was safe inside my room. My hands slowly came up to clutch my shoulders as the memory of the last ten minutes started to replay in my head.What the hell just happened?I wondered if I had only be dreaming or if I actually caught Nikolai studying my face... staring at me, actually. If I didn't know better I would've said he was checking me out. And I was so clumsy and awkward as as usual that I hadn't realized we stood that close when I looked up. I felt myself reeling when I realized that it would take just one small motion to have our lips touching. For some reason, the memory of the time when we had kissed at one of his business events came to mind, and my heart began to thump louder in my chest. I couldn't understand the way I had felt. It was both annoying and confusing. When I saw his gaze move to my lips, I couldn't understand the goosebumps that quickly formed on my skin. Instead of the usual fear and anxiety I had alwa