Kayleigh It’s been an hour since the attack. It didn’t take long for us to beat up all twelve red wolves. Bash forced one of them to shift back into his human form and then carved his name on the guy’s back. Like a marque. The bloody brand was a message to his pack that Bash and Gio, both Blutschilds from different continents, will be coming after the red wolves. Thanks the Moon Goddess I’m in the company of skilled fighters. I mean, I know I wasn’t bad at all. I carried my weight during the fight. But the red wolves who attacked us were strong and seasoned fighters as well. I’m in awe of Gio and Gisella’s combat expertise. They are a force to be reckoned. Misha and Nikolai truly let their beasts take over. Bash did not shift into his wolf form. Gisella mentioned that Bash’s wolf is deranged and hard to control. But it doesn’t matter, with what I saw, Bash didn’t need a wolf to show that he is an alpha to be scared of. I saw him tear apart a red wolf’s jaw with just his bare hands

Andrei “Andrei. Can you fucking chill? Sit your ass down and drink this.” Bash hands me a crystal glass filled with whiskey. “Let me just go see if she’s okay. They’ve been in there for an hour now. I’m worried the attack got her shaken.” I take a few steps towards the room that Kayleigh and Gisella occupy even though I just came back from there just a minute ago. “If you’re not drinking that, give it to me. Kayleigh is doing fine. She’d seen blood before. Don’t make it sound like she’s a rookie fighter. You saw how she fought back there. Stop hovering on her.” Gio chugs the whisky like it’s plain water then plops down on one of the comfortable seats across to Bash. “Plus, it’s making you look too clingy. Play it cool, man.” Bash adds, mockingly. His eyes flicker with his menacing smile. “Fuck. Fine, mom and dad!” I grab my still damp hair and brush it backwards. It’s infuriating how these two alphas meddle too much. Bash didn’t even need to be here. I’ve borrowed his jet p

Kayleigh After flying for several hours, we finally reach our destination. Per Gio’s instruction to the pilot, we landed on a private property, somewhere in the small town of Petersburg, Alaska. From my research about this place, it’s located south of Alaska’s capital, Juneau. The map showed that it’s surrounded by bodies of water. Tourist pictures depicted small rural living. The sight in front of me paints a quaint and simple life. With the trees shedding their fall leaves, the damp somewhat-green grass, and the mountain ranges around us, this place looks like a painting. The sight is refreshing to the eyes and uplifting to the soul. The freezing cold air welcomes us when the jet’s door slides open. Even beyond the foggy surrounding, I can see the beautiful nature we are surrounded with. Two four-seater golf carts are parked nearby, each having a driver standing by. I feel so unwell. No amount of ginger ale or tea can take away the nausea that I’ve been feeling since boa

Kayleigh “The fated mate bond can be unhealthy for some. As you know now, I’m very sensitive. I get anxious easily. I get bothered by little things. And when I’m restless or on edge, I become uncontainable. I turn into a crazed and violent person or wolf, whichever takes over. Only John can bring me back to my senses. He is my rock. My center. And the love of my life.” Aunt Bree’s eyes flicker when she describes how much John means to her. Listening to her makes me think about the alpha heir I left behind. The one who holds my heart. Cillian. “You were anxious because you were jealous of your fated mate’s wife? I don’t follow.” I ask, hesitantly, not wanting to offend John. “It may seem that way back then. But I know now, it was my wolf who felt unsettled and betrayed that the man chosen by the Moon Goddess for us was already with family and kids. My wolf wanted the mating mark to complete the mating bond. The mating mark would have helped in centering me, and balancing my emot

Andrei “Are you okay, malyshka?” My eyes drift between Kayleigh and her aunt. I knew I was going to discover a lot of information today. I just wasn’t expecting it to include facts about me. I am a hybrid wolf. I still want to know more. But right now is about Kayleigh. John has been observing me, watching my every move. I’m waiting for him to say something through the mind-link but he hasn’t said a word. Maybe, like me, he is letting his woman have her time with Kayleigh. I definitely need to talk to him before the night ends. “This pounding headache is not going away. I was hoping it will at least ease a little after dinner. But I feel worse. I’m feeling hot and cold at the same time. I don’t feel well.” Kayleigh palms her nape and stretches her neck sideways. I pull her to lean against my shoulder. I feel her body tense, ripping a piece of my heart, yet again. I remember when she welcomed my touches, when our skin-to-skin contact seemed like a natural thing for her. Now, she he