Diana POV The morning was like any other morning; walking into the forest, I couldn't help thinking how beautiful our land was. I watch Nathan and Drew race each other up the mountain, laughing at their antics. Suddenly I smell the coppery scent of blood in the air. Inhaling deeply, I follow the smell until it gets stronger. Walking closer, I see Damian and Anthony, two of our scouts who have been attacked and killed inside our borders. Not understanding how our sentinels didn't pick up another pack or rogues scent entering our land, I try to mindlink Jonah, But I am too far away from him. Panicking, I turn and run; I need to find Jonah. Another scent hits me, making me stop and freeze, a witch. I see a witch being pushed towards me, badly beaten and hands bound. Fear courses through my body as I know who is with her. Alpha Michael has used a witch to mask his pack's scent. Smiling cruelly, he shoves the witch towards me. Grabbing me, he tied my wrists together, then turned to fou

Layla POVI have been living with Marian for three years. Amy should be here soon; she comes every morning before school. I roll over in bed, saying “NO” and covering my head with my pillow as I hear the excitement in Amy’s voice; I don’t want to get out of bed.“Wake up, Layla. It’s our first day back at school. We are going to rule.” “I hate school, Amy.”“But it's high school, Layla.”“Fine, Amy, I am getting up.”She laughs as she walks out of my room. It is not unusual for Amy to have breakfast with Marian and me; she is here early most mornings. I put on my favorite blue jeans and a t-shirt, slipping my feet into my sneakers.I can hear Amy chatting to Marian in the kitchen; Amy stops when she sees me with a horrified expression on her face.“You can't wear that; it's our first day; we need to make an impression.”Marian laughs as Amy drags me back to my bedroom; she digs through my clothes until she finds a white tank top. I snatch it off her and put it on. she hands me a pair

Diana POVIt has taken four years, and I finally got to know a few pack members. Michael still controls my movements by demanding I tell him what I have planned for the day. I have his permission to help out at the clinic and see if the pack's elders need anything. I can speak to Amy and Layla now, but only when Marian is with them.Michael left with Grayson and fifty of his warriors earlier this morning. I smirk to myself. He said there had been trouble with rogues attacking smaller packs. I call bullshit on that one. It is Michael attacking the smaller groups and blaming the rogues.I will make sure I am at the clinic when they get home, as they will have wounded wolves that require treatment. I watch as Amy and Layla walk through the school gates; they have become closer as they get older; watching them reminds me of Bethany, my sister, and myself when we grew up.I smile when I see Elder Josie hobbling over to me; she is a lovely old wolf. She would have been a great beauty when

Diana POVMichael's last raid was successful, meaning he killed any wolves that did not submit to him. We were busy at the clinic treating the wounded warriors; not one of them would answer any of my questions about where they went or what happened. A few of the older warriors had the decency to look ashamed when I asked them. Michael was furious when he returned home after speaking to Rose. She found her mate amongst the warriors he brought back. I am not sure how I feel about Rose being happy; she has done so much to make my life miserable. Michael and I can't mend the mate bond; it is fractured because of Michael's actions. I would not give Michael a second chance if he begged me.I had mixed emotions about Layla coming home; I wanted her with me, but it will be harder to protect her from Michael. Layla can't do anything right in her father's eyes; he treats her with contempt, trying to crush her confidence every chance he gets. His behavior towards Layla is disgusting.Layla com

Layla POVI have run out of time; I turn eighteen in two weeks. There is something wrong with Diana; she is preoccupied and withdrawn. She leaves the house early every morning looking for herbs; the problem is she never returns with any. My father hasn't noticed as he is too wrapped up in himself and what he wants. I always thought the Alpha was supposed to care about the pack and put their needs first. My father's actions have taught me how wrong I am.I had forgotten it was Monday until I heard Diana calling me. I brushed my teeth, put my hair in a ponytail, and threw on a shirt and shorts; Diana handed me a bacon and egg roll for breakfast as I ran out the door. I catch up with Amy at the school gates. I groan when I see Shasha approaching; her strawberry blonde hair is perfect- her tits are on display for everyone. Sasha is a sneaky bitch who uses her looks and body to manipulate the unmated males of our pack every chance she gets. She reminds me of my father, always nasty and c