Dalton’s point of view: Lucas stopped groaning altogether. He went completely still. A sudden silence filled the room. The tension rising from it made me hold my breath in anticipation as I waited for Lucas to move a bit. But, he remained motionless until… His eyes snapped open and then, he sat upright, causing Jeremy and the warriors to jump back in surprise. Still, Lucas was as rigid as a statue, hands symmetrically resting on his thighs, staring blankly into space. Did his soul leave his body or what? Was he even still alive? His eyes, slightly casted down, betoken an attitude of thoughtfulness; his forehead was clear and open; his mouth indicated firmness and resolution. Yet, it seemed like Lucas wasn’t here, like someone else had occupied his body. But who could it be? I took a cautious step towards him. Reaching out with a hand, I tapped him on the shoulder and gave him a stiff shake. Nothing! And then, he opened his mouth and said something… something that made me step ba

Dalton’s point of view: Lucas, Jeremy and the rest of the warriors reached the gates of the Moon Howlers’ secret hide-out. We passed by here multiple times already when we were out searching for Marcus. It came out as a surprise to all of us that the Moon Howlers had built a secret hide-out right in the middle of the dark forest. They were so close to our pack, so close that the humans turned creatures who escaped them either ended up around our pack’s border lines or in our pack itself. I felt Lucas’s hand on my shoulder, guiding me along in the dim light that filtered down from the silver moon. Squinting to adjust my enhanced eyesight to the darkness around me, I saw that the gates were standing open as Jeremy and the warriors walked inside, stealthily and cautiously. They headed for the black opening that seemed to plunge straight down into the earth. I hesitated as another image sprang into my mind. They had been popping more and more, and each time it became easier for me to

Cassandra’s point of view:I was so relieved when I’d managed to mind-link Dalton but I was also worried knowing that he must be close by for us to be able to communicate.‘What’s wrong?’ I asked my wolf when she stirred uneasily. Her discomfort rapidly got to me.‘Someone is coming!’ It wasn’t my inbred wolf who replied. It was the other one, the one I was still getting used to.‘You were here all this time? Why didn’t you say anything?’ I asked her.‘Now is not the time to talk about that. I’m telling you, someone is heading our way.’ She warned me, her voice alarming. Bracing myself, I borrowed my back further back into the chair I was tied to as I stared at the door which was about to open at any seconds now.What was I supposed to do? Was I really ready to face whoever’s coming for me?Instead of letting those questions bother me; I took in a deep breath and waited fearlessly for the door to be pushed open.I wasn’t alone. I had my wolves. I had Dalton’s parents with me. I coul

Cassandra’s point of view:My eyes caught onto some movement from behind them. It was Tyler. He was leaning against the doorframe with a smirk playing across his lips seemingly finding what he was watching quite interesting.Feeling my stare, he met my gaze from across the room and winked at me. I pursed my lips, rolling my eyes at him and looked to the side.“You sister…? Cassandra is your sister?” Marcus gaped at Lucas, his eyes switching from him to me and then back to him as though to see whether we had some kind of resemblance which we actually do now that I was really looking at Lucas, like really checking him out.Like me, he had two tiny moles on his left temple, more so on his left eyelid.How the hell did I not notice that before?“No shit, Sherlock!” Lucas exclaimed, more snappy and irritated at Marcus. It looked like he was so done with Marcus’s behavior and attitude, wanting nothing else but to kill him for once and for all.“Well, I didn’t know my chosen mate has a broth

Cassandra’s point of view:I was surrounded by mist. It rose up from the ground in wisps, cold and clammy, wrapping around my legs like silk. It was dark. I took a step forward, felt a branch against my face and realized that I was in a forest… in the dark forest.I immediately thought of the Moon Howlers and their secret hide-out. This is a dream, I thought. The same dream… always the same dream that’s been troubling me for a week now… ever since I was rescued from their secret hide-out. I already knew what would be behind me at this point. I could sense its paws, thudding softly on the invisible ground. I looked over my shoulder, but the mist had risen, hiding the wolf from my view.I began to run, the forest becoming solid around me as my feet struck the soiled ground. I held my arms up, pushing branches out of the way, running, running and running…Maybe I should just stop this time and face the wolf, I thought.What was the point of running away each time I felt the wolf’s prese