Kristof's Point of View Samson knocked on the door, and one of the detectives opened the door and greeted us. He was definitely a human, so I knew there was no way I could force the issue of letting me stay in the interrogation room with Aláine. When she went in, Samson motioned me to come to the next room, where there was a one-way mirror I could look through. "Sorry, Alpha, I couldn't let you stay in the room with Luna, even if the Chief allowed you," he apologised. "The lawyer for this arsehole would have a field day, and we can't let him walk. He is trafficking women for sex." Damn! Humans were disgusting at times. I severely doubted anyone in our community would do such a thing, though I wasn't sure about Vampires. They needed to get blood somehow, and I had heard stories. "At least this way, we can keep an eye on Luna without alerting anyone," Samson continued. My attention moved from Samson to the perp. So this guy was a pimp, but just on a grand scale. He was wearing a sui

Aláine's Point of View Kristof and I arrived home from the police station and went straight to his office. Noah was already there working. "Afternoon, Noah," said Kristof. "Afternoon," I echoed, smiling. "Alpha, Luna, what do you need?" Noah asked. "I need you to run Aláine through the accounts and coach her through taking over from you," Kristof replied. "I think this is an area that the Luna can oversee under your guidance at first." "Brilliant," smirked Noah. "I would be happy to show you the ropes." Noah and I spent the next two hours going over accounts. I knew that Kristof owned quite a few businesses under the name of Kristof Blackwolf. His construction company, Blackwolf Industries, was doing exceptionally well in the human world. The same company was constructing the new guard house and family units. This company had an actual accounting firm running the books, but it was overseen by Noah and now me. A certain percentage of the net profits were funnelled into the pack a

Aláine's Point of View My life consisted of walking with Kristof and Axel in the morning, having breakfast then training with Michel, Daniel and Jake. After lunch, I would spend hours cooped up with Noah learning how to do the accounts. Then I would have time to spend with Zara and Callie before dinner. Evenings were spent doing another kind of exercise with Kristof. I had never been so busy or so tired, but I can't say I hated it. During our nighttime trysts, Kristof broached the subject of a Luna Celebration where we would be officially mated in front of the pack. I would then be inaugurated as Luna officially. This was a big thing as far as the pack were concerned. They hadn't had a Luna in years, not even with the last Alpha. When the last Alpha stepped down, Kristof stepped up to take his place. He had been groomed to take over the position as the previous Alpha had no offspring. This was unusual, but the Alpha was gay, and neither he nor his mate wanted children. They could ha

Unknown's Point of View I finally found Viktor holed up in a small cabin in the woods. It had obviously seen better days. Any paint had long since flaked away, and the gardens were overgrown. I walked up the path to knock on the equally run-down door. "Ahhh, Viktor," I said, "The man I have been looking for." "And what do I owe the pleasure, Mr...?" Viktor replied. "Who I am is of no matter at this moment," I stated. "I want to know what you intend to do with the woman, Aláine?" I watched that pathetic, snivelling werewolf, Viktor. He was cowering before me, although he neither knew who nor what I was. When I mentioned the Aláine woman, I could see the indecision on Viktor's face. "She is my Luna!" he screamed at me. "No, she is not!" I snapped back at him. "She belongs to another. She never belonged to you and never will." The frustration on his face was sweet. God, I hated werewolves. Viktor walked around his little cabin. The inside was similarly as run-down as the outside