Zara's Point of View Aláine and I sat in her bedroom while she went through her wardrobe. Yay! My BFF was going on a date tonight, and I was absolutely thrilled for her. Aláine didn't go out much and didn't date anyone after the issues with her ex-boyfriend, Marc. She often turned guys down that I wouldn't have. Well, at least until I met Noah. Marc was an arsehole because she wouldn't sleep with him. Now she was going out with this gorgeous-looking guy, who was a werewolf. "I'm dating a werewolf," Aláine said incredulously. "I'm going on a date. Seriously, what the fuck am I doing?" "You will be fine," I replied. "Werewolf or not, Kristof seems like a nice guy. I know Noah is, so I am sure he is too." "But I don't date!" she exclaimed. "Hold on, are you nervous because he is a werewolf or because you are going on a date?" I asked. "Yes!" she said nervously. At this point, I was trying not to laugh at her. She really needed to get out more and realise that not every guy was li

Kristof's Point of View I noticed her body react after I hinted at sex. Not only did her eyes widen, but so did her pupils. My wolven aspects could smell her body's delicious reaction. As I sat back, I smiled, knowing I had succeeded in turning her on. Of course, my body also reacted, and I was glad the table cloth hid my hardening, and I will admit my somewhat prominent, bulge. Both my wolf and Lycan wanted to fuck her right here and now. My human side was battling them for dominance because it would be totally inappropriate to give in to that impulse in a crowded restaurant. My human side would have most likely given in if we were in private. "Excuse me, sir, if I may serve your dinner now?" The interruption by the waiter brought me back to reality. I needed to take a deep breath to control my anger at being disturbed by another male and turned to look up at the man. I simply nodded, not trusting myself to say anything. During the main course, conversation about the three werew

Aláine's Point of View I had run around the park once, but Axel still needed more running. As usual, I had a tennis ball in my pocket for him. While we were playing our game, I noticed a man standing close to me watching both me and Axel. "What a lovely dog he is," the man stated, "a husky, right?" "Yes," I replied. "I'd often thought of getting a dog. Do Huskies make good pets?" he asked. "Yes," I replied again. I had a good look at the guy speaking to me. He was handsome, I supposed, but not like Kristof. I found my natural inclination to compare any man to Kristof amusing since I had only just met him. I was not sure I liked the look of this guy. There was something off about him, but I couldn't put my finger on it. He was attractive enough; I'd give him that, but there was more to someone than good looks. He lacked whatever that was, so I didn't smile at him. I simply ignored him, hoping he would get the hint, as I continued playing with Axel. I moved away from him when he

Kristof's Point of View I was just going through the pack accounts, which was not my most favourite of jobs when my phone rang. Noah was on the other end, "Alpha. We have been following Aláine as you requested. This morning, she was running in the park with her dog. Just now, a couple of possible rogues tried to take her, but we got there in time. Unfortunately, her dog, Axel, was tasered by the arseholes. Sorry, Alpha. We've got her and the dog in our vehicle. What do you want us to do?" The first thing I felt was fear. I hadn't felt that in a long time. It felt like my stomach hitting the floor when I received that phone call, and then rage set in. Someone was attempting to take my mate from me. Someone was trying to take my pack's Luna. Being this possessive wasn't something I thought I was capable of, but I was obviously mistaken. Aláine was my mate and my Luna. There was no way in hell I would let anyone take her. I wouldn't let them hurt her any more than they had already done

Aláine's Point of View Anxiously, I observed the doctor taking care of Axel. His name was Zayde, and he was softly spoken and as thorough as any vet and seemed very gentle with Axel. Zayde patted and talked to Axel while checking him. I wondered if he forgot that Axel was just a dog, but I was grateful that he took such good care of him. I was hopeful that Axel was going to be alright. Strange, but I also felt safe and secure as Kristof held me tightly in his arms throughout the doctor's visit. His hand gently caressed my cheek and neck, seemingly without thought but with such care. It was pleasant and I could get used to this. "Axel should be okay, but he needs rest. It appears not to be serious, but we have no idea if there is any long term damage," said the doctor. "He will need monitoring for a while to see if there will be any after-effects from the taser. I am sorry I could not give you any better news." "Thank you," I replied quietly. "Now let's see to your injuries," he s