HARDIN'S POV"Damn it! I could have achieved my aim if only this son of a bitch wasn't there to stop me," I said with spite in my voice, clenching my hand into a fist. If only Nyall wasn't there then Eric would have been dead by now. I sat on my chair in my house with my eyes darting around. I felt so irritated by everything and everyone around and none of them seemed to make sense. With my lips pursed, I rose to my feet in search of what to feed on. My belly ached for something beautiful but sad enough, the kitchen was as dry as the Sahara desert. A sigh escaped from my lips. I Walked back to the room with fallen head. As I sat back on the chair, my mind began to think of other ways to get to Eric. I wanted to end him once and for one. Seeing him alive and well irritated me.."Don't you have any conscience? What has he done to you for you to want to kill him?" This same conscience accused me. I laughed, a devilish laugh. It was actually funny and it took me almost five minutes to und

NYALL'S POVWith all the events that had been going on in the pack, it's only by the help of the moon Goddess that I haven't gone crazy. It's been a whirlwind of event and in the middle of it all is the Alpha who got unfortunate to be mated with someone as evil as Khalan."Why can't he just forget her and get another mate for himself? The sight of her alone disgusts me and I hate her so much," I said to myself with my hands clenched into a fist. I continued to pace through the entire room like one that was searching for something. I heard a knock on the door just at that moment. It was Sharp and unfriendly. A frown formed on my face. "Who's that?" I queried, my eyes fixed on the door. There was no response at first."I said who is that?" I asked again, slightly raising my voice. "It's me. Open the door quickly. I have something to discuss with you sir!" I heard someone say from the door. I recognised it at that very moment.. I had grown accustomed to it after years of hearing it at t

NYALL'S POVI was dumbfounded at the sight of the man that was wrapped in the white linen cloth. The sight of it alone sent shivers down my spine. I began to pespt as well."What happened to him? Who did this to him? Weren't you all there?" I asked all these questions at once with my eyes darting around with reckless abandon. I still couldn't believe that the same person I had spoken to about two hours ago was lying dead in front of me. Tears trickled down my face at once."Hardin…" one of the men began but could proceeded before his tears choked his voice. I was pained the most."Hardin did this? Hardin killed him?" Blood flowed right to my brain as I clenched my hand into a fist."Yes sir, he did. He is responsible for all of these sir. The commander had gone in to speak to him for a while, hoping to convince him to leave the pack as peacefully as he could but then he didn't listen and then went on to kill him. We found him in… in… cold blood…" I shivered. My head banged."And wher

MADELYN'S POVHaving lived all my life in penury in my husband's pack, I decided to return to my pack, the pack I was born in… my parents pack. My husband had died about ten years ago and the pack members had shown me nothing but pain and misery. My entire life had known no more misery than I knew after the death of my husband. There was nothing left for me anymore. I had set out on the journey two days earlier and had only arrived the pack that hour. So much had changed since the last time I was there. There were new houses and the security was tighter, but what I noticed was that it was relatively silent than it usually is. I went around with my two young daughters, trying to locate the house that I had grown in. I couldn't. "What's going on? Why am I finding it difficult to locate where it is?" I wondered aloud with my both daughters Holding my hands. It was strange that I couldn't find the house that I had spent over half of my life in and it was starting to get to me. I turned

MADELYN'S POVI felt my entire world crumble right at my feet as tears trickled down my face. They had gathered in my eyes from the moment he announced the death of my parents but had only managed to flow down at that moment. I was in pain and nothing in the world could comfort me, not even the gentle and warm touch from my kids could do that. "Mama! Mama! What's going on?" Their weak frail voice seeped to me but I didn't give a damn. My parents, my sister and my brother.. No, this cannot be true. I do not believe him and I hide it not a bit. "Go away! You are lying to me!" I said to him as the tears choked my voice. I ran my hands through my hair again."You don't seem to believe me? It's fine… you can ask others about it and they would tell you the same thing… I'll like to take my leave immediately," he mumbled and then went off as swiftly as he could with his walking stick serving as support for his back.The moment he went off, the reality of his words dawned on me and I began to