Dante: “Where did Alessandro run off to?” I asked Nicolas who shrugged as he chose a knife. He smirked and handed it to me, his eyes growing menacingly dark as his wolf grew high with a bloodlust adrenaline boost. “He would be back” Nicolas said, choosing a knife for himself before approaching Leonardo whose eyes widened in surprise when he dug it inside his dick. The man’s eyes widened in surprise, and screaming, we both watched as his blood poured as his wails of pain, squirmed, and thrashes grew relentless. “Oops, it slipped” Nicolas said, pulling the knife out “this should help…” He opened the bottle of vodka and poured it over the fresh wound, causing the man’s body to jerk a few times as he arched his back. He kicked his legs, trying to soothe the burning between his legs and Nicolas sighed “you know, your beta isn’t fun anymore. I thought that he could handle more than just a few stabs” By a few stabs, Nicolas meant the one that was in his stomach, his thigh, left knee, ri

Giovanni: “The fancy proposal of ‘The Billionaire D’Angelo’ to his lover and girlfriend Aurora” I read out loud, rolling my eyes as I read the news. I tapped my fingers on the armrest twice as the picture of Dante on his knee in front of Aurora as she looked at the ring as he placed it in her finger. I folded the newspaper that I was reading before throwing it aside, and shaking my head at how things got to where they were; however, it wouldn’t be long before their perfect love story ended. I just needed to find the perfect timing to do it. “Boss, she is losing it again” Santos, my new second hand, said, entering my office. The man did not bother knocking on the door, not that he needed to, the door was wide open considering that no one, aside from him, dared approach this room to begin with. I sighed and got up from my chair, picking up the newspaper and taking it with me, knowing that it would be the perfect chance, before heading toward Gabriella’s room where she was locked an

Nicolas: “Well, tonight went well” Eva said, smiling as we entered the house. The two of us have been sharing a house at the pack, mostly because we were growing closer with each passing day and I was growing both more attached to and protective over her. “Yes, thankfully” I said, running my fingers through my hair as I looked at her, admiring her. Her curves made my blood travel south where I really didn’t need it to right now. Having found her, I was sure not to touch another woman so as not to come home with a love bite or a female’s scent, fearing that she would grow upset. And respecting the fact that she might not want to rush things, especially after how she lost her mate. I wanted her to be sure that she wanted to be with me. My heart raced, and turning toward the room, I knew to dismiss myself before she caught the boner, and plus, it was not like she was going to say anything else anyway. Unless Nico Sandro was around us, she rarely ever opened a conversation; therefore,

Dante: I smiled as the doors opened, revealing my mate who was walking out wearing her beautiful white wedding dress. Alessandro had his arm looped with hers, and the smile on her face could be seen a mile away under the beautiful white veil she wore. Alessandro’s eyes met mine and he smiled, both happy and proud of the two of us for making such a choice. I knew that he was also happy that he, at least, got to have a chance of taking one role of a father, considering that he had lost so much time and had missed so much in his daughter’s life. Mom’s eyes met mine and the smile of proudness that was on her face was one that I would never forget, and looking at Nicolas who stood beside me as my best man, I smiled, thankful for the man who has entered my life so suddenly but changed so much about me. My brother, someone that I knew that I could at least lean on when I felt weak, and the best part was, he didn’t do it for anything in return, for once, I met a person who was being genuin

Eva: I stared at Madam Clara who was holding my child in her arms, trying to convince myself that this was not just a dream, and I won’t wake up not finding my son in front of me. “I named him Marcellus, Marcel for short” she said “I remember you telling me that you wanted to name him that when you were first pregnant if the baby was a boy” “How?” I asked, trying to stop my tears from falling from my eyes. Maria, who was sitting beside me, wrapped her arm around me as she pulled me to her chest, trying to comfort me. “Alpha Sebastian got us out that night. It turns out he lived in the same building at the time, and just as he was trying to escape the fire, he heard our voices. He broke the door and came inside. I don’t even know how he managed to get us out without getting any of us killed. But I remember waking up around a month or so later, with him holding Marcel in his arms, and looking at me in the hospital bed. I had lost consciousness during the fire” she said, making my he