Sara’s POVOne month Later- I love my office, it’s mostly cream colored with rose accents everywhere. It’s so inviting and several pack members requests appointments to discuss matters under my jurisdiction. I am in charge of education, welfare, human community interaction, and pack parties.Shay’s jurisdiction is pack ground beautification, training upgrades, and packhouse menus. But honestly, I end up doing the menus. Training upgrades are taking most of her time. These warriors are really not a standard we are used to. I can pin any of them without using Alpha strength in less than 5 mins. Shay is fixing that.Thomas takes me out every Tuesday, Shay wanted Thursdays which is our parents’ standing date night. Then, on Fridays we all three spend time in Thomas’s room playing games, making out, watching movies. Saturdays Thomas takes me to baseball games. We travel with the team wherever they are we go! If they aren’t playing, we find someone who is.Sundays are pack days. I have act

Sara’s POVI look at the bedroom. The candles have died, wax is everywhere, mixed with Lavender buds. There is blood on the sheets from my first time. Thomas and I are both complete messes.Thomas groans next to me.“What’s wrong?” I ask. He turns his big brown eyes to stare at me.“Shay keeps trying to mindlink. She is feeling left out and sad. I’m sorry baby, I’m telling her you and I are making up for lost time.” He pulls me close.I never thought I would do this, but wow I’ve become a jealous mean bitch.I flash Shay an image of Thomas’s sated face with a message.Me- who's not women enough?Shay- bitch.Me- takes one to know one.I block her out and enjoy this time with my mate.“We need a bath,” I say.“That sounds nice. Can you walk?” He asks me smirking.“Let’s find out,” I slide off the bed and try to walk. “Nope, this hurts!” I sit back in the bed.“My sweet mate, let me heal you!” Thomas lays me down and licks between my legs. I put my hand on his head and rock my hips agai

Shay’s POVI had never considered the Saturday baseball games Sara and Thomas shared as separation. I thought of them as my break. Mostly from Sara but also from the fake, sweet, piece of candy I have to be when I’m around Thomas. If Sara had rejected him like I begged her to then I could ease up on the sugar coating. But of course, Miss Perfect has to open her legs finally. At least I can take this time to shift. My wolf craves Saturdays. I'm going to be sad when baseball season is over. Thomas has strict rules about shifting. Especially for me since my wolf is lavender in color. Real Alphas are black, they may have a marking, but the main color is black. Most Beta’s are gray or deep brown. Some are blonde but few. Of course, the most blessed and exceptionally rare are white wolves. Polychromatic wolves were rare until of course my parents decided to repopulate the world. It’s a joke, but yeah there are more polychrome wolves now than at any point in known history.So, I take S

Thomas’s POV Watching Shay pained me, but not as much as it should have. I didn’t hurt as her mate, I hurt as her Alpha. And that fact pained me. Someone has messed with my mate bond. Some witch is trying to take what’s mine. “We need to talk to the Dark Crescent Warriors,” Sara says with a strength in her voice I don’t expect. “We start with the blonde and work out way to the Griffin guy. Zek may have to question him.” I nod, as the car carrying Shay disappears from sight. Sara ties her long blonde hair up. “You ever hear of a Wallace interrogation?” I shake my head. “Just stay out of my way.” I raise my eyebrows, still not sure what to say. I follow her to the dungeon and watch as my sweet mate changes before my eyes. “Name,” she said, enter the cell with the first prisoner looking over the tools on the table. “I’m Chase, I mean no harm,” I see the fear in his eyes. “I was told by my Beta to seek help from Alpha Thomas. My Alpha has completely lost his mind. Alpha Griffin is

Luca’s POV I knew if told my mother my intention she would have stopped me. I had already asked Alpha Liam and Uncle Cliff. My first battle. As a young Alpha I’m a target I get that, but I’m trained by the best. I won’t get cocky; I’ll stay low and watch myself. I arrive at the portal and turn to my dad. “Any last-minute advice?” I ask. “Never tell your mother that I didn’t try and stop you,” he says smiling. I think my dad is low key proud of me. “I’ve got his back Alpha,” Uncle Cliff has always been my protector, my trainer, my friend. He is mates with my Uncle Taylor, who is twins with my Aunt Kassandra, the badest, most deadly Luna in any realm. I die, she kills him, no question. “You ready young Alpha?” Alpha Cullen asks. I nod to my dad and walk through. As soon as I step foot in the human realm, I feel my wolf take over. The arms are strong, like another Alpha, but the lips are soft. I open my mouth a little and fight for control. I’ve never felt happier. As the ha