Cilla’s POVThe twins were not spoilt brats. They were little devils. They did not remind me of my siblings. They reminded me of Satan. Dalia and Malia Frey, daughters to Vincent and Mirabel Frey, alpha and Luna of Waterside pack were the worst children I had ever met. Those two eight year olds were the scourge of the earth. Dalia and Malia had sandy white blonde hair and freckles on their faces. They were very pretty. On the outside, they looked like two beautiful angels that anyone would admire to have. Dalia was a bit taller than her sister and had a small scar on the back of her hand. That was how I was able to tell them apart. I had spent less than ten minutes with them but I was already to tear my hair out. While one was running around the house wreaking havoc, the other was standing by the window singing out loudly with a croaky voice. I was not even halfway picking up all the toys scattered all over the leaving room. Most of them were broken and there were sharp parts sticki

Ridian’s POVSamantha and I talked about so many things that day, some of which I never imagined she had opinions on. Turns out she was smarter than she let on. She had dumb-ed her brilliance down so much that I had never seen it. I thought she was just another dumb beautiful blonde.Eventually, we had to address the elephant in the room. Cilla Markle. I had tried to avoid talking about her but Samantha was not about to leave without bringing the subject up.“I knew you were just waiting to bring that up,” I said, smiling.“I knew you were trying very much to avoid the subject,” she said.“What do you think I should do about it?” I asked.“What I think doesn’t matter. What you think is very important? Do you want her back? Do you think you can accept a normal mate relationship with her? What is your view of her as a person?”“I haven’t known her much to form a real opinion. From what I’ve seen, she’s a nice girl, quite courageous. She has stood up to me on serval occasions. Even stood

Cilla’s POV“The last witch I talked to went and reported me to the alpha,” I told Raven. “So, you can understand why I’m wary of your kind.”She nodded. “I get it. But, I’m bored. I need something to do or I’ll go crazy. Besides, you seem like a nice person.” “I’m nice until you cross me. If you’re thinking of doing that, get ready for what I’ll do to you. Trust me, it won’t be nice.”Raven chuckled. “Relax. Just tell me what you want, and I’ll see how I can help. Come, let’s go to my place. No one can hear us when we’re inside.”“Okay,” I said.I followed Raven towards a tiny building surrounded by a thick hedge. You could only see the top of the building. There was a path leading to it. When we got in her tiny compound, I saw that the building looked great and new with light green walls and tinted glass windows. You couldn’t see past the hedge.“Isn’t it scary? Living like this?”Raven shook her head as she opened the door. “I’m a witch. Nothing scares me. I can sense someone comi

Ridian’s POVI felt like I was not in charge, and it sucked. For a long time, I had been in charge of everything in my life. I got what I wanted, and tossed out what I did not need. If I ended up wanting it back, I got it back because I was Ridian Jamison, the alpha of Blackmoon pack, one of the greatest packs in the territory. Things always worked in my favour, and if they didn’t, I forced them to. I started feeling that I was not in as much control as I thought when Jane ran out on me. Now the issue of Waterside pack made it even more obvious. I heated feeling out of control, and it was killing me. Therefore, I had to teach Vincent Frey a lesson he would never forget.It was the second time I was speaking to the arrogant man on phone. The first time he had the guts to hang up on me which was not a very polite thing to do. This guy had no qualms about disrespecting me and it angered me the more.But I let it slide, and decided to try again.“You should stop calling me because we are

Every day after my shift, I left the main house through the back door and used a route in the flower garden to get to the building I resided in. Usually, there was no one in that place, but occasionally id meet a couple chatting or walking around while holding hands. On my day of escape, I was unlucky because I ran into Jardon. I had planned to branch off the flower garden and head to the woods instead of taking the path that led to our building.“Look, who we have here.” He said, coming to stand in front of me. I had no option but to stop walking because he was blocking my way.“What do you want, sir?” I inquired.“You,” he said, touching my cheek with his cold hand. I resisted the urge to push it away. Jardon looked really strong and I was not seeking to get killed. “I’m sorry sir but I have to go. My shift is over and I would like to rest.”“Why are you so arrogant? I’m the one in charge here and I will decent when you leave. I have been wanting you for so long.”I was beginning