Valerie's POVWe left the crime scene about thirty minutes later and headed back to the packhouse. The BlackMoon Alpha, Ace managed to regain his composure and took the body back to his pack, after promising to help in whatever way he can to catch the killer.Alpha Enzo also made sure to tighten securities in all areas of the pack, especially deserted areas. Once back at the packhouse, Wesley and I headed straight to the kitchen, where I planned we could take coffee and think of what we could do to prevent another murder. Wesley grabbed a wine from the top drawer with two cups, placing them on the table at the center of the kitchen. "Not coffee now. This would do." He raised the bottle up to my face and expertly uncorked it, the rich crimson liquid filling both cups immediately.Wesley dropped one cup before me and I took a sip of the wine, savoring its rich flavor, before setting the cup down and looking intently at him. "I feel like we're missing something. How does he manage to g

Wesley's POVWe walked deeper into the woods, the rustling of twigs beneath our feet accompanying each step, as we headed towards the scene where the rogue had killed himself.Arriving at the scene, I watched the guards move around, cleaning every evidence of the scene. Since it was close to the park, it was best not to leave any trace of it, to prevent the pack members from seeing it and begin living in fear.I sat on a weathered log, trying to shift all my focus on the scene and ignore every nagging thoughts swirling in my mind. I wanted to believe so hard that Tyler was genuinely changed and ready to behave like he should've normally been, not directing unprovoked hate towards me, but with the situation on ground and that we couldn't trust anyone yet, I just had to let go of that thought. Mostly because Eve was my prime suspect and no matter what she does, I was pretty sure Tyler wouldn't go as far as exposing her. He would rather hate me, than expose her, so it seemed our relation

Valerie's POV"Hi." She smiled timidly, glancing at the little girl before introducing. "She's Tara, my little sister." In response, the little girl with captivating blue eyes glanced at me before shyly looking down at her feet."Oh Hi, Tara!" I crouched down before her, smiling sweetly while tucking some strands of her blonde hair behind her ear. "You have the prettiest eyes I have ever seen." I mused, causing her cheeks to turn a shade of pink. "You wanna join me to make some pancakes?" She nodded eagerly, and I held her hand, leading her to the kitchen.A few minutes later, both girls sat at the kitchen counter eating the pancakes and scrambled eggs we had prepared together. My attention shifted to the door when I heard someone call my name. Seeing Tyler, I excused myself from the girls and went to meet him by the door. "The council has concluded on their case." He began in a hushed tone, briefly glancing at the girls. "The father has temporarily lost custody of them. The authorit

April's POVI shut the door to my new room, bolting it locked before plopping down on the bed, and letting out an angry groan. I could hear the sounds of Valerie's cries from her room, causing a knot to form in my stomach, twisting with exasperation. I loved Valerie, and she had always seemed to make the right choices until she decided to associate friendly with the alpha family. How could she forget the nightmares, the tears, and the anguish that haunted us both? At first, I thought she was only being nice to Wesley since he wasn't in support of what they had done to us, but then Tyler? Why was she even pleased that he changed his attitude towards her? I pressed my palm against my ears, trying to block out her cries. My gaze shifted to the pink diary sticking out of my bag—the diary that made me realize Valerie had given up on finding justice for our parents. Did she even realize how all of this changed me? I wouldn't be surprised if she never knew, since she has chosen to direct h

Valerie's POVA piercing pain in my head is the first thing that greets me the moment I slipped back into consciousness. I groaned in pain, noticing my vision was blocked with dark clothing wrapped around my eyes. I tried to move, feeling my muscles numb, but instead, I felt my skin scrape against a rough surface. If I could guess right, my hands were tied to a tree while I sat on the ground with both legs tied together.I heard the loud chattering of male voices around me and footsteps moving all about. Trying hard not to panic, I struggled against the restraints, which was just a wasted effort.A rustling sound caught my attention and through the black fabric around my eyes, I could make out a shadow looming above me. The blindfold is swiftly removed from my face, and I move my gaze around slowly, sighting some men gathering around a fire with drinks in their hands, laughing loudly at their own jokes. There were several young men moving around, none of them even sparing me a glance.