Dax climbed on the other side of the bed and sat closer to Aria. He was tired but he couldn't even get any sleep. He kept watching and observing her. Waiting for the slightest movement she was going to make, for her to open her eyes soon. But none happened, she just lay there like a piece of wood, immovable. Sleep was very far from him. How could he sleep when she had been unconscious the whole time. Dax glanced at the small clock beside the bed and saw that it was few minutes past 4 in the morning. It was already late and he wasn't even sleepy at all. My mind strayed towards his recent predicament.And then he remembered that he didn't even bother tell Marcus about the letter or the council. And then his Step Mum, she's going to try to call for hjm today as he didn't give her an answer and just barged out. How do he leave Aria in this situation and answer her and the council? He thought of mindlinking Marcus but on a second thought he knew that his advisor was one of the smartest pe

The trio entered the house and Dax dropped her in the bed as the doctor marched forward, he looked at Dax nervously, expecting an explanation from him.“She was just here and suddenly dashed out of the room, screaming, and that was how we ended up in the forest.” Dax explained as if getting the message.The odd man checked her, Dax and Marcus trying to read his weird expression almost every time. He examined her pulse, whatever else he needed to do, and they just stood there staring at him.“Marcus, thank you.” Dax thanked, his eyes almost teary, and Marcus knew there was something more to it. He sounded really unhappy, like he was holding a lot.“What's the matter? Are you good?” Marcus inquired, searching his face.“The council.” He stared and couldn't continue, as he wasn't trusting, himself to speak. He handed the letter to Marcus.Marcus opened it, praying it was something he could handle and not something so worse, but he waved the thought off and concluded at once that if it w

Blaire's footsteps echoed through the hallway as she was escorted to a spacious room in the interior of the mansion. The werewolf that led her had a muscular frame. He wore a black long sleeve jacket, which stuck to his skin, alongside a pair of black trousers.Although he was dressed casually, there was something about him that told Blaire he was different from the rest of the pack.Blaire had been brought to Damien's pack house by the two werewolves who had captured her.“I am here to serve as a guide for you, Blaire.” The werewolf said. “My name is Lewis.”“You know my name?” Blaire was surprised. She had expected the werewolves to keep her prisoner until the pack arrived.“The pack has already arrived at the pack house.” Lewis explained. “We were sent to bring you back.”“They're here?” Blaire felt a little nervous. She was not sure if she wanted to meet them.“Yes.” Lewis replied. “Now please follow me.”Blaire followed Lewis out of the hallway and down a flight of stairs. At t

By the time she arrived at the pack house, Blaire's spirit was disturbed. Her anxiety was at the highest level. The very thought of what could happen to her on arrival was absolutely overwhelming. She had to battle with feelings of worthlessness and severe guilt. She saw herself as a fugitive running away from the law.The pack members had already made up their minds to punish her severely for escaping prison, a crime that would be punished by death. She had been interrogated about her whereabouts, and Miranda was found to be guilty of aiding in the crime. When they were accused, her father fought the chief of the prison guards tooth and nail, trying his best to defend his family, but ultimately, he was restrained and put down. Her mother, who had always been a quiet and passive woman, accepted her fate without resistance, knowing the penalty for her daughter's mischief.Blaire didn't want to accept her fate either. She did everything she could to escape the pack members holding her d

Dax regarded Oscar's request of making arrangements for Blaire to be out on probation with a mixture of suspicion and great concern. He respected Oscar's interest in helping out a felon, but he also understood the risks involved in taking on such a gigantic task. Blaire's treachery was far too big to be taken lightly; it was never an easy case to handle."Oscar, I appreciate your willingness to help," Dax began, his voice filled with vibrancy. "But Blaire has shown a deep-seated resistance to changeHer actions caused dissension within our pack, and her actions were uncivil. Are you ready to take responsibility for any crime she might be planning to commit next?"Oscar nodded, Ray's light shining in his eyes. "I understand the risks involved, Dax. But I believe Blaire has the potential to change. If given a chance, I can guide her back to the right track."Dax sighed. "Very well, Oscar. Your faith in Blaire is commendable, and I trust your judgment on matters such as these. However,