Maddox’s POV I walked out of the house after my informal chat with Millie. When I mean informal, I mean she threatened my life. But I understand her motives. I do not approve of her actions, though. Then again, she is a witch and I am not familiar with their customs. What I am familiar with is wolf customs, and that right now is what my beautiful future mate is waiting for me. Me and Xavier concluded while we were in there that Lottie had to be our mate, as we wouldn’t have tolerated being treated that way. “What was all that about?” Lottie asked with her hand on her hips. The clothes she was wearing, showing off every part of her body in a good way. I mean, I don’t want anyone looking at her. But I admire the view. “Your mom just wanted to check I would not hurt you, that’s all.” She didn’t need to know about the rest. “She has invited me to come spend the weekend with her to help you understand your wolf side and what to expect.” I noticed Parker and Caren sparr

Caren’s POV I can’t believe mom let Lottie go off with him. What is she thinking? He is a stranger. She must have her reasons, though. I am sure she will tell me soon enough. She doesn’t keep secrets from us. In the meantime, I have Parker to entertain me. We are sparring in the garden. It makes a change from fighting with Lottie. He is a good fighter, so much better than me and Lottie combined. But what he wasn’t expecting was my barrier. He can’t lay a finger on me, seen as I know when he is about to attack. His face is funny when he gets frustrated. He is sweating as he is trying really hard to hit me, but can’t even come close. Lottie is gone for a while, it’s dark when she returns. She sits outside by her mom’s rosebush, talking to Maddox. At least I know he brought her home safely. Mom sat me down and told me about her conversation with Maddox, and how he thinks he is Lottie’s mate and that she may choose to go with him. My heart drops. She could leave me. But I

Lottie’s POV I am still worried about Caren when I climb into Maddox’s SUV. But I know mom will look after her. “Where to?” Maddox asked. “The human town, please.” I told him, still distracted. “I need to pick up a few things.” He grabs my hand. “She will be okay,” he tells me, trying to reassure me. I know she will be. She has to be. What would I do without my big sister? Trying to change the subject, “We need to go to the bakery and the florist.” I told Maddox. We travel in silence and are there in no time when he pulls the vehicle over. We climb out we are heading to the florists, passing a diner along the way. “Would you like a milkshake, Lottie?” He asks. Really, I want to rush home, but what will I do when I get there? Sit and stress about Caren? At least I am out of the house and have a sexy-looking man to distract me. “You know what, okay?” We ordered milkshakes and fries and we sat and talked. He told me about where he was from, about g

Xavier’s Pov It’s a shame this isn’t a real hunt. I would enjoy taking down an Alpha Wolf. But Maddox keeps reminding me I am only about to trap him. He doesn’t need the stress of the Wolf Council breathing down his neck for attacking another Alpha for no reason. Every time I think I see a wolf in the woods, I think it’s him, but it’s not. It’s just another wolf, searching, or maybe it is one of the patrol wolves. Regardless, they are making this difficult. I also have no way of communicating with pack members to stay out of my way. It was getting dark when I heard howling. I guess someone spotted him. I ran to the sound of the howling wolves and I saw him. He is big, he is definitely black, but he is old and looks tired. “Found him. Follow the howling wolves.” I mind linked Saxon. I keep my eye on Alpha’s wolf until Saxon arrives. We need strength in numbers to trap him safely. Saxon always appears on my right side, just like Parker is always on Maddox’s right side.

Lottie’s POV I watched mom leave Caren’s bedroom, I then sneaked in. We would do this when we were kids. For any reason, we were scared, had a bad day or we just wanted to talk. I also think we just wanted a hug. As we got older and physically bigger, we struggled to get two people in our small beds and our sleepovers had just stopped. That was until last night when Caren climbed into bed with me, but tonight I was worried about my sister, so I climbed into bed with her. My big sis, who I love so much and would probably die if anything happened to her, are my thoughts. I fell asleep too. That is until I got pushed out of her bed. My first thought was ‘that bitch’ as I lay on the wooden floor. But I could hear Caren in the bathroom struggling to breathe, and I immediately felt guilty. She then ran downstairs. I jumped up and ran after her. “Mom” I screamed as I followed my sister, who ran outside. Her whole body was shaking. Mom is beside me in a few seconds. “Car...”