"Sweetie, are you sure you're alright?" mom asks me for the millionth time.All the rouges were killed. Two pack members were killed. The night sky's high above our heads and I am in bed with my mother fussing about me."Mom," I say just as she's about to get me more chicken soup. "Yes, Elizabeth?" She asks. "During the attack,” I start quietly. "A rouge said something to me."I look at her worried face and take a deep breath. "He called me Juliette."The bowl in my mother's hands crashes on the floor and breaks ito a million pieces.She come near me looks like a woman who see a ghost. She's shaking at all but I was even more surprised when she confess something to me. "You were a what?" I sputter. "I was a rouge, Elizabeth." Mom sighs, tracing the hem of her apron I stare at her expectedly, waiting for her to continue this. Mom never told me much of her life before my dad, and frankly, I never thought I should ask about it."We were... A pack of rouges," she glances at me. "A ve

"Hazel,"I groan and push away the annoying thing shaking me."Hazel, wake up!""For the love of your mom Sebastian," I mumbled. "Don't tell me we have morning jogs here.""Hazel if you want to eat ever again, wake up right now!"My eyes snap open and I see two legs in front of me, my eyes travel up to see a familiar scowling Alpha towering above me.I groan and drop my head against the cold forest floor again. How I ended up here, I have no clue but I couldn't care less. But now that he has woken me up, I might as well get up."Calm down princess," I mumbled. "We're alive."“Alive and robbed!” he glared at me. Only then do I realize, there are no bags around our camp site."They took all the bags?" I ask in shock. "Yes," Sebastian growls. "Because of you."Wait... that means..."I don't have to carry then anymore!" My arms shoot up in happiness. "What?" Sebastian's expression falls away and he blinks. "I mean," I clear my throat and switch to my serious voice. “Damn, that's so b

Jones' hollow brown eyes flash in my mind. I shake my head. Get a grip, Elizabeth. Whatever happened, happened."Being a royal doesn't mean you're going to be a good leader," Sebastian's deep voice brings me out of my thoughts. "Besides, the Royals held too much of their animalistic tendencies. Horribly short tempers, too aggressive, unbearably bossy. The list goes on forever.""Sounds like you," I mutter to myself."What did you say?""Nothing," I flash him a sweet smile. "But then, why this competition? Why not just vote for the Alpha Supreme?""This isn't just a bloody game, Hazel," Sebastian says, glancing at me from the corner of his eyes "It's a test. War strategies, survival skills, management and partnership. Whoever's the best at it will rightfully hold the authority overour race."I nod, absorbing the information. Who knew? This is actually quite sensible. But then... "And if someone cheats?" I asked. Blood coming from bullets holes. Sebastian shrugs his shoulders. "Chea

Elizabeth Point Of ViewI stare wide-eyed at the shiny metallic object Sebastian is holding out for me. Mindlessly, very sure that I'm imagining things, I take the gun from him. The cold metal presses against my palm, its weight causing me a little difficulty but it's enough to tell me this is really happening."You said we should take the shortest path,” Sebastian says, bringing me out of my thoughts. "Then this is our solution.""You're going to teach me how to shoot?" I ask breathlessly. Sebastian nods with a serious face. "If you have any chance of surviving the shorter paths, you'll need all the fire power you can manage."I look at the gun in my hands and then at Sebastian, willing myself to keep my face straight and act dignified. I start squealing."Oh my moon, oh my moon!" I grin like a manic while rocking on my toes. "This is really happening!""What?" Sebastian looks at me like I'm a talking ferret. "You have no idea what this means to me!" I fail to stop grinning. "It's

"Who's a good boy?" I coo as I scratch his head. "Obviously, you are...""Hazel" Sebastian says in irritation. "Stop it."I huff. "You're just jealous because animals hate you and not me.""Stop playing with that squirrel, we have to get going," He says, already starting to walk. "But..." "No arguments.""Asshole," I mutter before I swing my bag on my shoulder and follow him. Since we pretty much didn't sleep yesterday, we woke up late. Yes, Sebastian Walts, the perfectionist is actually not a robot and woke up late as well."Hey Sebastian," I ask, he hmms in response. "Didn't you expect to find your mate in that crescent moon ball?""No.""And during your travels?" I asked again. "Didn't you think you'd find her during that?"I see his shoulders stiffen at that. "No."Sure, I think to myself. Even if Sebastian might not accept it, his tense demeanor is more than enough to tell me that he did expect to find his mate during his travels."So, when you become Alpha Supreme, what wil