Catrina.He got up from the couch and walked over to me right as I was about to come closer. Carlo stared at me as if he'd never laid eyes on me before. I briefly thought he might've forgotten what I looked like, but then I realized it was because of the coat I had on over my linen dress. This coat is only worn by top doctors and healers from various packs who dedicate their lives to treating those who need help. In the hospital I visited today, the healers and doctors who wore this coat were either veterans or those with rare skills that set them apart from the rest."You here?" I asked, still kind of skeptical. I glanced at Edna, who stood next to the couch; she was holding Lacie. "I already said I'd come back; have you forgotten?" He replied with a touch of annoyance in his voice to my question. "I also brought our daughter along; she wants to see you. I didn't mean to make you feel bothered or anything-""I don't feel that way at all."As soon as he mentioned our daughter, Alp

Zeke.I disregarded the intense pain in my chest and just continued walking.My wounds are healed, but not fully yet, and they still limit my movement. Besides the werewolf healing faster, the potions Jane Irish gave me sped up the healing process for my wounds. She told me that my injury was dangerously close to my heart, and if it had been slightly more to the left, I would have died. No healers or potions can heal. The only way is to bring me back using some dark magic that will transform me into one of those monsters. Damn it. I feel like ripping my head off because every time I think of those damn monsters, the thought of Celeste's conditions pops into my head. I was so overwhelmed by fear that they might hurt her.I convinced myself that I could trust what they were saying—that my mate had left the place where they found me dying.But she's a fragile flower. Somehow, her power fades after that grand ball night. And she can't summon her spell the moment I take her out of the inn

Morea. I shifted back into my human form to save some energy that had been slightly drained from keeping up with Zeke all this way. He never even budged or took a break, and even though his injuries weren't completely healed, he didn't show even the slightest sign of being tired. Damn, I should remember how strong he is, and I was such a dummy for thinking I could keep pace with him. Meanwhile, each breath I took now felt like I was going to die. Goddess, we were already so far away from Blackthorn Pack and Carlo's territory. Now the ground beneath our feet transformed into a lush forest, adorned with towering pines that stood sentinel on either side. I can detect the scent of moss and herbs, along with a hint of spells. I could tell that there must be a solitary witch who had established a community nearby. Zeke stopped, crouched down, and put his hand over the moist ground. As if sensing something present. "Can you feel her presence through the vibrations in the ground?" I

Catrina.I can't calm down; my heart is racing even more, knowing that this is only going to escalate things. I want to say something that can calm everyone down; however, I don't have any proof because even the incident a few days ago was out of my common sense. It happened right before Sheerin even touched Lacie. It felt like some unseen power just whisked her away, keeping her far from my daughter. We couldn't see anything that went down in the room; it all went down in a flash.Sheerin growled in pain, her head and spine smacking against the floor with a resounding thud. Her eyes widened in pure shock as she stared at a point that was none other than where my daughter sat. My gut told me to assist her right away, so I hurried over to where she was lying. I helped her to her feet just as the door to the room swung open. Carlo and Alpha Nox entered the room."Get your hands off me," Sheerin snarls at me.Alpha Nox witnessed Sheerin writhing in agony and looked in pain, his expressi

Catrina.I'm not going to bombard Morea with questions about why she has pursued Zeke so far, even though Carlo has already punished him as a traitor of the pack. She is his sister; after all, I understand how she felt upon hearing that her brother was expelled from the pack. The expression on her face when she got here said it all. It was clear that she desperately wanted to do something to change Carlo's decision, but unfortunately, there was nothing she could do.I let Morea stay in my room as the night passed because she said she was scared to be in her room. I made my way downstairs with cautious steps. The White Tower was eerily quiet at this hour, as The Alphas and everyone else had already gone back to their rooms. They were having a rest, preparing themselves for the long mission the next day, except for one person, Carlo. I knew that he would not allow himself to fall asleep before this was all over. I was right; the meeting room was silent, yet the lights were still blazi