Quinn POVThe bathroom was massive. A tile shower took up one wall that could easily fit 4 people in. On the far wall was a jetted tub. His and her sinks sat on a marble countertop. Everything in the bathroom screamed, elegance. I was afraid to touch anything. Derek tilted my chin up before he kissed me. The kiss started off slow, before it started to grow more intense. His tongue danced with mine, exploring each other's mouths. He tasted sweet, like sweet tarts.I wrapped my arms around his neck as I deepened the kiss. A growl escaped his lips in satisfaction. I felt his hands grip the hem of my shirt before swiftly taking it off. Everytime the kiss deepened, another article of clothing was taken off until we were both naked. I didn’t allow myself to look down at the lower half of Derek’s body until we got into the shower. Water fell from the waterfall shower head. I followed the beads of water as they cascaded down his chiseled body. I gasped when I looked at the appendage between

Quinn POVA field of blood and death surrounds me. Wounded warriors scream in agony over lost loved ones and broken bonds. Atop a hill in the distance a tall figure wearing a black cloak stands. Bright emerald green eyes glow underneath the hood. Next to the figure stands an elderly female. Her gray hair blowing in the wind, her hands stretched out at her sides as she looks up at the sky. Thunder rumbles in the distance before a strike of lightning lights up the sky. A roar echoes through the storm. I know that roar. It belongs to my father. Not Thomas but the man who raised me. Turning my head to the sound I gasp as I see my father hold my mother’s limp body. A piercing pain shoots through my chest as the broken bond of my mother, the pack’s alpha, snaps. My body is stuck in its spot. My screams and yelling for my parents go unnoticed. Looking back at the hill, bright, glowing, red eyes glare at me before a wicked laugh escapes the woman. Pure evil emanating from the sound. Bef

Quinn POV The man ran a bath for me. Gone was the broody, grumpy wolf. Instead a loving, gentle, caring wolf took its place. I let my mind get lost in the tingles that enveloped my body. Instead of allowing my nightmares to plague me. I just wanted to enjoy my mate and be a normal shifter. Derek trailed kisses down my neck and onto my shoulder. The sensation shooting down to my core. I now understood why mated wolves were always touching one another. The feeling of his touch was euphoric. I tipped my head so he had better access to my neck. I felt a nip where his mark would lay, making me moan. “Soon Little Wolf, my mark will lay right there on your pretty neck for the world to see that you are mine.” He growled while nipping me once more. I clenched my thighs trying to ease the lust that went through my body. “Why don’t you mark me now?” I asked. My voice sounded breathless. “Look at me Quinn.” His voice was stern in contrast to his loving tone before. I twisted myself on hi

Thomas POVSince the full moon a few days ago, so much had already changed. When Kat and I went inside after cleaning up the mess from Quinn’s power, I decided to stop holding back and finally mark my mate. Not only did my daughter find her mate, but so did her best friend Rachel, and a few other pack members. The morning after the full moon I received a mind link from Sam that I was needed at the graveyard. When I arrived, I tried to understand what I was seeing. My father’s tombstone had completely cracked in half and cracked the Earth where his body was buried. It reminded me of an earthquake, but only on his gravesite. I had no idea what this meant, but I had a feeling that it was a coincidence that this happened the night after Quinn’s first shift. The rest of the day wasn’t any easier. I received word that our medical facility had been robbed of numerous medical supplies. Shortly after I received a mind link from one of the local Apothecary owned by Kat’s best friend Sydney,

Quinn POVI walked into Thomas’s office and was surprised to see Kat huddled with my parents and Thomas, near the large oak desk. I thought seeing all of them together would be weird, however surprisingly, it felt normal. There was something different about Thomas and Kat’s auras. A slight gasp of delight expelled from me when I noticed the mark on Kat’s neck. The matching mark reflects on Thomas’s neck. I squealed, “Yay! You finally marked each other!” I squeezed Thomas into a big hug before embracing Kat, who was blushing.“I told you she would be excited babe.” Thomas said to Kat before pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Excited is an understatement!” “Are we chopped liver?” My mom asked in a teasing tone.I smiled and hugged my parents who both pressed a kiss to my head. Sam entered the room holding a large rolled up piece of paper. Behind him entered Elan, who gave me a soft smile as they approached. Laying out the paper on Thomas’s desk, a large map of the pack territories i