Raven's POVAmy was under the care of the pack's medical team, and the relief that she was receiving treatment began to ease some of the anxiety in the waiting area. As we were asked to sit down, a team of doctors and nurses approached, ready to assess our conditions.We each underwent a quick examination, and it was determined that, fortunately, our exposure to the wolfbane gas was minimal. The doctor reassured us that, while the effects were temporarily debilitating, we would recover in due time.As the medical team left, I was feeling even more disconnected from my wolf. My father's punishment was still lingering and the poison he had given me was still in my veins. He had used his Alpha authority to sever my link with my inner wolf as a consequence of actions I had taken in defiance of his orders. The disconnection had been a profound and painful experience, a stark reminder of the consequences of defying the Alpha's will. The absence of my wolf was maddening to me. My recovery w

Eve's POV:In the morning, I awoke to the comforting embrace of Ryan's warm body. He held me tightly, as if he were my protector, sheltering me from unseen threats. My body felt just as electrified as the night before.I didn't immediately untangle myself from his grasp. Instead, I allowed myself to relish the sensation of being close to him once more. I wasn't certain if I was ready to fully commit to a relationship with him again, but I cherished these stolen moments we shared.I must have stirred in my sleep, as I felt Ryan's fingers gently caressing my hand."Good morning," I whispered softly, snuggling closer to him."Good morning, love," he replied with a sleepy mumble.I tried to turn and face him, but he muttered something into his pillow and pulled me even closer. The sensation of his strong, muscular body pressed against mine left me breathless for a moment.Being a werewolf came with its own unique set of advantages and challenges. The heightened senses, physical strength,

Eve's POV:When we left the hotel, Ryan listened to my advice to wear something comfortable. He was dressed in jeans, a simple black T-shirt, and a rugged leather coat, and had an air of casual confidence that I couldn't help but find appealing. His attire had a certain rugged charm, a far cry from the formal Alpha I remembered, but it suited him well.We strolled down the streets, winding our way through Vence, our steps unhurried. Small boutiques showcased handmade goods, while locals greeted each other with warm smiles. As we explored, I couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging to this picturesque place.As we walked, Ryan led me into a narrow alley hidden from the main street. At the end of the alley, there was a shop with a sign that read "Clementine's Curiosities." The quaint, old-fashioned letters hinted at its unique character.Upon entering the shop, I felt as if I had stepped back in time. The interior was an old bookstore, filled with shelves lined with dusty tomes, thei

Ryan's POV:My instincts kicked into overdrive as the attackers closed in on us. I fought fiercely, my movements precise and calculated. But in the chaos of the battle, it was hard to get a clear look at our assailants. They seemed to be experts in combat, their faces mostly hidden beneath hoods, and their tactics well-coordinated.I couldn't let them harm Eve. My primary concern was her safety. I fought with every ounce of strength and skill I possessed, trying to shield her from harm. She held her own, her determination unwavering, but the odds were overwhelming.As the skirmish raged on, I found myself facing an assailant who had managed to get behind me. I reacted quickly, blocking their blows, but in the process, I twisted my body awkwardly, causing sharp pain to radiate from my wound.The burning agony was a brutal reminder of my vulnerability. Blood trickled from the wound, staining my clothing. I gritted my teeth and refused to yi

Raven’s POVEve's voice, with its familiar warmth, was a balm to my unsettled nerves. The connection I felt with her, even just through the phone, had a way of soothing the storms within me."Hello, Raven," she greeted me, her tone a mix of comfort and curiosity.“Hello, Eve. Is everything okay with you?" I inquired, my concern palpable."Well... everything is fine now, yes," she responded after a pause that seemed to stretch into eternity.My heart skipped a beat, anxiety gripping me. The worst scenarios played out in my mind, and I fought to keep my composure. "Tell me what happened?" I pressed, my voice betraying the worry that surged through me.“There was an attack earlier in the day,” she said quietly."God, Eve, are you okay?" Panic laced my words. "I'll be right there. Where are you? Are you hurt?" I bombarded her with questions, the horror of the situation driving my urgency.She chuckled softly, a sound that eased a fraction of my anxiety. As long as she could laugh, I reaso