POV Isabella Di'Giotanno. We are enjoying the birthday party organized by Eric. It has been the most beautiful, sincere, and dedicated gift that anyone has given me. With every gesture, Eric shows me how much he loves me. Looking back, I think I always knew it, but I didn't want to love him because I didn't want to be disappointed that he wasn't mine. But he is. This incredible alpha, brave, fierce, honest, and so sexy, is all mine. However, happiness never lasts forever. The minute Eric yells rogues, everything went to hell. My beautiful surprise has turned into total chaos. Eric pounces protectively as he visualizes that a brown wolf is going to attack me. He quickly transforms into Anouk, which opens his jaw ferociously and destroys the brown wolf's jugular. He didn't have a chance. Wherever I looked, everyone was fighting with rogues who came out everywhere. Where the hell do they come from? They seem in sync. The rabid rogues pounced on everyone, be they women, men, or children

POV Eric Lafallete. A week has passed since Isabella's birthday catastrophe. During this week we have been extremely busy dealing with all the effects that an invasion of rogues has. The main consequence? Safety. The Assessment is only a week away and some of the packs questioned our safety. But others have praised the fierceness of my pack. That is why we have increased security and some warriors from the Midnight Pack, with whom we share the southern border, were kind enough to provide it for us. I think it has to do with Isabella being a convergent wolf, which has meant an increase in packs that have requested alliances with us. I have listened to them carefully, but I have not decided anything yet. I hope Isabella wakes up soon to make those decisions, especially since they involve her. The panel of experts, who were chosen for The Assessment, arrived in the early hours of today. And this afternoon they will be taken to the locations where the event will take place for inspecti

POV Isabella Di'Giotanno. The last thing I remember was that we were falling after it felt like a million punches in the stomach. Rogues. The rogues invaded my pack. I look around me, and I only see darkness. “Aika! Where are you? Aika comes on. It's not funny. Stop hiding from me. Where we are? Aika!” I scream without response. Only the constant echo of my words resonates within an endless empty space. Then I hear, “Isabella?” I quietly reply, “Who is it?” I hear a soft and distant voice. And this is how I observe how all the images of my life pass through my eyes in a second. Then I watch the images fade as if I were watching an old television. Silence... Deafening silence... Seconds seem like minutes, and minutes seem like hours. The image slowly returns, lighting up, and I appear in a place where everything is white. I blink many times so that my eyes get used to the light. It is a spacious room. “Isabella, what are you doing here? You shouldn't be here!!!” I listen to the

POV. Isabella Di´Giotanno.We hold hands, Artemis, Aika and I as we listen to recite, “Aderfí, aderfí se kaló kai se epikaloúmai, stop me sto vasíleió sou, use me na bo sto vasíleio tis Ekátis.” I frown, while I said, “what the hell does that mean, Artemis?” Artemis smiles amused as she answers me, “The exact translation would be, Sister, sister, I call your name and I invoke you. Take me to your kingdom. Let me enter to the Hecate’s Realm.” I nod and ask, “And what language is it supposed to be?” She giggles and says, “Greek! Of course!”The journey to Hecate’s realm was faster than the previous one. We arrive at a dark colonial-type house, which has a large entrance and can be read: “Be careful whoever enters these doors, because their soul will be trapped in this kingdom forever.” Aika stops and said, “Damn girl! I don’t know about you, but I won’t go in there. Nope, no fucking way.” I watch as Aika sits on the ground, not wanting to be moved from that place, and then adds, “He

POV Isabella Di´Giotanno.Once I woke up, Eric sent for everyone who appeared at the same time: mom, Sophia and Marcos. My friends told me how fascinating it was to see my wolf kill all the rogues at the same time. Marcos said that he would write an action book, with me as the main character, and that he was very sure it would be a bestseller. I laughed a lot at his occurrences.Sophia informed me about the challenging nature of the pack house reconstruction and forest reforestation. Eric concluded we were all in mourning this week, resulting in the suspension of classes. That was comforting to her not having to prepare her English homework. I feel like homework and school are like a distant dream.Mom told me what the investigation turned up, about who was behind the attacks: none other than the Abernathy family. I never believed that Juliette was capable of something like this. After the attack, her family disappeared without a trace. When Mom went with the warriors to the house, it