ATLAS"And why is my presence needed when you know what I will do?" I ask Cane as we sit in the back seat of my car heading to the border where the Midnight Crescent pack is already settling in and taking over the witch's houses in the border. My instinct was right earlier, he was going to handle the situation himself. He had come to my office to ask that we both go to the border to get this over with. He looks straight ahead running his hand down his tie with a mischievous grin, "You can do as you please Alpha Atlas, I promise I won't hold you back," he says and I suspect he is up to no good. I can't trust him, his mission is to get me killed and if I play right into his trap he might do it today. "I heard your sister went back home," I say."Yes, we both know she is better off back home than looking like a desperate little pup," he says grinding the back of his teeth like my question had bothered him.I know he doesn't get along with his sister, they seem to just put up with eac

AMELIAAs we arrive at the market square, I can't help but notice the bustling activity around us. Vendors are selling various goods, pack members going about their day, and children running around playfully.I have been in the mansion since I got here and I didn't know how much I missed this. Back at Alpha Hector's mansion, I always look forward to restocking day.Going to the market and feeling an air of freedom even though his guards were always on my tail making sure I didn't escape. "Is there anything you want to get?" Enzo asks raising an eyebrow. If I had been asked this question a month back I would have had a lot of things to buy but knowing Atlas he will certainly get me anything I want, all I have to do is ask. "No," I reply shaking my head.Enzo nods before leading me through the crowd, I walk briskly behind him trying to keep up and not get lost. My eyes fall on the things being sold ranging from food to clothes and drinks. My eyes suddenly notice a shed with accesso

AMELIA"You barren bitch," Sage yells as she grabs my hair and I grab hers, swinging blows into her jaw as she continues to swing toward my face as well. I can sense the people in the gym, already looking towards our direction but I don't care about them. I plan to teach her a lesson, a very good one."Stop this both of you," Easton yells his hand still holding on to my waist firmly but I don't yield. I am not planning to give her the upper hand."Now," Easton yells letting go of my waist and trying to step in between us. I feel Sage slowly letting go of me and I do the same taking a step back. Easton takes a deep breath placing his hand on his waist as relief washes over his face but I surprise him and Sage when I reach out quickly grabbing the collar of her shirt, and pulling her closer to me as I head butt her as hard as I can.She staggers back and falls to the ground groaning in pain. I close the distance between us about to pick her up from the ground and beat her up some more

AMELIAStartled, I quickly try to step in between Atlas and Easton, my heart pounding in my chest. "Stop it, Atlas! He didn't do anything wrong!"Atlas's grip only tightens on Easton's neck at my words, I can see clearly in his eyes, that his wolf is taking over. "I saw his hand on your chin, Amelia. Tell me the truth." He demands, anger still evident in his voice."A-Alpha," Easton's eyes widens at the intensity of the grip on his neck, his hand reaches out to hold Atlas's hand trying to break free."Let him go, Atlas," I say sternly, grabbing Atlas's arm. "Now."Reluctantly, Atlas releases his grip on Easton, but he continues to glare at him. Easton takes a step back coughing out and rubbing his neck. He soon stands upright bowing his head to Atlas, his expression calm despite the confrontation."Alpha, I didn't mean to cause any trouble," Easton says calmly, his voice laced with a hint of apology. "I was just checking her bruise. I didn't notice it back at the gym."Atlas's eyes f

_THIRD PERSON'S POV_ Cane stepped into Ethel's room after instructing the guards guarding the door to get lost, he closed the door slowly trying not to wake Ethel up. Once the door was locked, he walked over to the edge of the bed staring at Ethel as she lay on the bed, asleep. He circles the bed and sits next to her on the bed noticing a white residue on the knife mark on her face, someone must have come to clean her up. Ophelia he suspected, was known for using her herbs to heal injuries like this. He leaned in looking at it closely wondering if it would leave a scar. His eyes suddenly glow brightly at the thought of her having a scar on her face once it heals, he stretches his hand to her face tucking a strand of hair and blocking her eyes behind her ears. "I wanted to keep him longer for you to see him while I rip off his eyes from his face," Cane chuckled, his eyes darkening as the memory of him stabbing the man's eyes came to his mind. He couldn't deny that he found it sat