Nora’s POV A groan escaped my lips as my feet hit the bed frame. Pain exploded in my ankle and shot up my leg like glass shattering. I tried to sit up, but the bed sheets felt like chains around me. I was too weak and drained to get up. I looked up at the door, hoping for a miracle. My boys were standing by it, they were my only hope right now, as much as I hated to admit it. Matteo reached for the doorknob, but Asher suddenly darted out, shouting over his shoulder, “I will be right back!” “Ash, no!” I screamed, fear gripping my heart. “It’s too dangerous out there!” But he was gone, leaving me and Matteo alone. I could still hear the gunshots and the screams—the sounds of war. It was like we were in the middle of a bloody battle, and we had no allies. Matteo came back to me, his gray eyes filled with worry, like they were carrying all the sorrows of the world. He was only nine, but he had seen too much. “Mom, do you really want to leave this villa?” he asked softly. I nodded, t

Author’s POV Rick stood inside the clinic room, tears streaming down his face. He knew Alphas didn’t cry, but he couldn’t help it. He watched as a new doctor, whom his brother had found at the last minute, examined his girlfriend on the bed. She was unconscious, and he feared the worst. He could barely breathe, and his heart ached. He had a terrible feeling that she had lost their baby. The doctor finished examining her and turned to look at him. His expression was grim. “Alpha, I need to talk to you outside, I don’t want to disturb her sleep.” He said in a low tone. Rick shook his head and said, “Tell me here, she is a deep sleeper. This room is private.” The doctor nodded, took a deep breath, and let it out. “…your lady had a miscarriage. I’m so sorry, Alpha.” Rick felt his legs give way, and he collapsed on the floor like an anvil. He sobbed harder, unable to believe it. He had lost count of how many girlfriends had miscarried under his watch and how he had chased them away af

Author’s POV Alpha George slammed on the brakes, feeling his heart leap into his throat. The car screeched to a halt, barely avoiding a collision with the vehicle in front of them. He exhaled sharply, wiping the sweat from his forehead. He glanced at his companions, who looked equally shaken. “Fuck, that was close,” he said, trying to sound brave. “You guys, okay?” Jack and Leo nodded, still gasping for air, with their hands to their chests as if to keep their hearts from leaping out. “Okay?” Jack repeated, his voice trembling. “We almost died, man. How can you be so calm?” A crooked smile twisted George’s mouth. “What’s the matter, boys? Scared of a little speed? I didn’t know you guys were such pussies, you are supposed to be tough, not weak.” George teased. Leo rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t hide his relief. “Call me weak all you want, Cuz, but I don’t want to die just yet. I haven’t found my mate, you know.” George snorted, knowing that Leo was serious, even if he was a pl

Alpha George’s POV Anger and adrenaline were pumping in my veins. I wanted to rip his throat out, but I knew I had to control myself. I had to be a leader, not a beast. I stood up from the throne and glared at him. “You have crossed the line. How dare you insult me and my family? You have no right to question or doubt me. Because you have no idea what you are talking about." I took a deep breath and continued, “My mate and sons are real, and they are coming. And I won’t let anyone hurt them or take them away from me. Not you, not anyone. Do you understand?” My eyes drifted to the sea of faces, some of them were nodding in agreement, and some were frowning in doubt. I looked at the door of the room, hoping for a miracle. I was hoping to see Jack walk in with the twins, but the door remained closed, and the silence was deafening. I leaned back on my throne next to Rick, a smug smile tugging at my lips. I had just delivered a witty comeback to the leader. He looked like he wanted to

Author’s POV Thomas saw a big brown wolf running out of the bushes, heading straight for him. His heart skipped a beat, and before he could react. He felt a sharp pain in his arm as the wolf bit down on it, drawing blood. He screamed and pulled out the arrow from his arm, tossing it aside. He growled and shifted into his wolf form, his clothes falling to the grassy floor. He fixed his eyes on the brown wolf, who was circling him, ready for another attack. “Who are you? Are you George? I didn’t know you had the balls to come and see me without money, you are as brave as they say,” Thomas remarked, baring his razor-sharp teeth. The brown wolf didn’t answer. It pounced on Thomas, knocking him down. They both started fighting nonstop, biting and clawing at each other. The fight was fast and furious, with droplets of blood spilling on the floor. Thomas and the wolf rolled on the ground, dodging and striking each other. Nora couldn’t see what was happening, but she could hear everything—