Claire’s POVI rush into the hospital. There was an emergency. Someone had sprained his ankle and needed a physiotherapist.“Where is he?” I asked the chief.“Follow me.” We began to walk, and then we got to the VIP section of the hospital. Who could it be? We stopped dead in front of a slightly open door. I couldn’t believe who I was seeing. It was Jake, the Alpha of the Viola Pack. I mean, Nora has been blabbing about him since. I never knew he was this good-looking. *****************************“I can do it!” Jake snaps for the fourth time at me. He continues to move his leg in the circular motion I began with, but this time with a stronger force. I stand exhausted from going back and forth with Jake. I bite on my tongue to tell him to behave, but it’s just the first day of our therapy.He is indeed responding well—too well. He is maybe way too eager to get better, which worries me.“Your highness, if you ask me for my opinion, I think you need to stop taking your legs all the

Michael’s POVAfter breakfast, I couldn’t find Nora, and the rest of the day went on. I had to go for a meeting and another meeting. Then it was evening.As the moon shunned that evening, I realized that it was the 2nd full moon of the year and all the packs were preparing to go on transitioning. All werewolves were warned to not exceed the boundaries of the werewolf kingdom. Anything beyond that line was seen as death. This was because, years ago, a newly transitioning werewolf wandered down into the vampire side. He had his heart ripped out, and he was dead within the twinkle of an eye.The pack dwellings were arranged in order of strength. First it was my pack, the Nexton pack, next was the Moon pack, after that was the Viola pack, then the last was the Desma and Blood Moon pack. Other small packs were attached to us.It is said that the person who lived at the far end of the Desma pack was as good as dead, because they were either the first to be killed when the pack was being att

Nora’s POVMy cake sat untouched on the kitchen counter as I stared out in the open. All through the night, I have been thinking about what Michael said. Truly, he had a point, but that does not negate the fact that maybe Jake has changed.I put the phone in my ears, and it has been saying the same thing over and over again.“The number you are trying to call is not available; please try again later.”I dropped the phone and stood. “Where is Claire when you need her?” I muttered. I stood up and went to my room.I sat on the bed and began to think. What if Michael was wrong? I mean, I know that I should be careful around Jake, but people change. I am a person who truly believes that everyone deserves a second chance. As hard as it may look, even Jake deserved the second chance.I said try to call Claire one more time, and Dylan ran into my room."Mummy, someone has invited me for a party!” Dylan ran. Into my room.“I’m so sorry, Miss. Nora, he just ran straight here,” Anna said in betw

Claire’s POVI heard a sharp knock on the door. Oh my God, he’s here. I took a deep breath as I assessed my apartment one more time. I couldn’t make a quick dash to my bedroom mirror. I hoped I looked good after all that effort.I breathed in and walked to the door, but with a racing heart, cold hands, and an aft smile on my face.I opened the door. "Hi, come on in,” I said, smiling. Oh my gosh, he was so tall. My apartment dwarfed this handsome alpha. I can’t believe I snagged myself an Alpha. Not just an Alpha, but a rival one. That was brave of me. I mentally patted myself on the back.“Welcome to my humble abode,” I said with a nervous laugh as I moved aside for him to come. He didn’t move. That was strange.“Hello?” I asked him as he just stared at me. It felt like he had just gone blank. I had to wave my hands again before he came to me."Hello, are you okay?” I asked him. He looked at me as if he were thoughtful before he spoke."Breath-taking,” he said. “That is what you are."

Nora’s POVJust as I expected, Jake was at the door of the house. He had promised that he would come. He was already in the sitting room waiting, as the guard had told me.“You are early,” I commented. “Do you want to join me for breakfast?" I asked, and he shook his head, smiling.“I ate to my satisfaction. They made lentil soup.” I stopped mid-way to the dining area. Lentil soup was my favorite. It’s been years since I had it. The Nexton pack never grew lentils because it wasn’t actually fertile.“What did you say?” I spun around.“I said I ate lentil soup. His eyes widened. “Oh sh*t, Nora, I didn’t know you hadn’t had it all these years. I—“ I raised my hand to him.“It is okay.” I narrowed my eyes at him. Was he trying to trigger me? I ate my breakfast in total silence. There was a change in the atmosphere.“Are you regretting it?’ He asked as I sat, two seats away from him, in the sitting room.“Regret what?” I asked him almost immediately.“Forgive me,” he said. I stared into hi