(Jace's POV) “Nothing” I announced, walking back into the pack house. I sighed and dropped onto the couch. That was what I'd been telling them for a week now. I sat with my face in my hands. “No news?” Summer asked sitting down by me. “We've looked everywhere humanly possible,” José said. “But we'll find our sister, I promise,” I said and stood up. “José, why don't you go see your wife and daughter?” I suggested. “Okay, Alpha Jace. Thank you” he said and walked off to find his family. “I'll go get back to work” Michael sighed. “Hey listen bro... thank you.”“It's my job. Plus, what are best friends for?” he chuckled and gave me a bro hug. “I'll get going.”“Stay safe” Summer called after him. I threaded my hand through my hair. I'd been very busy looking for my sister, I totally forgot I had a wife. “I'll go see Cass. I'll be right back.” I slowly made my way to our room. I was beyond exhausted and some TLC would hurt. Cassandra had her back facing me and was humming what s

(Cassie's POV) I felt very weak and when I struggled to open my eyes, everything was a blur. “Wow, she's extremely hot” I heard someone say. “Right? She's got it all. The flawless face, the curvy body, and oh my, those boobs” another one laughed“I would give my life to have her in bed with me... even if it was just for one night,” the owner of the first voice said again. “I don't see how anyone would tire of someone like this.” “I just like all blondes. And even that little girl is no exception” a different person said and the rest laughed. Little blonde girl? “Rose...” Sasha let out weakly. “They must be the ones who took her.” “Oh c'mon now Kev. You can't be a child molester now can you?” the second man asked with a laugh. “No, but this one isn't a little girl,” the Kev guy said and leaned into me. “Nothing about her is... little.” I was tied to a chair and I couldn't push him off me. Before I could finally blink away the blurriness, I felt someone's lips on mine. I tried t

He was really angry and continued to hit the punching bag. “Alpha Jace, maybe you should put on some gloves” one pack member suggested. “No need” he murmured to Lloyd. “I will never forgive her for purposefully going after them” he repeated to himself. “Calm down dude,” Michael told him. "After all she got your sister back.”He stopped training and turned to his best friend. "They beat her up and injected her with some sort of poison. Kept her locked up in a room for all this time!” he yelled. “The poison has made her very weak and she's been out for one freaking week! Who knows what else they did to torture her!” “Well I understand that but you don't have to—” He ignored him and continued to hit the punching bag. “You're impossible,” Michael said under his breath and walked out of the gym. He walked back into the pack house to see the anxious and worried pack members. Some loved Cassandra and others hated her because they would die to be in her shoes. “Hey,” Micheal whispered

(Cassie's POV) I made an excuse to get rid of the men but the next evening, they were back and I had to talk. So I told them all that happened during the kidnapping. Technically it wasn't kidnapping, because I went to the kidnappers. “Then what happened?” the big men continued to ask. They'd been interrogating me for the last two hours. “Don't you think it's a little too much sir?” Charisma asked. “Cass is clearly exhausted.” “Ms. Parks, I understand your concern. But we need all the information we can get. It's part of the investigation procedure” one of the men explained. I subtly rolled my eyes. “Shall we continue, Mrs. Graham?” the other man asked. I huffed. “No. I've told you everything I know” I said in annoyance. “That's all that happened.”“Are you sure?” “Of course I'm sure. And I'd really appreciate it if you didn't traumatize me anymore by forcing me to relive my horrible experience.”The man sighed. “Alright then. We'll just be on our way out.”Thank goodness! “

(Cassie's POV) In the heart of the woods, on a moonlit night, I found myself surrounded by towering trees, their branches reaching out like gnarled fingers. Where am I? The air was thick with an eerie stillness, broken only by the rustling of leaves and the distant hoot of an owl. “Jace? Are you here?” As I cautiously stepped forward, my senses suddenly heightened, acutely aware of every sound and movement.“Be careful” my wolf spoke to me. The moon had cast a pale glow, illuminating patches of the forest floor, while casting deep shadows elsewhere. “Where are we? Do you recognize this place?” I asked back. When no response came, I sighed. The place felt awfully familiar. But I wasn't sure where or when I'd been here in this part of the woods. But it was in one of these very shadowy pockets that I heard it— a soft, melodic voice, barely audible, yet captivating. What was that? It seemed to emanate from deeper within the woods, beckoning me closer. My heart raced as curiosit