Jessi's P.O.V. I walk over to the rogue, still bleeding out on the ground. The blade I used is specifically made to kill wolves and lycans. It has a protective film, so it won't harm me. However, once it enters the body of a wolf or lycan, the film dissolves, and silver releases into their system. I squat down next to him and pull my knife out of his head, careful not to touch the blade. He's not my first kill and won't be my last. "Good job, little wolf." I look up and see the recruits I'd tried out with, including the jerk who called me 'little wolf.' I don't like being called little wolf. Do I look like a pup? I stand up with my blade in my hand. "Thanks, but don't call me little wolf," I say, turning around to walk over to where Wyatt is standing with the king and queen. The man grabs my arm and stops me. "My name is Trevor. I know you said Wyatt is your mate, but I'm sure you haven't marked each other, so why don't you come

Jessi's P.O.V. It's the first official day of training, and I'm anxious. Not because of the training itself; I don't want Trevor to cause problems because of what happened last night. Men don't like to be embarrassed, and I could tell he was when he left. Wyatt is walking with me, holding my hand. I could tell he wanted me to wear more than just my shorts and sports bra, but that's what I'm comfortable in. He made the right decision and kept his opinion to himself. We arrive at the facility, and everyone greets me warmly, in contrast to how it was yesterday. Trevor is the only one glaring at us from across the room. Wyatt doesn't let me go as we walk to the front, where Gabe is preparing to start. "How's it going?" Wyatt asks him. "We're getting ready to pair the recruits up with the warriors. Are you joining us today?" Gabe asks. "Yes. I'll be Jessi's partner." I see Gabe's mouth twitch. "He thinks he can

Jessi's P.O.V.I look at Wyatt in disbelief. He just announced that he's making me his second in command, and I don't know how I feel about that. I've only been a warrior officially for a day. I'm sure everyone will think he's only doing it because I'm his mate. I try to hide my emotions, but I turn to him as soon as the others leave."You're making me your second in command? How can you do that? I have no experience. I'm sure that many of the other warriors are better qualified." I know I'm rambling, but I need to know why he decided this all of a sudden. Wyatt walks over and puts his hands on my shoulders, smiling at me."I've been the lead warrior for six months and haven't appointed anyone because no one felt right. I was waiting for someone I could trust to take my place if something happened and I was unable to lead. You have already proven yourself in many ways. You're intelligent, strong, passionate, and you're fair. I know you won't make impulsive decisions th

Wyatt's P.O.V. I turn when Jessi walks out of the closet wearing the little black dress I talked her into, and I instantly regret it. It's sleeveless, leaving her neck and shoulders bare. It's also tight, showing off every womanly curve she has. What makes it even sexier is that I can see the tip of her sheathed knife when she walks. Scar and I are both panting. Would she kill me if I asked her to wear a trench coat over the dress? My eyes finally tear themselves off her body, and I see her smirk. Yeah, she would kill me, and not in a good way. "I take it you're having second thoughts about picking out my clothes," Jessi states, walking over to me after sliding her feet into her black heels. I close my eyes and try to get my thoughts in order so I don't sound like a blubbering fool. "I promise to let you choose your own clothes from here on out," I say, but my voice is hoarse. Jessi giggles at my reaction while putting her arms around my neck.

Jessi's P.O.V. My screams are so loud they're the only thing I can hear. The pain in my chest that I can feel from the arrow in Wyatt's is excruciating. I see Ryder and Zoe, but I can't focus on them. I know the arrow is silver, and silver kills wolves. Wyatt can't be dead. We haven't had time to live yet. I see Zoe sticking a needle in his arm as someone with thick gloves pulls the arrow out of him. I don't understand why I can't hear anything until I realize I'm still screaming. I try to fight when I feel someone lifting me into their arms until I see it's Ryder. I cling to him as I sob. Why did this happen? Who took him from me? Looking back at Wyatt, I see people putting him on a gurney and rushing him inside the palace. Ryder carries me, following close behind. I'm so thankful for him because I don't think my legs will work. Where are they taking him? He was shot with silver to the heart, and there's no way to save him. I see them take him to