DIMITRI'S POVI cooped myself in my chambers until night arrived while I pondered on what Neal had told me. Milana had come by several times but I had given the Sentinels by my door explicit instructions not to allow her. I wasn't ready to face her yet.I was still reeling from the shock that I had a mate. A healer at that too. But why did it feel more like a burden? A burden I had brought upon myself. If I had been patient, if I hadn't lost hope that things were going to get better, if I hadn't been pushed to lean on science in order to feel better about the damage that my disease has wrecked on Eva's pack, would things have been different?The mate bond also seemed to be one-sided. I was the only one going mad with the desire to claim Cameryn as mine. Even if the odds were in my favour, would we work? Cameryn had children. She must have known love before. Although in the grand scheme of things, it seemed like that love had died and she was running from the man in question. The t

EVA'S POVDimitri had been a no-show all morning. I even tried visiting him in his quarters but the guards stationed in front of his chambers refused anybody from entering. Even Milana of all people. I figured he was recovering. So I let him be. After all, the healer was still walking through the castle with her head held high, which meant she must have succeeded. Not that I doubted her abilities. After the immunity her healing had given Hector when I reinfected him, I conceded to the fact that she was born gifted. But she had done what was needed of her and soon she would be on her way. My goal now was simple. Seduce Dimitri Galdina. I had made sure to be subtle with my agenda when Dimitri was still battling his sickness because there was no need to rush. As long as his disease plagued him, Dimitri would not get married. But the plan was rendered useless by the healer. So now, I had to pump up my assault. As I slipped into a bikini which comprised of three triangles and straps, I

EVA'S POV"Luna Eva, envoys from the Lily of the Valley are here," Amity told me first thing in the morning while I was preoccupied with what the hell was going on in my life. I turned away from my dressing mirror and faced her. "Envoys?"I remembered what the doctor told me. That it would be better if he spoke to me today. I did not actually think he would bring the whole pack. It made me wonder what this was about. I fixed my hair and immediately marched down to the lounge to meet the pack envoys.To my surprise, however, Hector's father seemed to be leading the envoys. It had been years since I had seen the man. For starters, the disease that Dimitri passed on to many of the pack members was eating at him badly and he wanted nothing to do with the Lycans because he was ashamed of what Hector had done."Beta," I bowed. "What brings you here? If this is another one of the pack's demands for me to rise to my father's–""No." The man cut in, raising his palm to my face as if telling

DIMITRI'S POVShe was gone! Why? The beast upon hearing that grumbled. My thoughts were everywhere all at once. Nothing made sense. With a nonchalant front, I was about to tell the sentinel to put a call through to Neal and ensure that Cameryn was returned to the palace to end this madness. But before the words could even leave my mouth, Eva stood up from where she sat and marched towards the doctor. "What do you mean Camille is alive?" She screeched. I could only understand. Hearing about her sister who was dead would bring considerable trauma. Which was why it only made me boil. I was only going on an assumption. But something told me that the Beta of the Lily of the Valley was only causing this chaos because word must have gotten to him that his son was now healthy again. It always struck me as odd how the man didn't show up to defend his son when it was revealed that he was the culprit behind the explosion. An Alpha and his Beta had a unique bond. But nothing could overshado

CAMILLE'S POV"I..." I tried to speak but the words wouldn't come out. I was still reeling from the new vision I had gotten and the witch pointing a ball of hot fire in my face did not help matters one bit. "Speak!" The witch shrieked as the fireball inched close. "I am a sister," Ophelia yelled back in response. My heart raced as tension crackled in the air. The witch holding me at bay with a ball of fire seemed to ease her stance at Ophelia's declaration. That shift gave me the slim opportunity to turn to Ophelia's side. Like me, there was a witch with Ophelia. She wielded a blade made entirely of air dangerously close to the nape of Ophelia's throat that it drew blood. "A sister?" The one with the sword of air scoffed. "I do not know you.""I am Ophelia Cottonwood," Ophelia retorted, clearly offended. "Practically a legend within these walls."The mention of Ophelia's name seemed to ripple through the air, sparking recognition even in the face of scepticism."Cottonwood?" The