Lahat ng Kabanata ng Led to You: The Alpha’s Angel: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

Callan POVI looked around at the crowd before me that consisted of women and men of all ages who were willing to defend the pack.“Thank you all for coming. Today we will be assessing your skills. Specifically in agility, strength, problem solving, and your ability to think on your feet.” Before I continued to speak a young boy came to the front of the crowd and looked at me with awe. As I broke up the crowd into small groups, the young boy stood as tall as he could with his chest puffed out. “What’s your name son?” “Liam,” the boy said with such ferver I couldn’t help but smile. “And how old are you, Liam?” “Twelve, Alpha. But I assure you I can help,” Liam replied with the same enthusiasm. He was tall for only being 12, I would have guessed he was 15 by the look of him. He had touseled black hair that fell over his light blue eyes. By the looks of his worn and ripped clothes, I could tell that he hadn’t been cared for like he should be. I felt my wolf’s hackles rise at the t

Seraphina POVI looked at Callan with confusion and then down at myself at the hot mess I was. I was in a stained, holey t-shirt with no bra, hair in a messy bun, and baggy sweatpants. Not the type of outfit you would wear for anyone to see you in. I pursed my lips and put up one finger to signal that I needed a minute before moving my hand in the air up and down my body. “Let me change real quick,” I said before turning around to go to my closet to find new clothes to wear. That’s when it hit me. I had taken all the clothes out of the closet for the “bed” I was making. At the time, all of my instincts were telling me that I needed to get all of Callan and my clothes together to get rid of scent of our intruder earlier. I felt possessed with my actions, as if I didn’t have control over my own body. I placed a hand on my stomach while closing my eyes for a brief moment. I knew there was no way I could physically see a difference that I only now had one baby in my womb, but I swore I

Lyla POVA grunt escaped me as my body hit the ground. “Again,” Reaper roared. Begrudgingly I got up off the ground while my body made sounds of protest in response to the movement. I dusted off the lilac colored yoga pants and got into my defensive position. Reaper and I circled one another on the makeshirt training area we had made in the bunker. “Keep your hands up, don’t leave your face uncovered,” Reaper instructed, this time in a more fatherly tone. Reaper threw several punches out that I blocked successfully. “Show me your fire, Lyla, show me your anger.” I let out a growl as I thought about all of the stuff I had been through lately. Losing my chance at being Luna, Allister dying, and now having to be Reaper’s “toy.” I kicked my leg, making contact with Reaper’s side. He let out a grunt at the impact and gave me a smile. “Again!” We continued our training for the next hour, focusing on technique and endurance. I wouldn’t be helpless the next time I was faced with Alpha

Callan POVI was sound asleep when Sera woke me up in the with panic in her voice and eyes. “Babe, babe, please wake up,” she cried while joslting me. Her chest heaved as she spoke. I snapped straight up and looked around the room for any threats. When I didn’t find any, I looked at Sera in confusion. When I looked down her finger tips were covered in blood and from what I could see in the darkness, her face had blanched. “Call the pack doctor.” she whispered. Blood whoosed in my ears as I took in the situation before me. Concentrating, I closed my eyes and sent a mindlink to doctor Desmond. ‘I need you now!’ I boomed through the link. I refused to let myself believe that we were losing the other baby. We knew that after the accident that anything was possible, however I knew down to the marrow of my bones that my luna was strong and this baby was strong. They would both pull through no matter what. Ten agonizing minutes of waiting for the pack doctor went by as I help onto to a p

Seraphina POVAs Maeve and I were watching the second season of Bridgerton, we felt a strange energy in the air before something shook the house and rattled the windows from its magnitude. Before I could comprehend what was happening the windows in my bedroom shattered, sending shards of glass everywhere. I used my body as a shield over Maeve, who was closest to the windows. Allowing the blankets and pillows to give us some sort of protection.Screams and yells rang out around the pack house and from what I could tell, outside as well. Drake and Callan stormed into the room with panic in their eyes, before racing over to us and making sure we were alright. As Callan inspected every inch of my body, I couldn’t help but feel a shiver from a sense of foreboding. Callan cupped my face. “Baby, are you alright?” His eyes were of his wolf, his instincts taking over his human form. I placed one of my hands over his and nodded before looking down and noting the tiny scrapes that were now s