THIRD PERSON POV“Why the hell did Valko have to throw the party out in the woods?” Miranda complained. “Why couldn't he keep it in the ballroom or even the courtyard?”“Because he didn't want the parentals around,” Duran answered. “What's your problem, Nigel? Lighten up.”Miranda rolled her eyes. She dreaded the woods ever since she saw the feral vampire. Well, at least the party was in the opposite direction of the Bloodshed Woods. She followed Duran and Shelly-Ann towards an old concrete structure. The music was already blaring and rainbow coloured lights were flickering outside. “Now this is sick,” Shelly beamed. “Yeah, let's go inside,” Duran grabbed her hand and ran off to the entrance. Miranda stayed behind a bit, catching her breath. This was her first real party, plus it was filled with werewolves from other packs too, so she was a little nervous. The bushes to the side rustled, and her head shot towards the sound. She let out a sigh of relief when she saw Lazarus and two oth

THIRD PERSON POVThe party was jumping, and the teenagers were high on marijuana and other unmentionables. They ground on each other with red cups in their hands, singing at the top of their lungs. Lazarus hadn’t been to a rave like this since the early nineties. But watching the intoxicated people, he didn’t miss it much. He was standing in the dark, out of sight, but watching everyone. He was like a fly on the wall. He wished he could get Miranda alone, but seeing that she was not herself lately, it would look suspicious for him to be kissing her when she was wearing Nigel Vanderwolf’s face. But nevertheless, he intended to take her as his Eternal Mate when all of this was over. He liked her, and she may not feel the same way about him yet, but he was determined to change her mind. His father wouldn’t permit it though. That much he knew. The Count didn’t approve of the last woman Lazarus was in love with either. A human girl named Charlotte. But she died of cholera back in 1919 when

MIRANDA'S POV“This can't be true,” I shouted. I didn't want my best friends getting involved in the supernatural world in the first place. But now I was learning one of them was mates to Nigel's future beta. This couldn't be happening. “Nigel. Why the hell are you panicking? I’m the one mated to a human,” Valko rumbled. He and his wolf were angry. "So, what do you plan on doing? Are you going to reject her?” I asked. A part of me wanted him to say yes, but then again, living in this pack for the last month had taught me a lot about werewolves. The first thing was that if a wolf rejects his mate, he may grow mad or, worse, die. “Are you crazy? Of course, I won’t do that. But I still don’t have a plan.” Same time, Velma came rushing outside. Her rage was staining the air. She fell to her knees, screaming at the top of her lungs. Valko ran to her side. “Sis, what’s wrong?” He asked, worried. She didn’t reply, instead she threw herself into her brother’s arms and sobbed bitterly. By th

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THIRD PERSON POV“I'm telling you, Alpha, something's wrong with your son,” Beta Valor insisted. “He's weaker than before, plus it's like he has never fought a day in his life.” Even though Miranda swore she was getting better at training and sparring, she felt her muscles getting stronger but still, her efforts were no good to the beta. He knew Nigel had more to offer, but he didn’t know why the boy was holding back. Alpha Nolan ground his teeth together. He wanted to smack his beta over the mouth for speaking such things about his son, but even he couldn't deny what his beta was saying, because even he saw that something was wrong with Nigel. The boy had not brought a girl in his chambers for weeks, plus he had been caught singing songs that reminded the Alpha of cotton candies and pink clouds. When he asked Nigel who he was listening to, he told him it was the great, Taylor Swift. The alpha cracked his knuckles, stressing about what his mind was concluding. His boy was a fairy and