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LORRAINE'S POV I laid on my bed. Tears streamed down my face as I thought about my boys. I missed them so much it hurt. There was a deep ache in my chest that wouldn't go away. I prayed they were safe, wherever they were. I hugged their pillows, inhaling the faint scent of them, and cried until I couldn't anymore. Exhausted, I eventually fell into a fitful sleep.I didn't know how long I had been asleep but then, I sensed someone in the room with me. My eyes fluttered open, and I saw a shadowy figure standing at the foot of my bed. Panic filled my body. . I was alone in the house. Who could this be?Before I could scream or even react, the person lunged forward, covering my mouth with one hand while slipping a mask over my face with the other. I struggled, but the mask had a strongscent, and I felt myself slipping into unconsciousness.*I woke up with a pounding headache. I felt disoriented and confused. I didn't know how long I was out but it felt like an eternity. I took a look a

KYLIAN'S POVMy wolf's senses were all at high alert as I tried to trace Lorraine’s scent. I noticed that at Neil's place, there was no scent of any human. The only scent I could pick up were that of dust and sand. He must have deserted his home for a while now, I thought. Where could he have gone to? He was usually with Lorraine or doing his job in town, according to Lorraine. I thought of going into town, perhaps I'd find him there and he'd hopefully have an idea where Lorraine was but I couldn't go to town after I'd just broke out of prison. Not if I wanted to make sure Lorraine was fine.Finally, I decided to let my heart lead me. I turned in the direction wherever the pull was the strongest. After a few minutes of turning the way I thought was the best route, I suddenly caught Lorraine's scent. It was as strong as ever. It pulled at my heart strings and I just knew I had found her. I followed her scent. The closer I got, the more certain I was that something was terribly wron

LORRAINE'S POVAfter a long while of staring into space even after the car was long gone out of sight, I finally turned around slowly and dragged myself back to the house.Inside, Kylian stood there waiting for me. He now had a shirt and pants on. “Is everything cool with you guys?” He asked in a worried tone. .“Yeah," I muttered back absentmindedly as I made my way to my room.“What would you like to have for dinner?" He called out to me before I opened the door to my room.I turned to face him and saw the concern and worry on his face. I didn't want him to feel as if he caused Rose's hostility to me so I flashed him a smile. “Anything. As long as the boys love it."Usually, I would insist to cook but tonight, I just wanted to curl around myself and sleep.***It'd been some days since the incident with Rose. I had tried to reach her but all my efforts had been in vain. She wasn't returning any of my calls. It'd also been days of hiding my sadness from Kylian and the boys as I kne

YAZ'S POV As I stepped out of the car, my heart leaped with a triumph I’ve long awaited. I closed my eyes, taking in the moment. Soon, this world—this kingdom—would bend to my will. I could already taste the fear I’ll instill, the respect I’d demand. The reign I’d dreamt of was just within reach.A low chuckle escaped me, and I caught some of the guards throwing puzzled glances my way. Let them wonder. Soon enough, they'd understand. My reign wast some distant dream. It wasn't just within reach—it was a few strokes of ink on a piece of paper away.I spotted the head of my bodyguards approaching with the black leather bag, the one containing the file Molly got for me. My smile widened. I could almost feel the crown on my head. Just a signature, and it would all be mine.“I'll accompany you,” he says, stopping before me, and bowing slightly.I wave him off. “No need,” I told him with a grin. “Today, I want to do this on my own.” I yook the bag from him. I turned and headed for the pa

COLE'S POVHours had passed since my confrontation with Yaz. After leaving his chambers, I’d gone to the only place that usually brought me peace, if only for a moment. But even my canvas, with its half-finished painting and the silent muse posing nude before me, did nothing to calm my nerves. My hand trembled as I attempted to paint, the brush slipping and ruining the curve of her figure.Frustration flared inside me. For the first time, not even the strokes of my brush could ease the uneasy feeling inside me. The documents, the mounting danger, Yaz's threats - it was all too much. I tossed the brush aside and stormed out, knowing that painting wouldn't solve this problem. Not today.I needed a distraction, something to take my mind off the chaos that Yaz had unleashed. Perhaps burying myself in the pack's endless reports would clear my head. But as I walked back to my chambers, the sight of smoke rising in the distance made my heart race. I quickened my pace. “What’s happening?” I