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Connor's POV: Continued...I won't pretend that I have this connective energy with my son, but I will never tolerate his life being threatened. My wolf, Enoch, shifted within, perceiving the threat of his pup. A dangerously low growl left from me. Loren smiled."Relax, daddy wolf. I'm not threatening your son.""Then what are you doing?""I'm trying to set both of you up. You'll have a forever connection with Blackcresent Moon pack and could potentially have a Chosen within your line."I was definitely intrigued. "What are you planning?"I asked. "You need to get closer to the alpha of that pack. Make sure your son grow up around his children. I can almost guarantee alpha Brandon will have a daughter. It's impossible not to, coming from my family."I raised a brow."You know his name?"She chuckled."I know everything about every part of what I'm doing.""You just said you're planning to end the Chosen line, yet you want me to believe you'll leave the life of my future grandchildren

I wanted nothing more than to reach out and grab Kwen up in my arms. Reign whined for her. We hated to see her cry. She looked so broken, sitting on her father's lap, silently crying. I barely heard any of what was said. My sole focus was her. When Kwen finally came to, she stood and I could see the fire behind her eyes and she meant every word she said. She was gonna put an end to it all.No more fighting. No more hunting. She has clearly had enough. Just as soon as I thought all was said and done, the door to my left opened at the far end of the hall. My grandmother walked in. My grandparents are just coming back from a vacation. My grandfather was called away to a friend's pack. My grandmother was gonna go with him, but she said something was telling her to stay home. So she stayed. She walked in and my father adressed her."Mother? Is everything alright?"He said, standing, making his way over to her. She smiled. My grandmother's hair is a thick, long, wood brown color, that has

Gin's POV:"What will we do if someone comes looking for her? Her wounds are serious, which means whoever did it was trying to kill her."My mate said, matter-of-factly. I looked at her. Her clear blue eyes always pierced my soul. Her long, straight, white hair was pulled back into a high ponytail, exposing her high cheek bones. She had the fairest of skin and her slim frame curved in all the right places. Her nails weren't long, but they're cut to a point. I remember when she told me it was a defense mechanism that everyone ignores, which is why she does it. I touched her hand and she wrapped her long, elegant fingers around my rough ones. I've told her about my past, and she still looked at me as if I was worth a damn."Then we'll deal with it."I said simply. I didn't realize how quickly dealing with it would come. My mate cleaned up the woman's wound and did patch work to keep her from bleeding out. We thought that would've been enough, but her wold wasn't healing her, or at least

Miza's POV:I felt her energy shift once the words fell from my lips. I had to finish all of what I was saying, before I wouldn't get the chance. I raised my hands up."WAIT! Before you criticize me, please let me explain."I begged. Her eyes sparkled a golden color that let me know that she was only giving me a reprieve for now."It was over a week or so ago where I was given the task last to find another who shared in the same silver hair like you. Except, none that I've found has had a head full of silver like yours. I didn't know who they were, at least, not until I saw it in my vision."She frowned."Saw what?"The girl asked."The person who forced me to find those women, she, too, is one of the women. I never realized cause her hair is different than what it was in my vision. But, I saw her face. It was her. She looked to be destroying everything... that is until I saw you.""What was I doing?"The girl with green eyes asked. I closed my eyes and looked away."I'm sorry. That I

Lisa's POV:I've stayed to myself since I heard what my father and the others have been planning. When it comes to dealing with my father, I pretend that everything is fine. Still doting. Still loving. In reality, I side eye everything and silently question his motives. I knew I needed some outside help. I'm not stupid. I knew I couldn't call or rely on Brandon for help, let alone Daniel. But they're both in danger, as well as I am. No one here is on my side. My next best option was my daughter. From what it looked like, she may be the only one safe. I've gone out with Ava to do small things here and there. I figured she wants me around for one of two things: to pretend as if things are as they were before. Or to keep an eye on me. I have to appear to not know anything. She and everyone else believes I'm still moping around about being put in this predicament. We had gone out to the mall the other day. She had said that she needed a new dress. Apparently, she's gonna make a grand entr