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¬Abella I can still hardly believe I’m standing in Alpha Grayson’s home. It’s much nicer than I expected a Freedom Pack manor to be. Grayson has decorated it quite nicely, but the whitewashed walls and eclectic furnishings are the least of my concerns. He has brought me here to lay me upon a platter for Noah to come and collect. As much as I’m resentful, I should have known this wouldn’t last long. Clearly Noah has given me a head start. Now he’s caught up.

CHAPTER ONE Homecoming Another missing person in our idyllic little town... shit, Forest Hills is going to hell. In more hopeful news, a new hottie just rolled into the suburbs and the ravens say she’s a feisty redhead from Orange County. — Tweet from the Raven_Eye.

Marigold blushes as she shakes his hand. “Marigold Correl, daughter of the previous Beta of Evergreen. And … no, I’m yet to be Luna.” Her statement raises a question in my head. I look at Logan, whose gaze is apparently still burning into my face. He puts an arm around her waist and pulls her close. These two definitely deserve each other. “I must say, it’s rather bold of you to show your face here again,” he says coldly. My dad tries to interfere. “Alpha—”

She wiped the condescension down the front of her dress while watching Yarrow’s head fall back, those familiar brown eyes rolling wetly within her skull as the dark and crepey skin of her neck pulsated haphazardly with each gulp. Parisa averted her attention towards the bannister and rested her forearms on the hot railing, leaning down to prop her chin atop the sunscreen glossed skin whose chemical smell rose to affront her nostrils. The land below was as she had remembered, perhaps more mellow in the dregs of the withering day.

Across the gloomy grey wall, was the silhouette of a giant wolf painted in black. “Wow.” I reached out, my limbs still oversensitized from our spontaneous outburst, and was about to touch the wolf’s magnificent dark head, when Alexander gripped my wrist. I frowned as he placed my hand across my waist, standing behind me and propping his chin on my shoulder. “It’s still wet.” A spark of awareness shot through me, when I realized he was getting hard again. Did he mean something entirely different? “It’s beautiful.” Alexander touched my shoulders, urging me to face him. He cupped my cheeks and gazed at me with all the dark hunger and brilliant love. “Yes, she is beautiful.”

She sent a message to my phone, and—just as expected—she got a reply. "Alice, I saw Belle's corpse today," Grayson said quietly. At those words, Alice's wine glass slipped from her hand and shattered on the floor. "Grayson, what—what are you talking about? She's alive and well." Her voice cracked, louder than necessary, and perhaps a little too defensive. "Alice," Grayson's voice was suddenly cold, "Belle was always good to you. Why would you do this to her?" He didn't even seem like the same person anymore. In a flash, Grayson lunged at Alice, his hands gripping her throat with the kind of force that made her eyes roll back in her head. She almost suffocated under his grasp.

Grayson wondered. "She defeated Alder with one hit last time. By the looks of it, she didn't want to spend even another second in the arena. What's wrong with her this time? "Did she fall for Alpha?" Grayson shifted his gaze from Belle to Alpha. A look of disgust appeared on his face. "She likes big and rude men like him?" he thought. Grayson was still deep in thought when he saw Belle tapping her toes on the ground. Then, she leaped out of the arena and landed in front of a young lady among the local spectators.

I reopened them and watched Grayson's face for a reaction. "You are breathtaking Emma... how can one possess such beauty." Grayson's hand gently wiped some of my runny mascara from under my eye. "We must tell the Alpha!" Grayson exclaimed making me jump a bit in surprise. Realizing this he looked down sheepishly, which was the most adorable thing I've ever seen. "That is if your ok with it of course?" Grayson was to sweet for his own good. "Yes. We can tell the Alpha." Grayson was smiling so widely my heart almost exploded at the cuteness as I felt my self smiling to. Grayson's smiles were always contagious.

She knew I never wanted to be Alpha and was quite happy being the pack doctor, maybe she was trying to plan ahead but everything went wrong when Kiwi killed our father. It saddened me to think she had kept Kiwi a secret for so long. Not just her but father too. If mother knew she existed, did father? He had worked so hard on trying to teach me how to be an Alpha. Alexander and Kayla’s arguing break my thoughts, they had moved back down the corridor again and all I could hear was Kayla shrieking about how they were mated by the Moon Goddess and how he should love her. Rolling my eyes, I make a point of slamming the door shut, I wanted to read more of the book. Flipping the page to the one Kay

I could sense the men stiffen with desire, their eyes not breaking contact with her body. “I just finished the reports, Jay,” Belle says, gifting the poor souls a smile. “And just who might this be?” Mason asks, his greedy eyes roaming her body. “Alpha, this is Belle. Belle, this is Alpha Mason Strider and his Beta Rue and head warrior, Carlos,” I introduce as Belle’s eye brows sky rocket. “Alpha Mason?! It’s been such a long time,” she exclaims as Mason stands. Within a second, Belle has flung herself into Mason’s arms and his greedy hands land dangerously low on her waist.