LOGINElise POVThe sound of footsteps approaching had us instantly backing away from the door. I hid Rosalie under her bed and turned around. "Get behind me," Blaze growled. The door burst open. Several men came swarming in, eyes bright red in the darkness, licking their lips as they deliberately eyed me and Blaze. Rogues. Several of them. Just as I'd feared, the power outage wasn't as simple as it seemed. This many rogues in a pack house could only mean that they had escaped from their dungeon cells. Rosalie let out a small whimper from under the bed, and I saw the men look directly towards her. Blaze kicked, sending the front rogue stumbling backwards into the other men. I moved backwards, closer to the bed, eyes taking note of everything as Blaze lunged into the fray. There were too many of them. It was like being in the midst of some martial arts movie as Blaze punched, kicked, and manoeuvred around the attacks meant for him, in a small space that only hindered him. One man brok
Third Person POVThere was an unsettled feeling in Alpha Jame's gut, an undeniable realization that something was wrong. The storm was fierce outside, and the packhouse was dark- so dark you couldn't see in front of your eyes. The annoying redheaded female beside him was also making no secret of the fact that she was trying to get close to him. "Quiet," he growled at her when she tried to speak to him, his temper fraying. "Do you not realize the value of being silent?"Calista stared at him, wounded. They made their way into the dungeon. For a moment, everything looked normal: the cells closed, the smell the usual combination of old blood and mould. But it was also quiet. Too quiet. Realization dawned, and Alpha James sucked in a breath, stopping abruptly. Calista stumbled into him from behind. He held up a hand, his eyes scanning their surroundings, the flashlight slowly moving from corner to corner. Gone. They were all gone. "Why have we stopped?" Calista asked in annoyance,
Elise POV"I'm so sorry for the inconvenience, Alpha James," I apologized, sitting at the dining table. Blaze carefully seated me before he sat beside me. The doctor had given me the all clear after carefully redoing my stitches. "Do not mention it," the man gave an unexpected smile, "I have nothing but the utmost admiration for a woman who suffered through such an extensive injury to save my daughter.""All better, Elise?" Rosalie whispered, tugging at my hand. She sat beside me and her father. "I'm much better now, Rosalie," I told her gently, "thank you for your concern.""Yes, Elise, you really should be more careful in the future. Why, what would Blaze do if he lost you?" Calista purred. She sat on the other side of Alpha James, clad in a dress that showed off her petite body and the length of her legs. Courtesy of Alpha James, of course. He'd arranged fresh clothing for all of us, but I'd happily just accepted a pair of comfortable leggings and a long shirt. Calista, on th
Blaze POVI moved to stand protectively in front of my mate. My hands clenched by my side, and my wolf surged to the surface, responding to the man's powerful Alpha aura as he slowly approached.He saw the car; he saw the bodies, and his jaw clenched tight while overwhelming grief took over his expression. "Papa," Rosalie sprang from the car and ran towards him, her arms outstretched. So this was the infamous Alpha James. Rosalie's father. I could see the resemblance now that I looked closely.James closed his eyes for a moment and then grabbed his daughter, clutching her tightly to him as she began to cry into his shoulder. "Kill them," he instructed his men quietly, gesturing to us all. "Wait," Rosalie's voice was muffled against his shoulder. "They saved me, papa. They killed the bad men."Alpha James held up a hand, halting his men in their tracks. He glanced between us, his eyes turning apologetic. "Forgive me. I reacted badly."Rosalie wriggled in his grasp, and he cautiou
Elise POVWe were almost too late. We reached the Riverwood Pack in the late afternoon, and as we approached the back road that led directly to it, we saw a black SUV that had crashed into a nearby tree and men with black ski masks jumping from a delivery van behind it. "That's them," I grabbed Blaze's hand. "The little girl," I pointed as I heard the screaming from inside the car. "Stay here," Blaze ordered, climbing out of the car as I sat there, clutching my wound and breathing heavily. It was three to one. There was no way Blaze would be able to fend them off. I watched, stricken, as one of the men dragged a little girl with long blonde hair and bright blue eyes towards the van while Blaze shifted and faced the other two. The other two men shifted into wolf forms. The third man was at the van, about to push the little girl inside. I got out and moved as the wolves all began to attack one another. If they succeeded in getting the little girl, then it would all be over. I cou
Third Person POV"You got me fucking shot in the knee!" she hissed, holding the phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white. "When you contacted me, you told me I would remain unharmed, and nothing would be tied to me.""Stop acting so pathetic. It was just your knee and would have healed in hours," the other woman scoffed. "I'm more concerned those bastards are still out there about to do something stupid. They are collateral now, nothing more.""What do you expect me to do about it, "Calista snarled. "You told me they didn't even know who you are.""I don't like loose ends. You know that. You think Christian will like it if he's implicated somehow? You think he will be pleased?" Seraphine hissed, "I know exactly what he'll do to you if you get him caught in this mess.""He told me he'd help me get rid of Elise," Calista snapped, "and so far he's done more for me than you have. I'm in this mess because of your stupid plan and to top it off, Elise surved the surgery. Your men didn
Blaze POVI couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was like an angel descended from heaven. Her long, glorious hair reminded me of midnight, her green eyes were like the dark green of the fur trees, and that body, God that body, was all softness and curves.I wanted to feel that softness beneath my han
Elise POVI had barely walked into the packhouse when a tray was rudely thrust into my hands. I looked at the omega, and she rolled her eyes, unhappy that she had to deal with me. “Alpha Tristan ordered coffee and morning tea for his guest,” her lip curled up, “so go and take it to him already.”“
Elise POV“You’re late,” my stepmother Agatha snapped as I stepped inside, shivering slightly from the cold air.“I was delayed,” I said quietly, head bowed down low, “Alpha Tristan had something to discuss. Some work he wanted me to do at the packhouse.”Lies, but I could hardly speak the truth. A
Elise POV“I reject you, Elise Silverman of the Midnight Pack, as my mate,” he growled, slamming my head against the wall as I tried desperately to claw at the hands clutching my throat.Pain swept through me along with humiliation. I'd always been desperate to find my mate, to find the love that w







