Alpha Sam's POVI watched Ren slump against the young Beta in relief. I know she panicked, thinking I wouldn't go through with it. I know I have a long way to go before she trusts me again, but I refuse to let my pup down again. When the Beta pup mind linked to say she was nearing a panic attack, I looked over to see her swaying on her feet, pale and disorientated. I told him to do whatever necessary to snap her out of it as we didn't want the world seeing her vulnerable. now, as he holds her to him, a small smile on his face, but worry in his eyes, I have a feeling I may need to get used to seeing that pup with my baby girl. If the Goddess wills them as mates, which looks to be the case... we may need to have a discussion. Ren suddenly tenses as her eyes drift over to the forest line. Fucking Dom and Darrius. They are stood close together, smiling and chatting whilst leering at my pup. Shit. Maybe Sheryl gave too much away before I ended her miserable existence. "THIS CONCLUDES T
Alpha Sam's POVMe, and my unit, stand in a circle, watching as the flames roar in front of us. no one says a word. thus is not a funeral, and this bitch deserves none. we brought canisters filled with fuel and doused her in it before lighting the bitch on fire at the closest rogue pire. we have a few dotted around the pack. the smell serves as a nice warning to those who chose to try to attack us. We have lived in peace for so long that nowadays, it's a small burned patch on the earth, forever smelling of rotten, burned flesh. the crackle of the fire and the rustle of nearby woodland animals fleeing from the blaze are the only sounds. I know I'm supposed to feel something now. maybe even grief, however irrational it may be... but I don't. Now my anger has faded, although I am sure it will never fully go away. Now, all I have left is exhaustion and numbness. I push my hands into the pockets of my black slacks. I hate wearing formal clothing, but being Alpha calls for it far more than
Serenity's POVI haven't seen my dad for three days, and I'm starting to panic. He is either locked in his suit or in his office. I know the sentencing must have been hard on him, but for him to shut everyone out for days is a little extreme. I have been trying to keep my distance, as I know it will only hurt him more to see me. me. the cause of all of this. the reason for his pain. I almost whimper with the slice of pain that whips across my chest. the guilt is eating me alive. "Nope," Myles says, pooping me on the nose with his finger. I snap out of my internal war and snap my eyes to his. bloody fool has a goofy ass grin on his face as I scowl at him. "Your father is dealing with things right now and I can promise you, not one of those things is regret or grief over that horrid bitches death. OK?" he asks as he rubs his nose against mine. Myles has utilised the absence of my father over the last few days to be affectionate with me whenever possible. We barely go an hour without
Beta Mylos POV"I know you're trying to be supportive, but you're just pissing me off and getting underfoot... now would you just go. I need peace. " Sam, all but snarls at me, and I heave a loud exasperated sigh. He was hunched over his huge glass topped, metal desk, pouring over paperwork. The dark grey circles around his eyes, and the way his cheeks seem to be sinking in, has us all on edge. Me and the guys are gifted with intuitive connections with our Alpha. It's a large part of what makes an Alpha unit so successful and close. We can tell when he's in danger, pain, feeling fear or anxiety. Since the verdict, we could all feel his stress and anger. It poured off him in waves, and we had all started losing sleep. "Sam, you're officially affecting us all now. Me, and the guys are worried. We can't continue like this. None of us are sleeping because you're up all night drinking your pain away and then wallowing in regret. Do you think we don't feel that? that we don't sit in the ha
Serenity's POV Uncle Mylo had a point. something needed to be done, but I don't think it's me who needs to do it. He looks at me with a broken soul, only seeing his failure. It's killing me inside because I am his daughter... his heir. I want to see him look at me with pride, but that all went away when I broke our family. 'You didn't break your family, Ren. She did. Maybe we should ask mom what to do? she may have an answer.' Star tells me in my mind, and I have to agree that calling my mom could help. He was chosen to be my dad for a reason. maybe she can knock some sense into him? "Uncle Mylo, you're right. dad is spiralling and causing all of his unit to spiral with him. But... it can't be me who speaks to him." I tell him, and he furrows his brow in confusion."But Ren, you're the only one who can solve this. he is drowning in his own guilt, and it's all focused on you pup. I know it's a lot to ask, but we need to snap him out of this." He says with a hint of panic in his voic
Serenity POV I had lived here my entire life and had rarely been outside of our territory. The few times that I could leave, was with my father, as he went to visit other Alpha’s for democratic visits. It was not that I was unhappy here, the land was beautiful, the seasons changed rapidly, and we had a harmonious lifestyle. Our pack was beautiful, one side, covered in dense forest with deep rivers, the other was a huge cliff. When I was a pup, that was a huge concern for my father, so he placed a small fence there to prevent any stray little monkeys falling as they play during pack events. Other than the overwhelming pressure I had on my shoulders from the time I could understand my position. My father was an Alpha. I was an only child, and female. I had to work harder, fight tougher and be colder than any man to ascend into my role as his heir. It was not that my pack doubted me, they knew who I was, what I was capable of, and how hard I worked. It was my mother. I love the bones o
Alpha Sam’s POV My princess was sixteen today. I cannot believe it. Where does that time go? I am currently ensuring the dining room is decorated in shades of grey and blue. Her favourite and checking on all the food prepared for her breakfast. I turn away, trusting the staff to complete the mission I gave them, they know how important my baby is to me. I run upstairs to retrieve the gift I got for Ren. As I climb up the stairs as fast as my legs will take me, I get lost in thought about the last sixteen years with my little angel. I still remember her toddling around on the grass out back, laughing and signing in her little dresses. She hated those things. She would strip out of them and run around naked until we let her put a jumpsuit or sweats on. I smile at the memories. I would be having a heart attack every time she played outside, fearing she would fall from the cliff. My mate would lay out there on the sun lounger while she played, however, she wasn’t watching her. I knew sh
Alpha Sam's POV “Let's get Ren out of here ok. You two can search for her” Carson says. He is my daughter's protector. I know he would prioritize her over anything. I lift Ren in my arms and begin to carry her to the front of the pack house quickly. “Sam, you need to take it easy.” He says. My wolf lets out a threatening growl. No one was going to tell me how to care for my daughter in this moment. “I know man but the more you bounce her around, the more blood she is losing, look...” he points out. I glace back at the trail of my baby's blood that has trailed behind me. I feel my heart break as I continue moving. “Carson. Go. Get a car or stretcher... anything we can move her on. You can be faster.” I say, choking on every word. Carson sprints off, throwing himself into the pack house. He must have had some idea come to mind, as that was not what I was expecting. I continue walking toward our pack hospital, carrying my daughter in my arms. I can feel her breathing and hear the whee