Serena
“It’s all my fault,” I whispered to myself. I was currently in New York for one of my best friend's, Emma, 21st birthday. I was only supposed to be staying for a few hours but unfortunately, my other best friend, Samantha, got kidnapped by Emma's new friend. The Alpha and Beta of a pack went to go find her at a motel she was staying at. I couldn’t help but feel that it was my fault.
I was the one who slept with her mate. I was the one with the living mate and father.
It all started four years ago...
"Baby, I'm telling you, something is not right," I said. I kept thinking something was wrong with Emma and Andre. It's only been a few weeks since the Twin Brothers Incident. Poor Sam. I felt so bad for her. Her mate died right in front of her. Imagine, your own twin brother killing
