Masuk
Tamara's POV
On the day I died, my husband was too busy having sex with my sister to care. The world around me had blurred as the poison my husband fed me coursed through my veins. “Please… someone… help me,” I begged, but my voice was too weak. I painfully dragged myself across the cold floor, desperately trying to reach my guards who were standing just outside the door. “Please …h-help.” I cried louder but they did nothing, even though they clearly heard me. They were choosing to leave me, their Luna to die on my cold bedroom floor. Above the sound of my cries, I could still hear the sound of my bed creaking as my husband continued to fuck my sister on my bed just a few feet from me. “Yes! Fuck me Jack, claim me so your wife can see. Yes! Harder Jack!” My sister Kate moaned as my husband continued to pound her into the bed. I tried to turn my head away but the movement felt agonizing, so I was forced to watch Jack’s hips furiously thrusting into Kate. Jack was groaning as he began to thrust faster, burying his cock into her again and again. Soon, he shot his cum inside her with a shout before collapsing against her. They began laughing with joy, not giving a damn of the suffering they were causing me. I didn’t want to see this, but I couldn’t look away. I still couldn’t believe that they had poisoned me and proceeded to have sex over my dying body. Sobs wracked my body as I watched my husband sit up and begin to put on his clothes with a satisfied smile. He turned to caress Kate, “You were delicious as always baby girl, but I have to go and make sure the grave is ready for Tamara’s body,” he said casually, as if discussing the weather. Like he wasn’t talking about digging a grave for the wife he had just poisoned. I watched as he leaned down and kissed Kate passionately. And the sight sent a dagger through my already broken heart. But when he looked at me, his eyes were filled with so much hate and disgust. His expression was so sinister and hateful, it was nothing like the love that used to shine in his eyes when he looked at me in the past. My husband, Alpha Jack, had been the love of my life for the past two years. We had met by chance and Jack had immediately swept me off my feet. Jack was a lonely Alpha with a small pack, and I was the first child of a wealthy Alpha, and the future Luna of the second largest pack in the region called the Winter pack. Most people in my position would have been too proud to marry a man with a pack as small as Jack’s, but I didn’t care. I loved him wholly and completely, no matter what anybody said. I gave him everything I had, and did anything he asked. But that had been my downfall. Because in the end, he fed me a cup of poisoned tea and fucked another woman while I lay dying on the floor. Jack suddenly stepped closer and stood over my body. I raised my hands to him, hoping by some miracle that he would help, but instead, he suddenly kicked me in the stomach, causing me to scream in pain. “You’re so fucking disgusting Tamara.” He spat at me. “I can’t believe I was married to you for the last two years of my life. Every night I would go to sleep wishing Kate was the one in my bed instead. Do you know how frustrating it was for us to sneak behind your back just to have sex for all these years?” He sneered and more tears came rushing down my face. Why was he saying this to me? “J-Jack, please don’t do this.” I begged. “I’m your wife Jack, I have loved you for two whole years. I have given you everything you ever asked. Why are you doing this to me?” I cried but Jack only laughed. “Why? You really don't know? After all your family did to me, you really don't know?" He then scoffed. "I guess you are dumber than I thought then." He chuckled but I stared at him in confusion, not knowing what he was talking about. Jack continued. "And yes, I know you love me Tamara and that’s why it was so easy to control you and to steal everything from you. I only married you for your pack’s wealth and power, but it’s all mine now. I’m going to be crowned as the alpha of your pack in two days so you're useless to me now.” He said and I sobbed even harder. So everything had been a lie. My husband had cheated, deceived and betrayed me because I had foolishly let myself love him. If I could go back in time, I would have done everything differently, I would have made them pay. I cried harder, but Jack was unfazed as he turned to leave. He didn’t even glance back as he left the room, leaving me to die at the feet of his mistress. My step sister Kate burst into laughter as she got up from the bed and sauntered over to me in her sheer nightgown. “Oh poor Tamara. Do you still feel so high and mighty now, dear Luna?” she sneered, squatting down to laugh at me. “Why?” I sobbed. “Why would you do this to me? We are family.” Kate's smile twisted into a sneer. “No, Tamara. You were the Luna and I was just a lowly subject that nobody ever cared about. Everything and everyone revolved around you, but what did I have? Nothing!” The pain in my chest had become unbearable now. “Please, Kate, please don’t do this. I’m pregnant Kate. Please don’t do this to my baby.” Kate’s eyes glittered with malice. “Oh I know you’re pregnant, but thankfully Jack doesn't know that yet,” she spat coldly. “That’s why I made him give you the poisoned tea today before you got the opportunity to tell him. I really can’t afford to let you give birth to an heir who would take over the throne from us.” She sneered. I felt rage boil up within me. She was intentionally killing me because I was pregnant?Ivonne's POVI couldn’t stop staring at the place where Elder Marcellus and Allison had disappeared.Even though the crowd around me was still cheering and celebrating the wedding, my attention remained fixed on the empty space where they had just walked away together.Something about the interaction bothered me more the longer I thought about it. According to everything I knew, Alison had only ever stepped into the Lycan realm yesterday with the other guests from the outside world. She shouldn’t have any prior connection with someone like Elder Marcellus, who had spent all his entire life inside the Lycan realm because before Hector, no one was allowed to leave the realm.So how had they looked so familiar with each other?The way she leaned in to whisper to him… the way he had nodded without hesitation… and then the two of them walking away like they had done that a hundred times before.My brows slowly furrowed as the uneasiness in my chest grew.“Ivonne.”I barely heard Hector’s v
Ivonne's povI was still standing in the dressing room doorway, staring after Justin, when Elara suddenly clapped her hands loudly in front of my face.“Hey! Bride!” she said, grinning. “Earth to Ivonne.”I blinked and looked at her.My mind was still spinning from what Justin had just said. The way he had asked about Ivanna so casually, as if he already knew that I had seen her, made absolutely no sense. I had never told anyone about that vision yet, not even Hector. So how in the world did Justin know about Ivanna?And more importantly, why had he asked if Ivanna told me anything?I opened my mouth to say something, but Elara grabbed my shoulders and turned me toward the center of the room.“No thinking right now,” she said firmly. “We have a wedding to prepare.”I barely had time to react before the dressing room door burst open.Luna Kayla walked in first, smiling brightly, followed by what looked like an entire army of stylists, makeup artists, and attendants carrying boxes, brus
Ivonne's POV “No!”Lincoln’s voice rang across the hall again, louder this time, sharp enough to slice straight through the celebration that had just erupted.The cheering crowd immediately went silent.I felt my heart drop as Lincoln stormed up the steps of the stage, his long strides filled with fury and urgency. His eyes were locked on me like he had already decided that nothing—not the crowd, not the cameras, not even Hector—was going to stop him from reaching me.But Hector stepped forward before Lincoln could get close.Hector moved and block Lincoln’s path. He stood firmly between us, shoulders squared, his expression calm but he was clearly ready to throw hands if Lincoln made the wrong move.Lincoln stopped abruptly a few feet away.For a moment the two men simply stared at each other.The tension between them was so thick it felt like the air itself had turned heavy.Then Lincoln’s gaze shifted past Hector and landed on me.“Ivonne,” he said sharply. “What the hell are you
Ivonne's POV I remembered that night vividly. The moment when something strange had taken over me after I stopped the punishment that should have killed him. “I think… I was in a trance,” I said slowly. “Just like that time when I saw my look alike.” Hector didn’t look alarmed. If anything, he looked thoughtful. I hesitated. There was something I hadn’t told him. In the vision… it hadn’t been Kael who met the great beast. It had been Ivanna. Kael’s wife. That made absolutely no sense. According to every legend we knew, Kael had merged with Ulfris. But in the vision… Ivanna had been the one who accepted the power. The thought unsettled me, but I decided not to say anything yet. I didn’t even know if what I saw was real or just some strange illusion created by the spirits. Suddenly the crowd near the stage began pressing closer, excited reporters and spectators surrounding the elders. The elders clearly hadn’t expected that reaction. After a few seconds, they exchanged fr
Ivonne's POV For a few seconds after the applause died down, I just stood there on the stage like a statue. My heart was still racing from the performance, but now a completely different kind of dread was crawling up my spine. The cheers from the crowd sounded distant, almost muffled, as if my mind hadn’t fully caught up with reality yet. Then I saw them. The Lycan elders were already storming over to the stage where I stood Elder Marcellus was in the lead of course, his expression twisted with fury as he stormed toward the stage with the other elders right behind him. Their robes swayed sharply with every step, their eyes locked on me like predators that had finally cornered their prey. I didn’t need anyone to explain what was about to happen. They were going to destroy this moment. Humiliate me. Undo everything I had just accomplished. And the worst part was that I was still too stunned to even move. Before I could react, someone suddenly grabbed my arm. “Ivonne!” Ju
Authors note: Hiii, this is just to check in with my readers. How are things going? Are you enjoying the story? And can you guess what will happen next?Ivonne's POV The moment we entered the dressing room, the crew immediately sprang into action.“Get the armor!”“Bring the cloak!”“Someone fix the wig!”Within seconds, I was surrounded by people adjusting clothes, tightening belts, and shoving costume pieces onto my body.The outfit was heavy and masculine, designed to make Kael look powerful and intimidating.They strapped ancient looking armor across my shoulders, placed a thick cloak over my back, and darkened my jawline with makeup to create a stronger structure.Someone even added subtle shading to make my arms appear more muscular.“Lower your voice,” Justin instructed. “Kael should speak like this.”He demonstrated a deeper tone.I cleared my throat.“The night devourers will not claim another soul,” I said, trying to imitate it.Justin nodded approvingly.“Perfect, we'll ad







