LOGINIvonne's POV Walking into the council hall felt like stepping straight into a battlefield.My fingers tightened slightly around Hector’s hand as the heavy doors were pushed open, revealing the large hall beyond. The council members and elders were already seated in their usual arrangement, their expressions unreadable, their presence heavy with authority and expectation.I braced myself.I fully expected the moment we stepped in to be met with criticism, accusations, or at the very least, disapproving stares.So when every single person in the hall suddenly stood up at once—I froze.And then, in perfect unison, they all bowed to us Deeply.My eyes widened in shock.For a second, I genuinely thought I had walked into the wrong room.“What…?” I whispered under my breath.Hector leaned slightly closer to me, his voice low enough that only I could hear.“It's just Custom,” he murmured. “They’re acknowledging us as Alpha and Luna.”I blinked, still processing the sight of an entire counc
Ivonne's POVI was still staring at Luna Kayla in shock as her eyes continued to glow.Not the faint golden shimmer that Lycans sometimes had when their wolves stirred close to the surface.No.This was different.Her eyes were shining with a bright, almost blinding gold, like molten sunlight trapped behind her pupils.I froze.“Kayla?” I said slowly.She didn’t respond.Her gaze remained locked on my face, but it felt like she wasn’t actually seeing me.“Kayla?” I tried again, stepping closer and gently tapping her arm.That was when the realization hit me.She had entered a trance.My mind immediately flew back to something I had been told when I visited the southern pack. Alpha Adrian, Lady Catherine, and several others had spoken about Luna Kayla with a kind of reverence that I hadn’t fully understood at the time.They had explained that she was… different.Special.Her bloodline descended from a rare mixture of Lycan and ancient Valkyrie women, which gave the women in her family
Ivonne's POV My eyes widened when I looked at the date he was pointing at. “Wait… I do recognize the date! that’s around the year my father was born.” Justin nodded slowly. “Interesting.” He flipped the page. “There’s no exact birthday listed here.” “I know my father’s birthday though,” I said quickly, reciting it. Justin compared the dates. “That’s about a month after this child was placed into the adoption home.” My confusion deepened. “Why would that matter?” Justin didn’t answer right away. Instead, he asked another question. “What were your grandparents’ names?” “My father’s parents?” I asked. He nodded. “Grandpa Arthur and Granny Shania. They were both simple people from the northern continent,” I said slowly. “Very kind, but nothing unusual. They passed away when I was young.” Justin hummed thoughtfully. Then he pointed to another name on the document. “What about this one?” I stared at the name. Nicholas... the baby's name. At firs
Ivonne's POV I took the package from Justin almost immediately.My fingers closed around it before I even fully realized what I was doing, but the moment the weight of it settled in my hands, however, I had to pause because a sudden thought struck me. I looked up at him sharply. “Did you open it?” Justin shook his head without hesitation. “No.” I studied his face carefully, searching for any sign that he might be lying. “But,” he added calmly, “I believe I have a pretty good guess about what’s inside.” My fingers tightened slightly around the package. “How is that possible if you didn't open it?” The words came out sharper than I intended. “All the things Mr. Archibald sent to me were highly confidential,” I continued, my eyes narrowing. “He specifically told me not to tell anyone about them. So how can you know?.” Justin simply smiled, a small knowing curve of his lips that made my suspicion grow stronger. “Well,” he said lightly, “you’ve already noticed that I know much
Ivonne's pov"That’s insane.”“It gets better,” she added.“What?” I laughed and Denise grinned.“Larry has already gone back to the northern continent to make sure everything is legally finalized. The board members will all sign documents to never challenge you again.”Relief flooded through me.“That’s truly amazing Denise.”Hector wrapped an arm around my shoulders.“I’m proud of you sweetheart.”Before I could respond, Severin and Leo approached us.“Ah,” Leo said. “The honeymooners finally return. Welcome back Alpha and Luna."Severin rolled his eyes.“Yes Welcome, and We have more updates.”“Good news I hope?” Hector asked.“All good,” Severin replied. “More visitors are arriving every day. And some guests who already left are spreading positive reports about the Lycan realm back in their own packs.”“That’s exactly what we hoped for,” Hector said.While they continued discussing logistics, I gently tugged Severin aside.“Quick question,” I whispered.He raised an eyebrow.“What
Ivonne's povI woke slowly, like someone rising through layers of water with the world coming back to me in fragments—warm sheets, the faint scent of cedar from the carved bedframe, and the steady rhythm of someone breathing beside me.And then the dream came rushing back.My eyes snapped open.For a moment I stared at the ceiling, my heart thudding with the strange clarity dreams sometimes leave behind.The great beast spirit Ulfris had appeared in my memory so vividly it was almost unsettling. His deep, knowing voice had echoed inside my head instead of through the air.I could remember the strangeness of his words.I frowned slightly. That was… odd.In the dream he had spoken to me as though I should have been expecting and known he would come.I lay there for a few seconds longer, replaying the moment in my mind, trying to make sense of it.Then I snorted softly.“Oh my God,” I muttered under my breath.Of course it must have happened because of the stress of Yesterday.The chaos.
I shoved Dante back with more force than I intended, my heart racing and my temper rising. “I’m not one of your concubines, Dante,” I snapped, glaring up at him. “If you’re so desperate for sex, why don’t you go to Lucy? She’s your favorite, isn’t she?”His brows lifted, and that infuriating smirk sp
Tamara’s POV This morning, as I watched Dante drive away, the sudden pang of heartache that hit me hard, caught me off guard.I mean, I knew he was only supposed to be gone for two days, but the way the thought of him being away made my chest tighten, you would have thought he had dumped me. This was
I spent the morning locked in a small, cold cell, the iron bars casting long shadows on the stone walls. Every tick of the clock felt like a countdown to my eventual doom. Even the hard floor was unforgiving, and I couldn’t shake the sense of dread that wrapped around me like a suffocating blanket.
Dante's POV I woke up with the morning light filtering through the curtains, casting a beautiful halo around Tamara’s face as she slept beside me. I smiled before giving into temptation and leaning over to press a kiss on her lips. Her eyes fluttered open with a smile, but then she paused and there







