Ezekiel’s POVI met his glare head-on, unflinching. “What does it look like?” I said, my voice hard. “I’m dealing with incompetence.”Mark’s eyes narrowed, and he stepped further into the room, his presence filling the space. The guards immediately straightened, fear and respect evident in their eyes. But I wasn’t like them. I wasn’t about to bow down, not now.“Dealing with incompetence by stabbing your own men?” he said, his tone laced with disapproval. “You’re supposed to be leading them, Ezekiel, not turning on them like some rogue.”I rolled my shoulders back, my temper barely in check. “They’ve failed me. Over and over again. I told them to find her, and they came back with nothing. What am I supposed to do? Pat them on the back and say, ‘Good job?’”His expression hardened, his jaw tightening. “You’re supposed to remember your place. You’re not just some hotheaded pup throwing tantrums. You’re my son, heir to this pack. Start acting like it.”I laughed bitterly, the sound harsh and
Ezekiel’s POV“What is it?” I barked, rushing over to where the man stood, his hand pointing to the ground.“Footprints, Alpha,” he said, his voice quivering with both excitement and fear. “From the size of them, it looks like… it looks like they belong to a woman.”My heart skipped a beat. Could it be?“Spread out!” I commanded, my voice carrying authority. “I want the owner of these footprints found. Now! Comb the woods thoroughly. If we don’t find Kailey, no one—and I mean no one—is going back. Understood?”“Yes, Alpha!” they chorused, their voices resolute. Without hesitation, the men scattered in different directions, eyes scanning every leaf and branch for clues.I knelt by the footprints, my fingers tracing the edges. “Please, let it be Kailey,” I muttered under my breath. My heart raced as I signaled a few men to follow me. Together, we trailed the footprints, each step heavy with anticipation.The trail led us deeper into the woods, the prints crisp and distinct against the damp ea
Kailey’s POVI woke up to a strange feeling in my stomach. It wasn’t the normal kicks I’d felt before. This was sharper, like a cramp that wouldn’t let go. I groaned and shifted, trying to find a position that didn’t hurt."Elyra!" I called out, my voice shaky. "Something’s wrong."Footsteps rushed to my door, and Elyra burst in, her eyes wide. "Kailey, what is it? Are you okay?""No! It’s my stomach. It hurts so much," I gasped, clutching at my belly. "I think... I think it’s happening."Her face turned serious in an instant. "You’re due," she said, kneeling beside me. "Kailey, listen to me. The baby is coming.""No! It’s too early! I'm not ready!" Panic gripped me as the pain worsened. My breaths came in short, shallow gasps. "Elyra, what do I do?"She grabbed my hand firmly. "First, you breathe. In and out, Kailey. Like this."She demonstrated, and I tried to follow, but the pain was blinding. "It’s too much! I can’t!""Yes, you can," she said, her voice calm but firm. "You’re stronger tha
Kailey’s POVThe last few days had been a whirlwind. Painful, yes, but also so refreshing. Every ache, every sleepless moment was worth it for this tiny life cradled in my arms. My son, Auren, with eyes so much like his father’s, had become my whole world. I still couldn’t believe I had delivered him safely. If it weren’t for Elyra, I didn’t even want to imagine what could have happened to us.I was lost in thought, stroking Auren’s soft cheek as he suckled, when Elyra burst into the room with her usual energy.“Latest mother in town!” she declared, grinning from ear to ear. “Look at you, Kailey! And look at him! Your baby is loving your company so much.” She leaned over, tickling Auren’s tiny foot. “But don’t you think you’re overfeeding him? At this rate, he’ll be so fat, and I, as his godmother, will have to carry all that extra weight!”I laughed, shaking my head. “Elyra, he’s a newborn! He needs all the milk he can get. Besides, if he gets too heavy, you’re still going to carry him.
Kailey’s POVI woke up feeling feverish, my body shaking uncontrollably. My head throbbed, and my muscles ached as if I had run a marathon in my sleep. I tried to sit up, but every movement made me feel worse. Elyra walked in just then, balancing a glass of water and what looked like a plate of fruits. She froze the moment she saw me. “Kailey!” Her voice was sharp, laced with concern. She rushed to my side, placing the tray down on the bedside table. “What’s wrong? You look terrible!” “Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence,” I muttered, trying to smile, though it probably looked more like a grimace. “I’m serious,” she said, pressing a hand against my forehead. Her eyes widened. “Kailey, you’re burning up! Why didn’t you call me earlier?” “I didn’t want to bother you,” I whispered, wincing as I leaned back against the pillows. “I thought it would pass.” “Bother me? I’m your best friend and your baby’s godmother!” Elyra practically growled. “You *better* bother me next time. Now,
Kailey’s POV“Auren, go and give this bowl of food to your mother,” I heard Elyra call out from outside the hut. A few seconds later, my little boy came rushing in, balancing the bowl with his tiny hands. His steps were wobbly but determined, and his bright eyes lit up when he saw me.“Mum, Godmother Elyra said I should give this to you,” he announced proudly, holding the bowl up high.I smiled, taking it from him. “Thank you, sweetheart. You’re such a big helper.”He grinned, puffing out his small chest. “I’m a big boy now!”“You are,” I agreed, brushing a stray curl from his forehead. “Why don’t you go back and tell Godmother Elyra I’ll eat it soon?”He nodded eagerly, then spun around and toddled back outside, calling out as he went, “Godmother Elyra! Mum said she’ll eat it soon!”Elyra’s laugh drifted in through the door. “Good job, Auren! You’re my favorite little helper!”Over a year had passed since Auren was born, and he’d grown so much. Gone was the fragile newborn I cradled in my a
Kailey’s POVI was outside the hut one hot afternoon, chopping vegetables on a wooden board. The sun was high, and the air shimmered with heat, but it didn’t bother me. I liked the quiet moments like these when life felt simple—just me, my work, and the sound of the forest in the background.Auren came running up to me, his small face flushed with excitement. “Mum, can I go hunting today? Please?” He asked, his little hands clasped together as if he was praying.I sighed, wiping my hands on my apron. “Auren, how many times have I told you? Hunting is dangerous. You’re not old enough yet.”“But Mum, I’m big now! Godmother Elyra even said I’m a brave warrior,” he argued, puffing out his chest like he always did when he wanted to prove a point.“Auren,” I said, trying to keep my voice firm but kind, “being brave doesn’t mean you’re ready for everything. Hunting isn’t just a game. It’s serious.”He let out a dramatic sigh and plopped down on the ground, crossing his arms. “But I’ve been practi
Kailey’s POVThe tension in the room was unbearable. The air was thick with frustration, anger, and the suffocating weight of expectations. The elders were seated around the long wooden table, their expressions a mix of concern and fury. My head throbbed as their voices echoed off the stone walls of the council hall."This is a serious matter!" Elder Sia slammed her fist on the table, her sharp eyes piercing through me. "The crops are dying, humans are dying, everyone is dying. Alpha Ezekiel, this has to stop!""And what would you have me do?" I retorted, my voice steady, though my insides churned. "I have tried everything! The hunters have doubled their efforts. The healers are working day and night. I've prayed to the Moon Goddess more times than I can count! What more do you expect from me?""Results!" Elder Harren barked, his wrinkled face flushed with anger. "You’ve been Alpha for a year, Ezekiel, and in that time, this pack has only seen death and despair.""Do you think I don’t see
.Kailey’s POV The sun was setting low in the sky, painting the whole courtyard in orange and red hues, I stood beside Ezekiel, holding Auren tightly in my arms. My heart was heavy, this was a day I had both waited for and dreaded.Ezekiel stepped forward. His face was hard, his shoulders straight. He was not my mate at this point, He was the Alpha, and today, he had to act like it.Cecilia stood before us, her hands chained, her beautiful hair messy and dirty now.Beside her, the captured rogues and Roy knelt on the ground, their heads lowered. The whole pack was gathered around, watching in silence.Ezekiel’s voice rang out strong and clear over the courtyard.“For treason against the pack, for working with our enemies, for trying to kill my son and destroy our home” he said, “I, Alpha Ezekiel, sentence Cecilia, Roy, and their allies to death.”There was no noise. No one cheered. This wasn’t a happy moment. It was a sad, painful necessity.Cecilia looked at him, her eyes burning wi
Kailey’s POV The sun was setting low in the sky, painting the whole courtyard in orange and red hues, I stood beside Ezekiel, holding Auren tightly in my arms. My heart was heavy, this was a day I had both waited for and dreaded.Ezekiel stepped forward. His face was hard, his shoulders straight. He was not my mate at this point, He was the Alpha, and today, he had to act like it.Cecilia stood before us, her hands chained, her beautiful hair messy and dirty now.Beside her, the captured rogues and Roy knelt on the ground, their heads lowered. The whole pack was gathered around, watching in silence.Ezekiel’s voice rang out strong and clear over the courtyard.“For treason against the pack, for working with our enemies, for trying to kill my son and destroy our home” he said, “I, Alpha Ezekiel, sentence Cecilia, Roy, and their allies to death.”There was no noise. No one cheered. This wasn’t a happy moment. It was a sad, painful necessity.Cecilia looked at him, her eyes burning wit
Ezekiel's pov. The room was quiet as I sat beside Kailey at the head of the long conference table, a heavy silence hanging over us.The evening light was slipping through the tall windows, painting long shadows across the floor.Kailey’s hand rested over mine. I could feel her shaking, though she tried to hide it.We were both tired, still confused by the whole thing. I knew she must have gone through alot find the relic in the forest. Right now, We were waiting for news. News about our son, about James, about Lydia.My heart twisted every time I thought of Auren’s little face.Where was he? Was he safe?Suddenly, the heavy doors of the conference room burst open with a loud BANG.I jumped to my feet, ready to fight. But it was Cecilia.She stormed inside, her hair wild, her breathing heavy like she had been running. Her eyes widened when she saw us sitting there.“You!” she gasped, stumbling to a stop.Her face twisted for a second, like she wasn’t sure whether to be scared or angr
Kailey’s POV. As I stood there, looking at Ezekiel, standing in front of me, I couldn't believe my eyes.“Is this really you?”I asked, tears gathering in my eyes already.“It's me,” he answered, walking towards me. “You saved me. Suddenly I heard a voice, it was the voice I recognized, the couch of the forest spirit. “you have saved him. He would have lived as the Withered Stag for the rest of his life.” I glanced around and could see the warriors all on their horses around.I frowned, looking toward the mist “What about the relic.?” “There is no relic, the solution was your blood, the only way to save him was the blood of his mate.” the spirit muttered. After a while, there was a snap from the spirit and then it looked like we were all teleported from that area of the forest as the next thing I saw was Ezekiel and I, together with the rest of the warriors standing at a familiar road that leads out of the forest.The road that was once confusing now looks really familiar, of cour
James pov. The next morning, we decided to head north just as the message Lydia had dropped indicated. We moved fast through the trees. My boots hit the ground hard as I ran, sword in hand. Jon was right beside me, and the rest of our warriors followed close behind.We had tracked them here finally. Lydia and Auren were close. I could feel it, I don't think they were far off anymore. We had increased our pace the very moment we stepped out of the cave, ready and motivated to find Lydia. She had dropped the message and it was to show us that we are on the right track. Suddenly, we burst into a clearing, and there they were.Cecilia stood proudly in the middle, her long red cloak flapping in the wind. Beside her was Damon, the rogue leader, tall and strong, his arms crossed like he didn’t have a care in the world.Roy was there too, along with a handful of rough-looking rogues. They had Lydia and Auren held at the back, tied up and guarded by two rogues with knives.My heart slam
Lydia's pov. After passing the night in the cave, I knew it would be safe if I move on, the cave was too open, But before that, I had come up with a plan by carving some clues on the wall. Right now I was already on the move with Auren. The Morning light slipped through the tall trees as I hurried through the forest, I held Auren's hands. Every step I took felt heavier, every breath harder. We had been moving since before dawn, and my legs were tired, but I couldn’t stop. Not yet.“We're almost there, baby,” I whispered to him, even though I didn’t know where there was. I only knew we had to keep going north. Away from the pack house. Away from Cecilia.The forest was cold and damp. My boots squished in the soft ground, and twigs snapped under my feet. I tried to move quietly, but it was hard, I glanced over my shoulder. No one. Only the endless trees.I hugged Auren closer and kept moving.Then, up ahead, I heard something, it was a rustle in the bushes. I froze.My heart hamme
James pov. We have been in the forest for a long time but still there was no sign of Lydia and Auren.However the sun was starting to sink behind the hills when we finally saw it, a large, dark hole in the side of a rocky hill. I slowed my horse and raised my hand, signaling for everyone behind me to stop.“That’s it,” I said, staring at the cave. I didn’t know how I knew. I just... did. My heart was pounding in my chest. My instincts were screaming at me, Lydia was here.Jon rode up beside me. His face was serious, his dark eyes scanning the entrance. “You sure?” he asked quietly.I nodded. “I can feel it. She’s been here. I know it.”Jon didn’t argue, he trusted me, the same way I trusted him.The rest of the warriors waited behind us. Some of them looked nervous. Others just looked tired. We had been searching all day, riding hard through the forest and hills. However now, standing here, I felt a new rush of energy.“She’s close,” I said, tightening my grip on the reins.Jon l
James pov As we rode, I kept thinking about Lydia. I remembered the way she had smiled, the way she had looked at Auren like he was her whole world.I wasn’t going to let anything happen to them. Not on my watch.We had both promised Kailey and Ezekiel that we would protect and keep Auren safe. Though Auren wasn't safe, there was still a chance he was with Lydia and all I needed to do right now was find them and bring them back home to the pack house safe and sound.The tracks led us over hills and through narrow valleys. More than once, we had to stop and search when the trail grew faint.Each time, Jon was right there beside me, helping me pick up the scent again.“They’re moving fast,” Jon said after a while, wiping sweat from his forehead. “But not too fast. They’re slowing down.”I nodded. “They’re tired. Hungry, probably.”“And scared,” Jon added quietly.I didn’t like hearing that. Fear could make people careless. Lydia was smart, but if she was tired enough, scared enough, s
James pov. The whole place have already been cleaned up l, the warriors, guards and maids have done a very good job, the pack wolves too have put heads to getter in helping to make sure the pack house was back to the way it was before Although there was no way it could go back to the way it was in just a day of cleaning, it had improved.The blood on the walls of the pack house has been cleaned, the casualties l, dead bodies had been taken away, the whole place now looked like there was neve a battle at the pack house. However, the only thing that gave away the fact that there had been a battle, was the broken walls of some of the buildings around including the pack house. That was something that had already been looked into and should be in order in three to five days. Right now, I stepped out of the pack house, the cool air hitting my face. The sun was already high, but it didn’t do much to warm the uneasiness sitting heavy in my chest. Oh yes,I had a lot in my chest m, a whol