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
Ezekiel’s POV The first rays of dawn painted the sky as we gathered at the edge of the forest. The air was cool, and the atmosphere was tense. Brax stood by my side, his expression serious as always, while Liora adjusted the strap of her satchel filled with herbs and scrolls. Two of my strongest warriors, Dax and Kieran, flanked us, their presence reassuring but not enough to ease the knot in my stomach.“This is it,” I said, looking at each of them. “Once we leave, there’s no turning back. Are we ready?”“Ready as we’ll ever be,” Brax replied, gripping the hilt of his sword.Liora nodded, her face calm but her eyes alert. “The pack is counting on us. Let’s not waste any more time.”“Let’s move out,” I said, leading the way into the dense forest.The trees closed around us, their shadows long and imposing. The only sounds were the rustling of leaves and the soft crunch of our boots on the ground. No one spoke; the weight of our mission hung heavily in the air.After a while, Brax broke the
Ezekiel’s POVThe night was thick with silence, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves in the wind. I lay on my makeshift bed, staring up at the canvas roof of my tent. Sleep was a fleeting thing these days, but I must have dozed off because the sound came suddenly, sharp and distinct.Footsteps.They were subtle but unmistakable, crunching softly against the forest floor outside.I sat up immediately, my senses on high alert. In the forest, far from the safety of the pack grounds, danger could come from anywhere. Rogues? A thief? Or something worse?I reached for the knife I kept under my bedroll, its cool handle fitting snugly into my palm. Quietly, I got to my feet, careful not to make any noise that might alert whoever—or whatever—was outside.The others were sleeping, their breathing steady and undisturbed. I moved toward the tent flap, my heart pounding as I peeked outside. The moonlight filtered through the trees, casting eerie shadows on the ground.There, near the edge of t
Ezekiel’s POVThe forest was eerily quiet, and I kept following the boy. The faint crunch of leaves underfoot was the only sound as I moved carefully through the shadows. Suddenly, he vanished. One moment he was just ahead of me, and the next, he was gone.I froze, my eyes scanning the dense trees around me. “Where did you go?” I muttered under my breath. The darkness made it hard to see, but I wasn’t going to give up. He had to be here somewhere. My eyes darted upward to the treetops, and I noticed something. One of the trees had its leaves rustling, even though there was no wind.“This is it,” I whispered to myself, stepping closer to the tree. “Hey! I’m not going to hurt you,” I called out, trying to keep my voice calm.No answer.“Who are you?” I asked, my gaze fixed on the rustling branches.Still no response.I sighed and tried again. “Hey, come on. You can talk to me. I’m not here to hurt you.”Silence.Just as I was about to turn away, a small voice broke through the quiet. “My name i
Ezekiel’s POV“This is why people fear us,” Auren’s mother said. “Because they don’t understand. They see power and assume the worst.”“But you’re not hurting anyone,” I said.“That doesn’t matter to most,” the older woman said. “Fear makes people dangerous.”I nodded slowly, trying to process everything. “So you stay hidden. To protect yourselves.”“And to protect others,”ELyra said. “Power like ours can be dangerous if not controlled.”“I see,” I said. “But Auren… he’s just a kid. Doesn’t he deserve a chance to live a normal life?”“This is normal for us,” the older woman said firmly. “It may not be what you know, but it’s what we have.”“And you don’t think the world could ever accept yoThe room fell silent. Finally, Auren’s mother spoke. “Perhaps one day. But not today.”I nodded, understanding their caution. But a part of me couldn’t help but hope that they were wrong. That maybe, just maybe, the world could change.For now, though, I knew better than to push. “Thank you for trusting me e
Kailey’s POVI couldn’t believe what Auren had done. My heart pounded as I stood in the small, dimly lit room, glaring at him.“What were you thinking, Auren?” I shouted, my voice echoing against the wooden walls. “You brought a stranger to our home! To our sanctuary! Do you understand how dangerous that is?”He stood before me, head bowed, his small hands fidgeting with the hem of his shirt. “I’m sorry, Mum,” he said quietly, his voice barely above a whisper.“Sorry?” I snapped, pacing back and forth. “Sorry doesn’t cut it, Auren! You saw people in the woods—strangers! And instead of staying away like you’ve been told a thousand times, you went right up to them. What were you thinking?”“I… I didn’t mean to,” he stammered. “He… he seemed nice, Mum. He didn’t seem like he wanted to hurt us.”“And how exactly would you know that?” I demanded, throwing my hands up in frustration. “Do you have some magical ability to see into people’s hearts now? Do you?”Elyra stepped into the room, her prese
Kailey’s POV“I haven’t even prepared the evening dish,” I said to Elyra, feeling the weight of the day pressing on me. The sun was beginning to dip behind the trees, and the thought of the tasks left undone made my chest tighten.Elyra chuckled lightly, her usual calm demeanor untouched by my rush. “You stress too much, Kailey. It’ll all get done.”I ignored her teasing as I turned toward the hut and shouted, “Auren! Auren, come here right now!”Moments later, Auren appeared from behind the hut, his small face lit up with curiosity. “Yes, Mum?”I placed my hands on my hips and gave him a stern look. “I need you to go into the woods and fetch some spices for tonight’s meal. The usual ones. And make sure—and I mean this—make sure you don’t branch off anywhere. Understood?”Auren nodded quickly, but his mischievous smile made me narrow my eyes. “I mean it, Auren. Straight there and back. No wandering.”“Okay, Mum, I promise,” he said, already heading toward the edge of the forest.“Chill, Kail
Kailey’s POVAs the ceremony went on, I was just so happy. Seeing my son, Auren, being ceremoniously decorated as the next Alpha of this land, my heart swelled with pride. Tears almost ran down my face. My ten-year-old son, given such an important role—it felt unreal. I was beyond happy, even as I thought of a name to call myself.“Alpha’s mother,” I murmured, tapping my chin thoughtfully. “No… Queen of the Alpha.”I giggled to myself, shaking my head. It was funny. I was giving myself so many options, and the more I thought about it, the more ridiculous they sounded.Then I burst out laughing. Like, really laughing. I couldn’t help it. It was just so amusing to me.“Kailey, what the hell is so funny?” Elyra’s voice pulled me back. She had walked up to me, her brows raised as she stared at me like I’d lost my mind.I tried to talk between laughs. “I was… I was just thinking…” I took a deep breath, wiping a tear from my eye. “What should I be called now? I mean, I can’t just be Luna an
Kailey’s POV"Alpha Ezekiel, I'm so happy for you. Finally, you have a son who will continue your legacy."Alpha Darius raised his glass, and I met his cheers with my own. The clink of our glasses echoed through the great hall, filled with the voices of powerful Alphas gathered for Auren’s coronation."Yeah, that was perfect," I said with a nod.Darius chuckled, leaning in slightly. "I just hope your new heir will continue the good relationship we’ve all kept through the years. You know how these young ones can be. Always eager to prove themselves."I smirked, taking a sip of my drink. "Sure, why not? He will. I trust him. He will be perfect. Though he's still very young, I know he will do his best."More Alphas began to approach, one after the other, congratulating me as they lifted their glasses. The air was filled with laughter and hushed conversations, everyone exchanging pleasantries and well wishes."Ezekiel, my friend," Alpha Tobias called as he clapped me on the back. "Tonight
Kailey’s POVToday, a lot of Alphas were going to be around. The full coronation of my son, Auren, was today, and I was so happy. I was fully ready and dressed up. Elyra helped me with my dress even as she was telling me that there shouldn’t be any fight between me and Cecilia today.“I didn’t promise anything,” I muttered, adjusting my necklace.Elyra gave me a side-eye. “Kailey…”I smirked. “Yeah, yeah. As long as Cecilia don’t step on my toes, I’m gonna be good.”Elyra folded her arms. “You’re always the one finding trouble.”I turned to her, raising an eyebrow. “Me? Finding trouble? Elyra, be for real.”She sighed. “You don’t even see it, do you?”“I see plenty.” I smirked, checking my reflection. “I see that I look damn good. I see that my son is about to be crowned. And I see that if Cecilia breathes wrong today, I just might—”Elyra groaned, cutting me off. “Kailey! This is Auren’s day. Can you, for once, not start a war?”I chuckled. “I’m not starting anything.”She gave me a
Kailey’s POVWhy isn’t this soup spicy?” I said even as I tasted the soup the maids were preparing for dinner.“My Queen… it’s—”“Your what?!” I cut her short, my voice sharp. “Don’t call me that. Call me the Luna.”“But—”“Are you trying to question me?” I shot back at the maid.“Sorry, Luna,” she said quickly, lowering her head.“Better. Now make sure this soup is spicy and not this trash you are cooking,” I snapped, turning to walk out of the kitchen. But as I reached the doorway, I paused.Cecilia was standing there, her arms folded, watching me with amusement. And then, she laughed.I narrowed my eyes. “What’s so funny?”Cecilia smirked. “What makes you think you are the Luna?”I tilted my head, my lips curling into a smile. “Oh, don’t worry about that. In no time, I will personally kick you out.”She arched an eyebrow. “Oh? And how exactly do you plan to do that?”I stepped closer, my voice low and firm. “All I need to do is prove you were the one behind my son’s murder.”Cecili
Kailey’s POV"Nothing," I said easily, flashing another smile."Bullshit," Auren grumbled.Ezekiel leaned forward, resting his arms on the table. "Kailey, I know you. You were ready to tear this whole plan apart five seconds ago. Now you’re just… agreeing? That’s not how you work."I shrugged, tilting my head. "Maybe I had a change of heart."Auren laughed. "You don’t have a heart.""That’s rude." I smirked."That’s the truth," Ezekiel replied, his eyes still locked on me. He was studying me, trying to read me like a book with torn pages.I kept my face smooth. If they even got a hint of what I was thinking, it would ruin everything."Look," I sighed loudly, tapping my nails against the table. "We all want the same thing, don’t we? This curse broken. That’s why we’re even having this damn talk.""Yeah," Ezekiel said slowly, still wary."And this is the only way?" I asked, trying to sound hesitant."You know it is," Auren said."Then I’m in," I said with certainty.Silence. Thick. Heav
Kailey’s POVHow fucking annoying it is to actually wake up to a text from Ezekiel.Meet me at the eating by 9 a.m. with Auren. Don’t be late! Who the hell does this fool think he’s talking to? I slid my phone onto the table and lay back down. I didn’t even know when I dozed off yesterday. I was so tired and scared that I just crashed, and now I wake up to this buzzing sound? So crazy. “Another crazy morning in this hell of a pack,” I mumbled, looking at the ceiling. I reached for my phone again to check the time. It was almost 8:30 a.m. I groaned, wondering whether I should even bother going to the diner. My wolf stirred, growling lowly, her way of nudging me to get moving. You should go. “Why? So he can piss me off even more?” I asked aloud. You know why. You care. I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, deep down, I still love Ezekiel so much. But what he did in the past? It’s always fresh in my mind. Every damn time I see him, I feel that pain. And it pisses me off so bad. Sometimes, I fe
Ezekiel’s POVJames’s eyes widened slightly, but he didn’t reply. “Alpha,” he said slowly. “I… I think you need to address this head-on. Call a meeting. Confront Remus and the others. Show them you’re still in control.”I scoffed. “Oh, that’ll go well,” I said lightly. “What am I supposed to say? That my house is in shambles but they should still believe me? That my son publicly insulted me, and my Luna and ex-Luna are locked in a power struggle, but I’ve got everything under control?” “You don’t have to say all that,” he answered, his tone calm. “But you do need to remind them of who you are. Of what you’ve done for this pack and the Alliance. They’ve forgotten, Ezekiel. And if you let this continue, they’ll change the story entirely.” I rubbed a hand over my face, tiredness sinking deep in my bones. He’s right, you know, my wolf said, his tone softer this time. You’ve been so focused on keeping the peace that you’ve forgotten how to lead. Maybe it’s time to tell them. And yourse
Ezekiel’s POVAs it stood right now, I was really losing it. Like, I was way too tired of everything. The feast Cecilia told me to plan? A fucking mess. Like, what the fuck? How can a fourteen-year-old boy talk back to me and Cecilia like that? Like, what the fuck?It shocked me to the highest level.You fucking caused all this for yourself.I could hear my wolf’s voice in my head, sharp and cutting, like he was enjoying my misery.“How did I?” I muttered under my breath, dragging my hands through my hair as I paced the room.You let Kailey down years ago, and you think nemesis won’t catch up with you?“You must be joking,” I growled back at him, my anger boiling over. “I have paid for my mistakes. Why the fuck is all this still happening to me?”Paid? Oh, please. You’ve barely scratched the top of what you owe, Ezekiel. And if you’re not careful, Auren is going to become something you’ll regret.“Fuck!” I snapped, striking my hand into the wall. My chest heaved as I tried to calm my
Kailey’s POV“She’s not my Luna anymore!” he roared, his voice cracking with frustration. “I told you that already. I—”“Oh, really?” I interrupted, stepping closer to him. “Because it sure as hell sounded like you were defending her just now. ‘My Luna this, my Luna that.’ Which is it, Ezekiel? Is she your Luna or not?”He opened his mouth to respond but closed it again, his jaw tightening as he struggled to find the words. I shook my head, laughing bitterly.“That’s what I thought,” I said, my voice cold. “You can’t even make up your mind. And you want to come in here and yell at my son for speaking his truth? For standing up to that conniving bitch?”“Don’t call her that,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous.“Why not?” I challenged, crossing my arms. “That’s exactly what she is. And you know it. You just don’t want to admit it because it’s easier to keep pretending everything is fine. Well, guess what, Ezekiel? It’s not fine. It’s never been fine. And your precious Cecilia? She