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 POV Elyra winced as she shifted in the chair, her hand pressing against the bloodied gash on her arm. Her usual playful smirk was still there, but it was tinged with pain.“It’s nothing, Kailey. I’ve had worse,” Elyra said, waving her uninjured hand dismissively.Kailey’s eyes narrowed. “Nothing? Elyra, that’s a deep cut. You’re bleeding everywhere!”“Oh, come on. You’re going to start mothering me now?” Elyra teased, her grin faltering slightly as Kailey rushed around the hut.“Yes, I am,” Kailey said firmly. She turned to Auren, who was standing near the door, his wide eyes darting between the two women. “Auren, get me some towels. Quickly.”Auren hesitated for a moment, then nodded and sprinted to the small cabinet where Kailey kept the linens. “Here, Mum!” he said, handing her a handful of towels.“Good boy,” Kailey murmured, already setting the towels down on the table beside Elyra. She grabbed a basin and poured clean water into it, her movements quick but steady.Elyra chuck
Ezekiel’s POV I was so tired—drained, even. My mind felt like it was fraying at the edges, and every breath I took felt heavier than the last. I couldn’t shake the thought: If the Moon Goddess doesn’t give us a response, we are doomed. We’d come so far, sacrificed so much, and yet, here we were, teetering on the edge of despair. My eyes locked onto the sacred statue before me, its stone surface glowing faintly under the pale moonlight.I stepped closer, the weight of my pack’s survival pressing down on me. “Answer me or kill me!” I roared, my voice echoing through the chamber like a desperate plea.“No, Alpha!” Luther shouted, panic clear in his tone. “Don’t go closer! You’ll die!”“Leave me!” I snapped, my eyes blazing as I turned to glare at him. “Stand back! I’ve had enough of this!”The warriors murmured uneasily among themselves, shifting nervously as I turned back to the statue. My voice dropped, hoarse with emotion. “If there’s any punishment, let it fall on me. Let my pack live.”
Kailey’s POV I was so pissed at this point that if I had a knife, I would’ve stabbed Ezekiel right then and there. The sheer audacity of him standing there, pleading for forgiveness after everything he’d done, was infuriating. But I tried to keep my cool, no matter how much my body trembled with rage. Without saying another word, I turned on my heel and stormed out of the cave.“Kailey! Wait!” Ezekiel’s voice echoed behind me, desperate and raw, but I didn’t care. He had no right to call my name like that.As I marched toward the mouth of the cave, my vision blurred with half-tears, half-fury. Before I could take another step, two guards stepped in front of me, blocking my way. Their stances were firm, unyielding.I stopped abruptly, narrowing my eyes at them. “If you value your lives, you’ll move. Now.” My voice was low but filled with so much venom that even I felt its sting.They hesitated, exchanging uncertain glances, but neither moved. My fists clenched. I was done with being corne
Kailey’s POV Auren!” I shouted into the darkness, my voice raw and desperate. My eyes darted around the dense forest, searching for any sign of movement. The chill of the night seeped through my skin, but I didn’t care. “Auren! Please, just come back!”Beside me, Ezekiel was shouting too. His voice was stronger, louder, but I could hear the same desperation in it. “Auren! Where are you?”I spun around to face him, my frustration boiling over. “This is all your fault!” I snapped, my voice shaking with anger. “If you hadn’t come back, if you hadn’t barged into our lives, he wouldn’t have run off like this!”Ezekiel stopped mid-shout, his face shadowed but clearly tense. “Kailey, I didn’t mean for this to happen. I didn’t know he overheard everything.”“Exactly,” I spat. “You didn’t know. You never know. You just act and leave chaos behind for everyone else to deal with.”He opened his mouth to reply, but I raised my hand to silence him. “Just get away from me. Stay out of my life. Stay out
Kailey’s POV Ezekiel took a deep breath, his shoulders stiffening as he prepared to speak. “It started after Kailey was banished. My father… he…” He trailed off, his jaw tightening. “What?” I asked sharply, my arms crossed. “What did he do?” “He fell ill,” Ezekiel said finally. His voice was low, almost a whisper. “Not long after you were gone. It was as though the strength that kept him going just vanished. He grew weaker with each passing day, and nothing we did could save him. Eventually, he… he died.” Auren’s expression didn’t soften. Instead, his lips pressed into a thin line as he stared at Ezekiel. “So what? He got what he deserved,” Auren said coldly. “He sent my mom away. Why should I care about what happened to him?” “Auren,” I said softly, trying to calm him, but his glare cut me off. “No, Mom! Why does it matter? He didn’t care about us. He didn’t care about you!” Ezekiel’s voice broke through the rising tension. “You’re right,” he said, his gaze fixed on Auren. “He
Kailey’s POV As we stepped through the towering gates of the Blackwood Pack’s palace, a flood of memories washed over me. Some bitter, some sweet, but all deeply etched in my heart. Auren clung tightly to my hand, his gaze darting around suspiciously. His shoulders were tense, his distrust almost palpable. Elyra walked beside us, her sharp eyes scanning everything as though she were cataloging every detail. Ezekiel walked ahead, his steps confident but hesitant, as though he feared one wrong move might shatter whatever fragile truce we had."This is it," Ezekiel said, turning to us with a hesitant smile. "Welcome back to Blackwood." His voice carried a mix of pride and apprehension.Auren snorted. "Back? We never really belonged here."Ezekiel’s smile faltered, but he didn’t argue. Instead, he gestured toward the guards stationed at the entrance. "Make them as comfortable as possible," he instructed, his tone firm. "And gather everyone in the pack square this evening. I have an important
Ezekiel’s POV My desk was cluttered with papers—legal documents, treaties, and the single most important file of the night: the transfer of the Luna emblem from Anastasia to Kailey. I couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at the corner of my lips as I signed the final page. Kailey was back, and though the path ahead was uncertain, I was ready to fight for her.As my pen scratched across the last signature line, the door to my office burst open. Anastasia stormed in, her heels clicking sharply against the floor. Her face was flushed with anger, and her fiery eyes locked onto mine with a ferocity that promised a storm."Why?" she demanded, her voice trembling with rage. "Why would you bring her back?"I sighed, setting my pen down deliberately before meeting her gaze. "Anastasia, we’ve been through this. Kailey is the rightful Luna. She always has been.""Rightful?" she spat, slamming her palms on the edge of my desk. "I’ve stood by you, Ezekiel. Through every decision, every war, every
James’ POV. The Aftermath of the battle with the rogue still evident on me and the rest of my men, though the battle was just a walk in the pack, it was unexpected and there was no way we would come out of it without casualties. One of my men had a large wound on his thighs, one which seemed like it wasn't healing, or rather was healing too slowly. As we rode into the open area of the pack house, I froze on the spot as I sighted her. What is she doing out here?How did she get out?, who let her out?. I frowned as my eyes locked on Cecilia. She had a wicked smirk on her face, one that always made her look like she was about to do something evil. I dropped down from my horse, glancing towards one of the men. “Take him to the healers, there must be something for his wounds”The man nodded as two of the men began to carry the injured man down from the horse. “one more thing” I muttered, drawing the attention of the men. “make sure to keep the battle with the rogues a secret, no one
Cecilia's pov. The weather was calm and cold and as I walked through the bushes, the cool breeze of the evening hit me from different angles. I had sent a message to Damon, telling him to meet me up at our usual location, as we had a lot to discuss. The cool evening breeze blew through the trees, making the leaves move from side to side. The sunlight was already fading at this point and I pulled my cloak tighter around my shoulders. I walked deeper into the forest, my boots pressing softly onto the damp earth, crushing the leaves beneathThe scent of dried leaves , mixed with fresh rain filled my nose. I glanced at my side scanning the forest.This was because I could hear the distant sound of rustling animals, howling and making all kinds of sounds. I was hoping Damon would carry out the taste effectively, now that Ezekiel and Kailey were out of the pack house.This was the perfect time to attack the palace. However,before that, there was something else I had asked Damon to carry
Kailey’s POV.After dinner, I stepped into our tent, one which was well prepared for just Ezekiel and I. I sat at the small bed which we could lay on for the night.My mind was still occupied with the happenings In the pack house, however, not so much, and this was because James had set out this morning, already on his way to the pack house.With James at the pack house, I was confident that Auren would be safe and in good hands. The sounds of footsteps approaching the tent brought me out of my thoughts. I could already see the silhouette of the person aporaivhjg through the tent. It was a familiar shadow and I knew who it was already. Ezekiel stepped in, his towering figure making the tent look small. “kailey, I have been looking everywhere for you”I frowned slightly, folding my arms to my chest “But we just had dinner together not quite long ago.”He chuckled, taking a step closer to me “Ofcourse, we did,”I raise a grow, arms still folded to my chest. He sighed, understanding
JAMES’ POV. I totally understood Kailey's worries, Auren was a strong little boy, he had determination, a fire which burns in his eyes. I chuckled, glancing at the large trees around me, how can I forget about his stubbornness?. I have sworn to protect him till my last breath, Auren was the heir and future of our pack and it was my duty to make sure he was safe at all times. Just like kailey’s said earlier, though Cecilia was locked up, she was as slick as a shame, she would never back down without a fight.I knew she would have people on the pack, those who were loyal to her, they would be the ones pulling the string for her even now that she is behind bars. I heaved a sigh, when will all this end?. The pack has been divided for a long While now and it didn't look like there would be an amalgamation soon.I grabbed the reins of my horse and swung it with force, urging the horse to ride faster. The forest was quiet, too quiet, at first I didn't mind but then the quietness was jus
Kailey’s pov. It still baffles me how Cecilia would come up with such a lie, one which the elders would find it difficult to ignore. I must give it to her, she was smart, however, her only problem was that she was messing with the wrong person. Me. I glanced at the burning fire which was right there in the middle of the gathering. The moon was up. However, it wasn't bright enough yet, so the fire was used as an alternative to brighten the night. “You should rest, Kylie,” a familiar voice rang out as footsteps approached from behind me. I sighed, glancing above my shoulders. “I'm not sleepy yet” James raised a brow as he walked past me, sitting at a corner, just around the burning fire. “don't tell me you are still thinking about the rumor Cecilia came up with”I remained quiet, Of Course I was thinking about it, though Ezekiel had paid deaf ears to it, some of the elders if not all had doubts in their mind, I was glad Ezekiel made a swift decision on loving her up. “You don't h
Ezekiel's pov. The meeting with the different alpha's didn't go as I had expected. However I knew there would be uproar and misunderstanding. I hadn't expected them to bring the issue of my house to the table. It might have felt like nothing at the time, but it had hit deep, however I would not allow it get to me so much. This was all Cecilia's fault, if she had been a good Luna, all this wouldn't have happened. I still remembered the look on Marcus' face when he mocked my house, asking why they should listen to me when I haven't put my household in order yet. My teeth grinder together as I paced in my chambers, hands running through my hair. There was a sudden knock on the door which made me frown slightly, wondering who that was. The door is open” The door pushed open and a maid stepped In with her hand to her back. “Breakfast is served, Alpha” I sighed, “I will be there shortly, you may leave”. The maid nodded and then after a slight bow l, she walked out of the r
CHAPTER one hundred and twenty four LUNA’s RETURN_ HER RETURN WILL LIFT THE CURSE Ezekiel’s POV The room was filled with voices clashing against each other, one Alpha trying to speak over the other. The council chamber was heavy with tension, frustration rolling off every man in waves. Some were standing, others still seated but barely holding back their irritation. Fists pounded on the table, deep growls echoed in the large space, and more than once, I caught the sharp glint of fangs as tempers flared. "This is unacceptable!" Alpha Gerard snapped, his fists pressing into the table. "The Full Moon Festival is in three days, and nothing has been arranged! Do you think our packs will stand for this level of disorganization? We are Alphas! We should be leading by example." "Agreed," Alpha Marcus interjected, arms crossed over his broad chest. "The festival is not just a celebration; it is tradition, a time of unity among packs. If we fail to organize it properly, it will be seen
Cecilia’s POV "So," he drawled, his voice low and taunting. "You want Ezekiel’s heir gone."I took a step forward, locking eyes with him. "Not just gone, Damon. Dead. Gone forever. No traces, no chances of rescue. I want Auren wiped from existence."He chuckled, shaking his head. "You don’t ask for much, do you?"I pulled a rolled parchment from inside my cloak and held it out. "This is the blueprint of the packhouse. Every room, every passage, every weak spot. Study it. You’ll need it."Damon raised a brow but took the parchment, unrolling it slowly. His eyes scanned over it, flicking from one section to another."This is detailed," he admitted. "Where’d you get it?"I smirked. "I was Luna, Damon. This was my home. I know every inch of that place. I know where the guards stand, where they slack off, and where they think they’re safe. They aren’t."He traced a finger over the main entrance. "The packhouse is heavily guarded. Getting in won’t be easy."I stepped closer, pointing at a
Cecilia’s POV As the chains fell from my wrists, I let out a slow, shaky breath. My fingers trembled as I rubbed the raw skin where the cold metal had bitten into my flesh for over a week. A whole week locked in that filthy cell. Me. The Luna.I clenched my jaw, my nails digging into my palms. "I will make Ezekiel pay for this."The Pack Elders had finally decided my fate in his absence. And of course, with the right words, the right persuasion, and the right influence, I bought my way out. They thought they were making the decision. Fools. I had them wrapped around my finger before they even realized it.I looked down at myself, disgust curling in my stomach. My arms had shrunk, my once flawless skin now bruised and dirty. My dress hung loosely, no longer fitting the way it used to. They had made me look weak. Powerless.That would change. Immediately.I turned to the guard who had hesitated before unlocking my chains. "Where is Evelyn?"He bowed his head slightly. "She’s waiting fo