What? Marelyn was pregnant before she left New York? I can't put two and two together. We tried to make another baby to help with the pain of losing one, but I didn't think that worked. It must have worked. I recall the three times I've seen her since I came to Carodia. Nothing could show that she was pregnant. I couldn't even tell, and I felt ashamed. "Another heir." Kyra tastes those impossible words on her lips. "Alpha Zeke, there's hope." I tell Loki. "Lead me to the gallows." "It's right through a secret door in the dungeons. Only the Red Alpha has access to it." Kyra hangs her head when she hears that. Another stumbling block to overcome. I can tell she just wants to make sure Chase hasn't harmed Marelyn or the baby. That's my major concern as well. Flame torches line the walls of their dungeons. "Show me." I command Loki. Loki bows and stands on his feet under my instructions. He leads the way in silence. We get to the end of the dungeon, and he points at the secret do
It's the last fight. Red Valley survived my reign of terror the last time I was here, but this time around, I will not stop until the Red Pack is dust. Loki and walk out of the dungeons. The numbers have increased. We are all surrounded. Leading his wolves is Chase Erickson. Chase is shocked to see Loki on my side. He's looking between the both of us and doing a terrible job at hiding his emotions. "Loki, what is this?" "What I should have done a long time ago." "If father sees you now-" "And! Father would be more disappointed in you and what you've turned his pack into." Chase growls, eyes turning red as a blood moon. "Is that why you betray your own pack, brother? Tell me, what did he offer you?" "Your death," Loki says in a low but icy tone. It's chilling to watch their exchange, but even Chase doesn't see the hate filling his brother's eyes coming. It takes him unawares. "I promised you I will live to see Red Valley become dust by my hands." I growl, shifting halfway and
KYRA The next day, Zeke speaks to us about his decision. It's official. We are returning to New York. It took a child to get his senses back. I'm so glad we've found Mare and that she's finally with us. Aiden's learning to forgive her for everything that has happened. The awkwardness in the air won't just vanish. It will take time, but eventually, this is a bridge we will all cross. I'm excited about returning and abandoning this revenge plan that is bound to cause us heartache, but my heart hurts like hell while hearing the news. It means I won't see any more of him. I found my mate, and now, we must part ways because we are on two different sides of life. My chest is heavy. The second Zeke concludes, I exit the shelter and head over to the bamboo forest, hoping Zane will stop by today. It's all I can do. I can only hope, but this is for the best. I wait and wait for hours to no avail. Sulking, I walk down the path towards the exit of the forest. The tavern is the only place on
Before daybreak, I kiss Zane one last time and disappear from his life. On the way back to the shelter, I'm crying, all snot and tears because how do I forget last night. The pain in my chest is heavy like lead. I want to turn back. I want to change things in my favour, but I'm not that selfish to rob Zeke and Mare of their happiness. The shelter comes into view. I wipe my tears because I want no one witnessing Kyra Mason's vulnerable moment. The Alpha decided to use the previous day to make our plans more certain. He's been the talk of the land since then. There are people gathered about the shelter. They are wondering what's going to happen to the remains of the Red Valley pack. I know Zeke will take them under Moon Grove's wings. Their Alpha and structure are broken. They have no other choice but to embrace whoever presents himself as their next ruler. But the people still wonder how all of this will align. Zane must play his part. Moon Grove will finally have a recognised ter
MARE I can't tell what's on his mind. We've talked about everything and re-talked about it. Our relationship is still awkward. I don't know if it will ever return to the way it used to be, but we have this child to bring us closer and repair the drift. I'm holding my midriff and staring out the window. The road is rocky, and the car keeps jerking like it's on the road to hell. Soon, the turbulence passes, and the port draws nearer. Zeke shuts his eyes the entire way home. He loses himself in his thoughts, but I suspect he does that to get away from me and from the moment. Will we ever find that spark again? We always never had it difficult with conversations, but everything still feels off. I look away from him and continue staring out the window. At the port, we descend the sedans and grab our luggage from the trunk. Aiden and Kass help out with our luggage. We are about to go on board. I'm in the lead, but Zeke and I bring up the rear. He tugs my hand back, and I stop in my tra
This house holds memories for each and every one of us. Good and bad. I live through all of that again the second I step through the entrance door. My mistakes and the best moments of my life all come back to me. Zeke changed my life, and if you ask me, I'll do it all over again from the top, so long as I got to cross paths with him. Our love isn't a mistake. It's durable and will overcome the many obstacles facing us. I hear my past cries in the living room. When I turned onto the real devil's incarnate for help. I trusted my mate because he gave one truth. I turned a blind eye to every other thing, even though a part of me knew what the truth was. We promised to make only good memories while learning to forgive each other every day before leaving Carodia. I knew it won't be easy, but I'm here to stay. Our child will be born here and will take over Moon Grove's throne. "Alpha Zeke, I'll start planning for a pack gathering this instant. It's a cause for joy. The moon goddess must
ZEKE Marelyn being the nosy fiancée she is insisted I come here today. The action series I was meant to star in before everything blew over was still on hold. She thinks the director purposely waited this long for me to come back to my senses. I don't tell her, but in the film industry, time is money. A delay can be fatal to your shot at a big hit. With my hands in the pockets of my coat, I walk into Mr. Ivin's home after security lets me through. I've been here on one or two occasions. He's the most popular American producer alive. I have a large presence in New York City with Vanver Studios, but Ivin Montgomery is a veteran and the real deal. He's also a role model. When he offered me the role to star in his latest series, many have speculated that it would be a hit, I was honoured. I will count it as a huge loss if I don't gain it back today. I'm banking on the fact that Ivin fancies my ass. I cross a tile-lined pool that most of the urban glass houses on this cul-de-sac have.
I must be dreaming. Maybe I'm trapped in a trance. Scarlett Burns died two years ago. It's enough time to move on from the past, but this brings everything back like a crashing sea wave. This is impossible. She's impossible. "Who are you?" She shakes her head silently. I'm confused. It's like she can't speak. For a moment, she appears like a blank book. To my greatest surprise, it stays that way. She doesn't look like she remembers a damned thing about us. "Scarlett, if this is you... and you are playing some sick joke. End it now." I study her clothes. She also appears homeless. Her skirt doesn't hide much of her legs, but it's rumpled and has holes at its hem. The jacket she has on tells the same situation. I reach for her, but she steps back. Fear flashes in her eyes. She's in a dark alley with a stranger who doesn't seem to be relenting from his intention to keep her here. "I don't know any Scarlett, sir. You can ask someone else around," she says, wanting to continue dow