Kane's pov The moment I lifted Julia into my arms, I felt like I was carrying glass. Fragile, cold, barely there. It terrified me in a way I hadn’t felt in… maybe ever. My heart was racing so hard it felt like it would burst out of my chest. She couldn’t die. She couldn’t leave me. Not like this. Not now. Not ever.I barely registered the drive to the hospital. Everything blurred into one chaotic rush of panic. When I burst through the doors, the only word I could manage was, “Help her!” My voice was more of a growl than a shout. The desperation in it shocked even me.The doctors moved fast, pulling her from my arms before I could blink. I was left standing there, suddenly empty, like a piece of me had just been ripped away. They tried to stop me from following, but I wasn’t having it. No way. I pushed past them and followed her through the sterile, cold corridors. No one argued.I watched, feeling helpless, as they hooked her up to machines, tubes, wires. I’d seen it before, been in
Julia's pov I don’t know if I’m dreaming or dead. My body feels weightless, suspended in this strange haze where I can barely hold onto a single thought. Everything is blurry, distant, like it’s happening to someone else, not me. The only thing I’m aware of is this dull ache that throbs somewhere deep in my chest, and the occasional sound that slips through the fog.“Kane…” I think I whisper his name, but I’m not sure if my lips even move.Then I feel it. His arms around me. I can’t tell if it’s real or if my mind is just conjuring the comfort I need, but I’m certain it’s him. The warmth of his body seeps into my cold skin, his heart pounding so hard I swear I can feel it through the layers of fog. For a split second, I feel safe, like nothing can touch me.But it doesn’t last.Everything shifts, and suddenly I’m being torn away. My body is being pulled from his arms, but I can’t protest, can’t move, can’t make a sound. The world spins, lights flashing behind my eyelids as they wheel
Kane's povThe grand hall was tense, the air thick with fear and apprehension. I could feel it pulsing off the gathered employees, maids clustered to one side, guards standing in rigid formation on the other, and the rest of the staff scattered nervously in between. My eyes scanned them, not really seeing faces, just searching. Looking for her. The one maid who had brought the poisoned drink to Julia.My patience was wearing thin, and the anger simmering beneath my skin started to boil. It had been five days since it all happened. Five days of lying in that hospital bed, recovering from whatever hell that poison had dragged me through. I hated the fact that I hadn’t been conscious, hated that I couldn’t stop her before she disappeared.She ran. That much was obvious, and the thought of it made my blood burn. I should have had someone with me. Someone should have been by my side when it happened. But no, she got away, and now I was left playing catch-up."Alpha Kane."Harry’s voice bro
Julia's pov“I have a request.” She said,there was something menacing about her eyes,but her tone came out softer than I expected. “I want to speak to Julia alone.” She said and this time I panicked,my grip on my mother tightened,I stated at her shaking my head,she ought to understand that I don't want to be around this cruel woman, especially with no one by my side. My mom gave me a gentle squeeze,of course she cannot disobey the queen mother,but that little gesture told me s lot of things with the firceness in my mother's eyes,she was telling me ,I needed to be strong,to not show the weeen mother how weak everyone portrayed me to be,to trust that age would closer to me than I could imagine. That made me feel better,I wanted to hug her,but I had to be strong. “Okay.” I said like a whisper,I almost didn't hear my self as my voice blended with the almost still air. Mom got up and together with Penelope and Alex,they left my ward leaving me alone with Kane's mother. She sat on my be
Dylan's povI peeked through the crack of the door, heart pounding in my chest as I watched Julia wrap her arms around Kane. My throat tightened, that familiar twist of jealousy crawling up my spine, and I hated it. I hated how close they were getting. How easily he could step in and take over while I was gone. If I had been there, maybe none of this would’ve happened. Maybe Julia wouldn’t have gone through hell if I’d stayed instead of taking that stupid vacation with my friends.But I wasn’t there. I wasn’t there to save her.And now, all I could do was stand in the shadows, listening to the maids and guards gossip about how Kane had stepped in at the right moment. How he’d taken the drink meant for her and saved her life. That should’ve been me. I should’ve been the one to protect her, to keep her safe.But I wasn’t.I didn’t even realize how much I loved her until I saw her in his arms. Kane. My brother. How did it come to this? Two weeks—that's all it took for everything to fall
Julia's pov I followed behind Alpha Kane who had withdrawn me from Dylan's walk. Once again, he saved me. However, he dismissed Penelope and asked me to follow him. I had no idea of what he planned or where he was taking me, but I did need time away from my room. Kane stopped only when we arrived at his car. He opened the door for me and I gratefully bowed before getting in.As Kane settled in the driver's seat, he ignited the engine and drove the car out of the pack house. The drive felt endless, and the further we went, the more my mind raced with questions. Kane hadn’t told me anything about where we were headed, just that he wanted to take me somewhere special. The silence in the car wasn’t uncomfortable, but it wasn’t helping the knots of curiosity twisting inside me either. I watched the trees blur by outside the window, trying to guess, trying to piece together where we might be going. Kane wasn’t one to give anything away easily, and I wasn’t about to ask outright, so I sa
Julia’s povKane detached his lips from mine, and I used the opportunity to catch my breath; my cheeks flushed, and I couldn't look him in the eyes. “Sorry.” I heard him whisper. Was he apologizing for kissing me? Weird that he would do that.“Follow me.” He said and started walking towards the large bookshelves. I followed behind, eyes fixed on the shelf we were approaching. Kane stopped by one of them and picked out two books. He turned to face me, handing both books to me.One read; *Theories of the Lycan’s Luna.* And the other read; *Hierarchy of the Blood Moon pack.* A categorization of the pack's Alphas from the very beginning till date. Kane would be added when he celebrates his 60th birthday, and that's a long time from now. I briefly glanced at him; our eyes met, and my cheeks heated up.He was staring at me. “Take your time on them, your brother stated you love the library. You are a member now, you can come here anytime you want, but that would be under the supervision o
Julia's povThe guard eventually came and took me home. I rejected dinner, too pained to eat. I felt heavy in my chest area, everything Selena said played on repeatedly like a broken radio. If her claim is true, then death is inevitable. I would die the moment Kane chose to reject me, I am an Omega, a weak wolf. If I were to be a Delta or Gamma I would have a chance to survive. The next morning, Penelope's voice woke me up. “Good morning, Miss Julia.” She said as she shoved the curtains aside, letting the lights illuminate. “Morning Pen,” I replied, rubbing my eyes. I slid out of my sheet and strolled into the bathroom more sluggish than a snail.I had a cold shower and stepped out in my robe. I went back to my bed and laid on it, curling up in a ball. “Urm, miss Julia. You need to get dressed and have breakfast before the outing.” She informed me and my ears twitched. “Outing?” I asked, turning to face her. I sat up,” What outing?” “Alpha Kane asked me to take you shopping wit
AUTHOR'S POV The night outside the Pack House was quiet, the air heavy with the chill of winter. Inside, however, the atmosphere was anything but calm. Dylan had arrived.He wasn’t early, nor was he particularly late—it didn’t matter. The coronation tomorrow had officially crowned him Alpha, and his presence here was merely to solidify his claim. He strode through the grand halls, his dark hair slightly disheveled but his expression sharp and composed. The entourage behind him moved silently, their loyalty unquestionable.The maids had scrambled at his arrival, wide-eyed as they led him through the labyrinth of corridors. Their hushed whispers followed him like a shadow. “The new Alpha,” they murmured. “He doesn’t even look like he belongs here.” Dylan caught snippets of their chatter but paid it no mind. He’d been underestimated before.His boots clicked softly against the polished floors as they guided him to his chambers—Kane’s chambers. He paused in the doorway, his green eyes sc
AUTHOR’S POVJulia killed the engine, her hands gripping the wheel a moment longer than necessary. The palace rose before them like a ghost in the moonlight—cold, unfeeling, and absolutely massive. The air carried a chill that crept beneath her skin, but it wasn’t the temperature that set her nerves alight.Beside her, Alex adjusted his leather jacket, his movements sharp and impatient. He glanced at her, his jaw tightening like he was holding back a comment. Casey, lounging in the back seat, let out an exaggerated sigh and popped her gum.“So, what’s the grand plan, Jules?” Casey asked, her tone dripping with mockery. “We storm the gates, guns blazing? Or is this a sneak-and-pray situation?”Julia shot her a look over her shoulder, her green eyes sharp. “You’re the distraction, smartass.”Casey grinned, slow and wicked. “Distraction? Oh, honey, that’s my specialty.”“Good,” Alex cut in, his voice low and steady. “Just keep him busy. Jules and I will handle the rest.”Casey slid out o
After Harry had been pushed to the sidelines, the elders wasted no time getting to work. The air around the pack shifted as they dived into the logistics of making Dylan alpha. Paperwork stacked high, rituals were rehearsed, and every detail of the upcoming ceremony was put into motion. For them, this was tradition, structure, order. For Harry, it was betrayal, but no one seemed to care about that.Meanwhile, the world outside spun on. Julia, still in the hospital, was beginning to piece her memory back together. Slowly, but surely. She could barely speak—her words stuck like thorns in her throat—but there was progress. Her body might’ve been healing, but her spirit? That was another story entirely.Grant, Cassius, and Dylan, however, seemed to have no trouble moving forward. They were out at Grant’s mansion, living it up like kings. The finest liquor, the rarest meats, the most exclusive guest list. It was a celebration disguised as camaraderie, and no expense was spared.Among the g
Harry's POV.Seamless—that’s the word. That’s how it felt watching Levi, cornered like a rat in a burning maze. His pack, the once-feared Black Fang, was already in ruins. Overrun. Overwhelmed. Women, men, children—slaughtered because of his arrogance. Screams echoed through the flames as his mistakes came back to haunt him, clawing at his heels like rabid wolves.Levi. Pathetic Levi. The coward who thought he could stand tall after killing Kane. That arrogant son of a bitch actually believed he could wear his sins like armor, raise his kids, and play alpha after murdering the most revered wolf among us. I couldn’t stomach it. The sight of him—shaking, sweating, eyes darting like a trapped animal—made my stomach churn.I spat on him. Right in his face. “You made your choice,” I said, my voice as cold as the night air. “You chose wrong. Wrong man. Wrong time. Wrong everything.”His lips trembled. His eyes—those damn eyes—tried to plead, but there was nothing left to bargain with. "I—I
Dylan's POV. A man’s dream is always the same—to be the best. To walk into a room and own it without saying a word. And me? I’m this close to becoming the Alpha of the entire pack. Let that sink in. Do you know what that means?I’d own shares in every damn company the pack has its claws in. Lands? All mine. Territories? Mine. I’d have warriors—over a hundred of them—at my beck and call. And the pack house? That place isn’t just some fancy mansion. It’s a fortress. A vault of secrets no one talks about but everyone fears. I’d have the kind of power that makes people stand when I walk in, that gets governments to pick up the phone when I call. And the cherry on top? The psychic connection to my wolves. That’s not just power; it’s omnipresence.This isn’t just a dream—it’s the dream.I sat in my chamber, the air thick with the scent of wood polish and leather, sipping tea that was just shy of boiling. The kind of tea that warms your chest but has enough kick to remind you it’s not playi
Harry's POV The pack was a mess, everyone barking orders, sharpening claws, and gearing up to take down the Black Fang. And while they were busy growling and hyping each other up, I had my own mission. One that didn’t involve fangs or blood.Julia.I didn’t care what she was doing or who she was doing it with. Whether she was wrapped up with Dylan, painting her nails, or binge-watching reality TV, none of it mattered. I needed to see her. Face to face. I had to tell her the guy she swore she loved was gone. Dead. And it had to come from me.It was early as hell when I hit the road. Too early for anything sane, but hey, life doesn’t wait for you to get a good night’s sleep. The air was cold, my car heater barely keeping up, and the roads were so quiet it felt like the world hadn’t woken up yet.Her family house looked exactly how I remembered—clean, calm, and way to put-together. It was the kind of place where the neighbors probably judged each other on lawn care and holiday decoratio
Harry's POV Kane’s remains were brought back to the pack in silence. It wasn’t just quiet—it was heavy. Like the kind of quiet that settles in right before a storm breaks loose. No one said a word, and no one dared to look me in the eye. They all knew better.As for the rogues? Their corpses were nothing but ash by the time we left that warehouse. I made damn sure of it. They didn’t deserve a trace left behind—not even the memory of what they were.When we got to the pack house, I was already on edge. My body was running on fumes, the adrenaline long gone, but the rage? That wasn’t going anywhere. The second I stepped through the front door, I let it out.“Out. All of you. Now.”The servants scattered like leaves in the wind. I didn’t care how late it was or that some of them had probably been sleeping. Their wide eyes and quick feet told me they got the message loud and clear. I needed space. I needed silence.I needed to think.Kane was supposed to come back to us alive. I’d spent
David's POV.Larkmart Warehouse was a few rides away, and yeah, I’d called for backup. Had to. Let’s be real—this whole “spiritual intervention” stuff? It’s not my thing. I like practical things. Tangible. Something I can see, touch, or at least punch if it gets messy.When the spiritual leader—an old guy with robes that looked like he raided a thrift store and a voice like he smoked one too many cigars—did his thing, I wasn’t impressed. I sat there, arms crossed, watching with what I can only describe as professional skepticism. Cassius, though? He was eating it up. Nodding along like the guy was reciting holy scripture.Cassius isn’t just old; he’s ancient. He’s got this air about him, like he’s forgotten more about the supernatural world than the rest of us will ever know. And he’s respected, which is why I put up with his belief in spirits and rituals and all that. I don’t share the belief, but I wasn’t about to say it to his face. Not outright.Because here’s the thing: I might b
Cassius' POV. The road ahead was dark, nothing but the hum of the engine and the faint glow of my headlights cutting through the night. Levi, being Levi, decided he needed to ride with me. He didn’t ask—he just opened the door, slid into the passenger seat, and stretched out like he owned the damn car.“So, what’s the plan?” he asked, leaning back and propping his boots on the dash.I shot him a look. “Get your feet off.”He smirked but obeyed, shifting to sit up straight. “We going back to the pack?”“Not yet,” I said, keeping my eyes on the road. “We need to lay low first.”Levi frowned, leaning toward me like he didn’t hear me right. “Lay low? For what?”I glanced at him like he’d just asked the dumbest question in the world. Which he had. “You seriously think the cops aren’t going to be crawling all over this by morning? We just leveled a warehouse and left bodies in our wake. Heading straight home is asking for trouble.”He scratched his jaw, chewing that over. “Alright, fair. W