Julia's pov TWO WEEKS LATERIt had been two weeks since the attack, and while the shadows of that day still lingered around me like smoke refusing to clear, the suffocating grip had loosened a bit. I had taken small victories where I could find them. Sleep came easier, breathing felt more natural, and I didn’t flinch at every loud sound. Progress, no matter how painstakingly slow, was still progress.Today,I volunteered to follow Penelope to the mall. Mostly because the idea of staying alone with my thoughts felt like staring down the barrel of a loaded gun. Pen had to restock supplies, something mundane and almost boring, but the normalcy of it was a balm I couldn’t resist."Seriously, who buys these?" Penelope said, holding up a candle labeled Midnight Whisper. "What does a whisper even smell like? And why does it cost thirty bucks?"I snorted, shifting the weight of my shopping bags to my other hand. "Probably smells like regret and empty wallets."Pen laughed, her eyes crinkling
Kane's pov “Do you think I made the right choice?” I asked, resting by the window, my eyes fixed on Julia, who was helping Penelope weed the garden.“To be honest, I am as confused as you are,” Harry replied.I sighed, confusion draining me completely.“But who do you want, Kane?” Harry asked, and I froze, my heart pounding against my chest. Who do I want? Julia or Selena, my mate or my betrothed? The night I spent with Julia flooded my memory; my heart raced even faster. Goddess, what is happening to me?It wasn’t a hard choice, admitting the fact that Julia was the woman I wanted in my life was the harder part.“No one,” I said and walked away from the window. I settled on my chair. My phone rang, and I picked it. John, the managing director of my company, was the one calling.“What is it?” I barked over the phone, my voice agitated.“Alpha Kane, Beta Richard from the Moon Sky Pack has withdrawn his shares I thought to tell you. I never tried to find out why he chose to leave but h
Julia's pov The day had turned to evening, and I could still hear Selena’s voice echoing in my head. *Alpha Kane isn’t yours, Julia.*You know what that means. Every time I thought I had drowned out her voice, it came back louder, more insistent, gnawing at the cracks in my resolve.I was staring blankly at the window, watching the sky darken and the city below light up in patches of gold. The quiet hum of life outside felt disconnected from me. I didn’t want to admit it, but Selena’s words had rattled me. The idea that Kane might reject me left me feeling hollow and restless. I shook my head, refusing to let that thought take root, but it lingered, persistent as ever.A knock at my door startled me, pulling me back to the present. I straightened up, masking the confusion that still swirled inside me. “Come in,” I said, my voice firm but weary.The door creaked open, and there stood Dylan, impeccably dressed in a dark suit that made him look effortlessly polished. His hair was swept
Unknown povThe laughter, deep and guttural, rang through the vast, empty courtroom, bouncing off marble walls and returning in ghostly echoes. It was mine, and it spilled out as I hunched over the glowing screen, my fingers flicking across it with a dancer’s precision. Each new line of text that scrolled past brought another surge of satisfaction. What a beautiful sight, chaos unfolding in real-time.“What a success,” I said, letting the words roll out slowly, savoring the taste of victory on my tongue. I laughed again, sharper this time, the sound carving out the silence like a jagged blade.The heavy wooden doors creaked open, interrupting the quiet. One of my guards stepped in, his presence a necessary shadow, followed by a familiar figure. Lanky, all sharp angles and cold eyes, he moved with a predatory grace that belied the exhaustion I knew was there. He’d been running missions nonstop.“Ahh, welcome, my good friend,” I said, not bothering to hide the pleasure in my voice. He d
KANE “Open up Julia.” I pounded hard on the door for what felt like the hundredth time, but there was nothing.“Julia open up, please.” I knocked again, this time harder than the last.No reply, my heart skipped a beat, fear clawing at it. I was scared and doubtful. Where could she be? Where could she have gone? Did something happen to her? “Julia. If you are in there, open this door immediately.” I yelled but got no reply. The audacity of this woman.Penelope hurried to me, “Alpha Kane.”“Where is she?” I asked, getting frustrated.“I don't know Alpha Kane, she ought to be in her room…”“Well, she's not.” I cut her off immediately. “Where the hell is Julia?” I sigh, hitting the door.“Tell me where she is, Pen.” I groaned, “Please.” I added.“She's in the guest room, Alpha Kane; I'm so sorry, she begged me not to say a word. I am..” I didn't give her time to complete her sentence.I walked off, heading to the wing where the guest rooms were located. Why did she choose to be so fa
Julia's pov “You never told me you were in heat.” Pen's said, placing the wet clothes on my forehead.“I am sorry Pen,but I didn't want to trouble you. I should have told you, I knew you were worried,but it was better than making you run around trying to find Kane to save me.” I told her the honest truth. “Oh dear.” She sighs ,sitting next to me, she sat beside me and pressed her lips on my forehead. Wrapping me in the warmth of her hug.“But thank you for going out of your way to help me.” “Shhh Julia, you are my friend and little sister, I will always protect you. No matter what happens,no matter the danger you find yourself in.” I chuckled, “You sound just like my brother.” I have barely seen him since he started working for Alpha Kane. “Penelope.” I called. “Hmm.” She replied , running her hair through my hair.“Tell me about your life, did you work in the pack house all your life?” Pen chuckled and shook her head, “No. I once had a beautiful home ,two loving parents,great
Julia’s POV.The news on my screen made my heart sink and flutter at the same time. The news was–how do I put it, exhilarating for the most part. Resumption. Yes, I am going back to school. Don't get me wrong it's a big deal but I'm underwhelmed. After the break, diving into books seems pretty much like a drag. The routine's feeling meh, and I'm more drained than ever. The excitement's honestly missing in action. Now to address the elephant in the room, how will I face the entire college now that the pack knows of my relationship with Kane?, .What's worse is that I have no friends,no one to talk to when I eventually resume,I might even get bullied or . Oh Goddess I can't afford to get bullied.“You are not going to get bullied.” My gaze snapped towards the door and Alex walked in. I didn't even hear him open the door.“Did you hear that?” I queried, surprised and happy to see him.The clicked shut behind him as he stepped in. “Not really, but I can tell from the look on your face
Julia I rubbed against my palm, my heart racing as the car came to a halt. I refused to step out. Trepidation gripped me to my seat. “Maam, we are here.” The driver announced again, he thought I probably didn't hear him the first time. “Yeah,” I replied, bracing myself. I opened the door and slowly walked out. My legs wobbled with nervousness, but I had to be strong, ward off everything thought, and just move ahead. Just like Alex told me. Mom's visit was also to prepare me for this, unfortunately, I am not as prepared as I thought I would be. I took slow strides in, ignoring every facial remark thrown at me. I arrived at my locker, so far there was nothing, but I guess I spoke too soon.“It's her. The witch who made a false mate bond on our Alpha, she's such a chest.”“Yes, I heard she cheated on Alpha Kane's cousin and then claimed the Alpha was her mate after Dylan dumped her.” “Guess she was so into the attention and money she just didn't care. She's not just a chest but a
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