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
Julia’s povFinally, Casey broke the silence, her voice soft but steady. “Julia, I know I’ve hurt you. I know that. And I’m not here to make excuses. I just… I want you to understand why I did what I did.”I kept my gaze out the window, refusing to look at her. “You think I haven’t tried to understand?” My words came out sharper than I intended, but I didn’t care.“I get that,” she said quietly. “And maybe I don’t deserve your forgiveness. But I want to try to make things right.”I clenched my hands in my lap, feeling the urge to turn and look at her, to see if she was being genuine. But I couldn’t bring myself to. “Why now? Why, after all this time, are you suddenly so interested in ‘making things right’?” I glanced at her.She sighed, her fingers gripping the steering wheel a little tighter. “Because I can’t keep pretending like I don’t care, Julia. I know I’ve messed up, but you… you were one of the only people who ever really understood me. I never meant to hurt you, but I had thi
Kane's pov The moment I heard Selena's voice, irritation surged through me. "Didn't think I’d find you here?" she said, her words piercing through the dim quiet of the wine cellar. I had come down here to drown myself in silence and vodka, but she just had to show up, bringing her mess with her.I barely glanced back. "What do you want?" I muttered, lifting my glass and ignoring her presence as much as I could. I had been hoping for peace, for an hour to get my head straight, but apparently, that was too much to ask."I came to talk," she started, her voice softer than usual. "I know things got ugly the last time we spoke, and I wanted to apologize."I shook my head, fingers tightening around the glass. "I want to be alone," I growled, hoping she would take the hint and leave."I get it," she said, undeterred. "I don’t plan to stay long. Just... hear me out."A heavy sigh escaped me. "Fine," I grumbled. "Go ahead. But don't waste my time."She hesitated, her gaze falling to the floor
THREE DAYS LATER Kane's povSeated in a circle with the most powerful Alphas in the werewolf realm, I felt the weight of their scrutiny pressing down on me. Their voices buzzed like flies, each one louder and more self-important than the last. It wasn’t every day you got this group of egos in one room, especially on short notice. Yet here they were, and though their expressions ranged from irritated to outright suspicious, I had to admit I was surprised they’d shown up at all. Grateful? Sure. But mostly surprised.Harry, my Beta, sat by my side, his eyes scanning the room as if preparing for some silent battle. He cleared his throat, the sound cutting through the chatter like a blade, as he stood to his feet. With a clipped tone, he began “Welcome, Alphas. Thanks for coming. You know why we’re here.”The room quieted, though not entirely. Grant Alpha of the Full Moon Pack leaned back in his chair, his arms crossed as he raised a single, perfectly judgmental eyebrow. “Do we?” His vo
Julia's pov The air was crisp as I stepped out of the car and onto the sprawling college grounds. It had been three days since resumption and Casey and I had that talk. It felt nice and better to have her back. Though things were still awkward, I felt happy to know I had a friend outside the pack house. The past three days, we had been exchanging greetings; Casey was trying to be careful; if only she knew how bad I wanted to hear all the gossip she used to keep in store for me. Maybe I will make the first move. I adjusted my backpack, my fingers trembling just slightly. I wasn’t nervous, not really. Maybe just… apprehensive, was it even the right thing to do? College was supposed to be exciting, but to me, it was just a reminder of my pain; the college letters and all loved to make me the centre of discussions. My name was on every mouth, saying things they knew nothing about. "Hey, Julia!" The voice made me pause mid-step. Turning around, I spotted Casey. She was joggin
Kane's pov “Explain yourself, Alpha Grant; what is this nonsense?”“I have no idea what you are talking about. So quit directing those accusatory questions at me.” He replied, cutting gaze with everyone.“I will not have This traitor in my midst any longer, guards!” I yelled and four guards came running in. “ Get him out of here. Now!” I thundered, letting all that rage slip out. The guards immediately turned to Grant, their faces stoic as can be. “Time to leave Alpha Grant.”“Don't you dare put those filthy fingers on me or I will break them.” Grant threatened, scoffing. “You think this would save this pack? Well, think again, you fool. I offered these men something great; you could never offer them that in your entire life.”Alpha Grant, you must leave now.” The guards urgedTension wrapped the courtroom like a noose, pulling tighter with each passing second. Alpha Grant remained seated amongst us at the centre of the chaos, wild-eyed and defiant, his massive frame heaving with b
Julia's pov I woke up to a pounding headache, the kind that makes you wonder if someone took a sledgehammer to your skull. My vision was a mess—blurry, unfocused—and for a solid minute, I couldn’t tell up from down. I groaned, rubbing at my temples as the pain stabbed at my brain like it had a vendetta.Where the hell was I?Blinking hard, I tried to make sense of the dim, almost suffocating darkness around me. The air smelled damp, like mildew and rust, and it clung to my skin like a warning. My heart thumped unevenly in my chest. Something about this place felt off. Way off.“Hello?” I called out, my voice cracking like a bad radio signal. It echoed in the emptiness, bouncing off the walls like it had nowhere better to go. “Is anyone here? Cesay? Anyone?”Silence. Just the kind that messes with your head.I forced myself to sit up, only to be met with a sharp, jerking pain that shot up my leg. I cried out, more out of shock than anything, and crumpled back down. My hands instinctiv
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