Alpha Soren Logan is madder when he calls Red and she does not answer her. I cannot get a whiff of Meg inside the delta’s house either. Driving like a maniac and Will following behind me is driving me more insane until I make out some movements in the trees when I slow down to bend a corner. It’s a surreal vibe that hits me and I call out to Will via our wolves, telling him to stop and follow me. The night is thick with tension, my thoughts tangled in the ache of betrayal. The mate bond claws at me, relentless in its demand for what I’ve lost. Every time I close my eyes, I see Meg with him, the delta who dared to take what’s mine. Logan stirs restlessly beneath my skin, pushing me toward one thing- reclaiming my mate, my rightful place beside her. “Concentrate you lunatic!” I shout because he is annoying me right now. I have to investigate what I just saw and he is messing up my mind with these f*cking thoughts- blood! My nose picks up the metallic scent and I run faster toward
Soren's POV Five days since I have seen Meg and it’s like my chest is being constantly sliced open. The silence in my quarters is almost unbearable, the remnants of the old shattered office furniture a constant reminder of how little control I have over my life. I’d forbidden all from entering either room. The pieces of wood and glass, scattered across the floor like the remnants of my pride, do nothing to ease the burning frustration in my chest. Every time I close my eyes, I see Meg standing here, defiant, her power radiating like a beacon, untouchable and untamed. A Sigma. I never imagined that my mate would be something so… dangerous. I’ve heard the legends, the whispers of wolves with the power to turn entire packs against their alphas, but I never thought I’d face one, let alone be bound to one by the mate bond. I sit on my chair- the only piece of furniture still intact with a table that was brought in as a temporary desk for me- my hands trembling with barely contained rag
SorenI stared out the window of my office, the weight of the world pressing down on me. The large bridge spanning the monstrously wide river was a stark boundary, separating our pack lands from the mundane world beyond. It was an ever-present reminder of the isolation we lived in, and now, it felt like a barrier we couldn’t escape from even if we tried. The shrill sound of sirens pierced through the quiet morning air, a harsh contrast to the calm facade of our mansion. I could see the commotion below. The law enforcement, their cars forming a chaotic pattern on the gravel. My fists clenched at my sides. This was not the kind of attention we needed. More bodies were discovered. Four bodies all slashed, slaughtered, and left to rot- were a macabre display that couldn’t be ignored. But they were placed on the bridge- as in killed elsewhere. Each scene was more gruesome than the last, the brutality of the attacks sending a chill down my spine. I have seen violence before, but this was
MegRubbing my temples, I sat at the desk, surrounded by piles of paperwork and a growing sense of frustration. The omega situation had been on my mind for days now, especially with the recent revelations about their meagre wages and inadequate retirement benefits. The pack had always been my responsibility, but this was more than just a matter of management. It was personal. The office felt colder than usual, the weight of my thoughts pressing down on me. I glanced at the clock. It was late, and the house was quiet, save for the occasional creak of the old mansion settling into the night. I had to find out more about the omega wages and benefits, and that meant digging into old files or confronting Soren or Will, whom I disliked profoundly. Red has alerted me that Jax is growing restless at home. He’s agitated since the alpha had banned him from coming to his home. Here- where I am catching up with paperwork. Jax isn’t angry but he is worried about me. I told him what had taken pla
MegIt’s barely past eight in the morning as I made my way toward the pack’s training grounds, Mackenzie trotting along beside me. She was excited, her little face lit up with curiosity as we approached the area where the gammas trained. I could see the warriors in the distance, their movements sharp and precise as they practised their combat skills. Mackenzie’s hand clutched mine tightly, and I glanced down at her. “You ready for this, sweetie?” She nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, mum! I want to see them fight!” I couldn’t help but smile at her eagerness. But I had to stop her and remind her again to use my first name today just like I practiced yesterday. It was a good day for her to be around the pack members. Exposure to their strength and discipline would be beneficial, even if she was too young to fully understand it. It was also a chance for the gammas to see the child they had heard so much about but rarely interacted with. Plus, I had chosen today because Soren was out on
Meg The morning light filtered through the large windows of the pack house’s main conference room, casting a warm glow over the assembled pack members. I stood at the head of the table, facing a mix of familiar and wary faces. The air was thick with anticipation and tension. Today was the first official meeting since I had taken over as Luna, and I needed to lay the groundwork for my new leadership. Just as Soren wanted me to. But he isn’t here. He’s supposed to be here to guide me along because what do I know about leading? My only experience here is being bullied and instead I have a very hesitant beta who seems to be waiting for my downfall more than anything. Will is second in command and if the alpha is busy or otherwise ‘occupied’- as he is now- the beta is usually the one who runs the show. But Will seems to be observing my approach instead. And only answered questions I asked. He was not difficult but he was not what I would call supportive either. Red is nervous for me bu
MegThe Harvest Moon hung heavy in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the pack lands. It was a night of celebration, but tension simmered just beneath the surface. The party was in full swing, with music and laughter echoing through the estate, a stark contrast to the grim atmosphere that had plagued us recently. Mackenzie clung to my side, her brightly lit amber-brown eyes, wide with wonder as she looked around at the revelry. I was determined to make this night enjoyable for her, despite the storm brewing in my heart. The festival was meant to be a break from the chaos, but I couldn’t shake the nagging feeling of dread. Gail, our teenage babysitter, had been particularly elusive tonight. I’d caught her slipping away from the party several times, her eyes darting around as if she was trying to avoid detection. It wasn’t unusual for her to be sneaky, but tonight felt different. I suspected she was planning something, like a typical teen. Ugh, I hate the fact that I have to babysi
3rd person’s pov Sheriff Daniels stared at the evidence spread out before him, the dim light of the briefing room casting long shadows over the bloody, claw-marked files. The recent m*rders had thrown the populated town, into chaos, with the White Mountain squarely in the crosshairs of the investigation. As he surveyed the gruesome evidence- deep claw marks, patches of wolf fur, and bloody trails leading to and from the pack lands, his frustration was evident. How is it that nobody from after the bridge was d*ad? Because of the treaty between White Mountain Valley and the higher authorities, there was nothing he could do since his department was restricted and he had to uphold the sovereignty to maintain peace and order. He needed to build a strong case to get a search warrant. "Alright, team," Daniels said, his voice a gravelly mix of exhaustion and irritation. "We need to connect the dots here. These bodies were found in the outskirts of the White Mountain territory, and all we
Megan’s POV Breathing out harshly, I stand at the window of the small office in Jax’s house, staring out at the woods that bordered the pack lands in the near distance. The morning sun filtered through the trees, casting long shadows on the ground, but I couldn’t focus on the beauty of it. My mind is elsewhere- on Soren, on Mackenzie, and on the pack that was slowly falling apart. On the three young boys that were plagued with fevers for the past two nights and what would happen to them after I left. Jax said it was normal for boys to get fevers that way but still I worried. The k*llings that were happening to the pack members and humans. The fact that Gail thought it was related to her own pack being slaughtered years back. But most importantly on Mackenzie and Soren. She needed her father and he, his daughter. Red is very stubborn and thinks Soren deserves nothing but my scorn and only softened because Soren being hurt meant her mate Logan being hurt as well. Will, had requested
Alpha Soren's POV I paced the length of my office, my steps heavy, the tension rolling off me in waves. I’d spent my life protecting this pack- giving it my soul and it cost me my woman and my child! My fists clenched at my sides, and I could feel the frustration coursing through my veins, tightening my chest. Logan was almost a ghost of his former self. He barely stirred today, a faint shadow where there used to be power. He was slipping away. Five days is how long I have not seen Megan. Red has somehow blocked Logan and he has not been the same since. Logan is tearing me apart from the inside. It’s been five days since I last saw her, and the bond- what little of it I could still feel, is nearly gone. Her doing, of course. She has that power over me, over us. The pain is relentless, a constant throb in my chest that makes it hard to breathe. Logan can’t reach Red, can’t feel her, and it’s driving him mad. He’d clawed at me, howling in my head, begging to break free and find her
Alpha Soren’s POV Her words hung in the air, colder than any wind that’s ever brushed over me. It could give the Arctic winds competition ‘I'll break your arm.’ The threat cut deeper than it should have. Meg's violet eyes, once soft and filled with something I didn’t deserve, were now hardened with the same venom she reserved for rogues. She wasn’t bluffing. I knew that, but it was the way she stood between me and him-like he was something worth protecting. It made my blood boil. I should’ve ripped his throat out the second he stood in my way. And as if sensing Logan’s desperation to break free and slice his claws across the delta’s neck, Will rushes everyone out, leaving Megan and I in privacy. Meg, standing there like I wasn’t even her Alpha anymore. The worst part was, maybe I wasn’t. She was different now. Stronger. Surer of herself than I’d ever seen her. And it made me realize just how much I had lost. She was everything any alpha would want and more too
Alpha SorenFinally, it’s 10 am and with it, the dreaded meeting. Beta and two gammas are outside with another person- possibly the lab tech. Taking two minutes outside the door to appreciate Meg's scent, I bask in it. It's been too long without her.I was barely holding it together when I walked into the room, finding Meg and the delta already waiting- the bipolar in me again. The tension was thick, almost suffocating. Logan growls. Megan looked as though she hadn’t slept either, with dark circles under her eyes. The delta was seated by her side, a silent but steady presence. The sight of him fuelled my anger, and I had to fight to keep my wolf in check. A torrent of emotion surges through me. “We need to talk,” Megan began, her voice strained. “About Mackenzie.” Huh, I figured Logan would have done the ‘run and tell’ his mate I knew already being as she convinced him to hold himself in check and to try to contain me as well. Red was powerful enough to separate my wolf from me in
Alpha SorenThe delta’s child tugged on my sleeve bringing me out of my shock mode and I asked her who told her that while I scanned the fighters behind her, a deep frown setting up house, on my forehead. The pack was full of malicious wolves and I will punish them. Mocking me as alpha is forbidden. And they were poking fun at me because of my luna playing house with another man’s baby. I knew it was only a matter of time before word got out but I was hoping Meg would have seen reason and forgiven me before that happened. Thus, coming home to take her place in my bed. “Nobody silly. I ask you.” She points to me with her tiny finger. “Mummy said my daddy is strong and brave. She say he special.” She was cute in the way she spoke missing out words- and she just saved the usual pack gossipers from a cruel whipping. Officially introducing myself to her, I lowered myself to converse better with her throwing her head back, showing she was tired of looking up. Plus, the loud breath she
Alpha SorenThe Moon Goddess must truly despise me. Why else would she punish me so? I was barely holding on, teetering on the edge of my sanity. It had been weeks since I last saw Meg. Weeks of torture that only the Moon Goddess herself could have devised. Logan was growing weaker with every passing day. The absence of his mate was like a slow, excruciating death. And I felt every bit of it. Even if I had hoped to gather the strength to reject Meg, to sever the bond that only brought pain- at my strongest, I was powerless when it came to Megan. Both my wolf and I would accept death rather than live without our mate. I was pacing my office- I should not and save my strength but I am restless and agitated. A knock on the door pulled me from my spiralling thoughts. “Come in,” I barked, not in the mood for interruptions, though anything was better than this maddening speculation. when Beta burst through the door, his face flushed with urgency. “Alpha, they’ve arrived,” Will said, his
Little MackenzieI like the park. It’s big, with lots of grass and trees, and I can run so fast! I can hear the birds singing in the trees and the wind whooshing past my ears when I run. Today, I'm playing with the other kids from the wolf pack. My shoes get all muddy, but Mummy says it’s okay because they’re just shoes. There’s this boy named Benjamin, and he’s kind of fun. He’s got a funny laugh that makes me giggle, and we run around and around until we fall into the grass, all out of breath. Beth, his mom, says I should be nice to him because we’re gonna be friends forever. I wonder if that means we’ll get married one day. Maybe. Mummy says she and Uncle Jax grew up together here, just like me and Benjamin. They were friends when they were small, and now they’re big and still friends. So, maybe I’ll marry Benjamin when we’re big, but only if he stops pulling my hair. Maybe I’ll just have him as my boyfriend. Gross. There’s a lot of people at the park today, grown-ups too. I l
JaxAfter getting a very tired Mackenzie inside and settled- poor child so confused by everything- we found ourselves alone, the weight of the impending confrontation pressing down on us. Meg stood by the only open window in the entire house- because it faced the forest and not the pack where someone could see it by chance- staring out at the dimly moonlit forest beyond, her shoulders tense with her unspoken worry. But I know her. Walking up behind her, I wrap my arms around her tiny waist, pulling her close. I kiss the nape of her neck and she sighs leaning back against my chest, letting go of a shaky breath, and relaxing against me, the tension slowly melting away as I hold her. “Jax,” she began, her voice barely above a whisper, “what if he doesn’t accept it? What if he tries to take her from me?” He can't. I love that little girl as if she were my own flesh and blood. It nearly breaks my heart to hear the fear in her tiny voice and to know this is what has been corroding her b
JaxIt’s been almost a month since we should have gone back to White Mountain Valley, but I kept pushing it off. Meg needed more time, and honestly, so did I. This wasn’t just about going back to the pack; it was about reintroducing Mackenzie to Soren- this time as his daughter. I knew it would be a bombshell, one that would change everything, and Meg wasn’t ready to face that on her own. She said she couldn’t do it without me, and I couldn’t leave her to handle it alone. Meg had been acting different these past few weeks. Clingy, maybe a little sad too. It was like she could feel the pull of the mate bond with Soren growing stronger as we got closer to the day we’d have to go back. I hated seeing her like this, torn between two men, and I hated even more that she thought I was trying to push her back to him. It wasn’t true, but the mate bond is a powerful thing, and it was eating at her, making her question everything. One night, just over a week ago, she broke down. We were sittin