Chapter Forty Two: Elior’s MissionZarina's POVIt was very dark and cold in the evening.The moon was high up in the sky, and the wind blew against the windows softly.My triplets were fast asleep beside me, their tiny chests rising and falling slowly.I pulled the blanket over them so they were cozy.I sat on the bed for a second, just watching them.My heart was heavy.I knew what would happen tonight.Everyone knew.The fight between Asher and Elior.It was going to take place tonight.I bit my lower lip hard, not to cry.I didn't want the babies to wake up.I didn't want them to see their mother frightened and broken.Gingerly, I got up and went to the door.I looked back again at my children."I'll come back to you," I whispered, my voice shaking."I promise."I took a cloak and slipped out of the room quietly.The night air hit my face, cold and sharp.I went as fast as I could but was careful, my heart beating so loudly I thought everyone could hear it.I knew I wasn't suppose
Chapter Forty-Three: The FightZarina's POVThe night was even colder as I returned.My hands were shaking, and my heart felt heavy.I kept looking back over my shoulder, making sure no one followed me.The trees were blacker, and every slight sound made me jump.I hugged my cloak around me tighter and kept walking.I had to get back to my babies.I had to hold them near.But way down inside of me, I knew I wasn't going to sleep tonight.Not until Asher was safe.I ducked behind a tree near the fighting area.There were already individuals there.Lots of them.Some of them looked worried.Some of them looked excited.Everyone wanted to know who would be Alpha tonight.I saw Asher standing on one side.He looked relaxed, but I could see the spark in his eyes.He wore plain fighting gear.His muscles were tense, ready for battle.And then I saw Elior.He was on the other side.He was smiling confidently.He thought that he had already won.I pressed my lip hard.I prayed silently.Pleas
Chapter Forty-Four: A Cold GoodbyeZarina's POVI sat on the ground, cold, behind the trees, my heart still racing from what I had done.My hands wouldn't stop shaking.My chest felt tight like someone had put a tight rope around it.I had poisoned Elior.I had put that strange thing in his drink.I had swapped Asher's cup and saved him.But now… what if someone found out?What if Elior found out?What if they blamed me?Fear crawled up my spine.I wrapped my arms around my knees and pulled them tight against my chest.Tears stung the back of my eyes, but I blinked them back."I had to do it," I whispered to myself."I had to… for Asher. For the babies."But still, the fear would not leave me.My mind would not quit racing.What if Elior got sick?What if he got mad and came after me?What if Asher discovered what I had done and despised me even more?I shut my eyes tight.The images of my babies appeared in my mind.Their little hands, their gentle breaths."I had no choice," I whisp
Chapter Forty-Five: The Weight on My Heart(Asher's POV)It was a cold night.A cold, cold night.I could sense it in my bones, but I remained silent.I simply stood there outside the healer's home, my children tightly holding on to me.Their little bodies were warm against mine, their tiny faces so calm, so innocent.They didn't understand what was happening.They didn't understand how broken everything was around them.I was jealous of that.I glared at Zarina.She was a couple of paces ahead of me, arms folded tightly across her chest.She was so tiny.So lost.Her face was pale.Her eyes, usually so bright, were empty now.She didn't even look in my direction.She just stood gazing at the floor as if she didn't have energy left in her body.I clenched the babies tighter.I had no idea what to say.I had no idea what to do.Some of me did want to yell for her, to snatch her from thin air and swear to her that all would be well.But the rest of me.The hurtful, bitter half.It stopp
Chapter: Forty Six The Day After - Tension RisingThe next day after we had arrived at the pack house, all felt. strange. It was supposed to be a fresh beginning, where we'd finally get to be established as a family. But it ended up feeling like this suffocating pressure on my chest, choking me whenever I breathed.Asher had not spoken to me more than two words since we went inside the house yesterday night. He had been so cold, so aloof. The love in his eyes was absent, and in its place was a hollowness. He treated the triplets so gently, but it was different. It did not feel like he was doing it because he loved me anymore. It felt like it was something he had to do.And knowing that, I was suffering more than I could bear.We were already adjusting to the idea of living in this gigantic mansion. It was to be a refuge, a home where we would create happy memories. But it was too quiet. The silence was deafening. It seemed like every section of the house reminded me of everything that
Chapter Forty SevenChapter Forty Seven: The PressureAsher's POVThe morning had been filled with nothing but tension. The silence hung thick in the air, the kind of silence that makes your thoughts sound too loud, too loud. I stood in the hallway outside my parents' room, taking a deep breath before pushing the door open. My mother and father were sitting by the large fireplace, talking quietly, but when they saw me, they grew quiet.My chest was tight, and I could even feel my hands shake. I had kept this inside for far too long, but today, I simply could not take it anymore. Not after what they had done to Zarina yesterday."Mom. Dad," I said, my voice a little bit harsher than I intended it to be. "We need to talk."They both looked at me in surprise but did not utter a word. I took a step closer, my heart pounding in my chest."Why are you treating Zarina like that?" I asked, my voice now lower but still laced with irritation. "She just gave birth to our children. She needs to r
Chapter Forty N: She CameZarina's POVThe sun filtered through the curtains.I sat in the nursery, cradling my baby boy in my arms.He was so small, so cuddly. His tiny hands were clutching at my dress as if he'd never let me go.I smiled ruefully.At least he still needed me.At least someone still did.In the corner of the room, Asher's mother gently swayed another of the babies in her arms.She didn't glance at me.She hadn't spoken to me that morning.Asher's father was leaning against the window, cradling the third triplet as if he was carrying a sack of groceries, not a baby.There was nothing warm in their expressions, only chilly courtesy.I didn't mind.I tried to comfort myself — "It's all right, Zarina. You have your children. They adore you. That's enough."But deep within, it pained.It pained so excruciatingly that it became hard to breathe sometimes.I carefully shifted my son and placed a soft kiss upon his forehead."You're my everything," I whispered.Then the front
Chapter Forty Nine: The GatheringAsher’s POVThe meeting hall smelled like old wood and burning firewood.I stood at the front, my arms crossed, trying to stay calm.Zarina was upstairs in the packhouse with the babies.I told her to rest — she didn’t need to hear whatever foolishness the elders were planning to say.I could feel her suffering every day.I could see how isolated she was.Tonight, though…Tonight would be worse.The big doors creaked open one by one, and the pack members started to enter.Beta Damon stayed with me.He nodded discreetly, but even he was on edge.The elders sat down first, their faces firm and unyielding.Other wolves, young and old, filled the seats and the benches.Whispers had already started before anyone said anything official.I clenched my fists.They were whispering about her.About Zarina.The Luna.My mate.The mother of my children.I gritted teeth and stared straight ahead.Finally, Elder Warren stood up.His voice was old, but his words sli
:Chapter Seventy : Zarina's Journey – The Quest for a SolutionI had my hand on the door handle, weighing the decision heavily in my mind. Asher stood but a step or two behind me, watching, waiting, but I couldn't turn around. I couldn't dawdle."Zarina…" Asher's voice was thick with concern, but I could feel the unspoken words hanging there. He didn't want me to leave, I could tell. But he had no idea of the burden of the pack and duty that lay on me at that time. I loved him, and I loved our children, but I had to do this for all of us.I couldn't allow them to take one of my children. I couldn't allow them to offer my flesh and blood for some ancient ritual."I'm doing this for us, Asher," I whispered, barely above a whisper so he could hear me. "I promise, I'll come back."I could not gaze at his face, but I felt the hurt in the silence that followed. I knew he was torn. He knew what the pack needed, but this? This was different. I opened the handle and stepped out, leaving behin
Chapter: Zarina's DecisionThere was a sound of rain in sheets accompanied by sound of drumbeats thundering overhead as rain kept pounding ruthlessly at the roof. Asher had pulled back into the darkness of his own mind, his furrowed brows and concerned expression evident as the elders' expectations remained suspended in the air around us. I could feel the burden of the world weighing on him, as though he carried the future of our entire pack on his own shoulders. The elders were unforgiving, pushing him to make a choice—one that would destroy us. They wanted to take one of our children, one of my babies.I couldn't let it happen. I couldn't let them take one of my children.But I recognized that Asher felt trapped, stuck by his position as alpha, the need to protect everyone, even if it meant sacrificing the very people he cared about most. I saw it in his eyes—the torn look of a man who wanted to protect us but didn't know how.I walked around our quarters, pacing back and forth, ide
Chapter Sixty Eight : The Feelings Asher's POVThe load of the day was a boulder on my chest. The pack, the elders, everybody was depending on me, and the pressure was suffocating. But this evening, I did not care to think about any of it. I simply wanted to spend time with my kids.I crept down the hall to the nursery, gentle sounds of my babies drifting from the doorway. Their coos, their tiny laughter, were like music.When I entered, to behold them nearly shattered my heart. They were so tiny, so innocent.Luca was lying on his belly, his small hands reaching for a teddy bear. His little legs kicked against the air as he struggled to grasp it, his face concentrated. He wasn't there yet with the words, but the way he looked at the toy, how hard he reached for it—my heart swelled to full.Freya rested in her crib, waving her small hands in the air as she looked up towards the mobile revolving over her head. Her large eyes followed each movement, and a soft little giggle formed on h
.Chapter Sixty Seven : The IdeaZarina's POVThe pressure of the situation weighed heavily upon me like a boulder weighing a hundred tons. I sat silently in our bedroom, attempting to make sense of things, but it seemed the tempest within me was way too raucous to be silenced. The elders had come, demanding a sacrifice. A child. One of Asher's own. And my heart had shattered when I saw Asher stand firm, his voice unshakeable, his face set in determination as he denied their request.But that hadn't changed the fact that the elders wouldn't let go so easily. Their ultimatum hung over us like a cloud, dense with threat and conclusion. I knew Asher would never let harm befall his children. He couldn't—he loved them with every fiber of his being. He was their protector, their father, their Alpha. But the longer things dragged on, the more I began to fear what this stubbornness would ultimately cost us all.I could hear Asher's footsteps from the other side of our room. I did not look at
Chapter: The Elders' DemandThe weight of being Alpha had never rested more heavily on me than it did today. Every step, every decision I took, came under such close inspection that the weight was suffocating. But what the elders were demanding—no, insisting upon—was something I could never possibly consent to.I stood in the center of the black hall, the air thick with the heaviness of unwritten words. The elders were seated, faces grim, eyes blazing with accusation. They had waited for me to decide, but this. this was something more than I had expected.We've waited long enough, Asher," Elder Rurik's voice was deep, but his words cut through the silence. "The pack demands a sacrifice. It's the only choice. You understand this."I clenched my fists at my sides, my heart pounding in my chest. This was the moment I'd feared. The moment when I would break or remain unbroken."I told you," I said, my tone steady even as my gut churned with queasiness, "there must be another way. The pack
Chapter Sicty FiveThe Burden of LeadershipZarina’s PovI leaned against the window, the night air stinging cold against my skin, my fingers touching the stone sill lightly. The moonlight this evening was colder than usual, casting long shadows across the woods, making the familiar landscape into one that was almost alien. The air was tense, charged, and for all I could do, I couldn't shake it away.Asher was fighting. I could see it, feel it in every line of his posture, every heavy step he took. The pack was closing in on them, their needs growing more and more desperate, their eyes full of fear, of anger. They hungered for blood. They hungered for sacrifice. And as their Alpha, Asher's responsibility was to make the decision, to lead them through this dark and dangerous time. But I could see it in his eyes—the fear, the uncertainty. It was there, lurking under his stoic facade, and it was destroying my heart.I wasn't sure how long he could hold out.The soft creak of the door warn
Chapter: Whispers in the NightZarina's POVThe evening was quiet, too quiet.The wind barely whispered through the leaves outside, and the only sounds inside were the soft sounds of the sleeping children breathing lightly in their beds.I remained sitting on the edge of our bed, fingers crossed in my lap, gazing at the door. Asher still had not come to bed. Once more.I knew he was carrying the weight.I saw it in his eyes, how they fogged each time there was mention of the word sacrifice.It was not fair. It was not just.But Asher was the Alpha.And when the rest of the others were afraid to do so, it was him that all of them looked up to.I got up quietly, not to wake the children, and moved down the hallway barefoot. The house was dark, with only the gentle warm glow of a lantern left burning in the living room.And there he was.Asher was reclined on the floor, the top of his head resting against the couch, his old book on his lap. His knees were under the book, his elbows hooke
Chapter: A Leader's Burden(Asher's POV)The hall was quiet.Not the calm kind.The heavy, suffocating kind that made the air too thick to breathe.I stood at the front, looking out over my pack.Their faces were pale.Their eyes were wide with fear.Their shoulders stiff with concern.No one spoke.Not at first.The fire crackled weakly in the fireplace.It did nothing to remove the chill that had settled into the room —the kind of chill that came not from the weather, but from fear.Finally, one of the elders stood up.His voice was hoarse, as if he had been shouting or crying before he got here."No one lived through last night," he said, looking around at all of them."We waited. We watched. But not one soul crossed the grounds at midnight."There were murmurs all around the room.People whispering, heads shaking.Mothers clinging to their children more tightly.Fathers glancing suspiciously around.I said nothing.I needed to hear them.I needed to let them pour out their fears
Chapter: My HeartAsher’s POVThe night was too quiet.I stood by the window, looking out into the infinite night. The village that had once pulsed with life was now lifeless. Terror clung to the air like thick smoke, permeating every inch of our lives.They wanted blood.They wanted a sacrifice.And in spite of all I fought, in spite of all I stood up before them and said there would be a choice, I could still feel their eyes… still feel their fear.They had looked at my children.My blood seethed just thinking about it.I wheeled about to find Zarina holding one of the triplets in her arms. Her eyes were tired, but she tried to smile down at the baby, to lie that everything was all right.The other two were already snuggled into the bed, small bodies rising and falling with soft breaths as they slept.God, how tiny.How innocent.They didn't deserve it.None of them did.I walked over and swept Zarina's arm with my own. She looked up at me, her eyes full of unspoken fear. She did no