Seth’s POVThe evening was still, but something didn’t sit right with me. My instincts were going wild. I couldn’t shake off this strange feeling—a pull in my gut that told me we needed to leave for the ambush earlier than planned. Without wasting any time, I gathered my men and ordered them to get ready. Their surprised faces met mine, but none of them questioned me. They knew better. They could feel and see the seriousness in my face, the kind that only comes when something big is about to go down.When my men came out of the building, ready and equipped, I stood there watching them. They were all solid warriors, but one face stood out—August. His eyes were on me, questioning. I knew those look, his inquisitive side was probably questioning why we are leaving early then planned. He was a man who always like to speak up.As I approached the truck, August walked right into me, colliding with my shoulder. I shot him an annoyed glance.“I thought I was supposed to follow Hunter,” he s
Hunter’s POVThe early morning air was crisp as I stepped out of the truck, the first rays of sunlight slowly creeping over the horizon. Akira, my men, and I had just returned from the mission to rescue the women, and everything had gone better than expected. As I took in a deep breath, the tension from the night’s events slowly melted away. It felt good to be back home, back at the estate, back to my pack; it’s not every time we have such a successful operation especially when things had been chaos lately. I turned to my men, who were still unloading the trucks and helping the rescued women.“You all did well today,” I said with a proud smile, patting one of the men on the back. “I’m proud of you all.”They grinned at me, their faces showing both exhaustion and relief. “Thanks, Alpha,” they said in unison before getting back to work, guiding the women into the worker’s estate where they could rest.Akira appeared by my side, her soft hand resting on my shoulder as she smiled up at
Hunter’s POV“You can’t be serious,” I snapped at Seth again, this time with even more anger. The frustration boiled in my chest as I stared him down. “You can’t keep accusing her every time something goes wrong with our mission.”Seth’s face was hard, but he didn’t back down. “Just hear me out, Alpha,” he said, his voice calm but firm. “What if, when we sent her to Jackson to deliver the false information, she made a deal with him instead? What if she decided to align and work with him?”“That’s absurd!” I practically spat the words, disgusted by his suggestion. “You’re overthinking this, Seth. You have always seen her as a mole, and it’s clouding your judgment.”“Hear me out,” Seth pleaded, his tone now more desperate. “We can’t ignore the possibility that the enemy is closer than we think, just because she’s close to us.”I could feel my blood simmering beneath my skin. “You need to stop,” I warned him, my voice dangerously low. “I’m sick of this. This accusation is getting sick.”
Jackson’s POVI sat back in my wine bar, feeling the satisfying burn of blood wine slide down my throat. The smile on my face was wide and smug—Hunter and his men should be dead by now. They were probably ambushed right where I’d planned. It was all too easy. They had set a location for me, and like fools, they’d walked right into it. I could already imagine their surprise when they were met with my men, disguised as me, ready to strike.I chuckled as I sip down another of the wine.Yet, something gnawed at me. What was taking them so long? My men.It had been over a day now, and I hadn’t heard anything. I glanced at my watch, frowning. I’d sent my best men, the ones who knew how to handle an ambush. They should’ve returned by now with news of Hunter’s demise. Instead, silence. I shrugged; the fools probably went for merriment of triumph after the ambush; it was their way.“Alpha! Alpha!” A voice pierced my thoughts, frantic and loud. I turned, irritation aerated in my chest. One o
Hunter’s POVI sat there, staring at my pack men seated around me, my eyes scanning each one. Someone in this room was a traitor. It had to be one of them. Rages was gently rolling my chest as I scrutinized their faces. Some of them looked scared, others wore expressions of forced calm, but I knew better. There was fear lurking beneath those tough exteriors.Seth sat beside me, watching me closely. I knew he was concerned, but right now but I ignired him, I had bigger problems. "I’ll say this one more time," I growled, my voice low but deadly serious. "If you’re the one working for Alpha Jackson, now is your chance to come forward. I promise you—by the Moon Goddess—your punishment will be lighter. Hell, I might even forgive you, who knows?" My words were deliberate, giving them a sense of false hope. "But if I find out on my own who you are, that has been betraying this pack, I swear I’ll burn you alive."My voice echoed through the hall, my threat hanging heavy in the air. I watch
Akira’s POVI rushed to place the last flat plate of food in the basket, mentally calculating how many women had eaten and how many more still needed to be fed.My brain stormed, trying to figure out how much food I’d need to go back and get from the kitchen for the remaining women. This routine had been the same for three days now—checking up on them, making sure everything was going as planned, and trying to help them feel comfortable in their new home.When I looked at these women, I couldn’t help but feel a deep sadness. I knew they had suffered—they had been imprisoned in Alpha Jackson’s dungeon, experiencing horrors that I couldn’t even imagine.Some of the women were starting to recover, especially those who had been taken here from Hunter’s home. They were familiar with the place, and they knew Hunter would protect them. But the ones who were new to this environment—they were struggling.I could see it in their eyes.Many of them flinched at the slightest noise—whether it was
Akira’s POVI rushed into the main building, tears blurring my vision. My heart was heavy, and my chest ached from the weight of everything that had occurred between I and the women. No matter how I tried to suppress the tears, it came flowing down, my mind kept caming back to what that has just happened—how the women, boldly called me names. While I ran inside, I was lost in my thoughts, I didn’t even notice Hunter until I slammed into his hard chest. His hands instantly caught me, steadying me.I tried to turn away, to hide my face, but Hunter wasn’t having any of it. His large hands gently cupped my shoulders, forcing me to look up at him. His dark eyes scanned my face, and I knew I couldn’t hide the tears. His forehead furrowed with deep concern as his eyes shifted between my tear-streaked cheeks and the food-stained clothes I was wearing."Doll, what’s wrong? What happened?" His voice was low, but I could hear the underlying growl of anger. He scrutinized me again, his eyes
Jackson’s POVI stood in front of the older alphas, my heart thumping with frustration. I looked at their faces, trying to gauge their reactions as I laid out my plan. They were all seated around the long, high table, their eyes fixated on me. Some had expressions of deep thought, others looked hesitant. But I could tell—I was getting through to them. Slowly but surely, they were buying into my plan, and I needed them to. Hunter had to be destroyed. That monster had taken everything from me, and I needed their help to finally bring him down.I clenched my fists, trying to suppress the rising anger within me. "If we don’t take him down now, he will come after each and every one of us until there’s nothing left!" I barked, letting my voice echo through the room. "Just look at what he did to Sebastian. Skinned him alive in his own home. Bold enough to end him right where he lived! Are we going to keep living in fear of a fellow alpha? A young one at that?"The room fell silent as I scan
Akira’s POVI stood by the window of my room, dressed in my wedding gown; something I had once thought I might never wear. The white fabric felt cool against my skin, flowing down to the floor in elegant waves. The sun outside was setting, forming warm golden hues over the trees and hills. It was the perfect backdrop for the ceremony Hunter and I had decided on— a wedding in the heart of the estate, surrounded by our pack.I couldn’t stop smiling. The happiness that had been radiating from me since the moment Hunter proposed refused to fade. Everything felt… right. The pack was thriving, and after months of challenges and uncertainty, the members now looked at me as their Luna.When did that happen? Was it when I stood up to Jackson’s men and rescued the kidnapped school children? Or was it the day I killed Jackson myself, ending his trafficking business? Maybe it was when August confessed to the crimes I had been wrongfully accused of. I wasn’t sure exactly when the shift occurred
Hunter’s POVThe flower room was where I always found Akira when she needed a different kind of solace. It was her sanctuary— and, over time, it became mine too. The scent of roses, in full bloom, mixed with the faint traces of her unique floral aroma. This room was more than just a collection of beautiful flowers; it held the memories of us. We had laughed here, fought here, and even shared our most intimate moments. It was the one place where we could be ourselves without interruptions from pack members, guards, or the chaos of leadership.With two glasses of blood wine in my hands, I entered the room, a smile tugging at my lips. Akira was seated on the wooden bench surrounded by cascading vines of red and pink roses. Her eyes were closed as she took in a deep breath of the fragrant air, a small, contented smile curving her lips.I leaned against the doorframe for a moment, just watching her; my mate. How did I get so lucky to have someone like her?“Enjoying yourself?” I teased, s
Akira’s POVHunter and I prepared for the council meeting even though the atmosphere was tensed. It was the first time in years that he and the Council of Older Alphas were in agreement over anything. For once, the council wasn’t against us, and this time, the stakes were higher than ever.They had come to us in desperation, pleading for help to stop Alpha Lupin—my father. According to them, Lupin had grown more dangerous, killing four older alphas who dared to stand against him. They called him a tyrant, a rogue disguised as a leader, but I didn’t need their words to convince me.I had seen it with my own eyes. The memory of my father’s hands around my throat, squeezing the life out of me, still haunted my dreams. The man I had once admired as a little girl had turned into a monster, and now, the entire werewolf community feared him.Hunter, however, was hesitant to get involved. When the council approached us, their desperation clear, Hunter had outright refused. "These are the sa
Akira’s POVThe morning light filtered through my bedroom window as I stared at the message on my phone for the seventh time that day.“Hello baby girl, it’s Dad. Can you please come home? I miss you and wish to see you. Love, Dad.”I sighed, the words blurring as I read them again. It wasn’t the first message I had received from him, but it was the first one I seriously considered answering. The last time I saw my father— alive and breathing— I had frozen in fear. The café where we had met had felt like a dream, a surreal encounter with a ghost from my past.Hunter’s words echoed in my mind from the other night under the oak tree. At least he’s alive. That should bring you peace.Was it peace? I didn’t know anymore. I was glad I hadn’t pulled the trigger that night, but knowing what my father had done, maybe I should have. The lives he ruined, the people he hurt— those memories haunted me. But I wasn’t the one to pass judgment on his life.Still, I had questions. I needed answers— no
Hunter’s POVThe cool evening breeze brushed against my face as I stood in the middle of the memorial grounds. The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and pine, mingling with the subtle hint of tension that seemed to pulse from the men standing behind me. They were all here— every pack member I could summon at a moment’s notice.They were confused, of course.Meetings like this were typically held in the hall, not out here among the graves of our fallen brothers and sisters. Some assumed I had gathered them here to honor those we’d lost, but that wasn’t the reason.My eyes scanned the quiet land that has the ashes of each one of the pack member remembering the lives we’d buried. Here was a reminder of the failures that had led us here. But tonight wasn’t about mourning.It was about justice.It had been over an hour since I sent word for August to meet us, and, as usual, he was late. I gritted my teeth.He always made a show of being unreachable, of having something more imp
Hunter’s POVThe night was calm, with a gentle breeze rustling the leaves of the old oak tree under which Akira often sat. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silver glow over the pack's territory. The chilly air was soothing, but I doubted it could ease the storm inside me.I hadn’t found Akira in our room earlier, but I knew where she’d be. The oak tree had always been her refuge— a place where she could think. As I walked toward it, my mind replayed the shocking revelations Adolf had shared.I knew tonight’s conversation would be heavy, and I hoped the peaceful night would soften the blow.When I reached the tree, there she was, sitting on the swing attached to one of its sturdy branches. Her dark hair swayed in the breeze, and her hands rested limply on her lap. She was lost in thought, so much so that she didn’t even notice me approach.I stepped closer and sat beside her, the creak of the wooden swing breaking the silence. I turned to look at her, and my chest tensed. Her fa
Hunter’s POVI sat in the corner of the faintly lit pub, my hood pulled low over my face. The smell of stale beer and fried food mixed with the faint tang of sweat and spilled liquor in the air. It was noisy, crowded, and the last place anyone would expect to find me—Hunter Silver, Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack.I hated being here. Not just because it was beneath me, but because it was dangerous. Any one of my enemies could be watching, ready to strike. But Adolf had insisted on meeting here, saying he had critical information about the spy in my pack. It wasn’t every day someone dared to exploit me, and I wanted to see if he was bluffing.I checked my watch for what felt like the hundredth time. One hour late. My patience was wearing thin. If Adolf doesn’t show up soon, I’m dragging his sorry ass here myself, I thought, clenching my jaw.The occasional whispers and stolen glances from the people sitting and drinking in the pub annoyed me. Some of the people there had recognized me bu
Akira’s POVI sat cross-legged on my bed, staring blankly at the open book in my lap. The words on the page blurred together, no matter how hard I tried to focus. I must have read the same paragraph ten times, but nothing stuck. I find myself reading the same passage close to ten times. My brain was like an empty cavern, unable to process anything.It wasn’t the book’s fault. My thoughts were consumed by the nightmare I’d had last night. Or was it a dream? I wasn’t sure, but whatever it was, it had shaken me to my core.Hunter had tried to reassure me. “Dreams are just your mind playing tricks, you should pay more attention on it,” he’d said earlier, pulling me close as I recounted the strange experience. But no matter how many times he said it, I couldn’t shake the feeling that the dream meant something. And aside what it truly meant, everything thing in that dream felt real, especially when my father was stabbing those women, those helpless women who did nothing wrong to him. Com
August’s POVThe transformation was startling. I stood by the door, watching Alpha Lupin comb his fingers through his now neatly trimmed hair, gathering it into a bun that gave him a sharp, almost regal look.He had trimmed his once unruly beard, and the wildness that had consumed him in the cave was now masked beneath a calculated exterior. Yet, his eyes—those sharp, piercing eyes—still burned with the same ruthlessness that had once made him the most feared name in our world.It wasn’t his appearance that commanded respect; it was the aura that clung to him, dark and unyielding. He wasn’t just an alpha—he was a force of nature, the kind that toppled hierarchies and sent seasoned wolves cowering.“Looking good,” I said with a sly grin, arms crossed as I leaned against the wall.Lupin turned to me, his lips curling in a faint smirk. “Good enough to reclaim what’s mine?”“More than,” I replied. My chest swelled with pride. Today was the day I proved my loyalty—and my cunning.The counc