“Sir, your Luna is kneeling at the door, and it looks like she’s been there for quite a while. Today is your wedding anniversary…”“...Let her in.”*(Siena's POV)I, am Siena, Luna of the great Silverfang Pack. Tonight, I kneel in the rain.Cold raindrops pelt against my skin, seeping through the t
(Siena's POV)Raiden stares at me, eyes widened in shock, but the other is expressionless and cold. For the first time in all the years we’ve known each other, he is rendered speechless.Knelt before Lila, my hands re-clenched into fits at my side, my heart pounds against my ribs like a wild, caged
(Siena's POV)The city conspires against me; its unrelenting tide of traffic a cruel taunt in the face of my speed and desire to reach Father.Brake lights glow like burning embers ahead, stretching into the distance, a sea of red frustration. My grip on the wheel tightened, knuckles turning white a
(Siena's POV)The silence stretches, thick with unspoken fears.Every pair of eyes follows me, disbelief clear in their widened gazes. I don’t blame them. Siena—the lovesick fool, the Luna who sacrificed everything for a man who never truly cared—has she finally come to her senses?She has.Spine st
(Raiden's POV)“Check for any unusual activity out of Windhowl.”Those were the orders i gave to my guards. The sun goddess has been long risen, and still not a word.She can’t have disappeared.Right?It’s not as if I need her…I …“Alpha?”The knock on my office door thruts me back into the reality
(Siena's POV)“What the hell are you doing? Quit joking around!”The clink of crystal glasses and low murmur of the guests at the banquet filled the space, but at this moment all I can hear is the raw anger in his throat. He didn’t believe me. Of course he didn’t.I had given up my life, my identi
“This had been a long time coming, you know that as well as I raiden. We are not fit for a marraige like we have.” I reply.“Thats’ noncsese! This entire union was made precisely because of the enfits.”Once upon a time, under this very same sky, we had been young and unburneded, running through the
(Siena's POV)I am stunned. Of all the possible outcomes for this narrative, this is the one that eluded my attention.My fingers tremble slightly as I clench my fists at my sides, willing a composure that threatens to break at every turn.“Why?” I demand, my voice raw. “Why refuse divorce? Windhow
(Siena's POV)The delicate ceremonial goblet slips from my trembling fingers, and I barely catch it before it shatters, much like my heart once did in this very place.My breath comes in short, shallow gasps as I clutch the intricately engraved silver chalice, my chest aching fiercely.Each item I p
Instinct takes over, primal and fierce, yet beneath each attack lies hesitation, reluctance. I lunge forward, jaws snapping, heart twisting painfully as Zion dodges skilfully aside, countering swiftly.Each strike, each blow, shatters more deeply into my conscience.I pin him briefly, my jaws inches
(Raiden's POV)The sky above Windhowl dawns blood-red, as if even the heavens condemn my foolish pride.I stand alone at the edge of the ceremonial grounds, where ancient trees tower solemnly, their branches stretched out like silent judges over today's proceedings.The clearing we chose for the due
How I’ll manage to look at him again, after hearing those words, I’ll never know.Entering his office, I find him already seated, his expression carefully neutral, his eyes guarded. My heart stutters painfully, and my emotions swirl chaotically. Silently, I extend the documents required for my depar
(Siena’s POV)“I've already forgotten about her.”Raiden's cold dismissal echoes through my mind, each word tearing into wounds I thought long healed, forcing my carefully constructed emotional walls to tremble, to fracture, threaten collapse.My legs swiftly carry me into the darkened forest, lungs
How did we come to this, Zion and I? Lifelong friends, now torn apart by jealousy, pride, and my own stubborn denial.Before either of us can speak again, a quiet, faint scent drifts through the open doorway—familiar and hauntingly sweet.Siena.My blood turns to ice in my veins, and my heart plumme
(Raiden's POV)The instant Zion utters Siena's name, something dark and primal explodes to life inside me.I'm standing by the window of my office, staring out at the twilight shadows creeping slowly across Windhowl, when he casually, confidently announces his intentions—words that slice through me
I stare at the compass, my fingers tracing the carvings as Horace stirs again, her emotions a mix of curiosity and reluctant admiration. “May it guide you home,” Raiden says quietly, his voice carrying an undercurrent of something I can’t quite name. “Whatever home means for you now.” His words
(Siena’s POV) I don’t sleep. Raiden’s words replay in my mind over and over, as insistent as the spring rain drumming against the windows of my temporary quarters.I love you, Siena.Not as a political arrangement or a convenient alliance, but for exactly who you are. For years, I longed to he