Mag-log inRaven's POV
I opened my eyes and stretched out my hand. Rune was not on the bed beside me.
Where was he?
His side of the bed was rumpled. Oh so he had left.
Why should I care where he went? I sat up with a sigh. Glancing down, I saw that I was still very naked.
My clothes lay in a pile on the ground.
My thoughts drifted to Lila again.
Maybe he took her with him to my parents' pack.
Where else could they be?
I jumped to my feet and wore some clothes. I was headed to the door when my eyes caught a picture on the dresser.
A picture of myself and Lila with our parents.
We were thirteen years old.
I stared at the picture, at the smiles that brightened our faces then.
Where had it all gone wrong?
How did things get this bad?
Was it wrong to take in an orphan as my sister? Tears fell from my eyes as I wondered.
Why was I thinking about this?
Lila used to be an orphan, pitied and given much attention. I cared for her a lot, and sometimes overlooked the things she did.
Maybe that was why I was suffering its consequences now.
And now, even my parents preferred Lila to me.
They had, from the moment she stepped foot into our house.
She had been treated with all the love and care that I needed.
Everyone around us treated her like family, a sister to me when she wasn't. And she had turned around to shove a knife in my back.
What could I do but let it happen? I believed they meant no harm and wanted her to feel at home.
How was I supposed to know the man I love didn't see her as just a sister?
How was I supposed to know she would end up taking Rune from me?
My wolf grew more annoyed at this thought. I stopped the flow of these thoughts, sighed, and sat back on the bed.
The front door suddenly opened. I didn't want to look at Rune's face, but his mother's voice made me lift my head.
"You are worried again, aren't you?" She asked.
"No, Mother." I gave her a smile. "I only woke up from a nap. I couldn't find Rune next to me or in the room.
Has he gone to my parents' pack with my sister?"
"No, my child." She walked in and touched my shoulder lightly. "Your husband went for a rogue attack.
He left a few hours ago."
I could feel the older woman's eyes on me. I could tell she was worried too.
Her explanation made me feel guilty for thinking he was with my sister.
Was I to be blamed?
"Well, I only came to see how you're faring," she continued.
"I am well, Mother. Thank you." I said and smiled again.
"Oh, and make sure you send someone to clean the garden!" She noted, turning to leave.
As soon as Luna left the room, I picked up my phone from the bedside table.
"Stay safe." I typed the message to Rune and sent it, hoping for a reply.
There was none. I mind linked him and there was no use of it. So maybe he went to help another pack... He's a good alpha indeed, after all.
Maybe I bothered him too much,
I told myself, shaking my head.
He must be at the war front, I thought, after an hour with no response.
I tried to distract myself with something, until it was time for dinner.
So I took a walk down to the pool to relax, I sat by the pool with my legs in for some time.
After my meal, worry set in again.
I stared at my phone, expecting a message from the man I love, the father of my babies.
I roamed the room, looking for any sign of Rune. I asked the guards in agitation, if they'd heard any news about the war.
They all told me the same thing— rogues were hard to get rid of, and Rune might be there for a long time.
Worry filled my heart as I considered the possibility of him dying at the front. I couldn't bear the loss, if news of his death came.
Who would help raise our kids? What would their fate be? I asked myself, about standing when a new maid approached.
Did she lose her way again?
This made me smile as the young woman stopped in front of me and bowed.
"My lady, I need your help with a task from Luna. I don't know how to do it and would love your assistance."
Stunned, I sat back down.
"What is it, maid?"
"I was asked to clean Lila's room," she explained, seeing my grimace.
"But I've never done it before, and I'm worried. Luna said, 'Do it the way she likes.
Ask the Luna-to-be if you get confused.'"
I smiled, Luna always asked for my input before doing anything.
"I'll help you after my bath," I said, heading to my room.
"Wait for me here," I added, then took a bath before returning.
Together, we walked to Lila's room.
I didn't want to do this, but what could I do? The new maid clearly needed help, and Luna might take offense if I refused.
Lila used to live with us before leaving for the human hospital, and I had never entered her room. She valued her privacy a lot.
Maybe the maid didn't know Lila's standard of only maids in the room, I thought as the key turned and the door opened.
We stepped inside.
The color looked familiar, I thought.
Coincidence that Lila's room color was the same as mine before I married Rune?
Confused, I walked to the nearby wardrobe.
I opened it and was shocked.
What was this? Has she been doing this the whole time?
RAVEN'S POV"Who's that?!” I asked in a sharp murmur as a knock jerked me awake.Then came another soft knock, followed by Aella's voice.“Raven?”“Aella?”Slight pause, “it's me.”I exhaled, yawning faintly as I swung my legs off the bed and padded towards the door. “Come in,” I murmured.The door creaked open as Aella made her way inside, then shut it. Moonlight caught the outline of her figure as she stepped inside, her braid loose over one shoulder.“You’re still awake,” she pointed out softly.“Barely,” I yawned again as I sat on the bed and tugged the blanket over my legs. “You should be sleeping too.”Aella smiled, or tried to. Something about it didn’t land right. The act seemed forced, and… stretched, almost like a grimace that didn't quite reach her eyes.“I couldn’t sleep,” she daid to me, moving closer to the cradle beside my bed. “Thought I’d check on the little one. I had a nightmare”I frowned slightly. “He’s fine. Slept most of the evening.”“Why's he in here with you
LILA’S POV Rumors were the sweetest currency in Oxen…in all the lands, in fact. It was a tool that'd been used to maime or make many.Mainly because they cost nothing, spread fast, and could sometimes work faster than any army.Slowly, I had made sure the right whispers were already running through the pack. Whispers about Rune. That he hadn’t slept in days, that he spoke to ghosts in the night, that his wolf no longer obeyed him.All half-truths, of course, but half-truths had a way of becoming gospel in the right mouths especially since Rune was doing a very good job of making some look like full truths.When I stepped into the council lodge, the men stopped talking. The air stilled and I was conciously aware that I was being watched with an intensity that could weaken the minds of many.Not mine though.Egan, the oldest Oxen wolf, looked up from his seat at the center table, his frosty white hair quivering like it had a mind of its own.He raised a veined hand to me in acknowled
RAVEN'S POV I had been sleeping well lately, better than I had in months.The moon was full, the pack was at peace…mostly and I was slowly beginning to relax and take things easier during the day.Nothing was perfect, but I honestly wasn't expecting it to be. Before crawling under the sheets, I'd checked in on the children first. Aurora slept curled against her toy wolf in the adjoining room, her breathing soft and even. The baby’s cradle was beside her bed, his tiny chest rising and falling in rhythm with the flicker of the candlelight. Everything was right as I yawned and slipped into a peaceful sleep.Until it wasn’t.I woke to silence that wasn’t silence, the kind that felt heavy and suffocating. The air had changed, cool but alive, threaded with something prickly. My pulse stuttered. For a moment, I thought I was dreaming. Then the light through the window pulsed once, like a magnetic heartbeat, pulling me.Calling me… “Come, Raven.”I rose, as if under a spell, careful not to
AELLA'S POV"Come on, boys! Try not to look too defeated that I outwalked you all.”The patrol yard rang with laughter as I stomped through the gates, boots caked in mud, hair sticking to my forehead from the morning wind. “Didn’t think you could handle all that mud, Aella,” the shortest of the group teased.“Didn’t think any of you could handle a woman who can actually aim straight, but here we are.”A chorus of “ohhh’s and whoa’s” filled the air, and it grew incredibly hard to keep back a laugh.A handful of men lounged near the stables, pretending to look exhausted when they’d done little more than complain the whole round.Zade was the next to speak, a wide grin splitting his handsome face as his brows quirked upwards.“You’re not bad,” he said, sparkling blue eyes holding mine hostage, “but you’re not field-tested.”“Tell that to the five Oxen wolves I took out last time. Alone.”“And nearly died doing it,” he sneered.I shrugged nonchalantly. “Almost. I’m practically impossible
LOGAN'S POV My beta had been talking for at least ten minutes, his voice a steady rumble in the room, something about patrol rotations, border watch schedules… and ration counts.I’d been pretending to listen, nodding in all the right places, making the right sounds of agreement, but the truth was, I hadn’t heard a damn word since I glanced out the window and saw her.I kept my arms folded and absently stroked my chin as myy gaze kept drifting past him, through the tall window that overlooked the courtyard.There she was again.Raven sat at the stone table near the fountain, sunlight pooling around her like it had been made for her alone.Her hair was unbound, tumbling down her back and catching the light in quiet flames. She leaned over a chessboard, eyes narrowed in concentration, a queen hooked between her fingers.She moved a piece and furrowed her brows as she paused. Then she tilted her head and moved another from the opposite side of the board, all while her friend sat chuckl
RAVEN'S POV“Morninggg, rise and shine, beautiful!”Aella’s voice cut through my dream like sharp blade through butter. Then came the blinding swish of curtains, and sunlight attacked my face.I groaned and pulled the blanket over my head. “You’re not supposed to be so loud in the morning, Aella.”“You think this is me being loud?” she scoffed, far too awake for this hour. “I call it encouragement. The sun’s already halfway up and you’ve been snoring like a dying bear. Also, you're lucky I don't want to wake the little ones, or I’d be banging pots together.”I peeked from under the blanket. “I don’t snore.”“Oh, you do. Sweetly. And very loudly too, with your mouth open and all.”That earned her a pillow to the head. She dodged it with wolfish speed and grinned. “See? You’re awake already.” Then she clapped, then stretched out her hands towards me, “come on, let's get you up and ready for the day.”I smothered a yawn. “Im barely awake, ” I muttered, sitting up. The sheets clung to me,







