The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue across the rolling hills surrounding our pack lands. It was one of those rare days when duty could wait, and family took precedence. Since Leo expressed his feelings about being overshadowed, Shenaya and I had made an unspoken vow to ensure our pups knew they were cherished. Today was about them, about us. A day without war councils, patrol strategies, or territorial disputes—just a family date to remind ourselves of the simple joys in life. I stood in the courtyard, watching as Shenaya helped Zoey into the wagon. The little girl’s laughter rang out as her mother tickled her sides, her bright blue eyes shimmering joyfully. Shenaya’s red hair glowed like fire under the sunlight, her smile more colorful than any star. "Papa, can I sit up front with you?" Leo’s voice broke my thoughts. I had to look at him, he had messy black hair, and he looked at me with anticipation and apprehension. Leo had been more open since our conversation, bu
Zoey's POV (10 years Later)Three years ago, everything changed. Everyone I knew got their wolves, a monumental rite of passage that marked the transition into adulthood for those of wolf blood. But for me, there was nothing—no surge of power, no howling spirit joining mine. The realization hit like a dagger to the chest: I was wolfless. I was sitting in front of the mirror while on the edge of my bed and could only see my reflection, candlelight started to flicker. My loose, thick, brown hair had fallen on my face framing it loosely, and my blue eyes gleamed fiercely, as they did when I was young. I became the most powerful witch in the entire region; a position that attracted both reverence and horror. But it wasn’t enough. My heritage lay heavily on my chest like a weight rapping me around the fingers that I was a witch – a witch whose blood ran thick with power. All charms, all enchantments, all lost sorcery of my forefathers was given to me in trust of the command. And yet, he
Shenaya Loud music, alcohol, smoke, and sex were in the air which was making it hard for me to pick up his scent and find him easily. After 15 minutes of searching, I finally found him and my heart broke at the state I met him. He was shamelessly enjoying the company of three women. "Suck harder or I will fuck your mouth for you" he ordered the two women kneeling in front of him while the third woman placed her tit in his mouth. My wolf whimpered in the state she was seeing her mate. "Moon goddess could have at least blessed me with a sex goddess like you but No, she decided to bless me with someone who is extremely useless in bed" he slurred, and my heart which was already broken shattered. "You have a mate?" One of the women stopped sucking and looked at him in surprise. "Yes, but she didn't learn how to please her mate because she saved herself for me and I can't be the one to teach her what she needs to do to make me happy. Fuck her stupid decency. If she had not been t
Shenaya"Report to my office at 10" he ordered while staring at my naked body on the bed. I was weak and on the verge of fainting, I couldn't feel my lower body and my legs were shaking even on the bed. This man still wanted me to work after consuming me all night? Really? I closed my eyes and the whole night flashed through my mind. The only break he let me have was like 20 minutes before he continued feasting on me. I was surprised at how I managed to handle an Alpha who fucks roughly like that because I was just an Omega wolf. In our world, Alphas are the strongest, most superior, and leader of the pack while Omegas are the weakest. My dad and I moved to Alpha Leonardo's pack when I was 15 because it was and still is the safest pack in the whole of Rome. We've lived in the pack for 7 years now, My dad is the Head Omega of the pack. I've lived in the pack house for as long as I could remember and I have been my cruel Alpha….. I mean Alpha Aiden's personal Omega since I was 16.
*Shenaya As much as I didn't want to go to work in the morning, I knew that I should go. I dragged my body out of the bed and freshen up but I avoided my dad because of my bloodshot eyes. My dad has always treated me like a princess and seeing me crying over a stupid boy would make him extremely sad so I tried as much as possible to not let him see me heartbroken because he had warned me several times to stay away from Alfred and reject him. I worked like a broken robot, repeating the same chores over and over again, tripping on my feet, going into a trance for more than 5 mins and I'm very sure I'm already pissing Alpha Alfred off. "You've added salt to my tea instead of Sugar" I was brought back to life by Alpha's voice. "What?" "Take a sip" he slammed the mug against the table. I wasn't sure that I could make such a mistake but when tasted the tea, I realized it was salt. What the fuck? "I'm Sorry Alpha" I apologized. "I will make a new one". He stopped me while I w
My first five days in Paris were all good until I started feeling like I was being watched by someone. I was on my way to the Eiffel Tower when I felt someone following me. 'This person is following us' Lily sensed so I increased my pace. I wasn't a normal Omega. My wolf is bigger than other Omega wolves and my Aura is stronger than any normal omegas but I didn't disclose this to anyone except for my dad who knew and that was why we moved to the safest pack in Rome so I wouldn't have any reason to shift to my wolf form. I haven't shifted in about 7years now and I intend to keep it that way for as long as I can. The man in a black jacket and black face cap caught up with my pace and held me. 'Where did you get that necklace' he said looking at the necklace on my neck. 'It belongs to me' I said really scared "Who gave it to you?" he asked again "My parents gave it to me." He gave me a paper and left I checked it and saw an address and "Roux Moreau" was written on the paper. So
I spent the rest of my vacation with my family in Paris. I got familiar and got to know the rest of the family. I met my grandparents and also my twin brother's mate. I met the pack Gamma, Beta, Delta, and the Head Omega. I also spent more time with my twin brother and got to know him. He wasn't a problematic Alpha but he was feared in the pack. My Trip ended and it was time for me to leave. I promised to come visit some other time, I just didn't know when but we will be in contact of course. As I was coming out of the airport, I spotted Dad holding a bouquet to welcome me back to Rome and my heart sank. How is he going to take the news of me finding my family? I was his only family here and I intend to never leave him behind. "Dad!" I rushed to him to give him a hug "Welcome home princess," he said happily "I can see your beautiful bright smile is back". After settling my luggage in the car, I entered the passenger sit at the front and also settled in. "Tell all about your tri
Aiden’s PovI looked at myself in the mirror trying to get ready for training with other warriors and the image of that night flashed right in my mind. I remember how the serene meadow near the edge of the forest, with a small brook winding through and wildflowers dotting the landscape. The sky is overcast, hinting at an impending rainstorm.I was eighteen then, I was wandering through the meadow trying to seek solace from the pressures of being the future Alpha. I was in deep in thought when I heard laughter and music in the distance. My curiousity made me follow the sound and emerge from the trees to witness a magical scene.I stood at the edge of the meadow, mesmerized by the sight before me. Her hair wet and her dress clinging to her, moved with a grace and joy that took my breath away. I had always known her as the quiet Omega girl, but here, in this moment, she was something else entirely—free, radiant, and utterly captivating.I felt a strange pull towards her, an emotion I ha
Zoey's POV (10 years Later)Three years ago, everything changed. Everyone I knew got their wolves, a monumental rite of passage that marked the transition into adulthood for those of wolf blood. But for me, there was nothing—no surge of power, no howling spirit joining mine. The realization hit like a dagger to the chest: I was wolfless. I was sitting in front of the mirror while on the edge of my bed and could only see my reflection, candlelight started to flicker. My loose, thick, brown hair had fallen on my face framing it loosely, and my blue eyes gleamed fiercely, as they did when I was young. I became the most powerful witch in the entire region; a position that attracted both reverence and horror. But it wasn’t enough. My heritage lay heavily on my chest like a weight rapping me around the fingers that I was a witch – a witch whose blood ran thick with power. All charms, all enchantments, all lost sorcery of my forefathers was given to me in trust of the command. And yet, he
The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue across the rolling hills surrounding our pack lands. It was one of those rare days when duty could wait, and family took precedence. Since Leo expressed his feelings about being overshadowed, Shenaya and I had made an unspoken vow to ensure our pups knew they were cherished. Today was about them, about us. A day without war councils, patrol strategies, or territorial disputes—just a family date to remind ourselves of the simple joys in life. I stood in the courtyard, watching as Shenaya helped Zoey into the wagon. The little girl’s laughter rang out as her mother tickled her sides, her bright blue eyes shimmering joyfully. Shenaya’s red hair glowed like fire under the sunlight, her smile more colorful than any star. "Papa, can I sit up front with you?" Leo’s voice broke my thoughts. I had to look at him, he had messy black hair, and he looked at me with anticipation and apprehension. Leo had been more open since our conversation, bu
Shenaya’s POVThe warm scent of vanilla and lavender filled my room as I stood in front of the mirror, smoothing my navy blue dress. It was simple yet elegant, perfect for a family dinner. I glanced at the perfume bottle on the table and picked it up, I sprayed a bit more to mask my new scent. My hand lingered on my abdomen for a moment—a silent acknowledgment of the tiny life growing inside me. Today was special. Not just because I had something monumental to share about my career but because the second announcement would change everything for our family after going through so much chaos that could tear us all apart but we still stand tall regardless. The din of laughter and chatter greeted me before I even reached the dining area. The large room was alive with energy, the long oak table nearly groaning under the weight of plates and bowls of food. Isla and one of the Omegas were bustling about, adding finishing touches to the spreads, their faces glowing with pride at the beauti
LUCY'S POVThe cold, damp air of the dungeon wrapped around me like a suffocating shroud, but I didn’t care. Not anymore. Alenjro was shackled to the stone wall, his once-proud figure reduced to a trembling heap. His screams had dulled into a low, guttural groan after hours of torment. I pressed the hot silver bar into his back once more, and the satisfying sizzle of his skin made me smile bitterly. "No matter how much torment you give me, you will never get your wolf back," he spat out, though his voice shook. I chuckled darkly, crouching down to meet his bloodshot eyes. "I would have left you," I said calmly, "but your mouth wouldn’t allow it. You’re not in the position to torment anyone right now." He glared at me, but the fire in his eyes had long since burned out. Good. He deserved every ounce of pain I gave him. Every scar. Every burn. Anika stirred faintly in the back of my mind. My wolf, my constant companion, had been silent for far too long. Alenjro’s betrayal had shatter
Skylar's POVI stood at the edge of the forest, staring at the Crescent Moon Pack grounds from the shadows. My heart was heavy with a weight I had carried for years—a burden born of betrayal, power, and regret. The whole betrayal thing had scarred me, it drove me to chase power to fill the void left. In the process, I had betrayed everyone, hurt Shenaya, and nearly destroyed everything I once held dear, just because of Andrew's fuel for power.I feel so lonely, I live in isolation, no one talks to me, and I live as a shadow that was why I insisted on having Zoey around. Deep down I want to have a purpose too, I wanted respect but all the power I possess right now keeps radiating without using it. Watching the Roux and the Casaer family from afar for years, I could see the consequences of my actions. Aiden was no longer the man I once wanted. Shenaya, his chosen Luna, had become the Alpha I never thought she could be, so strong, commanding, and loved by the pack. And I, a rogue in spir
Shenaya's POVThe air was thick with anticipation as I prepared for the journey that lay before me. Aunt Belle’s hut was filled with the scent of herbs, their pungent aroma lingered in the air as she arranged them into intricate patterns around a large circular tapestry. The room was very heavy with energy, the air tingled with the magic that would guide me to Aiden’s mind where I would search for his lost wolf and his broken memories.“Shenaya,” Aunt Belle said gently to balm against my frayed nerves, “I hope you still remember that this is not a physical Journey. It’s a journey within your mind. It's a place where memories are intertwined with emotions and spirit. I’ll be here to guide you, but only you can reach him.”I nodded slightly as I knelt on the tapestry, and my hand began to shake. My thoughts kept drifting to Aiden’s face, his empty eyes when they looked at me. His eyes used to be very warm whenever he looked at me but now they are filled with distance which I hate so muc
Aiden's POVThe sun was setting in faint, soft hues over the horizon, casting long shadows over Skylar’s garden. The fading light made the colors dimmer, the sky was heavier than usual. I sat under a tree, alone, lost in my thoughts, still feeling like a stranger within my own skin. I was near Skylar, my mate yet I felt hollow, like I was adrift, floating in a place I didn’t recognize, I recognized Skylar to be my mate but the emptiness I felt within me since the day I decided to follow her could not be comprehended. Her presence felt distant, as though I were standing in a foreign city, lost among faces that should have been familiar but weren’t.Memories flitted through my mind, strange and elusive. Images of Skylar were clear, I knew that we’d been through so much. I could recall being bonded to her, yet somehow, I felt as if someone else was missing, as if part of me was struggling to break free, to remember. Shenaya’s name floated to the surface of my thoughts, insistent, and wi
Shenaya’s POVI lay awake on my bed looking at the ceiling while the morning sun streamed through the curtains, I felt like I had no heart for it was overpowering me. Aiden had finally woken up after days of unconsciousness, but the man who opened his eyes wasn’t the one who had promised me forever. Now, it has been a week, which had been a week of empty sorrow and true suffering despite the fact that Aiden was alive. A week today he stared at me with that blank look on his face and then walked out with Skylar.I slid my hands along the edge of the bed where he once slept, and I suddenly realized there was no one. Aunt Belle had tried to reassure me, she tried explaining how Aiden’s memories had returned jumbled, woven with pieces of his past with Skylar. She’d assured me that the things he remembered doing with her were our memories, they were things he did with me, our moments but somehow, he saw Skylar’s face in them. I clung to that explanation, but it didn’t ease the ache. It did
Aiden's POVSlowly my lumbering eyelids dragged themselves apart and I stared at the harsh glare of the hospital ceiling light above. I could feel the slow pulse that spread dull and aching behind my eyes as if my very brain was aching with pain. My body finally responded, alert and rigid, as if the heavyweights of lead had draped around my bones and as a trial to flex my muscles, shooting spasms of lingering pain.The surroundings of the room were bleached and motionless, the steady sound of appliances providing me with a clear sensorium of time. For a moment, I understood that I was in a hospital, and while that much was clear, the why eluded me like a shadow that slipped across the grass just as one turned to pursue it. Something was amiss, there must have been a big hole in my head that I couldn’t locate or perhaps fill. Irritation started to build up beneath the thick layer of confusion when I tried to find something in my head that wasn’t there.Before I could breathe, thinking