I had reached my breaking point and the realization that I was being a prisoner in my on body had made me drowned in sadness. Smoke being under Skylar’s control pushed me to take drastic measures. I just couldn’t continue letting Skylar take advantage of my body. I needed a plan, a way to regain control of my mind, my body and my pack.“Lucas, we need fast solution if we want to be saved in this pack.” Desperation clear in my voice as I faced Lucas, who was sitting in front of me.“Alpha, we need to tame Smoke first, that’s the only way you can find solution.”“Do you have any idea of how I can do that?” I asked, hoping he has a solution for taming Smoke.“I have no idea but Smoke is the only one that can get in the way of getting solution” his response made Smoke growl and he released his aura which made Lucas jumped a bit.‘Buddy, you need to calm down, he is right after all.’ I tried to calm Smoke down.After several days of research, we discovered a risky but necessary solution to
Aiden's PovI stood in the training field enjoying the raw power rushing through my veins. It’s been a while since I felt such power. Today is a different day because I decided not to put Smoke to sleep with Wolfsbane as usual. I knew I needed his full strength today. I was already growing tired of the subtle shift in the pack, the changes in hierarchy, and most of all, Skylar’s unchallenged ruling.Everyone knew Skylar was the one ruling the pack. I was just her puppet. She had me throw Shenaya’s father, the head Omega into the dungeon, Killed an omega for spilling her coffee, and disrespected my family- Lucy, She fired all of my trusted executives and replaced them with total strangers I assumed were from her pack. The list of her doings is just endless.My pack that was the most feared and safest pack in Rome was crumbling right in front of my eyes and there was nothing I could do about it. Her tyranny is growing my warriors and other pack members resentful and I could see it in the
Skylar’s Pov.My plans had been running smoothly for months now. The Cresent pack believed it’s their Alpha that was still in control but deep down it was Mighty. Every order I gave was from Mighty. I gradually replaced Aiden most trusted executives with like the Gamma, the Delta and the stupid head Omega with Mighty’s Loyal warriors. I needed to know everything going on in the pack so Mighty’s attack on the pack can come smoothly. But something wasn’t right.The first problem was when I tried to connect to Smoke but I couldn’t reach him. I started to panic because his connection was weak and unstable. If something had happened to Aiden, I would have known but it felt like Aiden was okay and his wolf was not.I was extremely shock when Aiden finally made it known that he has been poisoning his wolf just to be in control of his body. I never thought he could go that far.I’ve been dizzy all day and by the time the afternoon sun began to dip, I noticed a subtle and undeniable change in
Aiden's PovI leaned back in my chair, I stared back into dark sky outside the window. The thought of Shenaya came to me. I couldn’t face her father since I was still trapped in my body and I haven’t even heard of anything from her. She would have given birth by now but she didn’t reach out to me to tell me anything about my pup.How could she? I accused her of carrying a bastard child even though I knew she had no one else but me. Talking about bastard child, I wasn’t sure if Skylar’s pup belonged to me. I had never caught her with someone else but I couldn’t help but feel it that she was seeing someone else. That was why I had Lucas and his men followed her every move ever since she announced the pregnancy to me.The main reason why I wanted them to follow her was majorly because I wanted her to slip up and reveal where she had hidden the concoction that bound Smoke to her but so far, they found nothing and it’s beginning to frustrate me.I raised turned my head to look in the direc
Aiden's PovI was lost in thought of what I just witnessed and I couldn’t help but wonder what Skylar wanted from me. One thing I know for sure is that the pregnancy she claimed was mine wasn’t mine but I’ll pretend pending the time I break free from this shackles. What could be that shadow?Just as I stood up from the edge of the bed, a sudden thought struck me like a lightning bolt. If Skylar was cunning enough to keep something hidden, where would she keep it? She would keep it somewhere I would never think to look, somewhere hidden, somewhere she knew I would never suspect. What if it’s in this room with room with me? I mean it’s an obvious and simple place. I would never think she would put something as powerful in the same room we shared.I scanned the room with fresh eyes. I started my search from the most obvious places like the closet, the bathroom, the bookshelves, my personal library, I even checked through the drawers because it’s been a while I used the library. I couldn’t
Shenaya/ Emily's PovI looked out the window of my small but cozy apartment near the Seine River in Paris. My family, and the entire pack, had been incredibly supportive ever since I arrived here. Ethan and Mother insisted I stay in the pack house with them, but I begged for my own space. The thought of living in the pack house triggered my PTSD, and I feared it would bring back painful flashbacks. Thankfully, they agreed, on the condition that I would have two Omegas stay with me and that they’d visit me in my new apartment in the human world every day. I accepted their terms.A soft cooing sound drew my attention, and I turned to see Hailey, one of the Omegas, holding my baby boy. The memory of his birth was still fresh. When the doctor told me it was a boy, I couldn’t help but shed tears. I remembered how Aiden once mentioned he wanted a baby girl who looked exactly like me, and I laughed at him then.I named him Aaron Leonardo Caesar, but I simply call him Leo. Ethan had offered me
Aiden’s Pov“How dare you, Skylar?” I snarled, my wolf teetering on the edge of control. My voice echoed off the cold stone walls of the dungeon. Skylar stood behind the bars, her head bowed, silent and unflinching, with part of her face hidden in the dim light.“Tell me who this shadow is, Skylar!” I ordered, authority lacing my voice as I stepped closer, struggling to contain my anger. But my Alpha command fell flat. Skylar remained mute. How was she managing to resist? She’s a Beta wolf, and my command should have worked on her. Then again, Skylar has always been full of surprises.The moment I broke free from Skylar’s mind shackles, I threw her in the dungeon—not just any dungeon, but one hidden deep within the pack’s territory.“You’re torturing a pregnant woman, Aiden,” she finally spoke, her voice trembling, eyes welling with tears. She tried to use her pregnancy as a shield, but it wasn’t going to work this time.“Did you think of Shenaya’s pregnancy when you threw her off the
Aiden's PovIt had been weeks since the attack on my Pack and the taste of defeat left me broken in more ways than one. The ambush was swift, brutal, and unexpected. Mighty didn’t just come for Skylar, he came to destroy me and words had spread across territories, leaving my pack vulnerable to attacks from any other pack. I cried for my own failure at defending my territory and now my pack which use to be one of the most feared and most peaceful pack in Rome is now left stack naked.I couldn’t bear the humiliation. I buried myself in the room for a while before I could stand feet again. I knew this was not the time to be weak. So I stood up and ready to take responsibilities for everything. I told my warriors to go back into training because now that word had spread across the territories, Alpha’s would wan to claim my pack and they would come with war. I already lost my dignity, I wasn’t ready to lose my pack. Not now, not ever.I searched every nook and cranny of territories and pack
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