Seth’s POV“Seth, people are watching,” Camilla said softly. Even though I tried to brush it off, the tension twisted in my gut.“It’s your son’s birthday,” she added before walking away. I wanted to follow her, but tiny hands tugged at mine. I looked down to see Jorge’s beaming eyes staring up at me.“Daddy, it’s time for cake,” he said, pulling me toward the crowd.Tracey appeared at my side as people gathered around us, singing the birthday song for Jorge. I scooped him into my arms, and when Tracey placed her hand on my shoulder, the knot in my chest tightened.“You couldn’t wait until after our son’s birthday to suck your mate’s face?” she hissed in my ear. My grip on Jorge tightened, but I forced a smile as he bounced in my arms.“Not now, Tracey,” I muttered through clenched teeth, trying to keep up appearances as the song ended.“Yeah, you should have thought of that,” she shot back as the crowd erupted into applause and the cake was cut.“Happy birthday, Jorgy!” Luna Ava cooe
Camilla's POVMy whole body felt like it was freezing. I wrapped my arms around myself as I looked around the empty, white, endless space."Diana?" I called, spotting the back of white hair, and quickly ran around until I was facing her. "Diana?" I called again while she continued to stare mindlessly into the white space."I'm so happy you're alive," I choked out, grabbing her hand.The moment I touched her, a scream tore from my lips as a deep cut appeared on her neck, blood spilling across the floor."No!" I cried, dropping to the ground. Her violet eyes flicked down to me, her gaze sharp and accusing."You left me to die, Nia," she said softly, her head tilting slightly, unnervingly.I shook my head, trembling. "There was nothing I could do," I whispered.Diana knelt beside me, her blood seeping onto my legs. Her hand pressed against my stomach, her smile dark."Stage three has been completed."---The rhythmic beeping of machines filled my ears. I heard distant voices moving aroun
Seth’s POV Camilla had finally been discharged from the hospital. She sat in the front seat next to me, cradling Lucien in her arms. As we neared the house, I felt her shift in her seat and clear her throat. “Uh… Tracey,” she began, and I instinctively gripped the wheel tighter. “She left,” I said quietly, the words heavy in the air. I remembered the horrible things I said to her, things I could never take back. Before Camilla could speak again, I continued. “That afternoon when I found you on the kitchen floor, there were crumbs of the chocolate cake Tracey had brought in. I panicked. When I went to talk to her, to tell her I love you and that I—” I sighed as I pulled up to the house, parked, and killed the engine. “That I needed to end things, she started talking about Ben, her dead mate, and how the mate bond doesn’t matter. I thought—” I shook my head. “I thought she did something to you, Cam, and I said some terrible things to her.” Camilla rested her head on my bicep, and I
Seth’s POV“What the fuck.”It was like being pulled out of a haze. My mind raced as I looked around in confusion. What the—My gaze dropped, and I saw her—Tracey, on her knees, her lips still wrapped around the base of my cock. And there, standing just outside the kitchen door, was Camilla."Shit. Cam—" I called out, panic surging through me, but she bolted before I could say another word.I shoved Tracey away, yanking my sweatpants up, my heart pounding in my chest."What the hell is this?" I demanded, still disoriented, my thoughts scrambled. How had this even happened?I wanted to chase after Camilla, to explain... but even I couldn't make sense of what was going on. My own mind was a blur, and guilt began to claw at me.A hand landed on my bicep, and Tracey’s lips came closer to my ear. “Have you truly forgotten, Seth? We’ve been doing this for the past two weeks.”At her words, my breath hitched, and I felt memories begin to flood into my head.---Two weeks ago from Tracey’s PO
Camilla’s POVIt was late—far too late for a visit like this, but here I was anyway, standing on Alpha Zane’s doorstep with Lucien pressed to my chest. The tears had finally stopped, though the ache in my heart lingered like a deep bruise. I just couldn’t be there anymore. I couldn’t face them.I rang the doorbell, and within moments, the door opened to reveal Alpha Zane, his brow furrowed in confusion. His gaze flickered between me and Lucien before he stepped aside silently, allowing me inside.“Camilla?” His voice was a mixture of concern and surprise as he guided me in.I offered him a weak smile and an apology, trying to steady my breath. "I—I’m sorry, Alpha. I didn’t know where else to go. I couldn’t go back to the pack house. Not now..." The pack house had become a cage of whispers, judgment, and glaring looks that only made my pain worse.My eyes shifted to the left, and there was Ava with her daughter, Fiona, resting peacefully in her arms. As soon as she saw me, I could feel
Camilla's POVWhen I got home with my son, I was happy to see Tracey wasn't at home. She had taken Jorge to school, and Seth—since the meeting that Alpha Zane had set with other packs was happening today—had also left to make sure everything went smoothly.I took a deep breath, glanced around one last time, and pushed open the door to Tracey's room. The moment I stepped inside, a rush of determination washed over me. I wasn't even sure what I was looking for, but after what Seth said this morning—how he couldn't remember and how it all felt like a dream—I believed him.And I knew the only person who would benefit from this haze was Tracey. I remembered her smug words from a while back."As long as he loves me or has his cock in me, the mark stays."I started searching, feeling a little desperate. Under the bed, in the wardrobe—nothing. I moved to the nightstand, opening each drawer, my frustration growing as they too came out clean."Shit!" I hissed, slamming the last drawer closed.
Seth’s POV It was finally the day of the meeting—the gathering of seventeen packs. Alphas, Betas, high-ranking wolves—all assembled under one roof. My job was clear: ensure no one from Blue Moon Pack got past our borders. We suspected they were responsible for the missing wolves, for turning them into experiments to create that cursed Alphalurian drug. I stood close to Alpha Zane, earpiece snug in place as I kept tabs on my men patrolling the borders. My focus was razor-sharp, until a voice pulled me back. “Alpha Zane, a pleasure,” an older man greeted. His ash-colored suit clung to his broad frame. Beside him stood a younger man—blonde, sharp-eyed, and far too familiar. Alpha Zane shook the man’s hand, offering a tight smile. “Alpha Adams, I’m glad you could make it.” Adams’ face darkened, brows knitting together as he glanced at the Luna, who stood at Zane’s side. “How could I not? That bastard killed my first son.” His words landed like a stone, heavy with anger. Blue Moon Pac
Camilla’s POV-I felt hands wrap around my waist, and a smile tugged at my lips. “You’re home,” I whispered as Seth came around to sit on the stool next to me.“Late,” he said, his gaze falling on the cup of coffee on the island. “Did you wait up for me? Where’s Tracey?” His question made my jaw tighten at the mention of her.“She left,” I replied, clearing my throat. From the look on Seth’s face, I knew he wanted to ask more questions, but before he could, I changed the subject.“So, what happened today?” I asked, sensing that he recognized the shift but chose to go along with it.“The meeting was a success, but something happened.” His words made me lean in closer, noticing how he frowned and rubbed the stubble growing on his chin.“It’s been confirmed that the Blue Moon pack is responsible for the attacks and experiments. One of their pack members—the son of their Alpha—came for Luna Ava himself,” Seth explained, and I slapped a hand over my lips.“Is Ava okay?” I asked, my heart p