Damian's POV As we got deeper into the woods, I became more worried. There'd been no sign back at the Blood Nest pack to suggest that there was an attack going on. I hadn't expected the attack in any way because human hunters never went so far. They did all they could to protect their boundaries and try to make sure detected vampires and werewolves didn't come to their city, but coming all the way into the woods to attack a rogue pack was something that'd not happened in a long time. The thought of Lyra being in the middle of such chaos made me worry so much I started to fidget. She was carrying my children, our children. Whatever grievances we had, I could not let her fall into harm’s way. I turned to the men riding with me, their faces grim and determined.“We ride hard,” I ordered. “There’s no time to waste but it looks like we are going too slowly.”The forest blurred past us as we sped toward the rogues’ camp. My thoughts were a storm. Lyra had always been stubborn, there was
Eloisa's POVI could still feel the stinging coldness of the cell even after I was freed. The dampness clung to my skin, a stubborn reminder of the humiliation I had endured. Damian had come to his senses and released me, but his focus was not on me. It was on her. Lyra.Even now, he was out there, risking his life to save her while I sat here, in the pack that should rightfully be mine to rule.I refused to be sidelined any longer. With Damian gone, it was time to take matters into my own hands. My first priority was Ilena. She had been my loyal maid and confidant through all the schemes, whispers, and dreams I had for this pack. It pained me to see her rotting away in that prison, her life reduced to a shadow of servitude.I made my way to the prison block. The guards stiffened when they saw me approach. "Open the door," I commanded, my tone leaving no room for argument."Alpha Damian ordered—""Alpha Damian is not here," I interrupted sharply. "And as Luna of this pack, my word i
Damian's POV“What did you find, Cade?” I asked, moving over to where the man who'd found something, called. "Here, an unburnt cloth that could belong to the Blood Nest pack and possibly the Luna," he replied, holding out the cloth to me. I took the cloth and sniffed it. It had scent of Lyra on it. The vampires with us looked unsettled. Raphael, their leader, stood a few feet away, his pale face expressionless, though his sharp eyes missed nothing. He and his group had only recently joined us, but their presence was a reminder of the uneasy alliances we had been forced to form."We keep searching," I said firmly. "Lyra might have survived. She’s strong."‘No. She survived,’ I said inwardly, convincing enough to myself.We combed the camp thoroughly, lifting broken beams, pushing aside rubble, and calling out for any survivors. But there was no answer. The silence was almost deafening, broken only by the crackling of the dying embers."Alpha," Cade called out again, kneeling by wha
Rylan's POVThe forest was quieter now, but the scent of blood and smoke still lingered. We had managed to drive the wolf hunters back to the boundaries of the human territories, but I knew it wasn’t the end. They would regroup and return, and when they did, they’d come in greater numbers.This is why we left trails and then took entirely different directions. It would make it difficult for them to find our new camp and that would give us more time to strategize and take them unawares if they tried to come into the woods. Especially the unfamiliar parts. They were only lucky they had more sophisticated weapons than we did. But if I had to make a pact with powerful packs to get weapons for our defense, I'll do that. I'd never watch any of my men go down by the hands of hunters. Not again.“Right. And she must be protected at all cost. She's scared. She isn't used to this life she's been introduced to.”Lee said. Lyra. I hadn't introduced her to any of this unpleasantness. I wished,
Lyra's POVThe crackling fire outside the tent had settled into faint embers by the time I slipped inside the tent that had been prepared for me. The night was calm, the sound of crickets filling the air. The others were still moving about, setting up what they could to make this patch of forest feel like home for the night. A small river nearby had become our lifeline, its clean water keeping us nourished and refreshed. The men had already fished enough to feed everyone.I lay down, exhausted. My body felt heavy, my limbs aching from the long journey and the strain of pregnancy. Still, I wanted to see Rylan again. I wanted to give up my sleep and sit with him all night, only if he was willing to sit with me too. The man had a sense of duty that he was committed to and despite our growing connection, he kept his distance. There were times I wanted nothing more than to lie next to him and have his hands wrap around me. There were times I wanted to feel his protective arms around me. A
Rylan's POVThe camp was too noisy for my liking. Everyone had gathered around Alexis, their voices a jumble of concern and curiosity. I pushed through the crowd, my patience wearing thin. She was sitting against the leg of one of the men who'd assembled near her, her face pale, her breathing ragged. Blood soaked her side where someone was trying to stitch her up. For someone who always bragged about being untouchable, Alexis looked anything but untouched. True, she'd always been a great warrior but that was before the wolf hunters had attacked and she'd played coward. I reached the small gathering and they gave way for me to get to Alexis. She called for water and I nodded for it to be sent to her as I came to stand next to her. She barely looked up at me after she finished the water. “Why are you here, Alexis?” I asked, keeping my voice low and steady. “You ran off without a word, and now you show up looking like this? Why did it cross your mind that you could come back here?”S
Lyra's POV Morning arrived, though it felt like I hadn’t slept at all. My eyes fluttered open, and the dull ache in my head made me groan. The events of the previous night weighed on me—the fear in the camp, Alexis’ return, and most of all, the kiss I’d shared with Rylan.Before I could dwell on it, my stomach churned violently, and I sat upright. A sharp wave of nausea hit me, and I barely managed to stumble outside before doubling over. My body shook as I emptied my stomach onto the dirt, making loud vomiting noice.“Breathe, Lyra,” I muttered to myself between heaves, my hand holding my stomach tightly.I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, trembling and weak. As I stood there, trying to regain my balance, I heard footsteps approaching. I turned to see a young girl with bright eyes and a concerned expression hurrying toward me.“Are you okay?” she asked, her voice soft but urgent.I nodded, though I doubted I looked convincing. “I’ll be fine,” I rasped.“Here,” she said, pulli
Damian's POVI could tell that none of the men with me enjoyed being out in the woods when there was no war that demanded it. I saw it in their eyes. But they never complained. They followed without questions and that was enough for me. The vampires moved silently among us, their presence unsettling to my wolves, though no one dared voice their discomfort.When the sun began to dip below the horizon, I raised a hand to signal a stop. “We’ll camp here,” I announced.The group moved quickly, setting up the minimal supplies we carried. I stood apart, watching as the others worked. My mind was elsewhere. On Lyra, on the pack I had left behind, and on the growing unease that gnawed at me.As the camp settled into an uneasy quiet, a rustling sound came from the underbrush. My head snapped toward the noise, my body tensing. The vampires reacted instantly, their movements swift and predatory. My wolves growled low in their throats, forming a protective semicircle around the clearing.“Wait,
Lyra's POVThe room was silent except for the soft rustling of the bedding and the quiet hum of Olivia and Mildred as they worked, moving about the room with the same gentle care they always gave the babies. I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands resting in my lap, fingers nervously twisting the fabric of my dress as I stared at the floor. My mind wouldn’t settle.Damian was on my mind."No," I whispered to myself, shaking my head in frustration. "It’s not true. You don’t feel anything for him anymore.""It is true," Snow, my wolf, replied in a calm but insistent voice inside my mind. "You’re still drawn to him. Stop trying to deny it."I bit my lip, trying to hold back the flood of emotions threatening to spill over. "I don’t," I muttered, more to myself than to Snow. "It’s only because he’s the father of my babies. And my former husband. That’s it.""Lyra," Snow said, her voice soft but firm. "You know that’s not the whole truth. You still have feelings for him. You’re still attract
Damian’s POVAs I left the nursery, I couldn’t help the anger simmering beneath my skin. My fists clenched at my sides as I stomped down the hallway, my chest tight with frustration. The image of Lyra leaning into Rylan, her trust in him so clear, replayed in my mind like a taunt. It stung more than I wanted to admit.It wasn't just a knowledge that he was in love with her. I could see it now. It didn't make it hurt less. If anything, the more I thought of it, the more exasperated I got over the knowledge of it.The way he looked at her, the way he hovered protectively—it was obvious. But seeing Lyra respond to him like that, seeing her find comfort in his presence, was a slap in the face. I’d hoped, prayed even, that she hadn’t fallen for him. Yet, what I saw in that room spoke volumes.They were already a pair, weren’t they? A couple.They are running the pack together after all. What did I expect?The thought tore at my heart, and I felt a pang of jealousy so sharp it almost brough
Rylan's POVLyra didn't ask for me to keep Damian away from the babies. Later when she said she was calm enough, she asked for Damian to come take a proper look at the babies.But I wasn't sure she'd completely gotten over her anger like she said she had.Standing near the door, I watched Lyra’s body tense, her anger sharp and clear as she confronted Damian again. The same thing she'd said she would not do. She looked so strong, but I knew the pain behind her cold words. I took a deep breath and walked to her side.“Lyra,” I said softly, draping my arm over her shoulders. “You don’t need to do this. Forget that terrible night. Forget what he did. You’re in a better place now.”Her body relaxed against me, just slightly. It wasn’t much, but it was enough for me to feel her leaning into me. I kept my hand there, steady and firm, silently reminding her that she wasn’t alone.Damian turned then, his eyes catching the way we stood together. His jaw tightened, and a frown spread across his
Lyra's POVThe room was calm, quiet except for the soft voices of Mildred and Olivia as they talked about the babies. I listened, nodding along, but my mind wandered. The boys slept peacefully in their cot, their tiny chests rising and falling, oblivious to the chaos around them.The door creaked open.I looked up sharply, my body immediately tensing. Rylan stepped inside, his expression unreadable, but before I could ask him what he was doing, someone else appeared behind him.Damian.My breath caught, and my chest tightened. The sight of him made my stomach churn. His gaze found mine, and I felt my anger flare instantly. I gripped the arm of my chair, willing myself to stay calm, but it was nearly impossible.“He needed to see the babies, Lyra,” Rylan said, his voice steady.Those words knocked the wind out of me. I felt my anger dissolve, but only slightly. I couldn’t let it fade entirely—not when Damian was standing there, looking at me as if nothing had happened. I clenched my ja
Eloisa's POVDamian wanted to get his babies. And of course their mother too. There was no way he would bring back babies without their mother.He left me behind. He doesn’t care about me or my position here. He’s going to see Lyra. If he brings her back, she's going to take back her place and I will be kicked out of this pack that I’ve worked so hard to take control of. That’s what I’m worried about. What if he comes back with her? What if she manages to worm her way back into his heart?No. Maybe she didn't want him. But what if he found a way to convince her that she still wanted him?What if she takes revenge on me for what I did? I’ve stolen her place, her title. She’s going to hate me for it. And I don’t know if I can handle it. She was always a threat to me, and now, with Damian gone, she could very well come back and take everything. She could ruin all my plans, and I would be left with nothing.I curl my fingers into a fist, clenching them tight as I try to control my breath
Damian's POVI stand in the royal pack house, looking around the room they’ve given me. For a moment, I feel a rush of anger. This is not where I belong. I shouldn’t be here, stuck in this foreign place with Rylan in charge. I’m an Alpha. I should be calling the shots. But as I scan the room, the fact that I’m being treated like an Alpha here is hard to ignore.They’ve brought me food, fitting for someone of my status. A roasted leg of lamb, vegetables cooked to perfection, and bread that’s warm, soft, and fresh. It's not what I would have chosen for myself, but I can’t deny that it’s well prepared. It’s almost as if they’ve tried to remind me of my former standing. I hate Rylan, but even I can’t argue with the care they’ve taken to serve me.The food is good. The treatment is what I’m accustomed to. But still, this isn’t my home. This is Rylan’s home. He’s the one with control now, not me. It burns me to think about it. I’ve spent years leading my pack, the Blood Nest Pack and it's a
Lyra's POV I sat alone in the nursery, staring at the two little faces that were resting peacefully in their cribs. The door to the nursery creaked open, and I turned toward it. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Rylan step into the room. His expression was serious, and there was a weight to his steps, like he was carrying something heavy that he needed to share."Rylan," I greeted, my voice steady but cautious. "What’s going on?"He didn’t answer immediately, his eyes flicking over to the babies, before he met my gaze again. "I need to talk to you about something," he said, his tone firm but calm.I already knew what this was about. There was no need for him to tell me. But I also knew that Rylan had never been one to leave things unsaid, so I didn’t interrupt. I just folded my arms over my chest and waited for him to continue."If it’s about Damian that you let into the pack," I said, trying to keep my voice even, "then you should know by now that I’ve heard. It’s not a secret."R
Rylan's POVThe grand hall of the pack house was empty, save for a few of my trusted men who had been ordered to stand guard. They glanced up as we passed, their expressions serious but unreadable. I was sure they were as alert as I was. Damian had always been a wildcard, and there was no telling what kind of trouble he might stir up if left unchecked.When we reached the center of the hall, I stopped and turned to face him."Damian," I said, my voice firm, "I’m only letting you into the royal pack house because you claim you’re not here for trouble. You’ve made your intentions clear, and I’m choosing to believe you.”He didn’t speak right away, just watched me, as if sizing me up. It was clear he wasn’t intimidated by me, and why should he be? We had been enemies for years, and yet there was still some mutual respect between us."But let me make something very clear," I added, making sure my words cut through the silence. "I’ve already sent men to comb the woods surrounding the pack.
Lyra's POVI was pacing back and forth in my room when Olivia pushed the door open. Her face looked tense, and I could tell something was wrong. The air in the room felt heavy, and I could feel my pulse quickening as I turned to face her.“What is it?” I demanded, unable to hide the impatience in my voice.Olivia hesitated, like she was trying to figure out how to deliver the news. That only made me more anxious.“Alpha Damian’s in the pack,” she said finally, the words tumbling out like they had been too heavy to hold back.For a moment, it was like the floor had dropped out from beneath me. Damian? Here? That didn’t make any sense. My heart pounded as a wave of anger rose in my chest.“What do you mean Damian’s in the pack?” I snapped. “How could that even happen? And why would Rylan let him in?”Olivia flinched slightly at the edge in my tone, but she stood her ground. “From what I’ve heard, he came to see the babies,” she explained quickly. “He told Alpha Rylan he’s here for peace