Arda’s heart pounded as Luke’s words cut through her. “What did I do?” she asked, her voice trembling.
“This only happens with you,” Luke said coldly, his tone sharp enough to wound.
She stared at him, confused. “What are you talking about?”
He stepped closer. “Don’t play dumb. The kiss. The headaches. It only happens when I’m with you.”
Her lips parted in disbelief. “So, what are you saying?”
Luke’s eyes darkened. “You tell me. Or should I just say it? Witch.”
The word slammed into her, knocking the breath out of her lungs. Tears welled up. “I’m not a witch, Luke,” she whispered.
“Then what are you?” His voice was ice. “A monster with a pretty face? Because that’s what I came here to find out.”
The accusation broke her. “I’m not a monster!” she sobbed.
Luke didn’t flinch. “I’m done wasting time waiting on you. You should’ve told me what you are.”
“Luke, please.” She stepped closer, but he recoiled.
“Stay away.” His face twisted. “God, are you cursed?”
“I like you, Luke. Please, don’t do this.”
Her words were desperate, but he was unmoved.
“I don’t need a doctor!” he snapped.
Before she could process his rejection, he turned to his car.
“Sonia, get over here.”
Arda’s heart sank as a girl from her school stepped out, her heels clicking against the pavement. She watched in horror as Luke cupped Sonia’s face and kissed her deeply.
The kiss burned into her vision—mocking, final. Behind her, the door creaked open. Her friends had come outside. But it was too late.
Luke broke the kiss and looked at Arda. “Stay away from me. We’re done.”
“Luke, please! I love you!”
His gaze flickered, almost uncertain. But then it hardened. He took Sonia’s hand and turned away.
Jacob’s voice broke the tension. “Wait a minute! You’re not leaving until you explain this.”
Luke turned back, arms crossed. “Ask her. Or should I prove it again?”
Arda shook her head, refusing to endure more humiliation.
Luke sneered. “That’s what I thought.” He faced Jacob and Karina. “Your friend’s got issues. Better to end this now than later.”
With those words, he left.
Arda couldn’t hold back any longer. She turned and ran inside.
Jacob and Karina followed her, their steps heavy with sympathy.
“This is painful,” Karina muttered.
“Yeah, but we agreed to let her live like a normal girl,” Jacob replied.
Karina hesitated. “Maybe that was a mistake. She has a mate, Jacob.”
“We couldn’t have stopped her without raising suspicions.”
They reached her door and knocked softly.
“Go away,” Arda’s voice broke through the wood.
Ignoring her protest, they entered.
Arda was sitting on the bed, tears streaking her face. “I told you to stay away.”
They sat on either side of her, silent but present.
“I don’t ask for much,” she began, her voice raw. “I never dreamed of some rich, powerful guy—just someone I’d feel safe with.”
Karina reached for her hand as Arda continued.
“Luke was perfect. I thought I’d found love.”
“What happened?” Karina asked gently.
Arda recounted the headaches and the humiliation. “Then he kissed her, and nothing happened. I feel cursed.”
“You’re not cursed,” Jacob said firmly.
But Arda wasn’t convinced. “First the mark, then the necklace and note, and now this? I don’t even know who I am anymore.”
“We’ll figure this out,” Karina promised.
Jacob added, “You’re not alone.”
Arda wiped her tears and tried to smile.
“He called me a monster.”
Jacob cracked a joke to lighten the mood. “A monster with a pretty face?”
Arda let out a soft laugh, but it faded quickly.
“I need to go home. I need a break.”
“That’s fine,” Karina said. “Call us anytime.”
“Thanks, guys.”
Once alone, Arda sat at her desk, staring at the note and necklace. She touched the pendant, and flashes of the stranger at the restaurant invaded her mind.
Shaken, she dropped it. But curiosity pushed her to pick it up again. The stranger’s face lingered.
Pushing away the thoughts, she booted her laptop and started searching.
Her fingers typed: Alpha.
Images of wolves and mysterious men flooded the screen. She refined the search: Human-wolf.
The results deepened her unease. Words like shapeshifter and werewolf popped up.
She leaned back, muttering, “Damn joke.”
Her phone rang, cutting through her thoughts. A private number.
She answered hesitantly. “Hello?”
A voice—deep, distinct, and enthralling—greeted her.
“Hello, Arda.”
Her breath caught. “Who is this?”
“I’m sorry about your broken heart.”
Her blood turned cold. “Who are you? How do you know—”
The man’s tone darkened. “Did you like the gift?”
Her heart pounded harder. “Who the hell are you?”
“It won’t be long before I come for you.”
Her throat tightened.
“Wait patiently. And don’t accept another man. I won’t tolerate it.”
The line went dead.
Arda sat frozen, the phone trembling in her hand. She wasn’t imagining things anymore.
The Alpha—whoever he was—was real.
Arda’s fingers trembled as she set her phone down, her mind still echoing the message. Before she could process it, her phone buzzed again. Her sister. She swallowed, steadying her breath, and answered. “Hey, Mabel.” “You’re not my sister.” The words were sharp, deliberate. “What?” “You heard me. You’re not my sister, and it’s time you knew the truth.” “Mabel, stop messing around. What are you talking about?” “Ask my dad. Ask my mum.” Mabel’s voice had never sounded so cold. She emphasized my like a knife twisting into Arda’s gut. The line clicked dead. For a moment, Arda sat frozen. Mabel wasn’t known for jokes—least of all something like this. She redialed, but the call rang out. Again. And again. Heart pounding, she called her father. He answered immediately. “My dear, you’re still up? Studying?” Her voice came out tighter than she intended. “Dad, I need to know—where’s Mabel?” “She’s here. What’s wrong?” Arda pushed past her hesitation. “She said something awful to
Arthur marched past the game he had hunted, his steps quickening as the baby’s cries grew louder. The eerie sound pierced the stillness of the forest, urging him forward. His pulse raced with uncertainty, and before he realized it, he had broken into a run. Leaping over fallen branches and dodging low-hanging limbs, he pressed on until he reached a hill, its height nearly twice his own. The cries echoed from the other side. Who would leave a child out here? Could the baby truly be alone? Arthur ducked behind a tree, scanning the area. The full moon cast just enough light for him to make out the terrain. No movement. No sign of anyone else. Cautiously, he moved around the hill—and froze. A newborn baby girl lay cradled in the lap of a dying woman. The mother, no older than himself, sat slumped against the hill. Sweat drenched her pale face, and blood stained her clothes and the ground beneath her. Her chest barely rose and fell, her breaths shallow. A small knife, slick with blood
Gillow traced the rough lines of the ancient illustration, his fingers brushing over the delicate features of the girl drawn in ink. Her image seemed to breathe life, even on the brittle parchment. The word Moonchild was scrawled beneath it in faded, ornate script. She was beautiful. Too beautiful. Her innocence bled through the sketch—pure, untouched, and completely unguarded. She would look perfect beside him in the castle, in his arms, in his bed. But for now, she was exposed, walking in the open without a clue about the danger closing in around her. His jaw tightened as he recalled the boy who she developed a relationship with and her at the restaurant. A growl rumbled low in his throat. It had taken all his restraint not to storm in and tear the boy apart. Gillow’s sharp gaze shifted to the Elder, the long-bearded man standing silently before him. “How much longer must I wait?” The Elder adjusted his grip on his staff. “She is close to graduating. Let her finish school first.
“I have to go now.” She said and watched his eyes drop briefly to the pig, before returning to hers. “You don’t want the game anymore, I see.” “Please, let me go.” Arda’s fear of him was mounting. He did not respond. Instead, a small grin split his lips. Then despite her ear defenders, she heard the howling of wolves in the distance. Arda turned and made a run in the direction she had come from and before she could leave the little clearing and hit the denser part of the forest, she felt strong arms pulling her roughly back against a firm, muscled chest. She opened her mouth to scream and felt a hand covering her mouth. She started struggling and felt herself being moved swiftly and before she knew it, she was being held sturdily against a tree. Her back was against the tree and he was standing before her, keeping her captive with nothing but his sinewy body. Her frightened eyes stared pleadingly into his and she felt them watering. Gillow could feel his heart melting with mercy
“What I need right now is the truth from you,” Gillow told her. “What other dangerous thing have you done apart from sleeping with the enemy? And by dangerous, I mean anything that exposes her identity.” Karina recalled the tattoo program that Arda had insisted on participating in. It seemed harmless at the time and now, she doubted that Gillow would see it that way. She was afraid of what he would do if she mentioned it, so she shook her head. “No.” “Are you certain?” Karina nodded. “Yes.” Gillow pushed the barricade aside and stepped into the prison cell while she backed off and pressed her back to the wall but he kept advancing towards her until he was standing directly before her. Her breathing became erratic, her chest, rising and falling rapidly. She knew he was searching her mind, listening to her soul and she focused her mind on the ocean. The ocean…the ocean…the beauty of the ocean. Karina gasped as in one swift move, he held her captive against the wall with his body.
Karina whimpered with pain. She was tied to a post in a different prison cell. Her arms and legs were secured to the post and she was in the middle of the room, her back, covered in welts formed by a whip. The penance guard who was standing behind her with a whip was looking at Gillow for further instruction. “Mercy…mercy…” she kept muttering weakly. “Let her go,” Gillow ordered the man. He was reclining against the bars of the penance cell. And now he walked over to Karina and circled over to face her. She had her eyes on the ground, her skin, sweaty, her breathing, unsteady. Gillow was still mad at her. He had trusted her to guide his mate and report to him any danger that might affect her. She was supposed to report everything to him right from what she ate to her school results. So far, she had done that but he wasn’t built to tolerate laxity. It wasn’t in him to be gentle. It was that kind of trait in a leader that weakened a pack and he was glad he possessed none of it. “Ka
Arda had not bothered to look at the road because she had spent most of the past thirty minutes crying. Her cries ceased for a moment, her eyes cast down with grief. Through it all, Karina held her close and kept giving her words of encouragement. Karina kept telling her that everything would be okay. She kept telling her not to be afraid. This helped to calm her down a little but it did not take her fears away. Many questions were in her head and she looked at Karina. “They are so big.” She whispered her eyes on the men dominating the front seat of the car. “I’m really scared. Is the Alpha like them?” The only person she had seen with their kind of stature was that overconfident hunter she had crossed paths with but had first seen on her date with Luke. The very stranger she had felt a powerful connection to, so strong it scared her. And he was even taller than these men. Karina pulled her closer to herself and hesitated, refusing to respond quickly to Arda’s question. How could s
Blinded by her tears, Arda did not bother checking out her surroundings until the guard carrying her, kicked a door open and set her on her feet. Then he backed away from her, let himself out, and shut the door behind him. She rushed back to the door and tried to open it but it did not budge and she knew that she had been locked inside. Arda wiped her tearful eyes dry with the back of her hand. Feeling like her face was not dry enough from her tears, she lifted the bottom of her pajama top and wiped it. For the first time, she let her eyes dwell on her surroundings. The Alpha’s room was not what she expected. Deeming him callous, she expected a bland room but it was far from bland. She had thought it would be featureless and empty or at best, large and disordered but it was not so. Yes, it was large but it was cozy, pleasantly curtained, immaculate, and fragrant. Since the building was a castle, she had expected medieval furnishings but the room was not entirely so. It was modern w
The cornered spy, Jack regarded Raina his renounced mate, giving her an intense look. Gillow could sense that he was trying to communicate something to her. He could feel it was a message. He listened for the sound of a telepathic voice and heard it immediately. He was indeed sending her a message. Jack Setting my betrayal aside, we both know you were not supposed to hunt tonight. A confused look marked her face as she stared at him but Gillow was prepared as he listened to her response. Raina I changed my mind because you refused to tell me why you were insisting I don’t join the pack for tonight’s hunt. Jack That was for your good. The least I can do for you is keep you safe and alive. Raina stared at him, incredulous. Raina What are you talking about? Following his defensive instincts, Gillow’s ruddy eyes scanned the surrounding bushes and within seconds he had the spy in his grip. At the same time, he heard ruffling coming from the bushes He concentrated on the sounds
Hours passed, leading into the night. The full moon had not lost its shape, round and glowing bright as it cast its brilliance onto the earth. Somewhere in the eastern region, mystic creatures - werewolves wandered far into the surrounding forests in their hunt for food. Among the werewolves, distinct ones glowed, marking them as werewolf vampires. Together, they hunted down unfortunate animals, gathered them, and devoured the fresh meat as a pack. Soon after they are done, Gillow the alpha of the pack, with a glowing form and intense ruby eyes, began to sniff the air. The others sensed that he was smelling something and emulated him, but he was already advancing further into the bush. The pack followed him and soon they discovered a retreating werewolf. Gillow immediately led a pursuit and a chase ensued as they advanced behind the escaping werewolf who spotted a light brown color. The alpha of the pursuing pack rapidly gained in on the escaping werewolf. Heavy thuds pounded the
“This pack has a goal.” Cain continued. To unite the packs into one with only one Alpha. And in that one pack, to start a monarchy beginning with me. Then my son takes over. In this new dispensation, humans will know that we exist. We will rule over them. Our members are already everywhere. The only thing remaining is the unity of packs and the threat of your kind.” He looked disdainfully at Karina. “The complete prophecy still needs to be found. The moon child and her sister must be eliminated. The complete prophecy is rumored to be with your pack. This is why my son had to join that school and get close to you.” Karina started to cry. “It is nothing personal,” Jacob said to her. “You should have stayed loyal to your pack.” “My Alpha is cruel.” Karina cried out in frustration. “You know that already.” “Not my problem,” Jacob answered. “You have lived long enough to hear the phrase that the devil you know is better than the angel you don’t know,” Cain remarked and let out a mockin
Gillow’s message sent her heartbeat on a roller coaster of panic, but she managed to get a hold of herself. He couldn’t find her. She was safe with Jacob. Maybe she was, but she would not know until she tried.With that consoling thought in mind, she blocked out every negative and suspicious thought from her mind and concentrated on the present.Cain called upon pack members who helped to show them to the rooms prepared for them.Later, Arda was happy to get a room across from Chester’s with Karina’s room beside hers.Karina strolled into her room moments later and complained about how she expected Jacob to take her around but Arda told her they had just arrived and needed to rest. Then Karina mentioned that she didn’t like the way a certain girl was staring at her and Jacob.“I noticed it too.” Arda had responded. “But I don’t think it’s important.”“Well, I plan to ask Jacob as soon as he comes to see me. I have lived on this earth long enough to see a jealous lover’s look when I see
Gillow’s athletic smooth skin split like the bark of a tree. Wiry silver hairs sprouted forth. His already wolf-turned piercing and intense crimson eyes seemed ruddier as his transformation progressed. His bones moved beneath his skin like mechanical vipers; audible cracks cut through the air as his limbs cracked, ripping his pants open. He fell to his knees and then forward on his contorting hands. On all fours, he proudly gave himself over to his darker nature. His flesh visibly moved, his tissues rearranging. His mouth spotted emerging fangs. His handsome face distorted as his jaw extended, with his skull changing shape and longer beastly hairs sprouting forth. His hands gnarled and his fingers curled back as claws burst out. As howls continued to fill the air from surrounding pack members, low guttural growls escaped him, his claws firm on the ground. He was no longer himself. He was a werewolf vampire in his beastly form. He was distinct from the pack, being the only one with
A hill surfaced ahead of the lonely expressway that Chester was driving on. Karina informed Arda that Cain’s pack was on the other side of the hill.Their journey was elongating as Chester had to fix the car due to overheating. Karina and Arda waited out of earshot for him as he worked.“So how do you feel about Chester’s confession?” Arda asked.“I guess you’re talking about his feelings for me and not his betrayal.”“Yes.”“I’m still trying to process it,” Karina answered.“Do you still love Jacob?”Karina gave her a look of incredulity. “Why would you even ask me that?”Arda shrugged. “Sorry. I just felt, with the distance and Chester’s revelation, maybe your mind is getting a double feeling.”“I see. Anyway, how do you feel about Gillow Rain? Have you fallen in love with him?”Arda’s eyes expanded with indignation. “How can you even think that?” Karina let out a light chuckle, causing Arda to sigh.“That is exactly how I felt when you asked about my feelings for Chester. Disappoi
Following Karina’s haste, Arda was back inside the car where Chester was waiting for them. “You guys wasted time.” He remarked as they settled down in the vehicle. “And you both look tensed up.” He observed, at the same time, starting the car. “Yeah. She was having some issues with her Prof,” Karina explained. “He happens to be a werewolf.” She added gravely. “What? Which pack? And what kind of problem?” “I don’t know. Let’s just get out of here first.” Chester opened his mouth to inquire more, decided against it, and moved the car. Dappled sunlight shone through the surrounding trees, bringing about, mysterious shadows. The car was on the road, progressing towards another part of town. “Do you guys mind giving me the details now?” Chester pressed. “Prof. Ray has been asking me out, but I refused. He recently started being forceful about it, threatening to ruin my scholarship by ruining my grades.” Arda summarized. “Oh Gosh,” Chester muttered with disdain. “Yeah,” Arda comm
"I am in school, remember?" She told him. "I know. I'm just confirming." "Okay." "Call me as soon as you're home." "Okay." "Enjoy your day. And let me know if your professor gives you any issues." "He did not." "I see. Okay. That is a good one. I will call you soon." "Okay." The call ended and she looked at Karina. "That was not so bad." She commented. "I guess he would have been suspicious if you didn't take the call." "Yeah." Back inside the car, Arda questioned herself about keeping with the escape plan, especially since it appeared that all the Alphas were against Gillow. The only support Gillow had which was not established yet was the alpha of the West. As the car swerved off the school gates, she questioned Karina and Chester. "Are you sure we are doing the right thing?" "What are your fears?" Asked Chester and Arda revealed exactly where her fears lay. "You have nothing to worry about," Chester told her. "I will say the same." Was Karina's response. Arda le
Karina hung around outside Ray’s Office, waiting for Arda who was inside.In Ray’s office, Arda walked in and greeted Ray who was watching her from his desk, a cold look on his face.“Good morning Sir.” She greeted.“Let’s dispense with the pleasantries, Arda. Now, since this is not our official thesis meeting time, tell me what I need to hear.”“The answer is no.”“What?”“I said, the answer is no.”He rose and started walking over to where she stood.“Is that your final answer?” he pressed.“Yes.”“Then prepare to fail and lose your last scholarship payment.”Arda looked at him squarely in the eyes.“I know what you are.” She blurted.He looked slightly taken aback by her assertion.“What did you say?”“I know what you are.” She repeated.“And what is that?”She lowered her voice as though still trying to hide his identity. “You’re a werewolf.”He laughed. Offended by his laughter, Arda retrieved a lighter from her pocket and switched it on. Upon seeing the fire, he stepped back sha