Maya’s Point of ViewThe glow of the overhead light illuminated my room, bouncing off the sleek, modern furniture that adorned the space. Despite the comfort surrounding me, the air felt heavy with my rage. I sat at my desk, my fingers drumming rhythmically against the surface as I mulled over every detail, every moment that led to this.Avery. The name alone made my blood boil.How could someone so insignificant stir so much emotion in Kaiden? He looked at her as if she hung the moon as if she was more than just a simple girl in his orbit. It was revolting. She had to go. No, it wasn’t enough for her to disappear, I needed her to suffer in ways no one had before.I needed her death to leave a mark, she needed to be erased in a way that would leave a scar on Kaiden’s heart.She had to suffer.I began my search, carefully. I leveraged my connections with members from other packs, people who owed me favors. It wasn’t long before whispers led me to the outskirts of the pack lands, where
Maya’s Point of View"Enjoy your last night, Avery," I whispered to myself. "Tomorrow, your world will end."**********The morning sun streamed through my window, painting the walls of my room in a warm golden hue. But that wasn’t the source of my glow today. No, today, my joy came from the knowledge that by nightfall, Avery would be nothing more than a memory. I hummed to myself as I got ready, a rare skip in my step that even I couldn’t suppress.For weeks, the tension in the pack had been thick, my plans meticulously unfolding beneath the surface. But today, I was free, free to bask in the anticipation of my enemy’s demise. It was going to be a glorious day.As I descended the stairs, I noticed the maids exchanging curious glances. Their confusion was almost comical. I could feel their eyes on me as I breezed past them, my energy too high to care about their whispers.“Good morning, Miss Maya,” one of them greeted hesitantly.“Good morning, Amelia!” I replied with a dazzling smile
Maya’s Point of View“Alpha!! I bring bad news”As I stood before Kaiden in the grand council room, I poured every ounce of effort into my performance. My voice quivered at just the right moments, my hands trembled as I gestured to the blood-stained dress, and my eyes brimmed with unshed tears. I painted the picture vividly: the rogues, their brutality, my futile fight to protect Avery against herself but had no choice than t kill her.But Kaiden... his reaction wasn’t what I expected.He leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable, arms crossed over his broad chest as if he were watching a tedious play. He didn’t interrupt, didn’t ask questions, didn’t even narrow his eyes in concern. He just sat there, his gaze cold and distant, as though my words were nothing more than white noise.My heart thudded painfully as doubt began to creep in. Why wasn’t he reacting? Why wasn’t he furious, commanding his warriors to act, to hunt down the rogues who had dared step foot in his pack?
Maya’s Point of ViewThe moment I stepped into my room, I bolted the door behind me and leaned against it, my breath shallow and ragged. My reflection in the mirror was unrecognizable, pale, shaken, and drenched in fear.I sank to the floor, burying my face in my trembling hands. If Kaiden found out the truth, then it was over. Everything I had worked for, everything I had schemed for, it would all crumble, leaving me at his mercy. And Kaiden had no mercy for traitors.I couldn’t let that happen.By nightfall, a plan had formed, though the thought of executing it churned my stomach. Dren needed to be silenced, and there was only one way to get to him, through the dungeon guard.The filthy bastard.I dressed simply, a dark cloak covering my figure as I made my way to the dungeon. The night air was cold, biting against my skin, but it wasn’t enough to numb the dread gnawing at my insides.The guard’s quarters were dimly lit, the flickering light of a single bulb casting long shadows acr
Maya’s Point of ViewThe day I had dreaded more than any other had finally arrived. The air in the pack’s hall was heavy, almost suffocating, as I stood among the crowd of pack members, my heart hammering in my chest. My hands were clammy, my palms slick with sweat, and I found myself constantly wiping them against the folds of my dress.Kaiden had called for a public gathering, a rare and significant event. This wasn’t just another meeting; it was the day he had promised to root out the traitor. A cold shiver ran down my spine. I could feel eyes shifting in the crowd, whispers brushing against my ears like ghostly accusations.When the grand doors opened and Kaiden stepped into the hall, the atmosphere shifted instantly. The Alpha King’s presence demanded obedience, reverence. Everyone, myself included, stood and bowed deeply, murmuring, “Your Highness.”His power rolled off him in waves, so palpable it made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.He strode toward his throne a
Kaiden’s Point of ViewAvery sat across from me, her fragile frame wrapped in a thick blanket, her pale skin glowing under the dim light of my chamber. To anyone else, she might have looked frail, but to me, she had never seemed more radiant. Her silken hair cascaded down her back like strands of starlight, tempting me to reach out and let my fingers tangle in its softness.But I held back.She wasn’t ready. She had yet to acknowledge me as her mate, and I didn’t want to do anything that might scare her away. So, instead, I clenched my fists and listened intently as she recounted her ordeal with the rogues, her voice soft but steady.The more she spoke, the harder it became to maintain my composure. The thought of anyone laying a hand on her made my blood boil. My wolf growled low in my chest, demanding retribution. But I forced myself to remain calm for her sake.“…and then I passed out, I don’t know what happened after that,” she finished, her hands trembling slightly as she rested
Kaiden’s Point of ViewAs soon as Caspian and Laura left, the room felt quieter, almost too still. Avery shifted slightly in my lap, her movements hesitant, like she wasn’t sure if she should be there. Then, with a soft sigh, she tried to stand.I tightened my grip around her waist, gently pulling her back down. “Stay put, Snowy,” I murmured, my voice low but firm.Her body stiffened for a moment, but then she sighed again, this time in reluctant obedience. She settled back against me, though her posture was still a bit stiff. I smirked at how hard she was trying not to appear comfortable.After a moment, she turned her head to look up at me, her eyes filled with curiosity. “Why didn’t you just go after her?” she asked, her tone cautious but inquisitive. “You know she’s the culprit. Why not end it now?”I tilted my head slightly, studying her. The way she spoke, so earnestly, so unaware of the complexity of power and strategy, made her seem both naïve and endearing. I allowed a small
Kaiden’s Point of ViewThe memory played vividly in my mind, starting with Avery. The moment I brought her home and laid her in my chambers, tending to her wounds, I knew I couldn’t delay. Once she was stable, I left her to rest and made my way to the dungeon.The rogue had been barely conscious when I arrived, his body slumped against the wall, his shoulders brutally disfigured where his arms had been severed. His blood had pooled beneath him, but his eyes still held a flicker of defiance.I stepped into the cell, my boots clicking against the stone floor as I approached him. He looked up at me, trying to muster a sneer, but his pain betrayed him.“Who sent you?” I asked, my tone calm, almost conversational.The rogue said nothing, his jaw tightening as if to steel himself against what was coming.I chuckled, low and dark. “It seems like you've forgotten who I am?” I leaned closer, locking eyes with him. “I am the Alpha King. I don’t need to try to get the information out of you. But
Avery’s Point of ViewI glared at him, my cheeks heating. “I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what’s really going on, Kaiden. You can’t just kiss me senseless and then throw me into some secret hideout!”His smirk widened, and he leaned closer, his face inches from mine. “First of all, I didn’t throw you anywhere. And second, if you really wanted to stay here, you wouldn’t have melted into my arms like butter just now.”My mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. “Y-you…..”“Yes, me,” he interrupted, his voice dripping with amusement. “Now, are you coming willingly, or should I find something to dress you in myself?”I froze, my face heating so fast I was surprised I didn’t spontaneously combust. “You wouldn’t dare.”His grin was wicked, and his silver eyes sparkled with mischief. “Try me.”“You’re insufferable!” I snapped, grabbing the nearest pillow and whacking him with it.He didn’t even flinch, only laughed as he caught the pillow and tossed it aside. “You’ve got t
Avery’s Point of ViewThe attack had been relentless. When the rogues surrounded me, snarling and snapping their jaws, I had accepted my fate. My wolf was too weak to surface, my body too battered to resist. I thought I would die.But then… he appeared.The Alpha King.Kaiden.Even now, as I stared at him, I couldn’t believe he had been the one to save me, to carry me away from death. Not only had he saved me, but here he was, sitting by my bedside, taking care of me like I was someone precious.I stared at him as he massaged my feet with skilled, gentle hands, his large, calloused hands moving with expert precision. His touch was firm yet soothing, making my muscles relax despite the chaos still rattling in my mind. His thumbs pressed into the arch of my foot. My head fell back against the pillow, and before I realized it, a soft moan escaped my lips.His low chuckle snapped me out of my haze. “Careful with the noise, Snowy,” he teased, his emerald eyes sparkling with amusement.My f
Sophia’s Point of View“Mama,” I said softly, my voice trembling.Cheryl looked up, her red-rimmed eyes meeting mine. She didn’t say a word, just opened her arms. I rushed to her, falling to my knees and burying my face in her lap.“I miss him so much,” I whispered, my tears soaking into the fabric of her dress. “Dad was the best father in the whole world.”Cheryl ran her fingers through my hair, her own silent tears falling onto my head. “He was,” she murmured. “He was everything to us, Sophia. He gave his life for this pack… for us. And now he’s gone.”Mark let out a bitter laugh, his voice cracking. “Funny how the pack mourns him so much, but when Avery died, no one cared. No tears, no grief. They were happy she was gone. It’s not fair.”I lifted my head, glaring at him. “Don’t you dare compare them,” I snapped. “Avery was weak, a burden to the pack. Dad was a hero. Don’t you dare put them in the same sentence.”Mark’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t argue. Instead, he looked away, hi
Sophia’s Point of ViewI stormed into my room, slamming the door behind me, the sound echoing through the silent hallway. My chest heaved with anger, my claws itching to tear something apart. Anything. Anyone.I sank onto the couch, burying my face in my hands as my mind raced. Ever since Avery left the pack, no, ever since she was forced to leave, Julian had been different. Distant. Cold. Detached. It was as though a part of him had been buried with her absence, leaving me to deal with the shell of the man I thought I knew.I clenched my fists, the sharp points of my nails pressing into my palms. I was strong, powerful, everything Avery had never been. She was a soft, fragile thing, barely able to hold her wolf together most of the time. Julian needed strength in his Luna, and I had given him that. I had worked for it, sacrificed for it, bled for it.And yet, even in death, she was coming between us.“Why?” I muttered to myself, my voice trembling with a mix of rage and disbelief. “
Julian’s Point of ViewI couldn’t take it anymore. The sight of the ruins, the devastation, the ghosts of my mistakes, each one clawed at me, suffocating me with guilt. My legs felt like lead as I turned away from the shattered remnants of my pack and headed back to my house. The walk felt like an eternity, the silence deafening except for the whisper of the wind and the echoes of Dexter’s sharp words in my mind.By the time I reached the confines of my room, I was utterly drained. My body ached, not just from exhaustion but from the weight of everything pressing down on me. I sat heavily on the bed, my elbows resting on my knees as I buried my face in my hands. My mind wouldn’t stop spinning, replaying every decision, every failure, every face I’d lost.With a deep sigh, I lay back on the bed and closed my eyes, hoping for even a moment of peace.Minutes passed. Or maybe it was hours, I couldn’t tell anymore. I was teetering on the edge of unconsciousness when I felt the bed dip. M
Julian’s Point of ViewThe wind howled through the desolate fields, carrying with it the stench of death and decay that clung to everything like a curse. I stood in the heart of the devastation, my chest tightening as I looked at what remained of my once-thriving pack.The vibrant greenery that once symbolized life and strength was gone, replaced by charred earth and skeletal remains of trees. Every step I took on the scorched ground was a grim reminder of the destruction I had brought upon my people.The packhouses that had once stood tall, filled with laughter and warmth, were now nothing but crumbling ruins. Their walls, blackened by fire, seemed to mourn the lives lost within them. I walked through the remnants of what used to be home, my boots crunching against shards of glass and splinters of wood. The air was thick, suffocating, heavy with despair.“How did it come to this?” I murmured, my voice barely audible over the howling wind.‘You know how, Julian,’ Dexter growled in my
Kaiden’s Point of ViewThe memory played vividly in my mind, starting with Avery. The moment I brought her home and laid her in my chambers, tending to her wounds, I knew I couldn’t delay. Once she was stable, I left her to rest and made my way to the dungeon.The rogue had been barely conscious when I arrived, his body slumped against the wall, his shoulders brutally disfigured where his arms had been severed. His blood had pooled beneath him, but his eyes still held a flicker of defiance.I stepped into the cell, my boots clicking against the stone floor as I approached him. He looked up at me, trying to muster a sneer, but his pain betrayed him.“Who sent you?” I asked, my tone calm, almost conversational.The rogue said nothing, his jaw tightening as if to steel himself against what was coming.I chuckled, low and dark. “It seems like you've forgotten who I am?” I leaned closer, locking eyes with him. “I am the Alpha King. I don’t need to try to get the information out of you. But
Kaiden’s Point of ViewAs soon as Caspian and Laura left, the room felt quieter, almost too still. Avery shifted slightly in my lap, her movements hesitant, like she wasn’t sure if she should be there. Then, with a soft sigh, she tried to stand.I tightened my grip around her waist, gently pulling her back down. “Stay put, Snowy,” I murmured, my voice low but firm.Her body stiffened for a moment, but then she sighed again, this time in reluctant obedience. She settled back against me, though her posture was still a bit stiff. I smirked at how hard she was trying not to appear comfortable.After a moment, she turned her head to look up at me, her eyes filled with curiosity. “Why didn’t you just go after her?” she asked, her tone cautious but inquisitive. “You know she’s the culprit. Why not end it now?”I tilted my head slightly, studying her. The way she spoke, so earnestly, so unaware of the complexity of power and strategy, made her seem both naïve and endearing. I allowed a small
Kaiden’s Point of ViewAvery sat across from me, her fragile frame wrapped in a thick blanket, her pale skin glowing under the dim light of my chamber. To anyone else, she might have looked frail, but to me, she had never seemed more radiant. Her silken hair cascaded down her back like strands of starlight, tempting me to reach out and let my fingers tangle in its softness.But I held back.She wasn’t ready. She had yet to acknowledge me as her mate, and I didn’t want to do anything that might scare her away. So, instead, I clenched my fists and listened intently as she recounted her ordeal with the rogues, her voice soft but steady.The more she spoke, the harder it became to maintain my composure. The thought of anyone laying a hand on her made my blood boil. My wolf growled low in my chest, demanding retribution. But I forced myself to remain calm for her sake.“…and then I passed out, I don’t know what happened after that,” she finished, her hands trembling slightly as she rested