NARAH'S POVI clutched the bedsheets, my heart pounding like a bass drum, as I said to Alpha Van, “Your wife is here.”He turned his head, and his eyes landed squarely on the door, staring at it with anger. His jaw clenched, and his grip on my ankles loosened. I didn't want Gina to get the wrong idea, to think that I would go after her husband. Even though I didn't care what she thought of me, I wanted her not to see me this particular way.Alpha Van slowly and quietly walked to the door, as if he were giving his anger time to disappear. The next thing I knew, he flung the door open, and immediately, I heard Gina say,“What are you doing here?” “I should be asking you. Did your mother ask you to come here?” Alpha Van asked with disdain in his voice.There was no other person who saw Van and me except for Luna Tauriel, who had caused me to trip and sprain my ankle.“Nooooo,” Gina cried and let out a weak laugh. “My mother didn't ask me to come here. I came to call you because Doctor
NARAH'S POV (Two days later)It was a beautiful evening, and the sun was ready to set. It casted a warm orange glow across the pink, golden and bluish coloured clouds that covered the sky.I desperately wished to feel the sun on my skin, but thanks to Luna Tauriel, I was stuck now in a wheelchair, waiting for my ankle to heal.At least, I didn't have to start my maid duties until I recovered, that was a positive light to my situation.I looked from across the window in my room, admiring the vast green field when suddenly, a group of able-bodied men dressed in black leather jackets and pants, alongside women in leather jumpsuits, came flooding in.I could tell they were wolves of different ranks. They huddled together, chanting, “We are the mighty warriors of the Woodwick pack,” before howling excitedly, jumping, and dancing in circles.I'd forgotten what it was like to see warriors. But seeing them sent me back to the past, when my father would take little six-year-old me for a walk,
NARAH'S POVAt the end of the field, I saw Van and Gina approaching. They stopped close enough to watch what was going on, and behind them, stood the man I had been longing to see–Chris Stevens.“Are you going to walk or just stand there like a statue?” Said the warrior who challenged me. His name was Axton. He giggled when I attempted to take a step but fell back into my wheelchair.“What a joke. A lone wolf can never be a strong wolf,” he said, shaking his head.There was an odd expression in Katy's eye as she glared at me; it was a hint of disappointment.She walked away, and then turned, seeing that I was in pain and my feet were hurting. “Maybe I was wrong. You should take your time to heal,” she said.“Sorry, Narah,” Hanadin whispered to me, but I brushed his hands off my shoulder. I looked over to Van, who was watching me intently, and Gina, who wore a sinister grin, laughing at my defeat.My feet were still hurting, but I managed to stay strong. The wheelchair creaked behind m
NARAH'S POV “I apologise for not fulfilling my promise. It was selfish of me to depart in that manner,’ Chris said. “I don't expect you to forgive me, but I'm still sorry.” He sounded believing. I had been searching for the right words to express how hurt I was, but they escaped me. With my head buried in my hands and tears in my eyes, I answered hesitantly, “I don't need your apology. I just need to know why.” He remained silent. Maybe I was being a little unfair, I thought— considering the look in his eyes, I suppose I could try to understand why he had left me even if he hadn't said anything. At the time I had no recollection of my past life as Reina, Chris was all I had until he abandoned me. And then, when the memories of my previous existence returned, I felt as if the moon goodness despised me. The woman who gave birth to me had a nine-year-old son named Chris. She lived with her husband and son in a lovely little cottage until she fell in love with a stranger who had come
ALPHA VAN Even I had to admit that Doctor Rowan was a handsome man with ocean blue eyes, pale skin, and long dark hair that he usually wore up in a bun. I was frightened. For some reason, I thought that he was attracting Narah.What made me fear that? With a gentle breath, Curtis remarked, "Van, I don't like the doctor."As I watched the Doctor leave the estate, I shot back, "We have got more pressing matters at hand at the moment." The words raced through my thoughts. For the previous four years, he has been my physician. I've been dealing with depression, insomnia from dreams, and seizures.Before Gina discovered Doctor Rowan, I had one Doctor Tally. She added that since I didn't seem to be getting better, Doctor Tally's prescription wasn't working.I was aware that I was having nightmares, but I didn't require medical attention. However, I had to remain rational to be the leader of the Pack, so I agreed to continue taking the medicine prescribed by Doctor Rowan. My reality was b
GINA'S POVMy mother and I were sitting across from one other in the living room when Alpha Van's dark presence enveloped the room.We were flipping through the latest magazines, making notes about things we loved and wanted to purchase, when he passed by.Tsk-tsk-tsk, she clicked her tongue and looked up at me, her doe eyes narrowed while she chewed on her strawberry-flavoured gum.She asked, "Is Alpha Van still having those dreams?" I gave a nod. "Yes, the woman he sees in them is the worst now.”“A woman?” She said abruptly, almost raising her voice.“Shhhhhhhh.” I put a finger against my lips, shushing her before someone would hear our conversation. We both glanced around to make sure we were the only ones in the living room.Then I leaned in closer to her; she edged herself out of her seat and I whispered, “Doctor Rowan told me that Van said he now sees a woman in a black hooded cloak. He also said Van suspects her to be a witch.”My mother’s voice quivered, “He's uncovering the
GINA'S POVMy mother shut her eyes in embarrassment. She couldn't contain the shame. First the disastrous dinner, and now this?I contemplated slapping Narah, but as I approached her, something made me stop in my tracks. Her piercing blue eyes, now ablaze with an intense fire, met mine. The authority in her gaze made me pause. Hanadin's chuckle in the background only added to my growing frustration. At that moment, I regretted ever bringing Narah into this house.My initial curiosity about the wolf I sensed in her, and the eerie connection I felt, seemed insignificant now. I wanted nothing more than for her to leave—immediately.Liam sat in silence, watching the scene unfold, while Sharon hid her face in her palms, snorting and giggling through her tears.The shame seemed too much for my mother to bear. My wolf had submitted to Narah's overpowering aura, leaving me unable to intervene. I could feel the same submissive energy emanating from my mother. She fled the room without utteri
NARAH'S POVThe living room was profoundly silent. Eyes darted from face to face, accompanied by crooked, uneasy smiles that suggested everyone was uncomfortable and wished they could leave.Hanadin wrapped me in a warm and comforting hug. I wasn’t sure what gave me the courage to confront Luna Tauriel, though Gina's attack on Hanadin might have contributed. Deep down, I felt it was more than that.I felt like a changed person, similar to how I used to feel when I had Minisi—powerful. I felt a sense of strength and her presence within me. Perhaps she’s still with me.Kacy moved closer to James and removed something from his radiant, tangled brown hair. I was more interested in what they were discussing. I found it hard to look away from them even though Hanadin kept talking to me about what happened with Gina and me.Then, Beta Henry signalled Hanadin by waving his hand in the air and whistling at him like a dog. I thought it was a bit rude, especially because the look on Hanadin's fac
GINA'S POVToday was the day I finally gave my love away. The thought of it alone sent a shiver down my spine, and I slammed my fist on the headrest of the bed, making the frame creak in protest.“I hate my life,” I groaned sluggishly, sitting up right.Last night was f**king hell, and today was… was there anything worse than hell? If there was, you could f**king bet I was living in it. I squeezed my face at the strong stench of booze that danced particularly around me. My mouth felt parched. My tongue was sticky, tasting the lingering flavour of last night's cigarettes and alcohol, a failed attempt to drown and set my sorrows ablaze. All that alcohol doused with wolfsbane and I still couldn't get drunk. The sun filtered through the curtains, and as my eyes drifted across my room, squinting, all I could think of was how miserable my present situation was. Rufus was lying next to me. I gently stroked his fur, and he opened his eyes before shutting them again.I lazily got up from bed
NARAH’S POVMy heart was still pounding in my chest when I pulled away from Van.“I'm sorry to interrupt, but I found the gloves,” Corolla said with a knowing smirk, though her expression was vaguely flustered.I couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease settle deep within me. She was putting on a bra top, tights, and sneakers. Her red hair was tied up in a ponytail. She must have been working out with Alpha Van before I arrived.“You're not interrupting anything, Corolla,” I whispered, my breath catching in my throat.She took a step forward, her gaze never leaving mine. “I heard about your wedding. I'm sorry it went south.”I blinked, trying to steady my breath as I shook my head. “Thank you. I guess... It was for the best—”“Was it?” she interjected, her voice gentle yet firm as he stepped closer, closing the distance between us.Her scent—fruity, with a hint of something more primal—wrapped around me like a blanket, but her appearance darkened—something between concern and somethin
NARAH’S POV“I'll be going back to the Killian's estate. Sharon invited us for the pre-wedding party,” I said.“What's a pre-wedding party?” Chris asked, scrunching his nose.“Apparently, it's a party the rich throw to celebrate their upcoming wedding. Instead of a bridal shower, they're just throwing one big party,” Liora answered.“She invited you too, Liora,” I said, turning back to look at her.“Nope. No more partying for me. I'm good,” she responded, shaking her head.I agreed with her. Maybe she felt that way because she had to hide her identity and mask her aura all day just to hang out with Bryan and the others. It must be a bit challenging and draining for her, I thought. But soon enough, when the truth comes to light, she wouldn't have to hide in the shadows any longer.Chris dropped me off at the bus stop and left. As I waited for the bus, the air biting my skin, I couldn't help but feel an unease within me. I was going to see Alpha Van and possibly tell him everything—the
NARAH’S POV“Babe, who is it?” Dahlia’s voice rang out, cutting through the stillness of the room.Arthur didn't respond. He just stood still, eyes wide and staring intently at me, wondering. Then, Dahlia appeared behind him, her head tilting slightly to see past his broad frame. Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw me."Reina?" Arthur's voice echoed softly. He looked as though he were unsure if this was a dream or a nightmare and if he had seen a ghost.“Oh! Narah!” Dahlia exclaimed, her tone so full of warmth and recognition that it almost hurt.Before I could process her words, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug. My body went stiff at first, the sudden physical contact catching me off guard.I swallowed hard, my throat dry as I fought the wave of emotions that threatened to crash over me. She pulled back from the hug and turned briefly to Arthur. “It's Narah. She was the one I told you I met at the bridal shop who looks exactly like Reina.”Arthur
NARAH’S POV“What?” Zander asked, surprised.“Are you Mr. Mysterious?” I repeated, assuming he didn't hear me the first time.“No, I'm not,” he blurted out, disbelief thick in his voice. “How could you think that?”“Why wouldn't I? It seems to me that you pretended you'd never heard of the Moon Jade before you met me. You cast a fake mate bond on me, and for what?”Zander fell silent. His eyes darted away, his jaw tightening. Then, he moved closer to me, his demeanour shifting. There was an air of regret in his gaze, something I hadn’t noticed before, but it didn’t soften the storm brewing inside me.“I’m sorry I did that, Narah,” he said softly, his voice calmer now. “I didn’t mean to deceive you like that.”I stared at him, every word a new weight on my shoulders. My chest tightened as the truth hit me with full force. He wasn't denying it. I had been so foolish to believe his excuses before. So many signs, so many warning bells ringing, but I had ignored them all. He had played me
NARAH’S POVThe water ran hot, steam curling around me as I stood under the shower, letting the heat flow into my skin, washing away the remnants of the night before.Just as I tried to relax, I heard Liora’s voice scream, “Are you still going to wear that beautiful wedding dress?”I couldn't hear her properly, so I turned off the shower. “WHAT?”“The wedding dress!” she shouted. “Are you still going to put it on? Ellie is calling.”How did I forget about that? “Sure, I will. For dramatic effect,” I screamed back.“That's my girl,” Liora said, and a smile tugged at the edges of my lips.I turned on the shower again and let it all flow—my anger, my confusion, the stench or alcohol, the memories of Hendrix, Ophelia and Jenna, and the mounting pressure of everything I had just uncovered. It was all too much, yet not enough. The truth was a cruel thing, especially when you couldn’t unlearn it.But as the water ran cold, something else was there. A hollow emptiness in the space where my w
ALPHA VAN’S POV “I... I came because I—" She hesitated, clearly trying to find the right words again. Then Liam cut her short. “I invited her for my wedding tomorrow. I want her to be a part of it.” Mother nodded several times. “He's right...and I want to make it right to you, Liam, and Kacy. Especially you, Van.” The bitterness surged in me again. Make it right? Was this some pathetic excuse to ease her guilt after all these years? It was too late for that. I blamed Liam for inviting her without letting me know first. He definitely wouldn't have informed me because he knew how much I hated her, to the extent that I had prohibited anyone from talking about her. “As you can see, we're all doing just fine without you,” I said through clenched teeth. “You think a couple of tears and a half-assed apology is gonna make up for abandoning me? For abandoning us?” Liam, still oblivious to the tension in the room, stepped forward with his usual excitement. “Van, it’s Mom! You—” “No!” I
ALPHA VAN’S POV“I don’t believe Gina should be allowed to roam around freely the way she is.”I raised an eyebrow, the corner of my mouth twitching into a half-smile. “I’m pretty sure she isn’t helping much by being detained either. She insisted she didn’t help Anakiyus escape.”Not that I entirely believed Gina, but she seemed sincere. “Liars be sincere until they're caught,” Curtis chimed in, his voice a low growl at the back of my mind. “All evidence proves guilty. Guards wouldn't lie.”I dismissed his voice in my head. Briefly, I glanced at Jeremiah, feeling the familiar tension between us, but he only gave me a deadpan expression. "Besides, she's not allowed to leave the estate. So, her roaming is limited," I added, trying to push the conversation to lighter ground.Jeremiah chuckled, but it was a hollow sound. A short, fanciful laugh that made my skin crawl. “The Luna is under house arrest,” he said with an exaggerated sigh. “How will the Alpha live!”I shot him a dry look. “W
NARAH’S POVOphelia’s final memories unravelled in my mind, jagged and raw, like shards of glass cutting through my consciousness. I felt everything she had. The coldness of her rage. The weight of her grief.The relentless power that surged through her as she slaughtered the entire Pack in the woods. The rogue Kings fell before her, their blood staining the earth as they crumpled in the dirt. Hendrix was last. She had saved him for last.I could feel the moment she tore his throat open with her claws—her eyes deathly cold and unwavering as his life’s blood gushed out, and the earth drank to its own satisfaction. It was a massacre, brutal and swift.She was unstoppable. The power of the silver wolf coursing through her veins made her a force no one could withstand.But what haunted me the most was how she didn’t hesitate. She didn’t flinch as she watched Hendrix’s body slump to the ground, his blood mixing with the dirt.Ophelia’s heart was a fractured thing, but she didn’t show it. A