ALPHA VAN'S POVDoctor June’s worried expression made my heart race even faster. “What is it, Doctor? Is Bryan’s condition worsening?” I asked, my voice tied with concern.“It’s not about Bryan’s condition, Alpha Killian,” she said, her voice low and serious. “It’s about the attack on him. We’ve found something... unusual.”My mind raced with possibilities. “What do you mean?”Doctor June hesitated before speaking. “When Bryan was rushed in here, there was a wound in his chest,”“Yes, I remember.”“Well, it’s not just a physical injury, Alpha Killian. The wound has some sort of dark magic in it.”My heart sank. “Dark magic? What do you mean?”“Bryan’s condition was better, but then, he got worse. I had to call in the famous Doctor Rowan. I explained the situation, and he agreed to come see Bryan. That's when he confirmed that an enchantment had been used in the attack.”What else was I expecting when dealing with a witch? A sudden fear of losing Bryan engulfed me once more. “I need y
NARAH'S POV The morning sun cast its yellow glow upon the estate's exquisite surroundings, creating a small rainbow over the fountain that stood majestically in front of the mansion.As usual, I was already awake, along with the other maids, getting ready for our morning routine. After cleaning Gina's bathroom and fixing her bath water, I made my way downstairs to join Abigail in cleaning the living room.The sweet aroma of freshly baked croissants, smoked salmon, and cream cheese bagels swoon around like a spell, drifting up my nose and causing me to salivate.The chief cook, Mrs Flora, was indeed good.“Can you get me a new rag from the store?” Abigail asked, cleaning the table.“Sure, I can,” I replied. I left the living room and entered the kitchen.Its spacious layout had multiple work areas. The beautiful rectangular island, made of glass and seated in the middle, also served as a fish tank. It's usually where the chefs sometimes prepare for the meals, and we use it as our casu
GINA'S POV“What are you doing here?” I asked softly, feeling the alcohol, doused in a little bit of wolfsbane, course through my veins. F**k! What was he doing in my room at this hour? I wondered “He's here for us,” My wolf Ria stated, smiling sheepishly at the man she loved. I staggered and gently settled into the plush grey couch beside the bed, cradling the glass of amber liquid in my hands and staring at him as he slowly walked up to me, a soft growl building in his chest.The soft glow of the fireplace danced jubilantly, casting a fine, warm ambiance across the room, while the flames flickered on the walls and ceiling.I took a sip of my drink, feeling the alcohol and wolfsbane mix take full effect. The tension in my head increased, and decreased simultaneously. As it fluctuated, my mind began to unwind.Ria stirred within me as he leaned close and nuzzled my ear.“What—what are you doing?” I mumbled, a pang of heat riveting within my thighs and a sense of desire within my he
NARAH'S POVI walked briskly down the hallway, my mind in a tumultuous whirl. The sight of Gina and Van together earlier was etched into my mind, replaying like a cruel, unending loop. The intimacy between them was undeniable, and while I understood their bond, it left me feeling an aching sense of isolation.I tried to shake off the feeling of sadness and focus on my tasks at hand. It rested at the back of my mind that if I didn't get them done on time, I'd get a scolding from Luna Tauriel and Gina.Why did I even care about Alpha Van and Gina? I wondered. My role was to ensure that I served her and her home, even if it meant dealing with my personal sorrows silently.The sight of the broken glass in her room had been an unwelcome reminder of the boundary I had crossed by witnessing Alpha Van going into her room last night. I had been a fool for thinking he felt something for me; for ever thinking that he could ever love…I knew the signs well enough now—Van and Gina’s love was eviden
ALPHA VAN'S POV The room was quiet, except for the gentle rustling of blue curtains as the morning sun poured in. I’d been lost in thought, wondering why Gina was elated and why Narah had that look on her face. Letting the warmth of the light chase away the shadows of my worries, the lingering weight of last night with Gina still pressed upon me–– that's why I had gone to see her this morning. But I’d tried to push that thought aside and focus on my impending meeting with Beta Solomon and Henry about the young witch. As I stood by the window, gazing out into the serene field, the gardener was mowing the field, and Kacy was walking with James. My peaceful silence was abruptly shattered by the sound of the door opening. My heart skipped a beat when I turned to find Narah standing there, her eyes wide with surprise. She seemed momentarily frozen, and I couldn’t blame her; I was quite literally in my most vulnerable state. Her reaction was immediate and involuntary, her gaze lingerin
NARAH'S POVThe day went by slowly, dragging on like a tortoise. My cheeks turned bright red whenever I reminisced about the kiss Alpha Van and I had both shared. But I refused to be pulled into his web of lies and deceit. I refused to let a man use me for his games, even though he made me feel alive.To let a strong man hold me like he did? No! I stopped myself from thinking about it any further and discarded the thoughts. At least, the only good thing that came out of the day was having to see my brother. He and the Alpha went outside for a walk.I had served him a cup of water and exchanged contacts before Alpha Van came downstairs. I kept smiling like I had just won a lottery all through the day.Still, my thoughts lingered on the kiss… and on last night between the man I loved and my sister, who had murdered me. Avoiding Alpha Van like a plague, I finally retired for the day around midnight, after helping Vanessa decorate the house for Luna Tauriel's birthday.Hanadin didn't talk
NARAH'S POV My feet pounded against the marble floor, echoing up to the high ceiling. The faces around me seemed to blur as I ran into the mansion, ignoring the ache that my body was feeling. But nothing compared to the ache I felt in my heart.What hurt the most was that I couldn't hate her. I couldn't hate my own sister. Step-sister, but still, I loved Gina, and seeing her treat me this way hurt like a knife.‘She murdered you, you dare forgive her for that?’ I heard that voice in my head tormenting me at my weakest point.I gave no reply, running as fast as I could while James and Hanadin kept calling and running after me. I went into the kitchen and bolted into the storeroom, locking it instantly as the aroma of different spices and herbs welcomed me.“Narah, open up. Please,” James yelled, banging on the door.I tried to control my ragged breaths as tears rolled down my cheeks. I repeatedly shook my head, unable to believe what I had seen. I just refused to believe it.I wasn't
NARAH'S POVWhy was Alpha Van here to see me? Suddenly, a pang of distress caught me off guard. I hastily wiped my face with the back of my hand, feeling Corolla's eyes on me the entire time. Then she stood up, stretching out her right hand to help me up.I looked at her outstretched hand; she was slimmer than I remembered, and her black long-sleeved shirt was carefully rolled up to her arm. I then looked up at her face. She gave me a small smile, and without thinking any further, I grabbed her hand, and she gently pulled me up from the floor.As I unlocked the door, my mind raced with an intense sense of worry, with instant guilt surrounding it. Hanadin and James must have called Alpha Van here since I had refused to open the door for them.Immediately, as the door swung open, Beta Bernard shot a warning glare at his daughter, who accepted his disciplinary gaze with an unapologetic grin, seemingly unfazed by the reprimand. Alpha Van was at the forefront, his eyes reflecting concern.
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
NARAH’S POV (Still trapped in Ophelia's body, Ophelia's consciousness overpowered Narah's in this chapter, meaning everything that happened occurred exactly as it did in the past) A sort of hysterical laughter surged up in my throat, and I choked it back. I couldn't believe Hendrix's betrayal. I could taste the bile that had formed at the back of my throat as anger, frustration, and severe despair coursed through my veins. Still, I said nothing, my eyes fixated on Hendrix. He stood tall and proud at the front of the Pack, the rogue Kings behind him. I didn't know what to make of the situation. I just couldn't believe it. “Hendrix, how could you?” Jenna snapped, her brows furrowing. “Shut up, witch!” ordered one of the rogue Kings. “Hendrix has told the truth to all of us. Your atrocity is a disgrace. You are an abomination.” I listened to every word, and they rang like a tolling bell, ripping my heart out. But nothing hurt more than seeing the expression on Hendrix's face.
NARAH'S POV How would I tell Ophelia? Was there even a way for me to inform her about Hendrix’s plan? History had already taken place, and there was no way that I could change it. There was no turning back the hands of time. Just as I ran out of the cottage, the weird teleportation thing happened again, and this time, I found myself plunged into darkness. No—my eyes were closed. I just had to open them. When my eyes finally opened, I noticed I was lying on a hard, rough surface—hay, scattered around the floor like a crude mattress. My body ached all over, every muscle screaming in protest. The pain was so intense that I wondered if it was the side effect of being teleported multiple times. The confusion muddied my thoughts, and I tried to push through the agony to sit up. As I struggled to rise, a jolt of pain shot through me, more intense than before, and I collapsed back into the hay. A groan slipped from my lips. What in the world had happened to me? My mind raced as I