NARAH'S POV “You haven't fixed my bath water, and you lost my f**king cat,” Gina snapped at me, her voice sharp as broken glass.I tried to explain calmly that she was still asleep when I arrived, and I had made sure the door was securely locked when I left, but she wouldn't give me listening ears. Frustrated, her eyes kept darting around the room, from one corner to the next, searching for her pet.Gina’s frustration was evident as she crouched, checking under the bed. She said, “I have no one to blame but you. It’s your f**king fault Rufus is gone.” She raised her head, her eyes, burning with anger, met mine. “And why the f**k are you just standing there?” she snapped. Standing up, she closed her eyes and clasped her hands together in a desperate prayer. “Rufus, my baby,” she whimpered, her voice cracking with anguish, “I will kill this maid in front of me if anything happens to you. I'll make sure this maid pays. May the moon goddess bear me witness today.”Her threat was chillin
ALPHA VAN'S POV“And what are we to have here? Alpha Van, the ruthless now turned what?” Jeremiah’s voice cut through the air, laced with sharp contempt and a hint of sarcasm.I chuckled, meeting his gaze. There was the same fierce light in his eyes that I remembered from our youth. Jeremiah had been primed to be Alpha, but had gently stepped aside, leaving me in his stead.“The prodigal son finally returned home,” I said steadily, a touch of melancholy in my voice.“And I heard that the ruthless Alpha is not so ruthless anymore, or is he?” Jeremiah’s tone was both mocking and curious, as if he were testing the waters of our old friendship.I glanced back at the distant figures inside the hall, then turned my attention back to him. Despite the tension, I couldn't suppress a genuine smile. “I've missed you,” I admitted, the words feeling heavy with unspoken history.Jeremiah stepped closer and embraced me, his frame towering over mine. There was a solidity to him that I had always admi
NARAH'S POVThe girl’s amber eyes glinted with an unsettling mix of curiosity and amusement, she said, “It took you so long to hear my call.”The music had ceased abruptly, leaving only the faint rustling of leaves and my quickened breaths filling the clearing. I asked, surprised, “What do you mean?”As she started to walk closer toward me, I stepped back and picked up a stick, holding it straight ahead like a sword, trying to warn her that I was dangerous. The scenery only made her laugh. “Is that supposed to make me steer clear?” She asked. I nodded. “Well, It’s not going to work, I assure you. I’m Liora.”I became highly alert and prepared to confront her as she extended her hand for a handshake. She didn’t appear scared and maintained her composure, continuing to offer her hand, which I dismissively rejected with a stern look.“No?” She asked. I shook my head and she shoved her hand back into the pockets of her dark hoodie.“How do you know my name?”“The night of the hunt. I saw
LIORA'S POV “Where are you coming from?” I halted abruptly, my heart pounding as though it had skipped a beat. Sneaking around had never been my forte; Anakiyus had always been one step ahead, and tonight was no different. His presence here, waiting in the shadows, confirmed he’d been searching for me. I turned slowly, my breath catching as I faced him. Nas, standing across the room, flashed an awkward smile that did little to ease the tension. “Anakiyus,” I said, forcing a polite tone, though my pulse quickened. “It’s been a pleasure meeting you, but I must be going now.” As I moved to slip past him towards my room, his voice cut through the air like a blade. “Don’t you dare make a move, young miss.” The stern command made me freeze, my hand halfway to the door leading upstairs. The flickering light from the nearby lamp cast sharp shadows across his face, highlighting the intensity in his eyes. It was as if I could almost feel the weight of Anakiyus's disapproval pressi
NARAH'S POVI yawned lightly, waking up to the gentle, rhythmic sensation of someone stroking my hair. As my eyes squinted, slowly adjusting to the brightness of the room, I saw Sharon’s beautiful face and Hanadin’s warm smile.“Hey, you’re awake,” she said softly, her voice filled with affection. She glanced back at my hair and lowered her voice saying, “Your roots are obvious. You need to retouch them.”A wave of self-consciousness washed over me. I had completely forgotten about that detail. The last time Benny had helped me with my hair, it felt like a lifetime ago. I managed a nervous smile, trying to mask my unease.Hanadin’s voice broke through my thoughts. “What were you doing out in the woods by yourself?” His concern was evident, his brow furrowed with worry.That means they didn’t see Liora. Thank goodness they didn’t. Hanadin said I’d been gone for hours yesterday, but it seemed I had only been away for a couple of minutes.I must have walked a long distance because Sharo
LIORA’S POVAfter successfully leaving the house, I got into a bus heading to Vaelothor, it was an hour drive from here. We now lived in a nearby village, safe from Van’s reach, that’s what Anakiyus had said.But ever since I discovered my connection with Narah, I’ve found myself visiting the woods at the mansion quite often, calling for her with the sound of my music. And today, I decided to go back again.I had my harmonica in my hoodie’s pocket, and was ready to call her when I arrived, hoping she’d hear and respond quicker this time. I don’t use a cell phone; Anakiyus said it’s against the rules and that we could be tracked down easily. As I approached the woods, a car drove by with Narah inside. With a mix of relief and anticipation, I hailed a taxi and instructed the driver to follow. The car stopped at a restaurant, and I saw Narah with a man and a woman.“Can you pay now?” the driver asked as I watched Narah and her companions enter the restaurant.“Sure,” I replied, reaching
NARAH’S POV “Thank you for the breakfast,” I said to Chris before stepping out of his car. “Hey, Chris, thank you so much,” said Sharon, dragging me away. Chris drove off as we waved goodbye to him. While we were walking down the driveway, I caught a fleeting glimpse of Liora hiding behind an oak tree, peeping at us.Goodness! She’s really persistent. I couldn't meet her now because I was with Sharon. We both walked into the estate. The scent of flowers filled the atmosphere; the gardener was mowing the lawn, and I could see Cindy watering the garden.“I’m sorry if I was being too nosey earlier,” Sharon apologised quickly, breaking the silence between us. “I mean, I know Doctor Rowan is super gorgeous; it doesn’t mean you guys are together or anything.”I didn’t want to hear any more of it, so I cut her abruptly and told her it was fine. She smiled and swung her arms around me playfully. As we walked into the mansion, James and Jeremiah were seated in the living room, having a disc
NARAH’S POVDon’t trust him.Those were Liora’s words to me about my brother. It didn't surprise me much that she suspected Chris also had something to hide. I knew Chris better than anyone, but after that night, the things he said really made me doubt.Just as Liora was about to speak, a loud laugh pierced the air behind us. We exchanged glances and quickly got on our heels, running in the opposite direction where we heard footsteps approaching. We both hid behind a thick cluster of trees, holding our breaths as a man and a woman stood near the stream we had just left.They didn’t notice they were not alone. I gestured for Liora to stay quiet and leaned out slightly to get a better view. The tall grasses partially obscured my sight, but I could still see their silhouettes entwined, lost in each other’s embrace.They couldn’t get enough of one another as they ravished each other in kisses.Upon hearing their loud moans and wet kisses, Liora nearly laughed but caught herself, pressing
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
NARAH'S POV “What do you mean by that?” Hendrix asked, his voice calm but edged with something darker.“Only silver wolves can use the Moon Jade. I thought everyone knew that?”“Everyone? That's in the old times,” Hendrix sneered, his gaze hardening as he leaned closer to Ophelia. His fingers dug into her arms, a subtle but firm grip that made my stomach turn. “Isn’t your mate supposed to have access to the Jade? Isn’t the Jade supposed to make me powerful enough to wipe out an entire city?”His eyes turned completely dark as he spoke. His voice became awfully sinister, sending nothing but dread through me. Looking at Ophelia, the terror in her eyes and the quivering of her lips and the way her body flinched beneath his touch, I could tell he had that same effect on her.It was terrifying to watch this man who she was to marry inflict physical pain on her, and he wasn't aware that he was hurting her. Did the Moon Jade really have that kind of power, though? To annihilate entire citi
NARAH'S POV As I stood by the edge of the woods, the wind blowing through my hair, I sighed deeply. How was I supposed to know where the girls went? I was literally in the middle of nowhere. Now, the name “nowhere zone” was beginning to make sense.Suddenly, my ears picked up the rustling of leaves behind me, and I quickly turned. A man was standing right behind me, barely three feet away. Darkness shrouded his face, making me shift back in fear.Was he staring at me? I wondered. But then I noticed that he wasn't. He couldn't even see me.He was young, handsome in a way that made him seem both dangerous and alluring. His short black hair framed a sharp face, but it was the way he looked at the empty space in front of him, where the portal had been—those deep brown eyes—that told me everything I needed to know.He was a werewolf. I could feel the wolf beneath him, restless and watching, waiting for something.Wait! Had he been hiding in the trees, watching Jenna and Ophelia before the
NARAH'S POVMy heart was pounding in my chest, and my breath came in shallow bursts. I wondered how this empty room had become a forest. The nowhere zone felt more like the “not making sense” zone.Whatever it was, it was making my skin crawl and it pricked every damn nerve. Gosh! It wasn't a good feeling.“When you learn the truth, find me and defeat me. Then you can get your wolf back,” the voice echoed, its words fading into the distance like a haunting memory.“What truth am I supposed to…”Before I could finish my statement, the door slammed shut behind me. The room was plunged into complete darkness. I couldn’t see a thing any longer. Not even my own hand when I waved it in front of my face.“Please, wait, come back,” I screamed, spinning toward the door, but realising it had vanished.Then, without warning, the lights flickered back on. But this wasn’t the soft glow of overhead bulbs. It was the natural light of the morning sun, pouring through the canopy of trees that now surr
NARAH'S POV“I'll rather take a sip,” I said, looking away from James. “I'm going to take a sip, people.”I took a cup of alcohol and downed it in one gulp, feeling the burn slide down my throat. Disappointed gasps echoed around me. They’d been waiting for me to finally do a dare, to break out of my shell, but this—this wasn’t what they had in mind.“You’re getting married tomorrow, Narah,” Kacy teased, laughing. “Have fun now, while you still can.”“I knew she wouldn’t kiss him,” Sharon murmured, resting her head on my shoulder, her voice tinged with something like pity or amusement.I thought I saw the lights flickering—then they went off, only to instantly turn back on. I looked at James, his expression unreadable for a moment before he forced a smile— awkward, and tight as if he were hiding a pain only he could feel.My heart twisted.“I can't kiss a married woman. She's married already,” James said.“That's tomorrow, dude. She's not married until tomorrow,” Isolde quickly added.