HAILEYThe steady beep of monitors and the antiseptic smell of the pack's hospital were the first to penetrate as I stirred out of the haze of unconsciousness. My head throbbed dully, but it was the sensation of something deep, intimate, and utterly unfamiliar that summoned my consciousness."Hailey?" Ryan's voice penetrated the haze. His hand was warm, mine held in his firm clasp.I blinked, clearing my eyes to discover his face creased with worry. His green eyes were locked on mine, searching. "Ryan," I croaked, my throat dry. "What. what happened?""You lost it," he whispered, his thumb tracing the backs of my knuckles. "In the mess hall. The pack doctor had to sedate you when you wouldn't settle down." "Settle down?"You were suffering," Ryan told me, his jaw tightening. "No one knew why. I didn't know what to do."Memories flooded back—the poisoned food, the shield I'd put up around Alexia, the strange pull in my chest that I hadn't recognized then."I don't feel any pain now,"
MARISSA With its light barely powerful enough to cut through the darkness, the lone candle on the wooden table created lengthy shadows in the deserted cabin. My fingers drummed frantically against the rough wood as I leaned back in my chair. Around me, the outlaws stirred uneasily, shifting in their chairs and flitting their gaze at each other. It was a risk. However, I was prepared to accept one. For me, things aren't looking good. I yelled, "Enough," my voice cutting like a lash through the hum. "To hear your doubts, I didn't bring you oùt here to hear your excuses. You're either in or you're out. Garret, a large outlaw, hissed and flashed his yellowed teeth. "Marissa, it's not fear. It's delicate. Hailey isn't some she-wolf. We don't understand the powers she possesses. Moreover, she is currently expecting the Alpha King's pups. Do you have any clue how hot this might get for us? I yelled back, "She's weak," in a firm, icy tone. "Pregnancy weakens even the most resilient wolves. W
RYANThe sound of my fists pounding out the rhythm on the heavy bag echoed through the gym, with every strike ringing around the space. My arms and chest were slick with sweat, and every movement caused my muscles to ripple. Metal, labour, and the faint vestiges of my wolf's ancient might hung in the air. This was à therapy session for me and not training. Every jab and every uppercut was a comfort. I wasn't satisfied even though the punching bag swung wildly beneath my attack. I grabbed the chain, reshaped my stance, and attacked again. I was incited by every thought of betrayal and every gossiping rumour that Hailey was injured. My nurturing instinct expanded and became more bestial when I knew she was carrying my pups inside her. No one dares to encroach on her like my world does.The repeated battering of my fists was broken by Logan's yell, "Alpha," and I came out of my daze. Standing at the door as calmly as ever, his presence was, however, not to be ignored. "What's it?" I snar
HAILEYTwo months had passed since the Ryan shoot, but the memory of it lingered in my mind like a catchy earworm song. Every moment of that day was an unspoken vow between us—a raw, shocking connection that both of us could not escape. Now, as I strolled through one of Ryan's chain stores, I was just as much the woman that I had become: fierce, powerful, and unbreakable.Flora accompanied me, my fiery red hair cascading in waves down my back. My combat boots clattered off the marble floor, and my leather jacket fit loosely over her shoulder. She was a hurricane, unrepentant and flashy, and her brashness was catching with her own dark, dark black hair."See," I said, holding the thin black dress against my body, "I could do this. With some thigh-high boots, I'll have to be gorgeous."She laughed, running her fingers over the smooth fabric of a red dress. "They're already drooling over you, Hailey. You don't need the dress."I smiled, bending the dress over my arm. "That's true, but a
SELENA My lair smelt of magic and incense, with the sweet metallic tang of blood mingled with the scent of burning sage. My brew was churning in emerald and black hues as my kettle bubbled gently. In an attempt to find an explanation for the chaos that was developing within the supernatural community, I looked into the raging depths. Then, as though in reaction to what I was thinking, the soft knock reverberated throughout the cave. I screamed, "Enter," my voice resonating off the stone walls. With tentative feet and angry eyes, Marissa stepped inside. In contrast to her normally calm demeanour, she seemed dishevelled. She had apparent bruises on her perfect skin, and her energy had a raw edge that she was unable to hide. She said, "Selene," in a hoarse voice.I leaned back in my chair with my hands folded in my lap and said, 'Marissa. What do I owe the pleasure of your visit?' She paused, looking around the room as if anticipating a trap. 'You know why I'm here', she finally said sh
LOGANEverything was going well and fine at the packhouse; Hailey and Ryan had finally mated, making her a full-fledged queen like she was meant to be. I know she's mad, but she'd forgive our King eventually. I smiled as I remembered how he had ordered us all to our mates.It's morning, and suddenly, while making rounds, my wolf becomes unsteady emotionally. I could feel Flora grieving, and as I tried to look into it, I was mindlinked to get to the borders, rogues attacked, and my daughter was dead. I immediately crouch down and run along in my wolf form; getting there I notice Ryan, Flora and some pack members then I see the shield around Hailey, she's holding my lifeless daughter in her arms and there's a light busting from her palm into Alexia, her red hair is all over her face, her eyes electrifying then suddenly my beautiful baby girl sneezes and I collapse instantly, how she did it I don't know but she's brought my baby back to life and at this point I'm close to being hysterica
LUCYThe forest was alive with whispers, a haunting melody that wove through the trees, urging me forward. Every step felt heavier than the last, the weight of my desires and the promises I was about to make pressing down on me. My heart thundered in my chest as I approached the familiar clearing, the air thick with the scent of herbs and smoke.Selene’s lair was shrouded in darkness, an ominous glow emanating from the entrance. The witch’s power hung in the air, palpable and suffocating. I hesitated at the threshold, my hand trembling as I pushed the heavy wooden door open.How Marissa thought I'd simply sit around and watch as I lost everything I don’t know. How is it possible that now Ryan will be killed? What happens to me then? If I can have Ryan I must attain power and attain Thomas. I won't lose in everything “Selene,” I called out, my voice barely above a whisper.The room was dimly lit, the only illumination coming from the flickering flames of black candles scattered throug
ISAIAHNight fell over the grove, dark and dense. The stillness was so absolute it felt unnatural—like the world was holding its breath waiting for something to occur. I sat on the edge of the pack's sacred grove, the crescent moon casting silver streams of light in the clearing. Most would be reassured by this stillness, but not me. Peace was a stranger, and it came to me with its own sort of pain. My sight, this damn "blessing," was to protect and guide the pack. But tonight, the visions abandoned the future, dragging me into the past.Her face flashed before my mind, as it always did when the world grew too quiet. Selene.Her name came into my head like a chant, silky and sugary but weighted with grief. A blessing, a curse, and whatever you want. I shut my eyes and the recollections came spilling forward.It was a summer evening, one of those idyllic instances when day lingers around for a minute longer as if the sun is reluctant to let go. That is when I first laid eyes on her—sta
MARISSAAnd so I felt it, Hailey has birthed the triplets Alphas, Aside from her power, she gets to have those tiny creatures but I still can't understand what's happening to me, after finding Thomas and Lucy together a part of me suddenly shuts down and for the first time I don't feel any hatred towards Hailey, rather I feel a little admiration for her, her fàted match rejected her, we made her ĺife hell but she somehow survived it all.Several years ago, I was more innocent than she is right now, I was a spoilt princess who had been spoilt her whole life but I had innocence on my side, my parents were billionaires and treated everywhere as royalties but there was a little crack, my father wanted a son, not a female, by the time I graduated high school, I had returned home my dad and mom were in a heated argument "Hola Mama" Ì greeted by placing an open-mouthed kiss on her cheek and as I moved towards my dad, he raised his hand to stop meMy dad points for me to sit and so I do "Mar
HAILEYRyan launched himself upright in bed, his gold eyes blazing with panic as the sound of my scream tore through the room. "Hailey?" he said, his voice sharp with worry, already moving toward me. In an instant, he was at my side, his hands steadying me as I clutched my swollen belly."My water just broke," I gasped, trembling as another contraction ripped through me—sharp, unrelenting, and nothing like I'd imagined.His expression shifted from alarm to resolve in a heartbeat. “It’s time,” he said, his voice calm but commanding, even as the storm of emotions flickered behind his eyes. “We’ve got this.”He pulled me to my feet with surprising gentleness, his arm firm around my waist as I tried to breathe through the pain. "The medical team is on standby. I'll call them now," he said, fumbling for his phone but never loosening his grip on me."Ryan," I whispered, clinging to his arm as another contraction gripped me, stealing the air from my lungs. "It's happening so fast."You're st
HAILEYThe warmth of the lights from the studio still clung to my body as we got back to the penthouse. The photo session had been energizing, reminding me of who I used to be before royalty, prophecy, and power overtook my world.Today, however, was different.The lingering gaze of my male co-model, when his hands brushed against mine during the posed shots, had been harmless enough, but Ryan hadn't taken it that way. His blackened face and clamped jaw had told their own story yet there was nothing to be done, the shots were being rushed for a firm he'd been trying to work with for an incredibly long timeThe moment we stepped into our suite, tension radiated off him. His silence spoke more than any words ever could have."Either you're going to keep mooning around and get it out of your system, or tell me what you're thinking about," I mocked, removing my heels and lowering myself onto the soft couch.Ryan's yellow eyes snapped to mine, wolf riding just beneath the surface of his ca
MARISSA It was a stuffy night, weighing on me like an invisible, unshakable burden I couldn't shake. That once-safe room, so full of people, now felt foreign and unwelcoming. Whispers accompanied me everywhere I moved, with furtive glances. It was like everyone knew something I didn't, and that thing gnawed at my stomach.The tension had been building for weeks, the threads of my relationship with Thomas unravelling before my eyes. I had convinced myself that it was temporary, that I just needed to remind him of the way things were. But part of me knew that I was clinging to an illusion that no longer existed.The thin whisper of laughter coming from upstairs cut into my thoughts, soft and intimate in a way that sent shivers down my spine. It was Thomas. I would recognize his rich, deep laugh anywhere. But he was with someone else, a light and musical voice overlaid with a husky vibration that grated on my nerves.LUCYMy heart constricted agonizingly as I stood frozen in the corrido
LOGANThe wind bit at my skin as I stood on the ridge that overlooked the training ground. Warriors were sparring there, their oaths and the clashing of steel background to the wind that had been as much a part of my own heartbeat as anything else to me. And yet, what I saw then was not normal for me—fierce and unyielding and loyal—normally filled me with pride. But pride today was like a shadow creeping into a room filled with light.Something was wrong.I'd felt it in the wind, in Isaiah's avoidance of my gaze, in the hesitant strides that stumbled whenever the King or I approached. Isaiah was a seer, a man whose visions had guided this pack to triumph and disaster. But something was wrong with him lately, something that had replaced his calm equanimity with an unbecoming expression of fear.Fear was not a weakness; it was an illness. And in a pack like ours, it could spread faster than fire.The feeling had begun festering weeks ago, growing stronger by the day. I had tried to brus
AARONThe city's pulse pulsed at my feet, its unconquerable beat stoking mine. I stood in my penthouse, looking out over the sweeping skyline that sparkled under the light of midnight. Down there, the world was frantic, discordant, and irrelevant. I ruled it all from where I stood—the fashion empire I had built as a cover, the intricate traps I wove, the lives I controlled at will.And none of it counted. Not really.She did.Hailey Quinn.Her name was a chant that went on in my mind, a hymn that increased its urgency with each day. I had seen her first in the reports of my spies, a shadow figure wrapped in secrets and unleashed might. And then I saw her close up. All else fell into nothingness when I looked upon her for the first time. She was not just beautiful; she was goddess-like. Potent. Destined for greatness. And she would belong to me.I padded barefoot back from the window, walking across the marble floor of my penthouse suite. The inside was a reflection of the duality of m
SELENEThe darkened room was quiet, save for the crackle of the fire in the hearth. The shadows danced on the walls of stone, their shapes shifting and distorting like the specters of my past. I stared into the flames, my mind far from their heat. Tonight's burdens weighed more heavily upon me than at any point in years.I ought to be celebrating. My strength had multiplied ten times over the past twenty years, and my name was mentioned in awe and terror across the supernatural planes. But tonight, those triumphs were bitter-tasting.She filled my mind.Hailey Quinn, the Luna Queen who was meant to bring together all kingdoms, had become something I could no longer avoid. She wasn't simply pregnant with Ryan's children—she was pregnant with a new era. The prophecy of her and the triplets sent shivers down my spine. If she won, my well-laid plans would be destroyed, and all I'd accomplished would amount to nothing.But my thoughts were interrupted by a voice that caused me to shiver ev
ISAIAHNight fell over the grove, dark and dense. The stillness was so absolute it felt unnatural—like the world was holding its breath waiting for something to occur. I sat on the edge of the pack's sacred grove, the crescent moon casting silver streams of light in the clearing. Most would be reassured by this stillness, but not me. Peace was a stranger, and it came to me with its own sort of pain. My sight, this damn "blessing," was to protect and guide the pack. But tonight, the visions abandoned the future, dragging me into the past.Her face flashed before my mind, as it always did when the world grew too quiet. Selene.Her name came into my head like a chant, silky and sugary but weighted with grief. A blessing, a curse, and whatever you want. I shut my eyes and the recollections came spilling forward.It was a summer evening, one of those idyllic instances when day lingers around for a minute longer as if the sun is reluctant to let go. That is when I first laid eyes on her—sta
LUCYThe forest was alive with whispers, a haunting melody that wove through the trees, urging me forward. Every step felt heavier than the last, the weight of my desires and the promises I was about to make pressing down on me. My heart thundered in my chest as I approached the familiar clearing, the air thick with the scent of herbs and smoke.Selene’s lair was shrouded in darkness, an ominous glow emanating from the entrance. The witch’s power hung in the air, palpable and suffocating. I hesitated at the threshold, my hand trembling as I pushed the heavy wooden door open.How Marissa thought I'd simply sit around and watch as I lost everything I don’t know. How is it possible that now Ryan will be killed? What happens to me then? If I can have Ryan I must attain power and attain Thomas. I won't lose in everything “Selene,” I called out, my voice barely above a whisper.The room was dimly lit, the only illumination coming from the flickering flames of black candles scattered throug