Claire P.O.VI pushed Ethan away from me, and it felt like I was trying to move a massive tree—heavy and totally zapping my energy."Can you just back off a bit?""Why should I?""Because you're giving off way too many pheromones. It's like drowning in a bucket of perfume I'm not a fan of." I explained.I even took a few steps back to keep his scent from mixing with Lucy's. I don't hate his pheromones since he's my mate, but how they blend with She-Wolf's scent is just not cool for us.The mixed scent hit me hard, and I had to swallow. It was really uncomfortable to keep breathing it in. I even turned my face away from Ethan, secretly hoping he'd get mad and just walk away."Are you with Lucy? Why are you still here? Go meet her." I spun around, trying to shake off this guy who was way too hard to resist.No way. I could say no. I'd probably do it when I realized there was no reason for me to stick around with him, even if the moon goddess had other plans for us. The strength of our b
Claire P.O.V"What are you up to over there?" Ethan asked, looking pretty annoyed.I could see the frustration and irritation written all over his face. It felt like he had come here just to take it out on me. But honestly, I didn't want to let it bother me.He stepped closer, and I noticed he looked more put together that afternoon. Like Chen Lien mentioned, Ethan and I had been busy with something outside.His long black coat fluttered a bit as he moved. I wasn't sure when he started wearing it, but I could still see his cologne mixed with Lucy's scent.Sure thing! No one could break their bond, especially with all those pheromones flying around when they were together."Are you trying to make a run for it?" he asked, just a short distance away.What was that all about? If I really wanted to, I might have pulled a Chen Lien and jumped out the window. But here I was, stuck in this situation, not wanting to make things worse."If I wanted to leave, why are you still here with me?" Eth
Claire P.O.VI shoved Ethan back hard enough that he slammed against the bathroom wall. He looked pretty upset, but I wasn't about to let him keep holding onto me like he had any control over the situation."How could you do this to me?""Just get out! Didn't you get what you came for?" I shot back, feeling furious.After that, I jumped in the shower and sprayed water all over him, soaking and making him even angrier. I noticed Ethan trying to inch closer, but the water I directed at him felt like my shield. I could still back away a bit until he finally gave up.He shot me a sharp look, and for a moment, the guy just froze, then suddenly yanked the shower from my hands. I was terrified, thinking Ethan might lash out at me for what I did, but instead, he just gripped the shower with this icy stare before tossing it to the floor."I'll be waiting for you downstairs in twenty minutes." He said that and then walked out.Watching him storm off, soaked and furious, I felt guilt. But I'd be
Ethan P.O.VI stood up and said, "I don't think this chat is going anywhere anymore."There was still a lot of food left on my plate, but I chose to get up from the table. The longer I stayed, the more pointless my talk with Chen Lien felt."Alpha,"Called out an old man named Ethan as he stepped out of the dining room.Ethan glanced back at the elderly man seated with us at the table. It was Elder Elvis, a pretty impressive figure as long as he held his position. Elvis hardly ever paid attention to my business or anything else, for that matter.But look at him now. He called my name without even glancing at me."What do you need, El?""She's your destined mate, right?""What do you want?""Your job is to protect her, but trying to mould her into what you want will drive you crazy. So, quit being unfair and figure out who you'll make Luna in this Pack.""What does that even mean? Am I not the top candidate for Luna in this Pack? Why are you still doubting what's obvious?" Lucy shot ba
Claire P.O.VI looked up when I heard Ethan's voice from above. I thought I'd slipped away unnoticed, but I was totally wrong. There he was, standing on the balcony over the garden, giving us that same annoying, condescending look he always has.While I sat there in silence, the Elder, an old lady, got up. She bowed her frail body and smiled as she greeted him. Honestly, I don't want to be like her because Ethan is more of a jerk than a true Alpha."Why are you here, Alpha?" Octa asked, sounding all polite and friendly."Don't make me repeat myself, Octa."Octa grinned, "Is it a problem that I'm here?""No one asked for your input. Go to your room, and you too, Claire Halle," Ethan commanded again.I was the one who held back from responding to Ethan, and it turned into a whole argument. So, I sighed, got up, and touched Octa's shoulder. With a smile, I said,"Come on inside. The Alpha has given his orders." Octa smiled back at me.But just as I was about to pull Octa up, that Old Lady
Ethan P.O.VI let out a growl when that damn Rouge Wolf bit my hand hard. I really shouldn't have dropped my guard. Claire screamed when it happened, and I could see she was ready to fight back, but I quickly told her to stay behind me.I thought that those pesky Rouge Wolves would back off if I stood up to him since they knew who I was. Turns out, I was totally wrong. When I tried to push them away, I looked like a total loser in front of this Luna I didn't want to acknowledge.These guys are part of the Rouge Wolf pack that hangs out deep in the mountains behind the forest. Our housepack is right on the edge of their hunting grounds. You'd think they'd back off when they realized I was the Alpha, but instead, they just got even more aggressive.Ten years ago, I clashed with their leader over territory expansion. They were furious, and ever since, they've been hell-bent on reclaiming what they lost, pulling stunts like this occasionally. Right before the full moon, they have this rit
Claire P.O.VNo! No! No! This can't be real! Why isn't anyone from Ethan's Pack coming to my rescue? What are they thinking?! I'm going to die for sure; they're going to end me.My head is spinning. This Rogue Wolf has me wrapped up, hauling me around like I'm just some lifeless thing, weaving through the massive trees in front of us. But once we hit the thick brush, there's no way out for me.I yelled so many times as they charged through the tall grass and thorny bushes. I tried to shield my face with my hands, but it didn't help. I still ended up getting scratched. The thorns dug into me, ripped my clothes a bit, and made me bleed, leaving me grimacing in pain. If I had known how to defend myself, I would've fought back and run for it."Arrgh! Noooo!!!" I let out a scream when we reached the edge of the cliff. No doubt about it, the Rogue Wolf leapt up, followed closely by the other Wolf behind him.This is insane! It felt like I was staring death in the face. They jumped off a re
Claire P.O.VThe woman took care of the cut on my elbow and a few other bruises I had. I still didn't know her name, but I could feel her kindness; it made me forget I was in a challenging situation."It's not the typical hospital stuff, but I promise you, the remedies we use here will help you heal way faster than what you'd get there," she said, her expression steady and reassuring.Once everyone was patched up, we sat by a cosy bonfire, enjoying drinks. The warmth wrapped around us as we chatted quietly, trying not to disturb those who had drifted off to sleep."This is surprising, isn't it?""Yea—sorry?""You watched us attack Alpha Ethan's packhouse, causing chaos and taking out some Warriors. But we just chilled by the campfire, looking all good, even after what went down."I nodded slightly, feeling what was being said."Yeah, I get it. You probably think we're all just a bunch of weirdos with dreams about things we shouldn't be fighting over since we're Rogue Wolves with no la
Ethan’s P.O.VThe night sky was pitch-black, heavy clouds looming overhead like a bad omen. Ethan stood at the edge of the forest, his sharp gaze scanning the terrain ahead. Beside him were his Warriors—fearless men and women who’d follow him to hell and back. They all knew tonight's mission was a gamble, but their loyalty to Ethan, their leader, outweighed the fear creeping up their spines.“We hit ‘em head-on. No mercy,” Ethan's voice rang out, solid as steel. The Warriors responded with synchronized nods, ready to roll.Up north, Malvic Stalon, Alpha of the Lycans, awaited the signal. In the dead silence, the towering Lycans stood in their full forms—living, breathing war machines. Muscles rippled under thick hides; claws and razor-sharp fangs gleamed as the fractured moonlight kissed their lethal silhouettes.“This is it. We crush the Moon Fall Pack!” Malvic’s voice thundered, icy and deadly.No way were they giving Christopher Gale’s lackeys a free pass. Didn’t matter if those wo
Ethan’s P.O.V“You can’t do that!” I yelled, my voice loud enough to make him stop. “Even if you’ve heard that I never wanted her as my Luna, she’s still my Luna, no matter what.”“Oh, you’re pretty greedy for someone so young.” he said with his smirk.“What?!”“I’ve been there too. Chasing my wild ambitions, building my empire over other races. I was strong, way smarter than you werewolves, but the more I realized I couldn’t do everything I wanted because of limits, the less I wanted it. Maybe you should start thinking the same.”“But she’s my Luna!” I shouted to him.“And she’s the next Alpha of this Pack.” He shot back, his tone sharp, emotions barely held in check. “Even though you’re fated mates, there’s no personal bond between you two. So, when this is over, you can go back to your life, and I’ll take responsibility for hers.”What the hell? Hearing him say all this infuriating stuff, I couldn’t even muster a single word in response. It felt like I was being crushed into useles
Ethan's P.O.VMalvic Stalon—the Alpha of the Lycans from the North. This is seriously something else. How could the elders in this Pack pull off something like this? I mean, from the North to this Pack is a crazy long distance, at least two days’ journey. And during all that time, the warriors and all the loyalists guarding Christopher Gale’s mansion didn’t catch wind of his arrival? That’s just nuts. No way that’s possible.Even if the warriors were as oblivious as a brick wall, ignoring the presence of another species within the Pack is not something any of us would take lightly.And let’s be real, Werewolves and Lycans are like oil and water—silent enemies. There’s no official declaration of hatred between us, but Lycans and their “holier-than-thou” attitude make us Werewolves sick. That arrogance fuels our endless animosity—a beef with no expiration date.What’s more, everyone pretty much knows about the Northern Lycans’ beef with Christopher Gale. Rumor has it the fake Alpha snat
Ethan's P.O.VAfter patching up some wounds and catching our breath for a bit, we took off, trailing Andara Spectra up a hill near the ridges surrounding The Moon Fall Pack. The old lady—once part of the Elders from that big Pack—claimed she’d be performing a summoning there, saying an Elder resided in that area, only showing up at the Pack when Christopher Gale called for meetings. I probably should’ve been more suspicious about this, but Andara Spectra wasn’t giving off any shady vibes. Even Chen Lien, who had a nose for deception, didn’t pick up on anything sketchy from the old woman. So, we figured we might as well follow her lead. The spot was a bit of a hike, tucked into the forest. But when we got there, we saw a small cabin, and from it, we had a clear view of Christopher Gale’s fancy-ass mansion. I’d been there once before—back when we first struck this deal. The negotiations started off smooth, but the second I found out that the person I was supposed to capture in exchan
Claire’s P.O.VI couldn’t freaking believe what was right in front of me. It was Sister Alberta and the orphanage kids—the only family I ever knew, the people I thought were dead. But they weren’t. They were alive, trapped behind metal bars in some dark, cold room inside the ridiculously lavish mansion of Christopher Gale. That fake-ass Alpha. I had spent years believing he had slaughtered my family, only to find out the bastard had been keeping them hidden, away from me. Why? Just to break me. Just to see me drown in despair. My eyes locked onto Sister Alberta, her frail figure seated in a wheelchair, being pushed closer by Sister Annabella so our hands could touch through the bars. I couldn’t hold back my tears anymore. The kids were wailing, their cries echoing in the room, filled with fear, hopelessness, and a longing that cut deep into my soul. Her wrinkled hand reached out to me, trembling, desperate. I tried to do the same, but before I could, Christopher Gale yanked my w
Following Chen Lien's directions, I quickly asked my warriors to prep the plane. We're flying over to The Moon Fall Pack to pick up Claire.Therefore, I decided to head back to my Pack, personally imprison Lucy, and request the Elders to immediately integrate Sir Torrance's Pack into The Silver Fire Pack. I didn’t want to waste time and effort doing it another day.Upon arriving at my Pack, I was greeted by Andara Spectra, the former Elder of The Moon Fall Pack.Andara informed me that neither she nor Octa found anything on the escape route that Lucy Torrance created to facilitate Christopher Gale's plans. She even requested some guards to plant explosives on that route to destroy it, ensuring no one could use it in the future.Honestly, I liked that decision because, aside from having Octa with her, I also noticed that Andara's skills as an Elder were still top-notch. Her intuition remained sharp, and she was still wise. It showed when she made the Rogue Wolves in that forest much mo
Claire’s P.O.VRight in front of me stood a massive, jaw-dropping mansion. Almost the entire exterior was made of marble, making it look ridiculously solid, like, no way could even a thousand of the strongest wolf fangs take this thing down. I’d only ever seen a packhouse twice in my life, one of them being Ethan’s. And yeah, that one was impressive, but this? This mansion blew Ethan’s out of the water. Way more majestic, sturdier… or maybe just eerily quieter. “Why are you just standing there? Go on, step inside. After all, this mansion was yours to begin with.” Christopher Gale spoke like he was offering some grand, heartfelt welcome, like I was supposed to be grateful or something. Wait, what did he just say? Mine to begin with? Had I actually lived in a place like this before I became an orphan and was raised by the nuns at the convent? Why did his words sound so sweet and yet cut so deep at the same time? Is this just how he is? Showering his soon-to-be victims with compliment
Ethan’s P.O.VBlood pooled on the ground, mixing with the ash and dust of the ruins. The night air reeked of burning flesh, agonized screams, and the final gasps of those foolish enough to resist. A pack that once stood proud under Alpha Torrance’s rule. Now reduced to rubble and corpses. If only the civilians had just stayed put and watched, maybe they wouldn’t have died such meaningless deaths. Wasn’t that exactly what I ordered after letting my warriors unleash absolute carnage on this pack? Pathetic. A damn shame to witness, but even more frustrating to remember. Because no matter how much I hate to admit it, this pack had once meant something to me—to all of us. But their heir—Lucy Torrance, decided to play traitor. And that? That, I could never let slide. I stood amidst the chaos, my breath ragged, heart still pounding with adrenaline coursing through my veins. My hands were coated in blood some of it belonged to my enemies, some to those stupid enough to stand in my way to
Claire's P.O.V This was one hell of a long journey—way longer than I ever could’ve imagined. When Ethan took me from my old Pack to the Silver Fire Pack, he had us fly in a private jet, cutting the travel time short. But this bastard? He was dragging me through an endless nightmare. I had no clue where the hell this so-called Moon Fall Pack was, but he kept driving, twisting and turning like he was deliberately trying to confuse me. For the rest of the trip, I didn’t say a damn word to Christopher Gale. He did the same—silent, no small talk, nothing. Honestly, that was probably for the best. If we had talked, all I would’ve gotten from him was a bunch of sarcastic bullshit. The car had been speeding down this pitch-black, deserted road for about two hours now. There wasn’t a single streetlight, not even the faintest glow outside the window. Just pure, suffocating darkness. It was like we had left civilization behind and were driving straight into some forsaken void. But then,