Claire P.O.VThis helps you feel a bit cozier. Lady Andara handed me a steaming cup of tea.The day had gone by, but the sun still hadn't appeared. This spot is nestled at the bottom of a valley, surrounded by thick trees blocking the sunlight, but we were in a clearing that allowed us to gaze up at the sky. Still, the air was pretty chilly."Thanks a lot," I said as I took the cup from her.I don't know if this is their usual routine. Still, everyone in the camp had gathered in one spot that morning, cooking breakfast together, sitting around the campfire, and enjoying the meal they had prepared."Would you like some bread or a warm bowl of porridge for breakfast?" Lady Andara asked me again after handing me a steaming cup of tea.I shook my head. "No, I'm not hungry, but I really appreciate it.""I just hope you can eat something before your Alpha comes to get you," she said once more.I smiled, dismissing the thought. "I'm not the one he wants. There's no way he's coming for me. He
Claire P.O.VA hard slap hit my left cheek, and it stung like crazy. It was burning and hurt a lot. On top of that, I was bombarded with a torrent of curses and insults. Lucy completely embarrassed me in front of everyone who had come to get me in the middle of the woods, acting like I was some criminal who had just wrecked a Pack.Meanwhile, everyone, including Ethan, just stood there with blank faces, letting Lucy unleash her fury with all the nasty words she could think of."I can't believe you're still letting her stick around in this Pack when she hasn't done anything for us!" Lucy kept throwing those comments at me, making me feel worthless."Ethan! Why don't you just reject her? What's the point of keeping someone like her around like this?!"Everyone was taken aback by Lucy's words. Danny and the Elder, who had joined us after we returned from the forest, exchanged confused glances, clearly puzzled. But Ethan? He didn't seem bothered by what Lucy said about me."What are you j
Ethan P.O.VWhen Christopher Gale’s eyes landed on the second floor, I couldn’t help but grind my teeth in frustration. It was infuriating that that damn Alpha had managed to find her in our Pack.I shifted my position just enough to block Christopher Gale’s line of sight to Claire. I knew she was too headstrong to follow my orders, and with her being here, I figured Chen Lien was also struggling to keep her in check.“You’re being overly cautious, Alpha Ethan,” Christopher Gale said, turning his focus back to me.I thought my little maneuver had distracted him from Claire, but now he looked a bit miffed. Still, I just smiled at the guy with an inflated ego, acting like I had the upper hand. I joked, “Shouldn’t I be on my toes since I’ve got a guest from a big, powerful group like The Moon Fall Pack?”He chuckled at my compliment or somewhat cowardly vibe this time. Honestly, I was the one who suggested giving her a shot at something way bigger than she ever thought she could have. B
Ethan P.O.VBam!Christopher Gale slammed his fist on the table, clearly furious. I could see his fangs peek out when he smirked, and his eyes glowed a bright gold. His ears began to sharpen, almost like he was on the verge of becoming a wolf just because I mentioned keeping Claire for myself.“Don’t mess with me, Alpha Ethan,” he growled.The Beta and a few warriors with him looked uneasy, and I could already hear Danny’s voice in my head, suggesting he should come in.“I’ve made plenty of promises to those who can bring that woman to me, so what more do you want? Isn’t it enough that I’m offering you what we both desire?”I chuckled while hiding my face. My loud laughter echoed through the spacious room, transforming the quiet into a mix of shock and tension on everyone’s faces.“What makes you think my words are funny?” She was definitely getting riled up. I figured I might have pushed a button.“Of course it was funny, Alpha Christopher,” I replied. “Out of all the secrets no one
Ethan P.O.VI heard someone knocking on the door repeatedly from outside. Before I could say anything, she swung the door open and walked in, looking confused, her hair a bit damp and her voice shaking.“Did you want me to come here?” she asked.“What happened to your hair?” I brushed off her question and went straight for what I wanted.She was checking herself out. I realized I was mistaken; it wasn’t just her hair that was wet—some of her clothes were, too, and she casually claimed she was okay.This was really frustrating. While I was defending her like a madman in front of Christopher Gale, she was just messing around with me, using words I didn’t appreciate and wearing that annoying look that only she seemed to understand.I was getting really annoyed, so I stepped closer to her. I grabbed her damp hair, forcing her to look up and meet my gaze. Her face shifted, showing real pain, and I could hear a soft groan escape her lips.“W—what are you doing?!”“Why do you have to complic
Claire P.O.VI felt the thick white liquid melting from my pussy. Meanwhile, I no longer saw Ethan Randall in that room. Not anywhere.When I got up and lowered my legs from the bed, I found my body covered in bluish blotches, starting from my thighs and going all the way down to my collarbone. My body was so sore. It was like I had just fought a grueling battle. Not part of my body could feel; everything was numb.“Ack!”My knees felt completely weak, and I just collapsed. This is wild! What could have driven Ethan Randall to do something so terrible to me?Was it about that shady deal he struck with the Roughs? Or his bond with Chen Lien? Or was it just because I suddenly wished he would turn me down?No way, that’s the whole story. But what’s really going on? If I’m to blame, why did the Rogue Wolves take me instead of Lucy Spencer? She’s been his fiancée all along, right? So why me?I honestly didn’t have the energy to get up, so I just sat there on the floor, trying to forget tha
Ethan P.O.VMy eyes were glued to Claire and Chen Lien chatting away. It looked super fun, but I just couldn't bring myself to join in. Even though I'm tight with Chen Lien, I can't chat that closely with him without feeling like I'm lowering my self-esteem in front of them.Even though they were just a few steps away, sitting right next to my seat, I had no clue what they were actually talking about. They were laughing like they didn't even think about the trouble I went through yesterday because of what they did. No, not them, but what Claire did.I snorted, turned my face away, and focused on the clouds outside the window. It made me feel a bit better than just watching them chat."Alpha, do you need anything?" Danny suddenly asked after taking a seat in front of me."No. But tell me, are they at the transaction spot yet?""Of course, Alpha. They're already there. But before I told them we were coming, I said we'd be a few hours late because you had other stuff to handle.""Why did
Ethan P.O.VWhen we all arrived at Hongqiao Airport, just as Chen Lien said, his people were already waiting for us with a few cars parked by the runway. They looked like they'd been waiting since morning, and seeing them open the car doors as soon as I stepped off the plane made me believe that Chen Lien was someone worth considering for a long-term partnership.I took my usual spot in the back seat, followed by Claire, who sat next to me at Chen Lien's request, while he sat in the front with the driver who then drove us away from the airport.Not used to sitting next to Claire, who just stayed silent around me, I rolled down the window and lit a cigarette, letting the smoke drift partly outside and partly towards Claire, making her uncomfortable.As I was enjoying my smoke, my phone rang. I didn't recognize the number, but whoever it was, if they were calling me, it had to be business."You're a real man, Ethan Randall." The voice on the other end was raspy, chuckling, though I had
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,