Claire P.O.VI should've known what to do with the offer from Christopher Gale. I'm not good at making decisions, but I also need to learn something about Christopher Gale and Ethan.But asking Ethan or Chen Lien directly feels like a conversation with my demise. Where else could I get information about this guy if not from Ethan or Chen Lien?I stared at Ethan, who hadn't moved an inch from his seat. This was rare, considering that during our trip to Shanghai a while back, Ethan was too busy to sit for even a minute at the villa, especially after our night market adventure. I spent more time with Chen Lien. But now, Chen Lien was nowhere to be seen.Since we returned to The Silver Fire Packhouse, my movements were restricted by Lucy Torrance's presence. Not because of her presence but because I didn't want to cause any drama with Ethan's fiancée.And the entire day after returning to the Silver Fire Pack, I holed up in my room, avoiding everyone, especially Lucy, who was always looki
Claire P.O.V"Why'd you bring me along?""You've asked this more than five times. Is it that interesting to keep asking?""There are a lot of inconsistencies in your reasons for bringing me. But it doesn't sound too bad if Lady Torrance isn't at the packhouse for a while like you said."Ethan was affected by my words. He glanced at me with a sharp look that should have scared me as usual, but I tried not to be influenced this time. So I looked at him as if I was never afraid of him."You're too bold to speak like that in front of me, Lady Halle.""For the first time, you call me that. Does it feel like we're someone who knows each other in an honourable condition? Oh, of course not. You raped me on the second day we met, and you are the only one responsible for me right now.""Why should I do that?" he asked.I should have answered immediately. But instead, I just rolled my eyes, looking out the window, showing a cityscape I didn't recognize. The Philippines, a country that seemed lik
Claire P.O.VDanny has been the Beta and Ethan Randall's right-hand man for nearly two decades. It's quite the perk for Danny; besides being the Beta, he knows the ins and outs of the money-printing business owned by the Alpha, the ruler of The Silver Fire Pack.Danny didn't answer my question immediately. He just stared at me with his light brown eyes—warm and bright colours, especially in the summer."Is it because the Alpha already has a fiancée that this is bugging you?"Finally, he replied. Even though it wasn't what I wanted to hear, it was impressive because Danny responded to my seemingly dumb question."Isn't that obvious?" I shot back. "If you're guarding someone who isn't your Luna, it's a waste of your time 'cause you're serving a stranger who will never be tied to your Pack.""Why do you think that? Isn't that the reason Alpha Ethan lets me be here? Is it because he's trying to keep you around? So—""Keep me around for what?" I cut him off. "Even the people I loved are no
Claire's P.O.VI've been waiting for Ethan Randall for almost thirty minutes now, with no clue what he's up to behind that worn-out wooden door.Propping up my chin, I yawn a few times, feeling bored. This place feels alien to me. Plus, all these strangers keep glancing at me, judging me with their eyes, acting like I don't belong there.I didn't plan on staying long, but I had no choice. I can't even talk to Danny, who's making sure I don't say anything about Christopher Gale. Because of that, I can't interrogate anyone.I scan the room, leaning on my chin. Nothing interesting, just a bunch of people giving me dirty looks. It feels like they're about to eat me alive."When are they gonna be done?" I ask Danny, who's still eyeing me suspiciously.Is he scared I'll talk about Christopher Gale? If that's the case, I think Christopher Gale has something I need to know. It's absurd for a fake Alpha like him to run a pack as big as The Moon Fall Pack.Of course, there is no way a fake Alph
Ethan's P.O.V"Something's off with Claire. I'll leave her with you, Danny. I'll be watching you guys from a distance." That's what I told Danny before handing my black card to Claire. At first, I didn't care if Claire got dragged by Christopher Gale or not, but now, knowing my feelings for her have changed, I'm rethinking handing her over to that fake Alpha.They've been roaming the city for half an hour, but I haven't received any reports from Danny, which worries me. Since Claire's first encounter with Christopher Gale, the man has shown a murderous intent, as if he wouldn't let anyone touch his long-targeted prey.Of course, Christopher Gale's hunt is a life-or-death matter because Claire is the last descendant of the former Alpha of The Moon Fall Pack. Ensuring Claire's death is his final goal for eternal power. But as long as I'm alive, I'll make sure Christopher Gale can't touch my Luna."What am I even doing?" I muttered, covering my face with the back of my hand. I was alone
Ethan's P.O.VFrankruurte Restaurant is a famous spot in this city. It's a fancy place that anyone would recognize just from the name. But I asked Christopher Gale to meet me there in an hour because I wanted to get ready, put on my expensive suit, or make a reservation with their gourmet menu.No. That's not what I planned at all. The main reason for stalling the meeting was to ensure Danny took Claire as far as possible. The closer we got to that fake Alpha, the higher the chance that bastard would nab Claire.Moreover, what exactly did Christopher Gale teach his Wolves Warriors that made them lack basic manners toward me, an Alpha? Is it because they have immense confidence from being part of the powerful Moon Fall Pack that they think they can treat me, another Alpha of a big Pack, with such disrespect?"If they don't have that fear, then I'll be the one to instil it in them," I muttered as I continued driving.My phone rang again. It was Danny. I quickly answered, and Danny told
Claire's P.O.V"You can rest here for a bit," Danny said after showing me a room."For a bit? Are we heading back to the packhouse?" I asked him."Nope, we're staying here till morning. Alpha Ethan will meet and take us to another place—a plantation.""A plantation? What's that about?""You'll find out tomorrow. We'll be on guard while you rest. Good night, Lady Halle." Danny closed the door.It was a huge room, similar to the one Ethan gave me at the packhouse, but instead of a garden view, I saw the city's glittering lights. Yet, one thing remained—the silence.Why did Ethan bring me here if he was just gonna leave me alone? Honestly, I caught Christopher Gale's men watching and tailing us all day.Danny and the Warriors might not have noticed, but I did. Their scent was different from Ethan's wolves and any other wolves here. It felt familiar yet strange, much like Ethan's scent.Time kept ticking, but I couldn't sleep. My mind was of Christopher Gale, as if he wouldn't leave me al
Ethan P.O.V"Revenge? Do you think you can do it?" I asked.I thought she would panic, change the subject and not want to discuss it anymore when I asked about it. Still, far from my imagination, Claire seemed to be serious about what she had just said. What was it, revenge?I climbed over her again, looked at her intensely and touched her face. I almost lost control of myself just from looking at her face."Look at this, this face is not a capable of doing something that cruel, don't you think that what you're thinking will be bad for you?""You always tease me in a way that I don't like," I pushed Ethan's body away. Still, when I was about to turn around, he pulled my waist, gripping it, making me unable to break away."You're always resisting and running away, that's why I'm being rude to you." Ethan's words sounded like sulking. So I put my index finger on his forehead, pushing him slightly as I said,"All you have in your head is sex, nothing good comes to me when I do it with yo
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,