Nathan’s POVAunt Anne went silent for a moment before speaking again. “I thought you believed she was using charms on you…”“She wasn’t!” I cut Aunt Anne off rudely.Aunt Anne raised a brow. “How do you know?” she asked, and I clenched my jaw.“Because I can feel it, Aunt. What I feel can’t be a spell. It can’t be,” I spat in pain. The love I felt in my heart couldn’t be from a spell. I was sure of it.“If that’s so, then the wooden sculpture—who did that?” Aunt Anne asked, and I lifted my gaze to look at her with confusion. It seemed she was onto something.“What are you trying to say, Aunt?” I asked, but she simply shrugged her shoulders and stood. “If you believe Benita never cast a spell on you or your mate bond, then it means she was set up. Perhaps you should start by interrogating her father, who brought the wooden sculpture in the first place.”With those words, she turned and began making her way to the door but then stopped and looked back at me.“Nathan, you can’t force so
Five years laterBenita's POV“Miss Benita, your attention is needed,” Rita, one of the caregivers, said in a panicked tone. Hurriedly, I stood to my feet and followed her. We went to the children's ward, where she led me to the bed of a two-year-old child who was convulsing. I didn’t waste time asking questions. I scooped the trembling child into my arms and sat down, cradling her against my chest. Closing my eyes, I released my healing abilities, focusing on calming the girl’s erratic movements. Slowly but surely, her convulsions subsided until they ceased entirely.“She is fine,” my wolf whispered, confirming her healing. A sigh left my lips, and I slowly pulled the child back and looked into her face to see her sleeping soundly. “She is fine,” I said to the caregiver, who had a big, bright smile on her face as she took the baby from me and laid her on the bed.I stood and watched the child sleep peacefully.I stayed for a moment, watching the girl as she slept, her small chest ri
Alpha Nathan’s POV “Alpha, it’s happening again. Her condition is getting worse,” Victoria, my mother’s personal maid, said, her voice trembling with panic. I didn’t wait another second. Rising swiftly from my chair, I rushed out of my office, my heart pounding as I raced to her room. When I arrived, I saw the healers surrounding her, their hands glowing as they channeled their powers to ease her suffering. My breath hitched at the sight of her frail form, her face contorted in pain, her body almost lifeless against the bed. I stepped closer, my legs shaky, and gently took her hand in mine. Her fingers were icy, a chilling reminder of how close she was to slipping away. “Mother, I’m here,” I whispered, leaning close to her ear. But her eyes remained shut, and the agony etched on her face made my chest tighten painfully. Tears blurred my vision as I watched the healers do their best to alleviate her pain. Their magic shimmered faintly in the dim light of the room. The energy seeme
Benita’s POV“Hi, Benita.” A familiar voice called from behind me, and I turned to see Aunt Anne standing there.“We need to talk. Follow me,” she said and didn’t wait for a response before walking toward her office.Confused, I followed her into the small room tucked away in the orphanage. She motioned for me to sit on one of the single couches. I obeyed, lowering myself hesitantly as she took the seat across from me.Curious about what was happening, I studied her face. I could tell she wasn’t looking happy. She had been away for months and had just returned, only to request to see me with such a bothered expression.“What’s wrong?” I asked cautiously, my mind instantly racing to Nathan. Did he find me? The thought sent a chill down my spine. It wasn’t fear of him that unsettled me, but the idea of seeing him again after all these years.“Tell me, Benita, how was Luna Anita to you?” Aunt Anne asked.I furrowed my brows in confusion. Why was she suddenly asking me this after all these
Benita’s POVI walked into the garden, where I met Aunt Anne having a cup of coffee as she gazed at the blooming flowers in the orphanage garden. When she noticed me approaching, she looked my way with curiosity. “I believe you are here to tell me your decision, but I want you to know that whatever you decide, I will accept it. I won’t force you to do what you don’t want to do,” I nodded and sighed, taking the seat beside her. Silence lingered between us before I finally spoke. “Where will Theo and I stay?” I asked, voicing one of the many concerns weighing on my mind. Of course, I didn’t want to stay in the mansion if I returned to the pack.“You’re forgetting I’m from there too,” Aunt Anne replied with a small smile. “My father was once the Alpha of Snow Moon Pack. I still have more than two apartments there. You and Theo can stay in one of them.”Relief washed over me, knowing at least one problem was solved. “I’ll go back with you, but Theo has to come too. I won’t leave him here
Alpha Nathan’s POV“Are you sure of your decision? What if this healer demands something outrageous?” Darius spoke in a worried tone, but I only sighed and relaxed back in my seat. When Aunt had communicated with me and told me the healer wants all her wishes granted if she is able to heal my mother, at first, I refused. Why would she make such a demand? But Aunt Anne assured me that the healer would not wish for anything audacious. She convinced me that the healer might just ask for money, a house, or lands, and that was all. Then she told me the healer would surely heal my mother and the people who were still infected—she was so sure of it. Left with no other option, I couldn’t sit and let my mother die, so I had to agree to accept all her wishes.“Alpha Nathan, you should take back your words and ask her not to come,” Darius pleaded. I could see the fear and concern in his eyes, but my mind was already made up. I was willing to take such a risk for my mother and my people. Besides,
Nathan’s POV My eyes widened as I stared at the bold little boy who had just spoken back to me. “I can’t be the son of a man who caused my mother so much pain she had to run away from him!” he spat, and my eyes widened further. Benita's grip on the boy's hand tightened, her jaw clenching as she glanced at him. “Theo, enough,” she said softly but firmly. Her tone held authority but was also layered with a mother’s love. The boy, Theo, glared at me, his face filled with anger and hate. My wolf whimpered, confused and hurt by his words, but I couldn’t tear my gaze away from him. He had my eyes. My hair. My features. My blood. “Benita,” I began, my voice trembling with a mix of emotions. Shock, pain, and desperation. “Tell me the truth. Is he… mine?” Benita straightened as she met my gaze. “It doesn’t matter, Alpha Nathan,” she said, her voice cool and detached. “I’m here to heal your mother and the infected pack members, as promised. That is all.” “It does matter!” I roared, my wo
Nathan's POVThe door suddenly pushed open, and Aunt Anne walked in. The moment she did, I furrowed my brow at her. I had numerous questions to ask her. How was she able to find Benita? Did she know Benita's whereabouts all this while? Did she know I had a son with Benita? Was she the one who helped Benita escape? All these were questions I needed answers to.“Aunt Anne, could you please watch over Theo while Alpha Nathan and I have a brief private discussion?” Benita said, and Aunt Anne nodded.“Mommy, where are you going?” Theo asked, his tone filled with concern and worry. Benita cupped his cheeks and placed kisses on them.“Don’t worry, my champ. I just want to have a word with Alpha Nathan, and once I’m done, we are leaving, okay?” she said, and I swallowed hard. The thought of her leaving was something I would not take.Theo nodded, then looked at me with resentment and anger in his eyes before turning back to Benita. “If he hits you, call for me, okay?” he said worriedly and pr
Lagertha’s POV “I have been able to see for a very long time.” I drop the bombshell, my heart pounding rapidly. For a moment, Theo stood speechless, his confused but stunned eyes on me. He was looking at me as if waiting for me to laugh and say I was joking, but I didn’t. Rather, my eyes remained focused on him. “Theo… say something.” I whispered nervously, waiting for him to explode, to yell at me for not telling him the truth sooner. But he didn’t. Rather, he just remained numb, staring right at me. I could see the confusion, the questions, and the disbelief in his eyes, But the anger I had feared? It wasn’t there. Slowly, Theo raised his hand, holding up two fingers. I didn’t need him to speak to understand what he was asking. “Two fingers.” I responded. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, his hands balling into fists at his sides. He took a step back, putting distance between us. “ When?" His voice was too calm, too measured. And that terrified me more than if he
Lila's POV Rage, like fire, exploded inside me. So this was it—this was why he wanted me! To be a fucking breeder? I, Lila Luciano, a fucking breeder! These two people had it all planned. This was why he wanted me. Not because of love. Not because of fate. Not even because he saw me as his equal. But because he wanted an heir. Because he needed me to be a fucking breeder. I clenched my fists so tightly that my nails dug into my palms, my wolf snarling inside me. My vision blurred at the edges as my anger boiled over. Morgan watched me carefully, her expression unreadable. She had said everything so calmly, as if this wasn’t the most humiliating, disgusting truth I’d ever heard in my life. I forced myself to breathe, to swallow the bitter rage inside me. "So that’s it?” My voice came out sharp, trembling with fury. “That’s the reason you’re so willing to give up? Because you can’t give him a son, so now I have to?” Morgan didn’t flinch. “It’s more than that, Lila.”
Lagertha's POV I woke up to the voice of Theo. Opening my eyes, I saw him at the window. He was wearing only a pair of boxers, his body bare, and a phone pressed to his ear. “Yes, we will be there in the next two hours,” he said to the person on the other end of the call. I furrowed my brow but remained still on the bed. “She’s still sleeping. Once she wakes up, we’ll be on our way. Just keep everything ready, and please—no mistakes.” That was when I realized he was talking to the doctor. “You have to tell him now,” my wolf urged, and I swallowed hard. I was just scared of telling him that I could still see. “Alright, thank you.” Theo ended the call, and that was when he turned around and realized I was awake. A big, bright smile spread across his face, which made me frown. Who smiles like that when they’re about to lose one of their eyes? “You’re awake.” I nodded and sat up on the bed. Theo’s smile didn’t waver as he strode toward me, his bare chest catching the so
Lagertha’s POV Finally, the pilot announced that we were landing in five minutes. Where I was in Theo’s arms, I sucked in a deep breath, but my eyes were still closed. All through the journey, I was rested in his arms. Theo didn’t move me away, not even once. It felt strange, almost unreal, to be held like this, as if I belonged there. As if he didn’t mind. The moment the plane touched the ground, a small jolt ran through my body, but Theo’s grip around me tightened slightly, steadying me. His warmth seeped into me, making it harder to pull away. “We’ve landed,” he murmured, his voice low and steady. I forced my heavy eyelids open and blinked against the light filtering through the windows. My body felt stiff from staying in one position for so long, but I wasn’t ready to move just yet. Theo finally shifted, but instead of letting me go completely, his fingers trailed down my arm before he withdrew. I swallowed, pushing down the sudden loss of his warmth. “We should get go
Lila’s POV As I stepped into the hallway, I tried to push down the heaviness settling in my chest. The guard who had spoken earlier bowed slightly and gestured toward the main hall, where Alpha Grey and his wife were waiting. My stomach twisted as I forced my feet to move, each step feeling heavier. I was scared, worried about how this would turn out, worried that Oscar would give me up, but I was not willing to give up on him. But what if this gets heated, and I am forced to be with Grey? I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. By the time I reached the main hall, my heart was racing. The moment I stepped inside, my eyes found him. Alpha Grey stood tall, his presence commanding as ever. His eyes flickered toward me the second I entered, sharp and unreadable. And beside him, his wife stood with a soft smile, her delicate hand resting on his arm. My frown deepened. Why was she smiling? Did she even know why she was here? I moved closer to them and stood before Grey a
Lila's POV “Can you please calm down?” I pleaded with Oscar, who was pacing aimlessly in his room. But he ignored me and kept pacing around. Feeling worried, I moved closer to him and held his wrist. At first, I thought he would withdraw my hand from his, but he didn’t. Rather, he turned around and faced me. Our eyes met, and I could see he was worried, but he was also angry. “For how long did you know?” he asked. His voice was calm, but I could feel the pain in it. It was as if I had betrayed him. I swallowed hard. “I’m sorry,” I whispered, searching his gaze for understanding. Oscar shook his head. “How long, Lila?” he pressed, his jaw tightening. Nervously, I bit my lip and tucked my hair behind my ear—an old habit, one I’d picked up from my mother. We both did this whenever we were nervous or shy. “Two days ago,” I responded, my voice so low that I could barely hear it, but I knew Oscar heard it. His frown deepened, and he exhaled sharply. “Two fucking days,” he growled. “
Oscar’s POV “Alpha Grey and a few men are at the border, requesting access. He says he’s here to visit the royal family,” a border guard informed me through the mind link. I frowned, wondering why Alpha Grey was paying a visit to the royal family. As far as I knew, he had no ties to them. In fact, he had never set foot in this pack before. I had only seen him once during a conference, and I was certain he had no close relationship with Theo. So why was he here now? “How many men are with him?” I asked through the mind link. “Just three,” the guard replied. I nodded. That meant it was likely a friendly visit. “Let them through,” I instructed before ending the link. Turning to the young wolves I had been training, I announced, “We’ll pause here for today.” They all bowed as I walked away. Leaving the combat grounds, I made my way to the main mansion. As I stepped into the sitting room, I found my godfather, Sir Nathan, seated with an iPad in his hands. “Godfather,” I called, cat
Theo’s POV Our luggage was packed in the trunk of the car, and every member of my family was in the living room, waiting for Mother to bring Lagertha downstairs. Last night, when Mother had told me Lagertha had accepted the transplant, I was so relieved. For once, I had been scared she wouldn’t agree, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to force her into something she didn’t want. I looked at my family, noting the worried expressions on their faces—not because they didn’t want me to give an eye to Lagertha, but because they feared complications during the surgery. I, on the other hand, wasn’t scared. This was a decision I had made, and even if there was a 70% chance of complications on my end, I would still go through with it. Soon, footsteps echoed from the stairs, and the alluring scent of Lagertha hit my nose. Her smell reached me before she did—a soothing mix of fresh honey, nutmeg, and something uniquely her. I inhaled deeply, my heart pounding as my eyes locked onto her. She
Lagertha’s POV When Ma’am Benita and I arrived in my room, neither of us spoke. We just sat on the bed, lost in our own thoughts. I, on the other hand, couldn’t stop thinking about Theo and the decision he had just made. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine he would be willing to donate one of his eyes just so I could see again. It was a sacrifice I never thought anyone would make for me—least of all Alpha Theo, the man I had believed hated me. “He loves you,” Ma’am Benita finally spoke, breaking the silence. I swallowed hard, not able to argue about it and also not able to believe it. But it was the truth. Alpha Theo loves me. Mother Agatha said it, and now Ma’am Benita was saying the same thing. She studied me with careful eyes. “What will you do now?” I looked away, my hands twisting in my lap. I didn’t know what to do. But one thing was certain—we had to tell the truth. I could see now. There was no reason for Theo to go through with the transplant. “You know we have to