Apologies for the slow and short chapters. I’m on medication and it’s really affecting my effectiveness. Not to worry I will try to update more.
Lagertha’s POV I was stunned to see Theo standing by the wall. How did he get here? Was he following me? “Alpha Theo…” I swallowed hard, unsure of what to do. I didn’t want him to spoil my plan—I had drafted this too well. Theo pushed off the wall and moved toward the door, but I quickly stepped in front of him, blocking his path. “You can’t go in, Alpha Theo. They need to talk.” I pleaded desperately. Right now, I didn’t care about myself—all I wanted was for Oscar and Lila to patch things up. Theo narrowed his eyes at me. “Lila and Oscar are in there? Did you lock them in?” I swallowed hard, searching for the right words, but before I could respond, Benson appeared. I immediately stepped away from Theo, aware of how awkward the situation looked. Benson gave us a questioning glance but chose not to comment. “Brother, you have to come now. It’s time to set the balloons up to the sky, and you have to begin the ritual,” Benson informed. Alpha Theo groaned, annoyed. It was obvious
Alpha Theo's POV A suffocating silence settled over the crowd as my confession lingered in the air, sinking into the hearts of everyone present. My gaze locked with my mother’s, and I saw the stunned, disbelieving look in her eyes. She was struggling to process what I had just said. Even I could hardly believe I had confessed in front of the entire pack—that I had openly declared Lagertha as my mate. But I didn’t regret it. If anything, I felt relieved, as if a massive weight had been lifted off my chest. Soon, murmurs arose among the pack members as they whispered in disbelief, but I ignored them all and looked at Lagertha, whose face was streaked with tears. She also looked shocked, stunned that I had said what I said. Then, Aunt Agatha stepped forward, holding several letters in her hands. “Lagertha asked me to give these to…” She hesitated before distributing them—to my family, to Oscar’s family, and finally, one to me. I turned my gaze back to Lagertha. Her eyes were open,
Alpha Theo’s POVOscar’s entire body tensed under Mother’s glare, his lips pressing into a thin line. His hands balled into fists at his sides as he hesitated, his throat working as if he were struggling with his words.“I…” He faltered, his gaze darting toward Lagertha, then to me.But I had had enough.I clenched my jaw and took a step forward, my voice ringing through the room. “I’ll tell you the truth.”All eyes turned to me. Mother’s tear-streaked face twisted in anger, and Oscar looked torn between relief and dread. But Legartha—her face was pale, her eyes wide with fear.“I was going to marry Lagertha off,” I confessed, my voice thick with guilt. “I had already picked a few men for her—strong warriors, Alphas—so she would be far away from me. That way, she wouldn’t be a distraction.”Gasps filled the room, but I didn’t stop. I had already burned everything to the ground—I might as well walk through the flames.“Oscar knew what I was doing, and he didn’t want her to end up with
Lagertha's POV “Can you see anything?” Ma’am Benita asked for what felt like the hundredth time. Her voice trembled with desperation. Fresh tears rolled down my cheeks as I slowly shook my head. “No,” I whispered It had been hours. Hours of Ma’am Benita trying every healing method she knew. Despite the darkness that consumed me, I could feel her worry, her determination to restore my sight. But nothing was working. She had chanted incantations, applied remedies, tried everything—but I still couldn’t see. The world around me remained pitch black, and I feared the darkness more than anything. “Lagertha, please stop crying. I promise you will get your sight back.” Lila tried comforting me, but it did little to ease my worry. A blindness, Ma’am Benita, a talented and renowned healer, couldn’t heal—then what hope was there that I could ever see again? I felt a hand placed on my shoulder in a comforting gesture. “Don’t worry, Theo will get to the bottom of this and find whoever that lad
Alpha Theo’s POVThe moment she realized it was me in the room, she pulled her hand away from my grip as if my touch burned her. The sight of it broke my heart, but I swallowed the pain, forcing a weak smile even though I knew she couldn’t see me.“Why are you here… where is Lila?” Lagertha asked softly, sounding surprised but also not pleased to know I was the one in the room.I took a deep breath, pushing aside the sting of her rejection. “It’s morning already. Lila went to freshen up,” I told her, keeping my voice gentle despite the tightness in my chest. “She’ll be back soon. She just left.”Lagertha hesitated, her brows furrowing. Her lips parted slightly as if she wanted to say something but then changed her mind. I noticed the way her throat bobbed when she swallowed, her fingers gripping the sheets beneath her.“You didn’t answer my first question,” she said finally. “Why are you here?”I moved closer on the bed, watching the subtle tension in her body. Even without her sight,
Lagertha’s POVIt had been two days since I lost my sight. According to Alpha Theo, Natasha, and her cousin had gone into hiding, and they were doing everything they could to find her. Meanwhile, multiple antidotes had been applied to my eyes, but none had worked—I still couldn’t see a thing.“What are you thinking?” Lila, who was seated beside me, suddenly asked when she must have noticed my quietness.I sighed. “ I'm tired, Lila. Tired of this darkness," I murmured. The exhaustion of not being able to see anything had taken its toll. I was scared, anxious—what if my sight never returned? What would happen to me then?“Lagertha,” Lila whispered, squeezing my hand. “Don’t think like that. You will see again. I believe it with all my heart. Theo is doing everything in his power to find Natasha and the right antidote. He hasn’t rested in two days. You should see him, he looks like a ghost of himself. Believe me, he would move mountains to restore your sight, even if it meant defying the
Alpha Theo’s POV “This is nonsense!” I snapped, raking a frustrated hand through my hair. The tracker I had sent to hunt down Natasha and her cousin had just informed me over the phone that they still hadn’t found her. How the hell had they not found her yet? They were some of the best trackers in the country—how could they fail to locate one woman? “Listen to me! Do whatever it takes and find that woman!” I barked before ending the call and slamming the phone onto my desk. Across from me, Oscar sat in silence, his gaze filled with concern. He sighed heavily. “No news yet?” he asked. I didn’t answer. I didn’t need to. My silence said it all. Where I was seated, I was so frustrated, pained, and feeling useless. It had been three days—three agonizing days—and Lagertha still hadn’t regained her sight. Natasha had vanished into thin air, as if she had never existed, and the antidote Mother had been using wasn’t working. I had never felt this powerless before. Every moment of
Alpha Theo’s POV “No, Mother, I can’t accept it,” I said, rejecting Mother’s suggestion without a second thought. Mother frowned and raised a brow at me. “And why won’t you accept it? This will help Lagertha. She might regain her sight there,” she pressed on, but I shook my head while my wolf howled in disapproval. “No, Mother. I’m not sending Lagertha to China—not just for a week or a few weeks, but for months! No!” Mother's frown deepened. “And why not, Theo? You know the healing process takes time. The healers there have treated a case like Lagertha’s before, and they succeeded. But it took months—months of incantations and medicine. Why are you acting like she’s running away?” I clenched my jaw, my fists tightening at my sides. “I will not send Lagertha halfway across the world for months when she needs to be here, with me.” Mother sighed, her eyes narrowing. “Theo, you're being unreasonable.” “I'm being protective,” I shot back. “Do you understand how vulnerable she will be
Lagertha’s POV A big smile spread across my face as I looked through the window, staring at the familiar trees of the pack. It was great to be back home — to be with Theo — who sat beside me, gently stroking my hair. For strange reasons, I could feel he was tense. I couldn’t explain why, but I felt it deep in my bones. Slowly, I lifted my head from his shoulder and looked up at him. Our eyes met, and he smiled. It wasn’t fake, but it wasn’t completely relaxed either. It felt like a smile laced with nerves. “Are you okay?” I asked, worry threading my voice. Theo nodded quickly. “Of course,” he said, placing an assuring kiss on my forehead — but it did nothing to ease the knot in my stomach. Something was definitely up with him. “Are you worried the pack won’t accept me?” I asked, my voice soft. Theo scoffed lightly. “What nonsense. Of course they will. They have no choice, Laggy… You are my mate, and I love you so much. My family loves you too—” Before he could finish his
Lila’s POV Oscar’s home is just a few drives away from the pack house. When we reached his home, his men stationed at each corner of his home greeted us, but we barely responded; all that was in our mind was getting to Oscar’s room. It seemed we were so eager for it. Oscar led me up the stairs and to his room. Reaching his room, we stepped in, and I took in the surroundings. Oscar's room was exactly what I had imagined—clean, simple, but with a distinct masculine charm. A faint scent of cedarwood and something uniquely him lingered in the air, making my pulse quicken. His bed was neatly made, navy sheets stretched tight across the mattress, and a soft glow from the lamp on his nightstand bathed the room in a warm hue. I stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do or say. Oscar shut the door behind us, the soft click echoing in the stillness. I turned to look at him, and he was already watching me—his gaze intense, searching, as if he were trying to figure out what I was th
Lila’s POV I checked my wristwatch and realized Oscar’s flight had arrived. Any moment now, he’d be walking out of that terminal, and just the thought made my heart race. It had only been two days since he left, but it felt like an eternity. I missed him so much it ached. I craved him—his arms around me, his lips on mine. I wanted to feel him again. God, I was horny. My wolf scoffed in me, clearly annoying me even more. Where I stood beside the car, leaning on it with my back, I stood beside the car, leaning against it with my back, trying to stay calm as I waited. Passengers began pouring out of the terminal with their luggage, and my eyes scanned the crowd, searching for him. But suddenly an intoxicating smell hit my nose. My nostrils flared. That scent. It wasn’t just intoxicating—it was maddening, wild, and warm, curling into my lungs like it belonged there. My wolf froze, then jolted forward in my mind with a snarl that shook me to my core. Mate. My body straighten
Oscar’s POV “When are you arriving… I’ll come pick you up myself,” Lila said through the mind link, and I chuckled. “Already missing me?” I teased. “Of course I am… you’ve been gone for two days. And good news—Theo and Lagertha are coming back tonight. Theo has a surprise for Lila, and Mother is helping him prepare it. I want you here before they arrive,” Lila muttered, and I smiled. I was happy with how things turned out between Lagertha and Theo. After my fight with Grey, Ma’am Benita told us the truth—that Theo and Lagertha wouldn’t be going through any surgery because Lagertha could see. They hid it from us. She explained why she did, and I understood. “So what time am I expecting to pick you up at the airport?” Lila pressed on. A smile spread across my face. “I’m on my way to the airport… so in the next four hours, I’ll be arriving in California,” I said. “Good… I will be waiting for you. Have a nice trip back, darling. I love you.” My heart fluttered. “I love you,
Theo’s POV Her “yes” hung in the air, soft and shaky, but powerful. It sealed something between us that didn’t need words. I couldn’t speak—my throat felt tight, my chest full. Everything I felt for her, everything I had been trying to hide, came pouring out all at once. I held her face in my hands and kissed her again—this time slower, deeper. I wanted to feel every second of it. She let out a soft gasp when our lips touched again. Her hands grabbed my shoulders, pulling me even closer. Her body pressed into mine like she couldn’t stand even a little space between us. She was so warm, so soft, so real. Everything about her—her smell, her voice, the feel of her skin—wrapped around me like magic I never wanted to end. I carefully lifted her from the water. Her legs wrapped around me, and her head rested on my shoulder. She was shaking, not because she was scared, but because she was waiting for what was coming. I held her tight, kissing her forehead, her temple, the side of her ear
Theo’s POV Lagertha was asleep, and I was watching her. She lay curled beneath the thick blanket, her chest rising and falling in the quiet rhythm of peace—something she hadn’t had much of lately. Something we hadn’t had. The black strands of her hair spilled across the pillow like silk, her lips slightly parted, her eyelashes fanned across her cheeks. She looked so precious. So fragile. And yet, she was the strongest person I knew. I sat in the armchair across from the bed, a blanket draped over my shoulders, but I wasn’t cold. I wasn’t tired either. I just… couldn’t stop looking at her. My heart was still too full. Too shaken. I should be angry. I was angry, in a way. But it was drowned out by everything else. The grief, the relief, the crushing ache of knowing how close I came to losing her—not just to her blindness, but to a decision I hadn’t seen coming. She had planned to leave. And I hadn’t known. If I hadn’t offered my eye… if I hadn’t said those words… she wo
Oscar's POV We left the living room and stepped into the combat grounds, where a few warriors were still training. “Everyone step back,” I commanded, and they all stopped their training, stepping back but all looking confused. I stared at Grey, who was already taking off his clothes, ready for the fight. I looked at Lila, who stood a few steps away from me. She looked terrified, worried, and in pain. Her eyes were clouded in tears. It was obvious she was so scared of me, and I understood why. Grey was a good warrior. He had gone to war and had won, and I? I hadn’t been to a war. Our pack’s strength, numbers, and especially Theo’s unmatched power had always kept war away from our doorstep. No one dared challenge us. No one even considered it. “Why are you hesitating? Having second thoughts?” Grey mocked, noticing I hadn’t started undressing while he was already down to his briefs. I ignored his taunt and reached for the buttons on my shirt, but Lila stepped forward, gently takin
Lila’s POV “So tell me, Oscar, are you willing to die for Lila?” Alpha Grey asked, his voice dripping with confidence, as if he had already won. I scowled at his arrogance. “Yes,” Oscar replied without hesitation. “Only that I won’t be the one dying.” I glanced at him with wild eyes as I frantically shook my head. “Hell no… you are not fighting,” I disagreed. Alpha Grey chuckled softly. “What’s wrong, Lila? Are you afraid I’ll kill him?” His tone was mocking, his smirk infuriating. I shot him a glare full of hatred before turning back to Oscar, who wore a deep frown. “Don’t do it… we will find other ways,” I pleaded. But Oscar shook his head. “There is no other way. This is the only way.” “No, it isn’t!” I snapped at him. “I won’t let you do it, Oscar… I won’t,” I said in a shaky voice while fear filled my entire being. It’s not that I don’t trust Oscar’s skills and abilities, it’s just that I have heard stories of this Alpha Grey. He has fought two battles and has come out v
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