From my vantage point, the Luna Association urgency was palpable. An emergency meeting of the Lunas had been summoned, gathering us from far and wide. As Luna, my responsibilities extended beyond the confines of our pack, transcending borders and alliances. This call was different; it wasn't about territorial disputes or diplomatic entanglements. It was about the autistic children.The Luna Association, a beacon of hope, had been diligently working to carve out a sanctuary for those most vulnerable among us – the autistic children and the ones who had lost their parents, left adrift in a world they scarcely understood. Our hearts were bound to their well-being, their futures a shared responsibility.But the fabric of our hopes had been torn asunder by an act of malice. Rogues, those who had severed ties with the pack, had brazenly stolen our resources while we were deep in our mission. The safety of the children we had come to cherish was at stake, and so, a unanimous decision was rea
LORCAN’S POVThe weight of my responsibilities pressed heavily on my shoulders as I navigated the intricacies of leading the pack. The burden of knowledge about my wolf's condition rested solely with my beta, a secret that held the potential to shape the destiny of our pack. My hopes had centered on the mate bond, a connection that would not only provide companionship and love, but also the key to unlocking my wolf's strength.However, as time passed and the mate bond remained elusive, a sense of frustration began to gnaw at the edges of my determination. The longing for my mate, the one who could heal the rift within my soul and restore my wolf's vigor, intensified with each passing day. The weight of my own expectations felt like an anchor, dragging me down even as I strove to lead with strength.But even as my personal struggles weighed on my heart, a more ominous threat loomed on the horizon – the rising tension of an impending war. The rogues, a shadowy and unpredictable force, h
FEDORA'S POVI stood frozen outside Lorcan's office, the weight of his words settling like a heavy storm within me. The conversation that I overheard was a jarring revelation, one that threatened to shatter the fragile balance I had been trying to maintain. It was clear that they were discussing me, my role, my future, and it was a conversation that I probably shouldn't have heard. But the implications were too significant to ignore, and a sense of urgency propelled me to listen."Whether Fedora is ready for this responsibility or not, she'll have to give me a child. That's her duty," Lorcan's voice echoed in my ears, each word a painful reminder of the expectations that weighed upon me.His child? My heart skipped a beat, a whirlwind of emotions coursing through me. I had been prepared for the possibility of becoming a mother, but the lack of consent in his words struck me like a cold gust of wind. We had discussed respecting each other's boundaries, and now it seemed that a line had
FEDORA’S POVThe days that followed were a tumultuous mix of emotions and determination. The conversation I had overheard echoed in my mind, a constant reminder that I have been living a lie. I really thought that he is changing but I was wrong.A person like him can never change.But that also made me resolute in my decision – I would not let Lorcan's words define my worth, and I would prove to myself and to him that I was more than a mere vessel for his desires. But I don’t know for how long or how many times I will have to do it.The cycle of adversity was a familiar one – a constant struggle against societal norms and expectations that sought to confine and limit. I had faced similar obstacles before, and this time would be no different. I refused to be confined to a predetermined role, to be reduced to a stereotype that negated my ambitions and aspirations.This was the same in my previous pack and nothing has changes in this pack as well.With a renewed sense of purpose, I decid
FEDORA’S POVThe words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of revelations. My heart thudded loudly in my chest as Amara's whispered confession painted a portrait of a past I had never known. The connection between Melantha's sister and Lorcan, entwined with love and tragedy, unfolded before me like a tale woven by fate itself.Amara's eyes shimmered with unshed tears, a reflection of the profound sorrow that had seeped into the very fabric of the pack's history. It was a story that had remained concealed in the shadows, a secret concealed even from my mate, Lorcan. The bond that had united them went beyond mere friendship – it had bloomed into a love so fierce that it defied the bounds of time."Amara," I murmured, my voice gentle yet tinged with a blend of disbelief and understanding, "tell me everything. I want to know, truly know, the depth of this connection."Amara's lips trembled, her gaze locked onto mine as if searching for the truth within my eyes. She hesitated, torn betw
FEDORA’S POVAs I made my way back, my thoughts swirled with the weight of the revelations I had uncovered. The intricate tapestry of Lorcan's history had been unraveled, exposing the hidden threads of emotions and desires that had shaped our present. Yet, amidst the turmoil, a familiar face emerged, offering a temporary respite from the complexities that surrounded us.It was Zero, the enigmatic rogue, surrounded by a group of young wolves, their injuries a stark reminder of the dangers that lurked in the world beyond our pack's borders. Without hesitation, I joined him in his efforts, driven by a sense of purpose that extended beyond my role as Luna. As a doctor, my instinct to heal and protect surged to the forefront, and I found solace in the distraction these injured young wolves provided.The wounds we tended were physical, but beneath the surface lay a shared understanding – a silent acknowledgment of the compassion that bound us in that moment. Zero didn't glance my way, didn'
FEDORA’S POVThe moon cast a soft glow over the pack house as I searched for Lorcan, a sense of anticipation swirling within me. The hours had slipped by unnoticed, and the night had settled in, painting the world in shades of blue and silver. As I walked through the familiar corridors, his presence seemed to elude me, a puzzle piece waiting to be discovered.My steps led me to his office, the room empty and still. The lingering silence was a stark contrast to the laughter that had reached my ears, pulling me toward the source like a guiding star. Following the melodic notes of joy, I found myself in the backyard, a scene of pure happiness unfolding before me.Lorcan and Neio, their spirits entwined, were engaged in a playful game, laughter dancing on the night breeze. Neio's recovery was evident in his every movement, a testament to the healing power of time and care. My heart swelled with a mixture of relief and affection as I watched them, my worries momentarily set aside.Neio's j
FEDORA’S POVThe first rays of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. I stirred in the embrace of Lorcan's arms, a bittersweet reminder of the turmoil that had plagued our relationship. With a resigned sigh, I gently extricated myself from his hold, careful not to disturb his slumber.My heart felt heavy as I moved away, each step a silent proclamation of my determination to create space between us. The fight from the previous night lingered in the air like a stubborn cloud, a reminder of the fractures that had formed in the foundation of our bond.A quiet resolve settled within me as I got out of bed, my movements purposeful as I made my way to a separate room for a quick shower. The water cascaded over me, washing away the residue of yesterday's emotions, cleansing my spirit of the doubts and uncertainties that had taken root.Dressed and ready for the day, I paused for a moment to leave a note for Lorcan. My words were simple yet laden with a quiet s