Miss Amy was the only omega she-wolf who treated me right when I was a child. She was my mom's closest friend and had helped her throughout her pregnancy. After my mother passed away, Miss Amy became my protector, my caretaker—she gave me the love I had lost, a mother’s love. But one day, everything changed.I remember that day like the back of my hand. I was fourteen years old.There was a party at the Alpha's mansion. It was a grand event, the kind that drew all the powerful wolves from neighboring packs. I wasn’t supposed to attend. My father warned me to not show up. but I begged Miss Amy to take me. I was a curious little child. She had snuck me inside with her.The mansion was lit up like a dream, chandeliers sparkling overhead, the air filled with the scent of expensive perfumes and the sound of laughter. Everything seemed perfect, almost magical. Miss Amy told me to stay close to her, but I wandered off, drawn by the music and the sights. I had never seen anything so extravaga
Alpha Hudson's OfficeInside, the tension was thick enough to suffocate. Hudson stood behind his desk, his broad shoulders drawn taut with barely contained rage. His usually calm demeanor had been replaced by something far more dangerous. His hands, clenched into tight fists, rested on the polished wood, as though he were restraining himself from tearing through the room.The guards stood by the door stiffened as Hudson’s low growl rumbled through the air, sending a shiver down their spines. "Alpha, please, have mercy!" A rogue wolf knelt on the cold floor, trembling with fear. His head hung low, his body shaking as he begged for his life. He dared not look up as Alpha Hudson’s wrath loomed over him like a dark cloud.Hudson’s icy gaze locked onto the rogue. "You dare cross my territory, rogue?" he snarled, his voice deadly quiet. Each word was laced with venom, making it clear that mercy was the last thing on his mind. The air around him seemed to grow colder as if even the atmosphe
She placed a gentle hand on Selena’s arm, offering her reassurance."But here’s the thing Hudson might be angry, but underneath all that alpha temper, he’s your mate. He cares about you, a thoughtful gesture like this won’t make things worse."Selena bit her lip, still unsure. Her wolf, though, gave a quiet nudge, urging her forward.Betty continued with a knowing smile, "Besides, the man hasn’t eaten all day, right? I doubt he’ll be mad when you show up with something he can’t resist."Selena nodded slowly, the tension loosening a little. "I guess it’s worth a shot…""Exactly!" Betty grinned. "And if he growls, well, that’s his wolf saying ‘thank you’ in Alpha language."Selena couldn’t help but smile at Betty’s words, the humor easing some of her nerves." Siri is in the kitchen, she will help you out with things. I have to do a lot of preparation " Betty said while walking away.Ethan gave her a soft smile before saying " Well Hudson is not a picky eater. So you can make anything,
"Move in?" Selena asked, her brows furrowing in confusion. Wasn’t she already living in the pack house with Hudson?Hudson smirked, a faint hint of amusement playing at the corners of his lips. "Let me show you," he said, his deep voice softening as he stood up from his seat.Without another word, he reached out, gently grasping her hand, and pulling her up with him. The warmth of his touch sent a familiar shiver down her spine, but this time, instead of heat, it was the curiosity bubbling within her that made her heart race. She followed him silently as they left the office, stepping into the cool air.Outside, the moon lit up the pack grounds with a silver glow, creating long shadows from the tall trees that lined the path. The pack house stood behind them. They walked through a thick patch of trees, with the branches above almost blocking the moonlight. Selena could hear the soft crunch of leaves under their feet, the distant howl of a wolf, and the quiet sound of their footsteps a
As Hudson turned toward the closet, Selena’s eyes widened. A large tattoo covered his entire back, showing a fierce golden-eyed wolf—his wolf.But it wasn’t just the tattoo that made her gasp. Beneath it, hidden within the lines of ink, were scars, faint but noticeable, crisscrossing his skin. Her heart tightened as she looked closer.Without thinking, she moved toward him. Her hand trembled as she reached out, lightly tracing the tattoo with her fingertips. His skin felt warm, almost unreal, and she could feel the energy coming from him. But her focus stayed on the scars.Hudson sensed her behind him and turned around. He saw the strange, almost vulnerable look on her face.“What’s wrong?” he asked, his voice softer than usual.“You have so many scars,” Selena whispered, her voice shaking. “Does it hurt?”Hudson chuckled lightly and shook his head. “No, it doesn’t hurt. They’re old scars from fights with other packs. I got them in battles that needed to be won.” He paused for a momen
Selena got ready with Betty’s help, and as she stood in front of the mirror, she barely recognized herself. Her hair was perfectly styled, and the dress hugged her figure in all the right places, highlighting her natural beauty. She was amazed at how beautiful she looked.“I can still smell Alpha’s scent on you,” Betty teased, a mischievous grin on her face as she gave Selena’s look a final touch-up. “Seems like you had a great night.”Selena’s cheeks flushed bright red.Betty laughed, “Oh, don’t be shy. You deserve to glow after being claimed by your Mate.” Selena bit her lip, feeling a mixture of nervousness and anxiety. "I just hope I don't embarrass Alpha," she muttered. “You won’t Selena,” Betty said firmly, her tone was serious. “Just remember, you’re going there as the Luna of the Crimson Knight pack. You’re not just anyone—you’re Alpha Hudson’s strength, his better half. People will judge you, yes. There will be eyes on your every action, waiting for you to slip up. Some migh
I wanted to tell Alpha Hudson the truth, that they wouldn't be pleased to see me there. He was the only one invited, not me. But how could I say it? My throat felt tight, and the panic was rising like a tidal wave, my heart hammering so fast it felt as though it might tear free from my chest.Anxiety gripped me, filling every part of me with dread. There was a tight, uneasy feeling in my stomach like something terrible was going to happen. I didn’t want to face them, the Moonlight Pack. They were not welcoming people, and they certainly wouldn’t be pleased to see me. They wouldn’t even acknowledge my presence, only grow angrier, especially my father.The thought of seeing them, those who had stolen my happiness, my childhood, and nearly my wolf, made me want to disappear. They had shattered me in ways I still struggled to piece back together. I had worked so hard to bury those memories, but being there would force them back, reminding me of the pain I'd fought to forget.But I couldn'
Jenni's icy eyes bore into me, and she gave me a disgusted look, her lips curling into a wicked smirk.“ Who even let you in ?” she repeated, her voice louder this time, drawing the other people's attention. They turned to watch, their laughter fading into silence.I gulped, unable to speak as the words got stuck in my throat. The panic that had been building inside me started to rise. " I came with my mate, sister Jenni" “I’m here with my mate, sister Jenni,” I said, my voice shaky but determined. I refused to let Jenni see me crumble. Not here, not now.“Sister?” Jenni scoffed, her eyes flashing with disdain. “Who do you think you are calling me sister? Don’t you dare relate yourself to me? I don’t want to be associated with a pack slut.”I gasped, her cruel words hitting me like a punch. How could she call me a slut? The shock coursed through me, but I quickly steadied myself. “Sister Jenni,” I began, keeping my voice calm though my heart raced, “Do you really want to ruin the goo