CHAPTER 103: Never ShieldPyra’s POVI sat behind my desk, slowly rolling the chair from side to side, the weight of my responsibilities pressing down on me, though it was nothing compared to the weight of the life stirring within me. I rested a hand on my rounded belly, feeling another strong kick that made me flinch.“Alright, little ones,” I murmured with a small smile. These little ones are kicking the sense out of me. “I get it, you’re impatient, but just a little while. Let Mommy breathe a little.” They have been restless for days now, kicking hard into my bladder, which made me constantly urinate, but Veronica said it was normal. It was surreal to think how much had changed in almost six months. Six months ago, I was no one—an omega, a runaway washed up on the shore, a rogue with no pack, no family. Now, I was the Queen of Alphas, carrying triplets and ruling over the very wolves who once doubted me. Fate had twisted my path in ways I could never have predicted.I shook my hea
CHAPTER 104: The Money TalkLuna Elodie's POV:I packed the scant evidence from Blackthorn’s chambers, my hands trembling as I forced myself to breathe steadily, locking the drawer. If this was well hidden by Blackthorn, it meant it was never meant to see the light of day. Once the room was locked behind me, I hurried down the dimly lit corridor, the eerie silence pressing on my senses as I listened for any sign that I was being watched or followed. My chambers felt like a sanctuary when I finally reached them, though my nerves were taut. Immediately, I reached for my bed, sliding the evidence beneath my pillow as I adjusted the silk coverlet just as the door swung open.I veered around in shock, seeing Maverick standing there, his piercing eyes scanning the room. “M-Maverick,” I stammered, forcing calm into my voice as I folded my hands around my chest. “To what do I owe this visit?”He stepped further inside, his gaze narrowing. “What are you doing, mother? Where have you been?”
CHAPTER 105: Queen Of Alphas Maverick’s POV:“Are you sure this newly crowned Alpha is not Luna Verona herself?” One of the ministers questioned, his words receiving nods and repose of murmurs from the ministers sitting around the table in the meeting room. “If the rumors we heard were correct, it was a female and not a male that was crowned and took the oath of leadership.”Another Minister pitched in, adjusting his spectacles. “I believe what our esteemed Minister says to be true. There is no limit to what Luna Verona FireHeart could do to maintain power within her grasp. For all we know, this might be another one of her plays.”The air grew dense as Scott, the Whisperer, and second-hand to late minister Blackthorn, lifted his hand as if asking for permission to speak. I nodded, granting him. “Gentlemen,” Scott began, his voice smooth and calculated, “If I may. I had stayed in the FireHeart pack as a spy and whisperer for quite some time before I was called back here. From what I
CHAPTER 106: The She-AlphaMaverick’s POV: The way to the FireHeart pack was quiet and filled with tension. No one dared to speak, nor even breathe too loud, afraid of shattering the fragile peace. I sat in the backseat of the SUV, my mind far away as I stared at the passing trees, thinking of everything and nothing in particular. My escort wasn’t much. I let Derick stay in control of the pack, overseeing pack affairs until I got back, while Natalie, Scott, a few Ministers, and guards followed me, separated by individual cars. “No matter how much I think and rehearse the conversation I would have with the Alpha of FireHeart pack, I just don’t seem to get it. How would I relate with someone I barely even know?” I finally spoke about the major conflict that has plagued my mind, my eyes shifting from the moving road and towards Scott who sat in the front seat beside the driver. “Discussing diplomatic issues with a lady, it’s weird.”Natalie, who sat beside me turned to glare at me, h
CHAPTER 107: Face-off MAVERICK’S POV:“You stand before Her Royal Majesty, the protector of the Lunaria, protector of the world of beast and humans, the daughter of Alpha Xavier FireHeart and Luna Verona FireHeart, the true bearer of the Crimson bloodline that binds the ancient wolves to the heart of the moon itself, the Queen of the realm, and the Alpha of Alphas; Alpha Rhaella FireHeart!”The words of the priest echoed through the vast, stone hall of the crimson throne room. My throat tightened as I stood frozen, my gaze fixed on her protruding stomach. I had expected many things upon entering the FireHeart borders yet, nothing prepared me for this sight that shocked me to the core. The priest continued, “Bow to your Queen.”I was in too much shock to move an inch, only when Natalie’s hand grasped mine, forcing me to one knee, did I tear my gaze away from her. How’s this possible?What’s going on?Is this a joke? It couldn’t be. My eyes aren’t deceiving me, or is it?Pyra?I dar
CHAPTER 108: The HurtPyra’s POVI entered my chambers, slamming the door hard against the wall as the strength of the impact caused the ground to shake, but I didn’t care. My hands trembled, not from fear, but with the raw anger that boiled inside of me, one that had been building ever since Maverick entered my throne room, bringing that…Bringing her. I sat on the bed, breathing hard as I gritted my teeth. He was here, and he dared bring that vile woman into my kingdom, into my presence, and flaunt her as his Luna. Sitting wasn’t helping and I stood up and began pacing as my heart pounded in my chest. Maverick and Natalie. The very thought of them being together made my blood boil. After everything he’s done, after rejecting me, after that bitch tried to kill me, he dared to show up like this? With that witch by his side, even dared to claim to be his mate. “Arghh,” I screamed, angrily throwing the glass of wine against the large mirror. The mirror shattered under the pressure a
CHAPTER 109: Whiskey Third person’s POV: Back at the RedClaw pack, Alpha Duncan sat on a chair, his face squeezed as he took another sip of his wine. The smell of antiseptic didn't bother him, for he has gotten used to it since most of his time was spent here. “Everything needs to be perfect and in motion,” he said to himself, despite his pack suffering due to most of the resources having been spent on the experiment and project. The RedClaw pack is now a shadow of its former glory, and all due to their Alpha’s quest for power. Even the Minister of External Affairs from the great FireHeart pack had extended concerns to the RedClaw pack concerning their lack of resources, but Alpha Duncan has ignored all their messages, for he knew the great benefits his experiment would behold. “Those bastards won’t let me be. This is the fucking sacrifice I had to give for greatness,” Duncan muttered to himself, drowning in another bottle of whisky. He stared at the now half-empty bottle of wh
CHAPTER 110: The Queen And The Alpha Maverick’s POVI stood frozen, the weight of her command rendering me unable to move, unable to speak as I watched the fury blaze in her eyes. Pyra—no, Rhaella—had every right to be angry, but the weight of her stare made my chest tighten like a vice.“I know you hate me now,” I finally managed, my voice low, dangerously close to breaking. I took a step closer, desperate to close the thick chasm between us, but she moved back instantly, her movements sharp and unyielding.I took another step closer and she took a simultaneous one backward. “Don’t come close, Alpha. Stay the fuck away from me.” Her hands shot up, trembling but resolute, a barrier I dared not cross. “Stay as far away from me as possible.”Her defiance stung. I could feel the anger and hatred coming from her and it did nothing to my throbbing heart. I knew I shouldn’t push her further, not now. Not when she was standing here, alive, after I thought I’d lost her forever.“Pyra… Rhael
CHAPTER 142: Rose Bouquet Pyra’s POV:That night, after the event with Steven, I slept late. My mind churned with everything that had happened—the race, the moment his grey eyes locked with mine, and the subtle seduction. It was too much to handle, and for the longest time, I lay on my bed, replaying the memories over and over again. Maybe this was why sleep didn’t come easily, and when it did, my ears picked up the sound of a foreign voice. My ear tingled as I listened for the sound, hearing it coinciding with that of my babies. They were four months old now and wouldn’t know the difference between safe and dangerous. I sat up immediately, my heart hammering in my chest. The sound was faint but unmistakable. It was a voice—a low whisper that seemed to blend with the soft babbling of my babies in the adjoining nursery. My maternal instincts kicked in as I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood.Padding silently across the room to the nursery, I pushed open the door. The
CHAPTER 141: Down The HillPyra’s POV:“You’re a mystery and puzzle I would like to solve, Alpla Rhaella.”I chuckled, blood rushing to my cheeks. “Hmmm, so what do you want to know?”“Everything,” Steven replied briskly as he stepped forward, his scent washing over me. I could feel his intense stare bearing down on me. I took a step back, but he simultaneously stepped forward. “I want to know the ins and outs of the great Alpha Rhaella. The very first Alpha Queen and female ruler of all Alphas and Lunaria as a whole.”The way he said it, it was like a dream. I couldn’t believe it myself; never in a million years would I have imagined I would be at such a level of peak as I was currently. “You’re exaggerating things. It’s not that big of a deal.” I said, still trying to step back, but his vest enveloped me. “It is a bit of a deal. The greatest deal ever in history. You’re a legend, Alpha.”I nodded, now looking down at my feet as they berated me. A sad smile spread across my lips
CHAPTER 140: The Punching LessonPyra’s POV: It was late in the evening and all I could do was stare at the horizon, the sky in a hue of orange, blue, and yellow, but my mind was far away. The sweat generated through the hours of workouts dropped from my body, soaking my clothes as they clung to my body like a second skin. My breath was still heavy, my muscles pumping with the remnant of the surge of adrenaline. Not feeling satisfied, I moved over and carried the heaviest weight, 200 pounds on a barbell, hoping to not only challenge myself but disrupt the thought of him ringing through my mind. But it wasn’t enough.The weight didn’t burn away the fire in my chest, the turmoil in my mind. With a frustrated growl, I hoisted the barbell high above my head, my muscles screaming in protest. But it wasn’t the pain I was after. It was the relief.And yet again, the weight failed to give me the relief I desperately sought, and I hurled it across the room in anger. It crashed onto the flo
CHAPTER 139: An Imposter’s CallThird person’s POV:Steven StoneClaw watched with a grim expression as the stupid insufferable Alpha of Fangborn pack, Alpha Maverick finished his meeting with his ministers on the balcony of their guest house.His piercing eyes swirled around the old men, and a chuckle escaped him. “This fool of an Alpha doesn’t even know that his ministers don't even care for him or his pack. They only care for what could fill their pockets.” Steven whispered in disgust, knowing the hearts of ministers for his father’s pack had one similar to these.“Why do they even need pack ministers huh? To waste pack funds?” He now understood why his father dismissed almost all his ministers before he started his course for domination. And Steven fully agrees with his father. Packs don’t need Ministers who just sit around and get paid highly for doing absolutely nothing. With a heave, Steven shook his head and left the balcony, already bored as those he was spying on had all go
CHAPTER 138: A Bit Of HopePyra’s POV:“I would go nowhere!”The deep baritone voice of Alpha Maverick echoed through the grand office, resonating with his unshaken resolve. I froze mid-movement, momentarily stunned by the sheer audacity of his words. Slowly, I lifted my head to meet his fiery gaze, my own eyes mirroring in challenge. I watched his towering frame as the room seemed to hold its breath, the tension crackling like lightning between us. How dare he? An Alpha, yes, but not my Alpha. Not the one to command me. I am the one true Alpha, and he dared disobey me?“Excuse me?” I asked, my tone sharper than I intended.“You heard me,” he replied, his voice low but carrying the weight of something I couldn’t decipher. “And I won’t repeat myself. Pyra…Oh, my apologies, Alpha Rhaella, have you taken a look at yourself now?”The more he spoke, the more shocked I was. What has prompted him to dare challenge or question me? I couldn’t even utter a word as I watched him step closer,
CHAPTER 137: Detached Maverick’s POV:“I would like you all to go back to the Fangborn pack. You are to resume your duties as soon as possible.” I said, taking a sip of my coffee as I watched the expression of my ministers. Minister Scott, my new minister of secret affairs adjusted in his seat, the skin on his forehead folding. “Alpha, if we go, you will be all alone here in the FireHeart pack.”“I will be just fine alone here.”But Minister Scott shook his head. “Alpha, it’ll be unreasonable to leave you all alone here. Even if not for your sake or ours, but for your mother, Luna Elodie. I know her throughout my years in the pack and she would kill us with her claws if we ever left you here.”I growled, suppressing my anger and frustration. They kept questioning my order even when I left no chance for questioning. “Minister Scott. Don’t make me repeat myself. You are to go back to the pack and oversee everything. I can’t leave the workload of the entire pack all to my mother alon
CHAPTER 136: Avenge MeThird person’s POV: The land remained heavy with silence, as though the earth itself held its breath in such a situation. Not a single leaf stirred, and even the wind seemed to shy away from the hallowed ground of the Fangborn pack. In the heart of the Fangborn Pack’s vast territory was an open clearing, a place steeped in reverence and history. This was no ordinary ground. It was the ground for the cremation of fallen heroes who risked their lives for the betterment of the pack as a whole. A place where the goddess shall open her arms and accept her children into her kingdom. This was the purest of places in the pack, where the vile between the living and the dead stands thinnest. But tonight, the sanctity of this place felt tainted. In the middle of this clearing stood a stone podium surrounded by grasses and hay, and tied to its smooth surface was none other than Beta Derick; a man now considered as Derick Cresentblood for his titles had already been strip
CHAPTER 135: Found Guilty Luna Elodie’s POV:I dropped the phone, a smile graced my lips. Justice. It had been the elusive goal driving me for weeks, and now, it was finally within my grasp. Standing from my seat, I smoothed my dress and made my way out of the office.The courthouse loomed ahead, its imposing structure blending modern design with the gravity of the centuries-old traditions upheld within. Inside, the air was heavy with authority, the faint scent of polished wood and paper blending with the murmur of voices.The Ministers of Fangborn pack were already gathered, their robes immaculate, their expression stern and unreadable. Each of the ministers represented a pillar of the judicial system of the pack. At the forefront sat the judge in black robes. As I entered, all eyes turned to me, and my smile stretched wider. Yes, I thought, one by one, the traitorous rats within my son’s pack would be rooted out and punished under the wrath of Luna Elodie. Under my wrath until the
CHAPTER 134: Breakfast Of BrawlsMaverick’s POV:The way Steven looked at Pyra made my skin crawl. I caught a glimpse of his grey eyes following Pyra’s every move, and I couldn’t help but question who he really was. Why was he so strange? And why do I feel like he’s interested in her in ways I couldn’t imagine? It wasn’t only the stare but the intensity in his eyes whenever he looked at her. The way it seemed to reach deeper, as if he saw something in her that I couldn’t.I couldn’t call it jealousy; there was just an irking feeling I always had whenever he was near. Steven turned a glaring eye at me, and I only stood there, my gaze following his every movement but mostly focused on his grey eyes. “Where have I seen those eyes before?” I questioned internally, trying to dig into my core memory for where I had seen such grey eyes. It was like the memory was at the tip of my brain, but whenever I wanted to pick it up and remember, it just vanished. Steven’s grey eyes could see that