Isla’s P.O.V As I stood in front of the packhouse, the rain was coming down in sheets. I was drenched before I even stepped outside. I looked around, ensuring nobody was watching me, before I slipped out the door. I needed to get away, to clear my head, to get away from the chaos that was the packhouse. Cleo was desperate to take over, and I knew that Aaron and his wolf would make me back down if he appeared before I could leave. "We have to get out of here," Cleo told me sternly, and I pushed the door open. The second I slipped outside, the rain started to pelt down on me; it was getting heavier as I rushed towards the woods that separated the pack house from the borders. The wind picked up, and the sky turned dark grey. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky; I knew then that I had to get out of there before it was too late. I was panicking, and the storm was getting worse by the second. I felt like the rain and the wind would swallow me up. I ran mind
Chapter Three My Mate Is Lost Aaron’s pov. As I trudge through the storm, rain pours down my tired face and soaking through my clothes. My heart is pounding away in my chest as I scream and yell out for Isla. Where is she? I wait a few seconds to hear a response but there is nothing but the sound of the wind and rain howling. Lightning flashes giving me a few seconds of light as it illuminates my surrounding area before plunging me back into the darkness. I am an alpha, but this is scary. Isla is my mate, my Luna and I cannot allow anything to happen to her, I am fiercely protective of my mate, especially since she is a hybrid and it is my job to make sure that she comes to no harm, Not many know of Isla and her powers, it would cause an uproar within the pack and my own family, if they knew their Luna was a witch. But I did not care about that since I love her bones of her, my wolf would rip anyone’s throat out who dared to harm a hair on her body. All that ma
Aaron’s POV I wake up the following day having hardly slept a wink; I feel miserable and angry. I feel like a ship lost at sea without Isla by my side. I miss her company and the sense of purpose that we shared. It's hard to find the motivation to continue my work without her there to support me. Every second, I find myself searching for a way to bring her back, hoping that I'll be able to reunite with her soon. It's like a piece of me is missing, and I can't quite figure out how to fill it. But I won't give up. I'm determined to find a way to bring Isla back, no matter what it takes. I'll scour every inch of this world if I have to, searching for the clues that will lead me to her. I know that I need to stay focused and keep pushing forward, but it's hard to do that when I feel so alone. I can feel my heart racing as I think about the dangers that lie ahead. But I won't let fear stop me. I'll do whatever it takes to find Isla and return her to safety. I hope she's out the
Isla’s POV I woke up the next morning and my head was throbbing with pain, I look around and see a maid standing in the doorway, watching me with suspicion. "Who are you?" the maid demands. "What are you doing here?" I try to sit up, but my head spins and I fall back onto the bed. "I don't know," I say weakly. "I can't remember anything. All I remember is Mrs Jenkins asking me what I remember and that I am safe here.” I exclaimed tearfully. “Oh yes she is the lady of the house. She's a face of a grandmother but the heart of a devil. “ the girl sighed and walked towards me. She picked up the glass of water and inspected it. “Yes I can see now.” “What?” “Mrs Jenkins has been feeding you poison to block your mind. The maid, whose name tag says Sasha, looks at me skeptically. "Are you remembering something?" I nod, feeling tears prick at the corners of my eyes. "It's true," I say. "I'm a hybrid witch." Sasha raises an eyebrow. "A hybrid which? That's not possible
Chapter Six Pembroke As my Beta and I approached the Pembroke pack, my heart was heavy with dread. The once-bustling pack was now deserted and eerie, with no sign of life since the attack. I got out of my car and slowly closed the door. My warriors had not found anyone here, and no sign of Isla. She had not been here yet because I knew that I would have sensed her being here. The silence was deafening, and I couldn't help but feel like I was walking through a graveyard. Technically, it was, but all the dead bodies had been taken away. We did not want Isla to see them in the state they were. That would have destroyed her. I took a deep breath and began to assess the damage to the pack. The buildings were in ruins, with broken windows and doors hanging off their hinges. The smell of smoke and burnt wood hung heavy in the air, and I could see scorch marks on the walls and the ground. It was clear that the pack had put up a fight, but it hadn't been enough. Walking through th
Chapter Seven Isla’s pov Is Sasha his mate? The sight of Aaron after so long was like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day, but being back at Pembroke was like a punch in the gut. The place was in ruins, and the memories flooded back, each more painful than the last. I wanted to scream, cry, or do something to release the churning emotions. The charred remains of the building, the stench of smoke, and the debris littered the ground were a stark reminder of what we had lost. Aaron had brought his warriors with him, but it was too little, too late. The damage had already been done, and there was no going back. As I stood there, looking out at the charred remains of Pembroke, I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of loss. So many fond memories flooded back to me, memories of happier times when the pack was still intact, and we were all together. Now, all that remained were the ruins of what used to be our home, and the pain of the loss was almost too much to bear. As I gaze
Aaron's POV. Nigel’s mate. I'm glad that my mate is back. Holding her in my arms again feels fantastic. It's like we're finally complete again. But then, there was a commotion. My beta was acting crazy over Isla's new friend, and she seemed afraid. “Are you sure that she is your mate?” I questioned my beta. He nodded. “It's Mrs Jenkins's fault.” isla blurted out, and I was confused even more. When Isla explained what had happened to her, it made sense to me. Mrs Jenkins sounded like a psycho, and we couldn't let her harm either of the girls again. Nigel was convinced that she was his mate, but as she wasn't feeling it, I knew that I had to get her and Isla to safety. I was glad that Isla had someone to help her through this. Suddenly, one of my warriors interrupted us, saying a knocking sound came from one of the buildings. I felt Isla stiffen up and run towards where the warrior had pointed to. She ignored my call. I had to ensure everyone was safe, but Isla wa
The Shock Once back at the packhouse, Nigel and taken Sasha to settle in one of the spare bedrooms and Aaron took charge with organising our survivors and making sure everyone was ok. A few omegas hurried around with blankets and cups of hot drinks. I could feel my heart pounding as I thought about Pembroke and my sister. The memory of their last moments being attacked was still fresh in my mind. The whole pack is gone just like that. It was all so unfair. But then my thoughts turned to the baby I was holding. Cora would be relieved to know that the baby was safe with me. I was determined to protect her, no matter what. Looking around at the other survivors, I could see the shock and trauma etched on their faces. I couldn't blame them for feeling that way. After all, they had just witnessed something truly horrific. For a moment, I felt overwhelmed with emotion. I wanted to break down and cry, to scream at the unfairness of it all. But I knew that I couldn't. I had to b
Luke pov The black wolf snarled, his eyes narrowing with fury as he calculated his next move. We were no longer just a pack of wolves; we were a force of nature, an unquenchable flame ignited by our collective resilience and unity. With every heartbeat, the anticipation surged through us, amplifying each flicker of power as we stood against him, determined to banish the darkness that had haunted the edges of our lives. “Enough!” he roared, charging at me, the darkness pooling around him in a furious torrent. I could feel the malevolence radiating off him like heat from a fire, trying to instil fear within our hearts. Yet, as he bore down on me, I could see the uncertainty behind that ferocity. He was no longer the predator; he was desperate. “Together!” I shouted again, urging my pack to rally. Carrie and Ryder poured their strength into the barrier of light that Rachel had conjured, reinforcing it as we prepared for his assault. As the black wolf lunged toward me, time seeme
Luke pov As the shadows slowly began to release their grip on me, an instinctive anger ignited within, burning hotter than the darkest depths of the void that had threatened to swallow me whole. All around, I could sense my pack gathering strength—Carrie’s fierce determination, Ryder’s unyielding loyalty, and Rachel's frightened yet resolute presence in the corner of my mind. Our shared bond pulsed like a heartbeat, commanding me to fight back.“You think you can break free?” the black wolf taunted, his voice echoing through the night like thunder. “This realm belongs to the darkness now!”Ignoring his bravado, I focused on the shared energy radiating from my packmates. Each heartbeat was a reminder of what we stood to lose. We were more than just a collection of wolves—we were a family woven together by our struggles, victories, and unbreakable bonds. “Together!” I shouted, pulling every ounce of strength from my soul and feeling the power surge to the surface. “We won’t give in!”
As we pulled away from the embrace, I felt the weight of our previous argument still hanging in the air. I could see that a cautious acceptance was slowly replacing my mother's worry, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something more sinister was lurking beyond our immediate concerns.We gathered the rest of the pack for an emergency meeting, each member looking apprehensive. The day's events had spread like wildfire, and now everyone was on edge. I stood before them, clearing my throat to capture their attention.“I know today was a close call,” I began, my voice steady despite the adrenaline rush still coursing through me. “But we are stronger than we realise. The rogues won’t just back off easily. They will come again, and when they do, we need to be prepared.”Ryder stepped forward, his eyes flashing with intensity. “I suggest we step up patrols immediately. We’ve already started gathering everyone for a watch rotation. We can’t let them have the upper hand.” The pack murmured
Luke’s POV As we stood there, the rogues slowly backing away, Carrie's voice echoed through the cave. I could sense her power building, knowing she was getting angry. Her eyes were blazing with fierce determination, and I could see the wolves within her starting to stir."You're not taking anyone else from my pack," she growled, her voice low and menacing.Ryder, still in his wolf form, let out a snarl, and I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. The two remaining rogues took another step back, their eyes darting between us.I took a step forward, my power growing in response to Carrie's. "You're not going to hurt anyone else," I said, my voice firm.The rogues hesitated for a moment, then turned and ran. We let them go, knowing that they wouldn't be able to escape for long. We had won this battle, but we knew that there would be more to come.I glanced over at Ryder, who was still in his wolf form. He was panting heavily, his eyes still burning with anger. I coul
Luke’s pov We returned to the pack, exhausted but determined. Our parents were already there, discussing the situation with the other pack members. "I think we should split our pack into smaller groups and patrol the surrounding areas," my father suggested. "We need to catch these rogues off guard and take them down before they can do any more harm." I nodded in agreement. "I think that's a good idea, father. But we also need to come up with a plan to protect Carrie. She's the key to this whole thing." Carrie looked up at me, her eyes still flashing with anger. "I don't need protection," she growled. "I can take care of myself." But I knew that wasn't true. The rogues were too strong, too cunning. She needed our help to stay safe. Even if she was powerful and able to beat anyone down. We still needed to protect her as she got used to her powers and understood them better. Ryder suddenly stepped forward. "I'll stay with her," he said. "We'll keep her safe, no matter wha
Luke’s POV “Rachel, go fetch my parents,” I yelled as she ran to alert my pack. Carrie and Ryder remained with me. I wouldn't let anything happen to her, and as the future alpha, I had to stand my ground. “What do you want from this pack? Why don't you leave and never return? You're not welcome here.” I growled as the prominent rogue leader finally stood before us. He eyed me curiously before a cunning smirk formed on his face. “You came to the city. Your sister came after you. She was nice enough to leave her portal open so we could return here. What we want is behind you.” he answered gruffly. I glanced to my side and realised that he was referring to Carrie. He wanted Carrie. All this was about my sister. “We have been searching for her for many years now. You see, she isn't like any of you. She isn't one of you.” he explained, and I felt my sister tremble with confusion behind me. “You're not taking her anywhere. She's my mate.” Ryder snarled, and I held him
Luke pov Luke pov I stood frozen, my eyes fixed on the retreating figures of Carrie and her new mate. My mind was racing with questions and concerns. Who was this guy? What pack was he from? What was his story? And what did he have to do with my sister?My mother's words echoed in my mind - "stop her". But I knew it was too late. Carrie was determined to follow her heart, regardless of anyone else's thoughts. And as much as I wanted to protect her, I knew that trying to stop her would only push her further away.I turned back to my parents, who stared at me with worry and despair. My father's expression was etched with concern, while my mother's face was wet with tears."Luke, please," she said, her voice shaking. "You have to talk to her. Make her see reason."I shook my head, feeling a pang of guilt. I wanted to believe there was still a way to turn back the clock, to make Carrie see that this guy wasn't good enough for her. But deep down, I knew it was too late."She's made up he
Carrie’s POV I could feel the weight of my parents' disapproval bearing down on me as we walked away from them. I knew they would never understand me, never accept Ryder as my mate. But I didn't care. I was done being controlled, done being told what to do and who to be with. Ryder squeezed my hand, his grip tight and reassuring. "We'll figure it out," he said, his voice low and steady. "We'll find a way to stop the rogue wolves and ensure you're safe." I nodded, feeling a sense of determination wash over me. We would do it, no matter what my parents said or did. We would find a way to make this work. As we walked, the trees seemed to grow taller and darker around us, casting long shadows across the forest floor. I could feel the moon rising above us, its light casting an otherworldly glow over everything. "Where are we going?" Ryder asked, his eyes scanning the surroundings. "I don't know," I admitted. "I just know I can't go back there. Not now." Ryd
Carrie’s POV “Please give me a moment with my daughter.” my mother said, dragging me away from Ryder and prying eyes.“You cannot accept him as your mate, Carrie.” she insisted, and I felt my blood boil through my veins. Was she being serious? The moon goddess had paired me with Ryder for a reason! How could she expect me to ignore that? I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down, but my mind was racing with thoughts of Ryder and the danger he was in. I knew my parents were trying to protect me, but I couldn't shake the feeling that they didn't understand.“Carrie, your mother is correct. We don't know him at all. He could be anyone.” my father agreed with my mother. Not that I could expect anything different since they never disagreed over anything. "MOTHER, FATHER! Please," I said, trying to reason with them. "Ryder is trying to help us. He's willing to put his life on the line to protect us. He knows what he is talking about. Why won't you give him a chance? Can you not