Denera I watched him storm out, disappearing from my sight. I was left speechless, wondering what I could have said to make him feel better.He was right to have felt hurt. I understood that pain all too well. Nothing could compare to the anguish I had felt when my first mate rejected me. While he was ranting, I had even prayed silently to the moon goddess, asking her to help him find a new mate, someone who could heal his broken heart."Shall we, Lady Denera?" Rachel's voice broke the silence, her tone shaky as if still affected by Tyris' presence. Yet, as soon as she addressed me, her voice shifted, adopting a more formal, almost British-sounding accent, as if the moment of vulnerability had never occurred.I nodded, steeling myself to continue with the day's schedule. "Yes, Rachel, let us be on our way."Although I lost interest in going out anymore, I had no choice but to go. I hadn’t seen the angered side of Rockan and I didn’t plan to do anything to trigger his provocation.A
Denera"Who do you think you are?!" she yelled, her eyes burning with rage as she glared at me. My heart raced as the woman's angry voice cut through the lively chatter of the crowded market.What have I done?At that moment, I was gripped by fear. The woman was clearly older and more imposing than I, and in the chaotic environment of the market, I knew she could easily overpower me if some kind of fight or confrontation were to occur. My legs felt weak, and I fought the urge to turn and run away. Yet, despite my overwhelming sense of nervousness, I couldn't bring myself to simply walk away.Most likely because my legs were too weak with fright to move. Just moments earlier, I had stepped into an issue, not even bothering to figure out if the girl was truly at fault for being yelled at and punished. But now, with the woman's full attention focused on me, I realized the gravity of my actions and regretted my impulsive decision.“I….” I trailed off, not knowing how to defend myself in
Denera “All hail the future Luna!" the crowd erupted, their voices ringing out in unison.At that moment, everything suddenly clicked into place in my mind. I finally understood the true nature of my reality and the true power that came with my position.Luck or not, the undeniable truth was that I was Rockan's mate. I was not someone to be feared, but rather, the people here respected and revered me. Love might be too strong a word, especially since they knew so little about me, but their deference was undeniable.I was no longer the frightened girl trying to avoid attention - I was the future Luna. However, as the full weight of this sudden realization hit me, a single, powerful thought took hold….I now had the complete ability to get back at those who made my life a living hell.Aunt Rosa, Uncle Austin, Freya, even that horrible Bruno who rejected and banished me without actually getting to know me. They were all under the command of Rockan, the same Rockan who just turned out
Denera"How the fuck did this happen?!" Rockan’s voice boomed, his lips twisted in a furious scowl as he strode towards me. The veins in his neck stood out, pulsing with barely contained rage.I flinched, my tired body still recovering from the earlier attack. The torn fabric of the attacker’s cloak felt heavy in my hand, a tangible reminder of the violence that had just happened to me.Rockan's eyes blazed with a mixture of rage and concern as he looked at me, his gaze lingering on the cut on my arm. "You were supposed to be safe within the castle walls!" he snapped. "I should never have allowed you to go out alone."I opened my mouth to apologize, to try and explain, but the words caught in my throat. Fear gripped me at the sight of his uncontrolled anger - I had never seen him this upset before."I'll make anyone involved pay with their lives for daring to attack you," Rockan growled, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. "This is an outrage! You are my fucking mate, who the
Denera The morning light filtering through my bedroom window slowly woke me from a restless sleep. As I stirred, the familiar sound of Rachel's gentle footsteps approached my bedside."Good morning, my lady," she said softly, giving me a warm smile. "It's time to start your day."I let out a small sigh, sitting up and running a hand through my tangled hair. "Good morning, Rachel." Despite the peaceful ambiance, I couldn't shake the lingering unease from the events of yesterday.Rachel seemed to sense my apprehension. "I trust you slept well?" she asked, her brow creased with concern."As well as can be expected," I replied, offering her a reassuring nod. I glanced towards the empty space beside me, the absence of Rockan's comforting presence not going unnoticed. "Has Rockan returned yet?"Rachel's expression turned somber. "No, he hasn’t, my lady. He chooses to stay in his official chambers for now."I felt a pang of disappointment, but I understood the necessity of his duty. "I see
Bruno“Bullshit!” I cussed out, pulling each drawer and opening each paper I came across. The documents I shuffled through were completely useless - they contained no meaningful facts or concrete evidence, which was intensely frustrating. I desperately needed real proof and information, but everything I came across was just pointless paperwork. The lack of substance was driving me mad, and I knew that I couldn't handle the situation any longer.More than anything, I ached to have Denera back in my life. I craved her familiar scent, the gentle smile on her face, and the deep connection of gazing into her eyes. She was all I could think about - I needed her presence, her touch, her very being. It was almost crushing to remember how much of an idiot I was. My stupid ego made me make the worst mistake of my life by rejecting her as my mate and forcing her to reject me also and to top it all, I sent her out of the pack too. I felt my heart sink when the thought of never seeing her agai
BrunoWe were both breathless, panting like our lives depended on it. Her legs were still wrapped tightly around my torso while I stood in front of her, resting my face on her shoulder as I tried to catch my breath. After what seemed like forever, our heavy breathing finally started to subside. It was a quick affair but it left us tired and almost weak. My neck stung like hell when the adrenaline finally started to wear off, she was clawing into my skin with her nails and although I didn’t protest back then, it almost felt like she drew blood. Complaining now would be futile so instead I drew myself away from her grasp as the consequences of my actions began to catch up to me. No, I didn’t regret whatever I did with her, however, I regretted sweeping the paperwork so carelessly in the heat of the moment because even if I asked a maid to clear it up, it would still not be arranged in the manner it was left. “Fuck,” I hissed out, staring down at the paper mess we created. I reall
Denera The library was really quiet like it usually is in a library. But this time, there was no one else there at all. It even felt a little bit dusty.I remember feeling amazed when I first came in here. There were so many books, it was like a dream come true. I even felt like the character Belle from the story Beauty and the Beast.But now, three hours have passed, and I've already read two books. The first one was about the history of the pack, but it got kind of boring, so now I'm reading a fanfiction story about werewolves and vampires that someone wrote.Even though the werewolf and vampire story has some things in it that aren't true, I didn’t mind because I could tell it was written by a human."Rachel," I said quietly, knowing that she was sitting behind me while I kept reading through all these papers."Yes, Lady Denera?" Rachel answered, speaking softly and calmly.I let my thoughts linger for a moment, wondering if I should ask about what was on my mind. After carefully
TYRIS’ POV Days had passed, yet it felt like months since I embarked on this relentless search. Each hour dragged on, a heavy chain of dread around my neck, as I combed through towns and packs in search of Serena. Who would have thought finding someone could be so impossibly difficult? With every mile traveled, my sense of urgency grew; my thoughts spiraled into a dark abyss of worry and regret.“Sir, are you sure we shouldn't stop somewhere? You seem really exhausted,” the driver said, glancing up at me through the rearview mirror. Concern etched across his face, a reflection of my own inner turmoil. “Your eyes on the road,” I curtly responded, irritation creeping into my voice. I didn’t want to entertain his concern, though a part of me appreciated it. He was the only soul I had with me, a simple man enlisted to help with my search. We had spent the last several days moving from one neighboring town to another, each stopping at a dead end. I couldn’t shake the feeling that I wa
TYRIS’ POV I tossed and turned in bed, the sheets tangled around my legs like the mess my life had become. For what felt like the hundredth time to night, I shifted positions, trying to find a semblance of comfort. Sleep eluded me, and my mind raced with thoughts that twisted like a storm in my head. I hated my life, I hated who I had become. Chasing after Denera for so long had led me here, to this moment of turmoil. I had watched my brother, Rockan, fall in love with her, and a bitter taste lingered in my mouth. It still hurts to remember. At first, I had so much hate for him. How could he have won her heart when I had pursued her with such fervor? But now, as I lay in this bed, I realized there was no point in that anger anymore. Rockan and Denera obviously loved each other, and their bond was something I couldn't break. Still, the ache in my chest felt raw. I had wanted her to be with me, to see me as her mate, yet here I was, alone and grappling with my own failure. Each t
DENARA’S POV My eyes felt heavy, too heavy to open. Every nerve in my brain pulsed with pain as my head throbbed, a dull ache that seemed to echo in the quiet room. It took a while for me to gather the strength to finally crack my eyelids open, the morning light spilling in like a gentle reminder of the world outside.As I blinked into focus, memories of the night flooded back: the tears, the heartache, the overwhelming sadness that had consumed me. I had spent the entire night curled up, sobbing into the sheets, feeling utterly lost. Rockan was the only one who could bear witness to my pain, holding me close, and whispering comforting words that felt like a lifeline amidst my despair. Turning my head slowly, I looked at him. Rockan was fast asleep, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. He had been through so much, yet here he was, the man I loved, resting peacefully beside me. My heart swelled with gratitude as I gazed at his mask-less face, a sight I had longed to se
DENARA’S POV The world around me felt like a haze, a blur of voices and shadows. I blinked slowly, trying to piece together the chaos that had erupted. I had thought I passed out but I didn’t. I couldn’t, it was like the pain wanted me to feel every bit of it.My body was heavy, weighed down by the remnants of pain, but there was a soothing numbness spreading through me, courtesy of the anesthetic shot I had received.As the wave of anesthesia began to lift, I blinked against the bright light that filled the room. My heart raced, and the world around me slowly came into focus. The sterile smell of antiseptic mingled with something else—something warm and familiar. And then I saw him. It wasn’t a dream all along and I was definitely not dead. “Rockan,” I breathed, my voice a mere whisper, but it felt like a shout in the silence of the room. The sight of him propped up against the pillows, his hair tousled and eyes bright, filled me with a wave of relief. It felt like I had been los
TYRIS’ POV “Sir, your attention is needed quickly.” The urgency in the maid's voice snapped me from my thoughts. I turned, my heart racing as I searched her eyes for any hint of good news. My brother had been in critical condition, and every minute felt like an eternity. “What is going on?” I asked, forcing myself to remain calm, though my insides churned with anxiety.“I was asked to call you down to the emergency ward,” she replied, her voice steady but lacking the reassurance I desperately sought. “The emergency ward?” The words felt heavy on my tongue, and a sinking sensation settled in my stomach. I forced my legs into action, propelling myself through the hallway of the hospital, each step a frantic prayer that the news would be good.As I approached the entrance to the emergency ward, I paused, staring at the glaring sign that loomed above me. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. Whatever had happened to Rockan, it couldn’t be good. I braced myself for wh
ROCKAN’S POV I was floating, enveloped in a vast nothingness. I couldn’t feel or move my body. It was dark and quiet, so quiet that it was almost deafening.“Am I dead?” I thought to myself. There was no one to talk to, and I couldn’t even move my mouth to think out loud.“Is this punishment for all my misdeeds?”The weight of my past decisions pressed down on me. There was no way I could have died so easily; my life and goals had not been achieved.Denera...I missed my mate. An ache settled in my chest as I longed to see her, to tell her how much I loved her. It felt as though I hadn’t said it enough, or shown it enough. But I did love her, fiercely and without reservation.Tyris would never forgive me if I died. I really owed him an apology, too.“No…” A faint wind blew past me, carrying the sound of a voice. Was I imagining things?“What’s happening?”The same voice echoed again, almost recognizable, yet just out of reach.I held my breath, hoping I was not imagining it. Then the
DENARA’S POV The air in the hospital room was thick with tension as everyone quietly cleared out, leaving the three of us—Luna Danielle, Adrianna, and me—standing by Rockan’s bed. The murmurs from the pack outside faded into a dull roar, and I felt my heart race. This was it. This was my chance to finally prove myself to Rockan and the pack. Panic and anxiety was an understatement to what I felt in that moment. “His life is in your hands, save him,” Luna Danielle urged, her voice steady yet laced with urgency. I nodded, though anxiety gripped me like a vice.As the door swung shut, sealing us in, I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. Rockan lay there, still and vulnerable, the mask from his previous injuries now removed. The sight of him sent a wave of emotions crashing over me—fear, love, and desperation all mingled together. “Let’s begin,” Adrianna said, her tone serious as she approached Rockan’s bedside. She gently placed her hands on his shoulders, her expre
DENARA’S POV “Step one is complete,” Adrianna murmured, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and anticipation.“Now it’s step two,” Luna Danielle added, her gaze steady on me as I blinked in disbelief, trying to wrap my head around what that meant.“There’s more?” I deadpanned, my mind racing with the implications.“Yes,” Adrianna responded, her tone serious. “We can’t give you a full life form to heal unless you’ve tested it. Plus, the note never said anything about waking him up from the coma. I think it was only to heal the scar.”My heart sank as I processed her words. “What if he never wakes up—”“No, no, no, negativity will not fix anything. Adrianna, quiet,” Luna Danielle interjected sharply, shooting a scornful look at Adrianna. She then picked up a flower pot and handed it to me. I accepted it hesitantly, staring at the pot that was filled only with soil. “What am I supposed to do now?” I asked, confusion swirling in my mind.“What do you think?” Adrianna teased, her p
DENARA’S POV The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm glow over the garden where I had spent a few afternoons with Adrianna, learning about herbs and potions. The familiar scents of lavender and rosemary filled the air, but today, the atmosphere felt charged with urgency. A day had gone by before the healers could reach our pack. As I approached, I could see Luna Danielle, and Adrianna deep in conversation, their expressions serious. Luna Danielle, with her long, flowing hair and strong demeanor, looked every bit the leader I remembered. She also had a big resemblance that showed she was my mother’s cousin, a woman who had always embodied grace and strength. “Denera!” Adrianna called out, her eyes lighting up as she spotted me. “We’ve been waiting for you.”“Is it true?” Luna Danielle asked, her voice steady but concerned. “About the masked alpha?”I nodded, swallowing hard. “Yes. I found a letter from my mother that might hold the key to helping him.”“Oh I knew your mother wo