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
Chapter 28Denera“It’s just that there is something oddly familiar about her that I know. I could’ve sworn to have seen her somewhere.” I subconsciously said out loud.“Is that so?” Rachel questioned as we both stared earnestly at the portrait of the woman. “Yeah,” I muttered, picking on my nails as I tried harder and harder to pinpoint where I had seen this person or portrait from. The more I thought about it, the further away the realization was from me. Leaning in slightly, Rachel studied the portrait more intently. "Hmm, that is serious. As far as I know, this is the only existing portrait of the previous Luna. Perhaps you've come across some historical records or accounts that featured her likeness?" I shrugged, picking at my nails as I racked my brain trying to uncover the source of this nagging sense of familiarity. "I'm not sure. The more I try to think about it, the more confusing it seems to become."Placing a reassuring hand on my arm, Rachel offered a small, sympathet
DENARA’S POV I had nowhere else to go now. The darkness enveloped me like a heavy blanket, and I could feel the chill of the night seeping into my bones. It was probably past midnight, a dangerous hour for anyone to be wandering alone, especially a woman. My heart raced with the thought of what could happen if I encountered the wrong person.But then a thought struck me like a beacon of hope. “The Smith’s bar,” I gasped, a wave of relief washing over me. It was always open through the night, a sanctuary amidst the chaos of my life.Mr. Smith had always been kind to me, a rare warmth in a world that often felt cold and unforgiving. He had given me shelter whenever my home became unbearable, always treating me like family. The memory of his reassuring smile filled me with a sense of safety as I quickened my pace, eager to reach the familiar haven.Each step felt both urgent and heavy, a mixture of gratitude and determination swirling within me. I could still hear Freya’s words echoin
DENARA’S POV “Denera,” I froze in my tracks, my breath catching in the back of my throat. My eyes widened as the reality of the situation hit me.Someone saw me.“Oh my goodness, it is you.” The voice was unmistakable, sending a chill down my spine. I turned slowly, hoping against hope that I was imagining things.“Freya,” I breathed, my heart racing as dread washed over me. A long pause stretched between us, her frown deepening as she struggled to comprehend my presence. At that moment, I felt exposed and vulnerable. The fear of being recognized and outed gripped me like a vice. “What’re you doing here?” she asked, suspicion lacing her words as her eyes roamed over me, assessing, searching for any sign of wrongdoing.She probably thought I had come to steal from them. The thought of that made my pulse quicken, and I stood frozen, my mind racing with the potential consequences. She might end up calling out to her parents, if Aunt Rosa and Uncle Austin found me here, I knew exactly
DENARA’S POV It was dark and cold. I should’ve worn thicker clothing. The chill seeped through the layers I had on, biting at my skin and making my teeth chatter as I navigated the familiar but haunting terrain toward my old pack. Each step felt heavier than the last, the weight of memories pressing down on me like a dense fog.“Why did I think this was a good idea?” I muttered to myself, trying to break the silence that surrounded me. The only response was the rustle of leaves and the distant hoot of an owl, a reminder that I was alone in this endeavor.After about an hour of walking, I finally spotted the outline of the cottage behind Aunt Rosa and Uncle Austin’s house. The place where I had spent so many years felt like a ghost now, a shadow of the life I once lived. I crouched low, moving quietly to avoid drawing attention to myself. “Just get in, grab your things, and get out,” I whispered, forcing myself to stay focused. I didn’t want to linger, didn’t want to remember the pa
ROCKAN’S POVI overreacted. I felt the weight of that realization pressing down on me like a heavy burden. Things spiraled out of control in my mind, and I lashed out. I didn’t mean what I said to her; deep down, I knew she loved me. Yet the anger simmered just beneath the surface, fueled by the unsettling thought that she could be using me. But who wouldn’t?Denera was maltreated by her own family, and when she finally found herself in a position of power, of course, she would seek revenge. It was only natural.“I messed up,” I groaned, running my hands through my hair, gripping it tightly as if I could physically pull myself back from the edge of despair. In an attempt to clear my mind, I took a walk out of the castle, but the night had already settled in, wrapping the world in a cloak of darkness. The cool breeze brushed against my skin, its crispness helping to ease the tension coiling within me. I took a deep breath, inhaling the fresh air, but it did little to calm the storm
Denera’s POVHe hated me.They both hate me now. I wouldn’t blame Rockan for his anger; I used him. He loved me, but I deceived both him and myself. The weight of that realization crushed me, pressing down with an unbearable force. My world spiraled around me, a chaotic whirlpool of regret and despair. Tyris was right. I believed my world here with them would be rainbows and sunshine, a fairytale in real life but now, I was trapped in a nightmare of my own making.The truth struck me like a physical blow: I was a burden to them, to everyone. The walls of the castle felt like they were closing in, the air thick and suffocating. Each breath became a struggle as Tyris’s words replayed in my mind, echoing like a relentless drumbeat. “You’re nothing but a burden.” The anxiety twisted in my stomach, a knot of fear tightening with every thought. I could almost feel the stone walls pressing closer, as if they were conspiring to suffocate me. I needed to find Rockan, to apologize, to expla
TYRIS’ POVI heard it all—the dispute between my brother and Denera. At first, I was furious to know they were still together after he revealed that side of him. But as the reality sank in, I found myself lost in thought. It disgusted me to acknowledge that they were both in love with each other. This was the perfect opportunity to get a hold of her. Maybe this time, she would finally see that I was the only one who could handle her with care and understanding.“Denera,” I called out, and she immediately turned on her heels. Her mind seemed occupied, like a storm brewing behind her eyes, but when she caught sight of me, I noticed the shift in her demeanor—her posture stiffened, her expression closed off.It was annoying how she looked at me, like I was the last person she wanted to see.“Prince TYRIS,” she replied, her voice lacking warmth. She didn’t even bother to take a step closer.“What’s going on?” I questioned, feigning ignorance. “You seem troubled.”“I’m looking for Rockan,”
DENARA’S POVWe didn’t talk after the library incident. Rockan and I could barely even meet eye to eye. The weight of his earlier question hung heavily between us, an unspoken barrier that seemed to grow thicker with every second that passed. I felt the distance between us, an ache in my chest that I couldn’t shake off.The ceremony came to a close sooner than I anticipated, and the room began to empty as Alphas and their Lunas departed to their respective territories and packs. I watched them go, feeling a mix of relief and exhaustion. All I wanted was to retreat into the comfort of my room, away from the world and the weight of expectations. I stood in front of the mirror, practically glaring at my reflection. The day’s events played over in my mind, and I felt the frustration simmering just beneath the surface. Rachel was undoing the pins holding my hair up, letting the strands fall freely around my shoulders. The thought of a hot bath after a long day filled me with a sense of
DENARA’S POV“Denera,” Bruno insisted, pulling me back but I felt Rockan’s protective presence looming in the back of my mind as I glared at him almost immediately. Before I could react further, I felt Rockan’s hand gently brush against my shoulder, grounding me. “Is there a problem here?” he asked, his voice low and steady.Bruno straightened, his demeanor shifting as he met Rockan’s intense gaze. “No problem at all, Alpha,” he said quickly, stepping aside. “Just catching up with your Luna.”Rockan’s grip tightened slightly around my waist, and I could feel the tension in his body. “Let’s keep it civil, shall we?” he said, his tone firm.I stepped past Bruno, grateful for Rockan’s presence. As we moved back into the crowd, I felt a rush of relief wash over me, knowing I wouldn’t have to deal with Bruno’s antics for the time being. “Are you okay?” Rockan asked, concern etched on his face as we navigated back into the festivities. His brow furrowed slightly, and I could see the tensi
Denera“It’s an honor to be here, Alpha Rockan,” Bruno said, that infuriating smirk still plastered on his face. I held back the instinct to hiss at him. Instead, I focused on the floor, feeling the tension in the air rise. “Thank you,” Rockan replied curtly, nudging my side gently. I felt his urge for me to respond, forcing me to give both of them a curt bow of apprehension. It was the last thing I wanted to do, but I followed his lead, knowing that I had to maintain calmness.My anger towards them knew no bounds. Heaven knew I wanted them to rot in suffering. They were the exact offspring of the wickedness their parents bore in their hearts, and now they were in my pack, pretending to be at peace with me. I could feel the resentment boiling beneath the surface, but I promised myself I would show my best behavior in front of the other Alphas. These two would not ruin that for me.They turned away from us to mingle with the rest of the crowd, and Rockan’s hand snuck its way around