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
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 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
FREYAAs I stepped back into the house, the familiar scent of wood and lingering dinner wafted through the air. My heart sank a little. The warmth of home felt suffocating tonight, like a heavy blanket draped over me. I closed the door quietly behind me, hoping to slip by unnoticed, but the moment I entered, my parents’ voices echoed from the living room.“Freya! There you are!” My mother’s voice cut through the stillness, sharp and demanding. I paused, taking a breath before turning to face them.“Where have you been?” my father asked, his brow furrowed with concern. “It’s late, and you know it’s not safe to be out alone.”“I was just… taking a walk,” I replied, forcing a smile that felt more like a grimace. “Needed some fresh air.”My mother’s gaze narrowed, as if she could see right through my facade. “You shouldn’t be wandering the night at this time. It’s dangerous, especially for a girl your age.”“I know, Mom,” I said, trying to sound more composed than I felt. “I’ll be careful
BrunoThe moon hung high in the sky, casting a silvery light across the pack house as I paced my room, frustration boiling beneath the surface. I just settled into a restless state when a soft knock echoed through the door.“Bruno?” Freya’s voice drifted in, tentative but familiar.I clenched my jaw, irritation prickling at my skin. “What do you want, Freya?” “I need to talk to you,” she replied, her tone insistent. With a heavy sigh, I opened the door, bracing myself for yet another conversation that would lead nowhere. Freya stepped inside, her expression a mix of determination and something I couldn’t quite place. “Freya, it’s late,” I said, trying to sound more pissed than I felt. “You shouldn’t be here.”“I know,” she said, her voice dropping to a whisper. “But I couldn’t wait.”I leaned against the wall, arms crossed, and studied her. She looked different tonight—tense, almost fragile. “What is it?”Before she could respond, a familiar scent hit me—Denera’s scent, lingering o
DENARA’S POV My eyes slowly fluttered open, a frown creasing my forehead as the world came into focus. A sharp wave of nausea rolled through me, and a debilitating headache throbbed at my temples, each pulse sending a jolt of pain through my skull. I groaned softly, regretting every sip of that wolfsbane alcohol. The memory of the night before was a hazy blur, filled with laughter that now felt bitter and mocking.As the fog of confusion began to lift, panic surged within me. Blinking rapidly, I tried to piece together what was happening, but reality hit me hard: I was seated on a rough wooden chair, and something cold and unyielding was strapped around my wrists and ankles. “How the fuck am I kidnapped?” I muttered, my voice hoarse and laced with disbelief. The weight of my situation settled in like a heavy shroud, suffocating me. In the dim light, I sensed another presence lurking in the shadows. My heart raced as I turned my head slightly, the familiar scent hitting me like a s
BRUNO’S POV I walked out on her, the weight of my emotions crashing down like a tidal wave. Rage boiled inside me with every step I took, and all I could think about was Rockan. I wanted to kill him. I wanted to unleash the pent-up frustration that had been building since the moment I discovered Denera was pregnant with his child.The image of the mark on her neck haunted me, a permanent reminder of their reckless actions together. I had called the doctor just an hour ago to check on her—she was taking too long to wake up, and I got worried. Only to find out that she was carrying a child for the bastard who called himself head alpha. “Bruno!” The sound of my mother’s voice pulled me from my dark thoughts, and I groaned immediately upon recognizing it. “Oh goodness, yes, mother,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. “Follow me,” she ordered, her tone leaving no room for argument. I turned to look at her, and for a moment, my heart skipped a beat. Was it guilt I felt? Perhap
Bruno’s POV “You guys are monsters, all of you,” I blurted out, disbelief flooding my voice as I stared at my mother, my eyes wide with shock. The disappointment coursing through me was a heavy weight, suffocating and bitter.“We did what we had to do—” she continued, her voice trembling.“And you see how that’s affecting me now?” I shot back, my frustration boiling over. “Is Freya in on this too?” The thought twisted my stomach. If they were so hell-bent on me dating Freya, maybe she knew more than she let on.“No, you were all kids back then. I promise you that it’ll work out,” she insisted, tears brimming in her eyes. I groaned, my frustration reaching a breaking point. “For goodness’ sake, mother,” I snapped. I couldn’t stand there any longer. Pulling the emotional card and trying to gaslight me was even more irritating than the decisions they had made in the past. “I need air.”“Bruno, wait!” she called after me as I turned to leave, but I didn’t reply. Fortunately, she didn’t
TYRIS POV“What exactly do you want?” Eva hissed.“I want you both to listen to me.”“Well, we’re not interested in whatever you have to say. Is that too difficult to comprehend? I couldn’t deny that I loved everything about Eva, even her shouting at me felt like it was everything I needed but Serena was already in the picture.Why the fuck did I fuck with Serena? Why didn’t I waif? Was it really the goddess’s fault or mine? But if I didn’t get Serena pregnant I probably would never have found Eva because Serena wouldn’t have left the packhouse and if she had done I wouldn’t have noticed her absence. Hell! I had to admit that it was the goddess’s fault not mine. The goddess was just being twisted and cruel to me for no good reason.“Can you leave my house now?” Serena asked, arms akimbo rolling her eyes “Why are you being so difficult, Serena?” I asked, letting my frustration get the best of me and I immediately regretted it, biting my lips for doing too much.“I know men have audac
TYRIS POV “Did you just call her sis because she’s your sister or as friends?” I didn’t know when those words slipped out of my mouth. It was intended as a thought.“Yes. She’s my sister, my big sister. Do you know her?” Eva asked.I was supposed to answer Eva’s question, I knew I should but I got carried away, too carried away to think about what she asked. Rather I was mad at the moon goddess.I knew the moon goddess didn’t mean well for me when she paired Rockan and I to one mate but what I didn’t know was that she wouldn’t give up toying with my life after that.She made Rockan and Denara happy together only to make me suffer heartbreak unnecessarily. I don’t know what I did to deserve such callous treatment from her. But she was being extra mean and unkind to me.If she knew she had another mate for me why did she pair Denara and I together? Why did she make Rockan and I have one she-wolf as a mate? Why did she have to wait till I got another woman pregnant before making me meet
TYRIS’ POVThe sun peeked through the curtains, casting slanted rays of light across the room. I woke up early, the weight of yesterday pressing down on my chest like a heavy stone. Determination surged through me as I pushed the sheets aside and swung my legs over the side of the bed. Today was the day. I could feel it in my bones. I would find Serena and our unborn child.I had already lost Serena once, consumed by my pursuit of Denera, my first mate. The memories of that time haunted me; the choices I made had led to heartbreak and regret. Now, standing on the precipice of another chance, I couldn’t afford to be distracted by the unexpected appearance of Eva. She was a distraction I didn’t need, and her presence here made it all the more complicated. I had to push those foolish urges aside. As I dressed, I reminded myself of my purpose. Serena was out there somewhere, and I would find her. I had no room for anything else—not now. Once I was ready, I stepped outside into the cri
EVA’S POV Oh my God!“No, no, no, no, no!” I screamed at myself, gripping the curtain in front of me as if it could somehow shield me from the whirlwind of emotions swirling in my mind. My heart raced, pounding against my chest like a drum, while I tried to process what had just happened. “Is there a problem here?” Amanda walked in, her eyes narrowing with suspicion as they flicked over me. I stood upright, forcing a smile that felt more like a grimace. “No, no ma’am,” I replied, nodding abruptly before turning away, desperate to escape her probing gaze. Mate…He was my mate.The realization struck me like a lightning bolt, and my breath caught in my throat. How could this be? Just moments ago, I was going about my mundane life, managing the inn and taking care of my responsibilities, but now this? I could still see him clearly in my mind—the man with the chiseled jaw and broad shoulders, his hair dark and tousled frame, a face that seemed carved from stone. His eyes, a striking
TYRIS’ POV I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists, fighting the overwhelming urge to inhale deeply and drown in her essence. My heart raced, a mix of excitement and fear coursing through my veins. I had never expected to encounter my mate here, in this bustling inn filled with strangers and stories. “Hi?” Eva asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. She seemed to have noticed my turmoil but maintained a very composed demeanor. “Is this your first time here?”I looked up, struggling to find my voice amidst the chaos in my mind. “Yes, just passing through.”“Ah, a traveler then. You picked a lively spot. The Silver Moon Inn has its share of stories,” she said, her smile infectious. “Yeah, I can see that,” I replied, my mind racing. How was I supposed to go along with this? I had come in search of Serena, and here I stood, confronted by the very essence of fate itself. My mate was standing before me, a distraction I had never anticipated. “Are you okay? You look a bit pale,” she s
DENARA’S POV “Rockan…” I called as I sluggishly pulled my eyes open and saw him sitting right next to me on the bed holding my hands in the most assuring way ever.“I’m here little mate. I’m here for you.” He assured me and sealed it up with a forehead kiss.I closed my eyes and smiled. “Thank you babe.”“You shouldn’t do that. I live for you.” He kissed the back of my hand and I smiled, opening my eyes to touch his face, and that was when I saw them…“Luna Danielle! Adrianna?” I looked at Rockan searching his eyes for answers but was too impatient to wait for the answers. “What are you doing here? Am I dreaming?”“You think you are a super-shewolf right?” Adrianna rolled her eyes at me as she hugged me.“Denara, you scared us.” Luna Danielle complained.“I’m sorry… I’ll be careful next time.“Why did you bother to bring them back?” I mouthed to Rockan.“Would you have preferred he let you die instead?” Luna Danielle, whom I didn’t know was reading my lips, replied.“I wouldn’t have
ROCKAN’S POV I rushed outside to see my people being injured and hurt, probably killed by some hoodlums from the goddess knows where.The attack was so secretly arranged that my guards and sentinels were caught unaware and some of them also suffered from the attack.As soon as I got to the scene, my first instinct was to morph and remove all the attackers' heads from their bodies but there were younger kids and women here, some who might be pregnant and seeing a gory sight might be harmful to them.And most of all, I could feel and smell her… Denara, my mate, was here too. She didn’t wait inside like I instructed her to and I wasn’t surprised. It wasn’t like I expected her to stay inside in a situation like this. She was a Luna, a strong one at that.The only way to salvage the situation without making it overly dramatic was letting out my alpha aura to overpower them and that was exactly what I did.I closed my eyes and let my alpha aura flow through me and out in anger. The ground
ROCKAN’S POV “You killed my son.” The crying woman pointed at me accusingly.The guards rushed over with the intention of dragging her out but I signaled them to let her be.“But alpha, they are disrespecting you.” Someone from the crowd shouted.“They’re grieving.” I simply replied. The people didn’t bother to hide their shock at what I said and they started murmuring among themselves.They were probably surprised at my sudden change and how I was now caring and being understanding, which wasn’t very typical of me.Somehow I understood what it felt like to lose a child after Denara miscarried our baby. It wasn’t even a child yet, we hadn’t seen or felt the child or even knew it’s gender yet we felt this much devastated how much more a parent that lost a full grown adult.I felt bad for them but that was it, the mother would have prevented it from happening but she didn’t, rather she left the house in the middle of crisis and chaos for the goddess knows what and I did my best to not
ROCKAN’S POV The elders and the people stood up and bowed as soon as I entered with my mate and remained that way until we had our seats. I made sure Denara sat down first before joining her.“You may now sit.” I said and the people obeyed. Though the seats were not enough for the crowd.“Why are they so many? It feels like all the pack members are here.” I mindlinked Denara and she smiled at me.“They’re worried about their alpha.” She simply replied.After waiting for the goddess knows how long for someone to say something and no one did, I cleared my throat and started, “thank you all for coming and for your support when I was having a hard time.”The people started whispering and murmuring among themselves. That was when I realized they were still in shock of seeing me without my mask.I was already tired of the stares and the expressions I got. I didn’t know the people were so eager to see my face. What for? I wouldn’t be bothered if I were in their shoes though.“Yeah right.” M