Elena's POV
I looked around my room with a sense of warmth slowly creeping into my cold heart. In this very same room last year, I was left alone by my husband on our wedding night, feeling cold and alone.
Instead of the cuddles and kisses I was expecting, I received hurried words of goodbye from him, for the King called him to fight in a battle against the Rogues.
And for the year that came, I was in charge of all the pack issues as I awaited for his comeback.
Standing in front of the empty halls, I stared at the picture of the only family I had left, my husband, the Alpha of Swiftridge Pack – Bryson Renner.
Yes, the only family I had…
Years ago, my father and six brothers died in an unfortunate attack from the Rogues alongside most of our pack’s significant members. With their absence, my in-laws treated me well. So, when my father-in-law was injured in a war, I didn’t think twice about using every means I had to help the new family I had, the Swiftridge Pack.
Though no one asked, I worked to be the best Luna they needed. I would even use my own inheritance to improve the living of their packs and ensure that Bryson’s mother, Courtney, who was sick, was well taken care of. I’ve looked around for the best doctor to check on her and brought every medicine she needed, no matter what the cost.
Although I’ve been a full-time housewife who’s very different from the warrior I’ve been brought up to be, I’m still looking forward to my bright future after reuniting with my Alpha husband.
I smiled as I admired his photo on the wall. He’s a great warrior on the battlefield, but when he was with me, he was nothing but sweet and gentlemanly.
Due to my mother’s last wish, I turned my back from being a warrior and heeded her wishes for me to get married, have children, and lead a peaceful life.
And on her last day in the hospital, Bryson came to her bedside and vowed to her that he’d treat me well for the rest of his life.
Now, the war had ended, and he won another battle that brought glory to the kingdom. Joyful of his return, I held a grand celebratory event to welcome him back.
I was wearing a beautiful midnight blue gown with sparkles on its hem, and I did my makeup and hair. I prepared so well for this, but as I walked toward the hall where the celebration was being held, my in-laws couldn’t even look at me, and the other elders and high-ranking members stared at me with sympathy.
What’s happening? I wondered in confusion.
My questions were then thrown out of the window the second I saw Bryson coming down the stage. A smile immediately formed on my lips as I watched him walk closer and closer to me.
His brown eyes were sparkling with…
My eyes narrowed.
“Elena, I need to talk to you,” he spoke so earnestly that his baritone voice brought a chill to my spine.
"Elena, I've found my fated mate." His words hung in the air after he repeated them, and I saw him smile with a depth of joy I had never seen before.
His hazelnut eyes sparkled with unbridled joy, a stark contrast to the storm raging in my heart, as he continued, "…and I am marrying her."
My wolf, Ava, whimpered inside of me while I froze in bewilderment.
When I opened my lips, ready to refute, he thoughtlessly handed me a letter with the familiar seal of the kingdom.
A cold sweat formed on my forehead, and my legs almost became weak at the sight of it. The last time I received that letter was when the kingdom showed their earnest gratitude and apology when my father and six brothers died in war.
"W-what's that?" I asked.
The last time I received it, I lost the people I love. What would I lose now?
As I grabbed the letter and read it, Bryson spoke, "The King, himself, granted a verdict for my marriage with Glenda. She'll be joining our pack."
It wasn't a question or a suggestion. It's a statement.
Glenda… So, she's his fated mate. How could I not know her? She's, after all, a well-known warrior.
Straightening up my back and keeping calm, I asked, "Glenda… She's a respected warrior from the kingdom, looked up to by every woman and valued by the royal family’s safety forces. Will she be willing to marry you without any title?"
“Without a title? Of course, she’ll be my legal wife and Luna, just like you. You and her will be equal in everything, standing side by side in handling our pack’s affairs.
Legal? Same as me?
I sneered in utter disbelief. “The same? Do you really think making things legal won’t change the fact that she’s a mistress?”
“Don’t call her that! She’s my fated mate, and we earned this marriage by battling through death in the rogue war. You just have to live with that!”
Live with that? That phrase made my ear twitch as it repeatedly echoed in me.
The audacity he had to say such a thing right in my face was beyond me.
“Are you hearing yourself?” I asked, looking at him with eyes filled with betrayal. “Have you forgotten what you promised me on our marriage a year ago?”
He was stunned for a bit. His eyes dimmed as he got lost in thoughts before they glinted with guilt that quickly vanished.
A year ago, right after our marriage ceremony, he brought me to the lakeside near the venue where our ceremony was held.
The moonlight shone before us, and he pulled me beside him, holding me by my waist while we stared at the moon.
He slowly turned his head and whispered his vow right into my ears, which brought butterflies to my belly and warmth to my heart.
“Remember this day, my Love. From today onwards, I’d love no one else but you. You’ll be the only woman in my life.”
My heart was pumping so wild with happiness. I turned my head and met his gaze. “What if you find your fated mate?”
Holding my chin with his thumb and index finger, he lifted my head up and made me stare closer at him. “It won’t change a thing.”
I thought I was very lucky then, but it turned out. It was just a blissful dream I was so cruelly woken up from.
That same man who promised me a lifetime was now looking at me with indifference as he firmly said, “Forget about that. I was clueless then. I love Glenda, and the moon goddess blessed us. We were meant for each other.”
I felt like something in me vanished, and I felt so empty. But despite that, I need answers. Staring at him, I indifferently said, “I want to talk to her.”
“Elena!” he growled protectively.
He took a threatening step toward me. “Don’t you dare cause any unnecessary trouble! You are still a Luna. As long as you properly serve my family and this pack, I promise to give you a child in the future.”
I looked at him in disbelief.
I never thought he’d be so arrogant, totally different from the person he was when he asked my mother for my hand in marriage.
A child? Serve? What did he take me for, a servant? And since when did a child become a piece of reward?
The more he spoke, the more absurd he sounded to me. It’s ridiculous!
Raising my head high, I took a deep breath and pursed my lips as I uttered with conviction, “Then, as the current and only Luna of this pack, I am commanding that you bring her to me.”
Elena’s POVDeacon stared at him for a long moment, then knelt down until they were eye level. His large hands covered Rafael’s tiny ones, and his voice, usually edged with command, was gentle. He grabbed the box from his hand and opened it, showcasing his mother’s precious paperweight. I couldn’t forget that one. It’s made of ceramic and wood.
Elena’s POVWith a mixture of love, pain, sadness, and joy in our hearts, we decided to part ways the next morning. The sun had barely risen, and we started preparing to leave the StoneMoon Pack.Carrying a couple of bags, Deacon and I climbed the stairs down together with Rafael, who was holding onto my arm.In the living
Elena’s POVThey froze at my words. Luna Kate is looking at me with confusion, while Alpha Mark stares at me with a sharp gaze that is almost judging every inch of me.Taking a deep breath, I explained to them, “While other heirs are being trained, shaped, and prepared, Rafael spent years suffering. I will not let him lose more time. He needs Deacon’s guidance. He needs to live under the roof of his future Alpha, to learn firsthand what it means to lead.&r
Elena’s POVThe reunion that unfolds engulfs us in a warm blanket, easing the pain that struck our hearts for the past few days.Luna Kate, with tears in her eyes, refuses to let go of Rafael after she croches down and pulls him into her arms. Though shy and hesitant, Rafael manages to ease into her arms after a while, which Luna Kate takes as a sign that she can caress him more.Her chin quivered as more tears streamed in her eyes while she caressed Rafael’s face like he were a fragile figurine.“Oh, my grandson…” she cried when she examined Rafael’s body and saw some minor signs of his abuse.Alpha Mark, on the other hand, had remained silent beside her all this time, but the way his hand rested on his mate’s shoulder spoke volumes. The stone-cold Alpha I knew he had become had softened into a grandfather who had just reclaimed blood he thought was lost forever.And yet, as much as the sight brought comfort, a weight settled over me. Rafael’s place in this world wasn’t just about bl
Elena’s POVThe grief and pain I had felt when I thought Rafael died in that massacre is nothing compared to the agony striking my chest now.I want to leap with joy at seeing him alive, but the knowledge that he has been poisoned and suffering all these years cuts deeper than any blade.I try to sleep, but peace never comes. Each time I close my eyes, darkness drags me into nightmares.Cold sweats. Screams. That’s how I wake. Always, Deacon is there—his strong arms pulling me close, his warmth wrapping me against the chill of despair.“Rafael?” I whisper the same question every time the nightmares rip me awake.Deacon wipes my tears, presses a kiss to my forehead, and murmurs the same steady answer. “He’s fine.”For days, I have been consumed by raw grief. But grief slowly hardens into resolve. I cannot simply cry. I need to act. I need to give Rafael justice.And the first step is to place him back where he belongs—recognised as a legitimate member of my family, my pack.That means
Elena’s POVThe drive back to the Ironpaw pack felt both endless and fleeting. Yeah, I know. I kind of weird description, but that’s how I felt.Rafael, who was obviously exhausted, probably not just from last night’s event but from all the years he was alone facing a goddess who knew what, had been asleep all throughout the ride.His small, fragile body reminded me of how much he must have endured all these years. And the emre thought of those things I couldn’t even imagine brought more ache in my heart.When we finally arrived in the pack house, the sky was already a hint of orange as the sun started to set.Jayden and Zara were already waiting at the front porch with a huge smile on their faces, ready to welcome us.Tyson hurriedly got out of the driver’s seat and went to open the door for us.As Deacon carefully lifted Rafael from the seat, a small group emerged from the house, signalled by Jayden and Zara who had an expectant look on their faces.The group was led by Dr. Aris, ou