I had just finished dinner and was about returning to my room when the door creaked open, and Alpha Grant stepped into the room accompanied by his guards whom he quietly dismissed. His presence was commanding, and despite my earlier anger, I felt a flutter of nervousness at seeing him again.“Hailey,” he said, his tone softer this time, almost tentative. “Can we talk?”I crossed my arms, trying to maintain a facade of indifference. “About what? How I should feel about you? Or how I'm not allowed to have a future with you?”He took a step closer, his expression serious. “No, about what happened earlier. I didn’t mean to dismiss your feelings. I just…”“Just what?” I interrupted, frustration bubbling up again. “You just want to pretend it was a mistake? That we didn’t share something real? If that's what you want, then fine. I'll move out sometimes during the week.”His brow furrowed, and he ran a hand through his hair again, a sign of his growing frustration. “That’s not what I’m sayin
The elders arrived at dawn, moving through the estate with their usual air of authority. Their expressions were stern, as if already prepared to pass judgment on a situation they barely understood. As I watched them gather in the main hall, I couldn't help the chuckle tugging at the edge of my lips. They must be forgetting who the Alpha is to come into the Packhouse with that disgusting aura. I matched into the meeting room, taking a seat at the edge of the long mahogany table. “We greet you Alpha,” Elder Rowan greeted me, his tone formal and his gaze sharp. He was the oldest among them and wielded significant influence in our pack. The others, Elder Cain, Elder Marta and Elder Moira, followed suit, each bearing expressions that left little room for casual conversation. I nodded, acknowledging their bows as they took their seat round the table. “Thank you for granting us an audience on such short notice,” Elder Rowan began. “We understand that the news circulating the pack regardin
The morning was crisp, the ground softened by dew as Ava and I patrolled the eastern edge of our territory. It was a routine start, quiet with only the occasional crunch of our steps breaking the stillness. But soon, an unease crept into the air.I noticed it in the sideways glances from pack members passing by, their eyes lingering on us before quickly darting away. Whispers passed from one person to the next, voices low but unmistakably directed at us. Their gazes shifted nervously, as if they carried some dangerous secret they were unwilling to reveal.“Why’s everyone acting like we’ve sprouted extra heads?” Ava murmured beside me, raising an eyebrow.I shrugged, though irritation bubbled in my chest. “I don’t know,” I replied, scanning the faces around us, “but I’m about to find out.”My gaze landed on Garrett, a young warrior nearby who seemed especially uneasy. I took a step toward him, my voice sharp. “Garrett!”He froze, his face pale as he turned to face me. “Y-yes, Alpha’s s
I stood frozen, grappling with a mixture of fury and disbelief. How could she do that to her own sister? But then, before I could utter a single word, I caught sight of Alpha Grant descending the stairs. His gaze was unreadable as he watched us, his calm only fueling the fire within me.Hailey walked past me with her mat tucked under her arm, her eyes gleaming with a confidence that stoked my anger even further. She held her head high, sparing me one last hideous look before turning toward my father.“I’ll go in first,” she said quietly, stepping past him without another glance my way.I clenched my fists, feeling every emotion swirl into a chaotic storm. Watching her walk away so calmly, as if this whole scene hadn’t affected her, only deepened my sense of betrayal. And my father stood there, unmoved. I could feel his gaze on me, quiet yet unyielding, as though he’d already decided exactly what he’d say and how he’d dismiss me.Finally, I couldn’t take the silence. “How could you, fa
Hailey’s POV I snuggled under the thick, warm duvet, feeling the faint thrill of solitude as I flipped through the novel I’d borrowed a few days ago from Alpha Grant’s study. His collection was impressive, filled with volumes I could lose myself in for hours. As I flipped through the pages, immersed in the novel with the thought of Argon’s drama at the back of my mind, my peace was short lived. Without warning, the door burst open, and there stood Ava, looking like a storm ready to wreak havoc. Her gaze met mine with such disdain that it felt like she was peering into my soul just to find reasons to hate me. She didn’t waste a second before hurling accusations, her words slicing through the quiet like a blade. “I never knew you'd be this shameless, Hailey” she spat, her voice laced with venom. “Coveting your ex-husband’s father? Really, Hailey? Lusting after your father-in-law now? Does that even make any sense?” I raised an eyebrow, unfazed by her fury. “Did you say good morning?
The weight of Ava’s words lingered in my mind, gnawing at me with an unsettling persistence. The Alpha King’s visitation was only days away, and Wolf Shade, my pack, was the last stop on his tour. This would be more than just another event; it could shatter the fragile peace that had settled over us and shift the entire pack dynamic. I rose from the bed, feeling the cold air of the room against my skin as I wrapped my arms around myself. Outside, the grounds were quiet, eerily so. Except for Alpha Grant, who crossed the courtyard with a cold, distant expression, walking past Argon as if he were invisible. He didn’t even spare him a glance as he slid into his car without a word, disappearing into the distance. Argon stood frozen in the same spot, fists clenched, his body radiating frustration. Ava, as expected, appeared at his side, linking her arm through his with a possessive, almost smug gesture. She whispered something in his ear, and together they walked off, heads held high.
“Elara,” he greeted, his voice smooth, though there was a hint of surprise. “I didn’t expect to see you here today, I hope all is well?” Elara inclined her head respectfully. “Alpha Grant,” she said, with a touch of warmth. “Hailey has requested to learn the Luna protocols. I thought it best she understand the responsibility.” Alpha Grant’s eyes shifted to me, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. “I see,” he said, his tone curious. “Can I have a quick word with you, Hailey” I excused myself as he led me towards his room. “What exactly are you doing, Hailey?” he asked, his voice low, though there was a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. I met his gaze evenly, choosing my words carefully. “Just preparing for what’s to come,” I replied. “Ava made her intentions quite clear, and I intend to be ready.” He raised an eyebrow. “Ava?” “Yes, she plans to make Argon the Alpha before the Alpha King arrives, rallying the pack members against you to secure her position a
Despite the fear that rippled through the pack, there was an underlying respect for the Alpha King. His name alone was enough to silence conversations, to halt the beating of hearts. He embodied power, justice, and an unspoken mystique. Rarely seen, his face was known only to a select few advisors, bound by an oath of secrecy that was unbreakable. The law that governed them was simple: speak of him, and both you and your family would face execution. The Alpha King had become more than a leader; he was a myth, an enigma, a figure whose very existence both terrified and fascinated. Whispers of him painted a picture of a man wrapped in mystery. Some said he always wore a hat and mask that concealed his face completely, leaving only his commanding aura to define him. Others spoke of his rare visits, describing a tall, imposing figure who exuded an almost otherworldly presence. They spoke of a fragrance that followed him, a scent so unique that it demanded attention, respect, and submiss
After the scene at the pack house, I knew I couldn’t let this slide. The thought of my father, Alpha Grant, taking Hailey, my mate and my ex-wife as his Luna twisted something deep inside me. This wasn’t just about pride or territory; it was personal. Hailey was mine she belonged with me, not him. The idea of her ruling over me was unthinkable. I wouldn’t sit by and watch this happen. That evening, I called an emergency meeting with the elders. As they gathered, I felt the weight of their expectant gazes on me. Some looked puzzled, others concerned, but I saw no sign of approval in any of their eyes. Good. At least I wasn’t the only one who saw this situation for what it was. I gestured for them to sit while I took a deep breath, pushing down the anger that burned beneath my skin. I had to stay focused. “Good evening, elders,” I began, my voice cold and resolute. “I’ve called you here because there’s a fire burning beneath our feet, and we cannot ignore it any longer. My father
Despite the fear that rippled through the pack, there was an underlying respect for the Alpha King. His name alone was enough to silence conversations, to halt the beating of hearts. He embodied power, justice, and an unspoken mystique. Rarely seen, his face was known only to a select few advisors, bound by an oath of secrecy that was unbreakable. The law that governed them was simple: speak of him, and both you and your family would face execution. The Alpha King had become more than a leader; he was a myth, an enigma, a figure whose very existence both terrified and fascinated. Whispers of him painted a picture of a man wrapped in mystery. Some said he always wore a hat and mask that concealed his face completely, leaving only his commanding aura to define him. Others spoke of his rare visits, describing a tall, imposing figure who exuded an almost otherworldly presence. They spoke of a fragrance that followed him, a scent so unique that it demanded attention, respect, and submiss
“Elara,” he greeted, his voice smooth, though there was a hint of surprise. “I didn’t expect to see you here today, I hope all is well?” Elara inclined her head respectfully. “Alpha Grant,” she said, with a touch of warmth. “Hailey has requested to learn the Luna protocols. I thought it best she understand the responsibility.” Alpha Grant’s eyes shifted to me, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. “I see,” he said, his tone curious. “Can I have a quick word with you, Hailey” I excused myself as he led me towards his room. “What exactly are you doing, Hailey?” he asked, his voice low, though there was a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. I met his gaze evenly, choosing my words carefully. “Just preparing for what’s to come,” I replied. “Ava made her intentions quite clear, and I intend to be ready.” He raised an eyebrow. “Ava?” “Yes, she plans to make Argon the Alpha before the Alpha King arrives, rallying the pack members against you to secure her position a
The weight of Ava’s words lingered in my mind, gnawing at me with an unsettling persistence. The Alpha King’s visitation was only days away, and Wolf Shade, my pack, was the last stop on his tour. This would be more than just another event; it could shatter the fragile peace that had settled over us and shift the entire pack dynamic. I rose from the bed, feeling the cold air of the room against my skin as I wrapped my arms around myself. Outside, the grounds were quiet, eerily so. Except for Alpha Grant, who crossed the courtyard with a cold, distant expression, walking past Argon as if he were invisible. He didn’t even spare him a glance as he slid into his car without a word, disappearing into the distance. Argon stood frozen in the same spot, fists clenched, his body radiating frustration. Ava, as expected, appeared at his side, linking her arm through his with a possessive, almost smug gesture. She whispered something in his ear, and together they walked off, heads held high.
Hailey’s POV I snuggled under the thick, warm duvet, feeling the faint thrill of solitude as I flipped through the novel I’d borrowed a few days ago from Alpha Grant’s study. His collection was impressive, filled with volumes I could lose myself in for hours. As I flipped through the pages, immersed in the novel with the thought of Argon’s drama at the back of my mind, my peace was short lived. Without warning, the door burst open, and there stood Ava, looking like a storm ready to wreak havoc. Her gaze met mine with such disdain that it felt like she was peering into my soul just to find reasons to hate me. She didn’t waste a second before hurling accusations, her words slicing through the quiet like a blade. “I never knew you'd be this shameless, Hailey” she spat, her voice laced with venom. “Coveting your ex-husband’s father? Really, Hailey? Lusting after your father-in-law now? Does that even make any sense?” I raised an eyebrow, unfazed by her fury. “Did you say good morning?
I stood frozen, grappling with a mixture of fury and disbelief. How could she do that to her own sister? But then, before I could utter a single word, I caught sight of Alpha Grant descending the stairs. His gaze was unreadable as he watched us, his calm only fueling the fire within me.Hailey walked past me with her mat tucked under her arm, her eyes gleaming with a confidence that stoked my anger even further. She held her head high, sparing me one last hideous look before turning toward my father.“I’ll go in first,” she said quietly, stepping past him without another glance my way.I clenched my fists, feeling every emotion swirl into a chaotic storm. Watching her walk away so calmly, as if this whole scene hadn’t affected her, only deepened my sense of betrayal. And my father stood there, unmoved. I could feel his gaze on me, quiet yet unyielding, as though he’d already decided exactly what he’d say and how he’d dismiss me.Finally, I couldn’t take the silence. “How could you, fa
The morning was crisp, the ground softened by dew as Ava and I patrolled the eastern edge of our territory. It was a routine start, quiet with only the occasional crunch of our steps breaking the stillness. But soon, an unease crept into the air.I noticed it in the sideways glances from pack members passing by, their eyes lingering on us before quickly darting away. Whispers passed from one person to the next, voices low but unmistakably directed at us. Their gazes shifted nervously, as if they carried some dangerous secret they were unwilling to reveal.“Why’s everyone acting like we’ve sprouted extra heads?” Ava murmured beside me, raising an eyebrow.I shrugged, though irritation bubbled in my chest. “I don’t know,” I replied, scanning the faces around us, “but I’m about to find out.”My gaze landed on Garrett, a young warrior nearby who seemed especially uneasy. I took a step toward him, my voice sharp. “Garrett!”He froze, his face pale as he turned to face me. “Y-yes, Alpha’s s
The elders arrived at dawn, moving through the estate with their usual air of authority. Their expressions were stern, as if already prepared to pass judgment on a situation they barely understood. As I watched them gather in the main hall, I couldn't help the chuckle tugging at the edge of my lips. They must be forgetting who the Alpha is to come into the Packhouse with that disgusting aura. I matched into the meeting room, taking a seat at the edge of the long mahogany table. “We greet you Alpha,” Elder Rowan greeted me, his tone formal and his gaze sharp. He was the oldest among them and wielded significant influence in our pack. The others, Elder Cain, Elder Marta and Elder Moira, followed suit, each bearing expressions that left little room for casual conversation. I nodded, acknowledging their bows as they took their seat round the table. “Thank you for granting us an audience on such short notice,” Elder Rowan began. “We understand that the news circulating the pack regardin
I had just finished dinner and was about returning to my room when the door creaked open, and Alpha Grant stepped into the room accompanied by his guards whom he quietly dismissed. His presence was commanding, and despite my earlier anger, I felt a flutter of nervousness at seeing him again.“Hailey,” he said, his tone softer this time, almost tentative. “Can we talk?”I crossed my arms, trying to maintain a facade of indifference. “About what? How I should feel about you? Or how I'm not allowed to have a future with you?”He took a step closer, his expression serious. “No, about what happened earlier. I didn’t mean to dismiss your feelings. I just…”“Just what?” I interrupted, frustration bubbling up again. “You just want to pretend it was a mistake? That we didn’t share something real? If that's what you want, then fine. I'll move out sometimes during the week.”His brow furrowed, and he ran a hand through his hair again, a sign of his growing frustration. “That’s not what I’m sayin