Claire's POVIn the vast expanse of time, never would I have imagined myself crossing the threshold of the pack house once more. Each step I took within those walls echoed with memories, a tapestry of pain and heartache that I had desperately tried to unravel and leave behind. Rejection and sorrow had left their mark, etching into my very being. Yet, here I stood, against my better judgment, within the confines of the meeting room, seated directly across from him.His presence still held the power to command attention, just as it had years ago. Those eyes, dark and piercing, seemed to bore into my soul, uncovering emotions I had long buried. His hair, as dark and well-kept as I remembered, was a testament to his unwavering commitment to appearances. It was hard to deny that he exuded a magnetic allure, an enigmatic charm that had captured not only my heart but the hearts of many.He looked as handsome as ever, a fact I begrudgingly acknowledged. The chiseled jawline, broad shoulders,
Claire's POVDaniel took a deep breath in, his chest rising and falling with a mix of emotions. My revelation had clearly struck a chord within him, and for a moment, the room seemed to hold its breath in anticipation of his response. When he finally spoke, his voice was laced with a weariness that only added to the layers of complexity between us. "A witch," he mused, his eyes narrowing slightly as he processed the information. "Haven't you heard that to trust a witch is to invite your very demise?"My heart sank as I lowered my head, the weight of my actions and their consequences settling heavily on my shoulders. I couldn't argue with his skepticism; the supernatural world was filled with treacherous alliances and hidden agendas. Trusting a witch was a risk that could lead to unimaginable consequences.Daniel let out a heavy sigh, his gaze still fixed on me. "If what you say is true, if it's really a witch who's behind this, we're going to need help," he stated firmly, his expressi
Selena's POVThat day I had a great sleep. No nightmares. No worries. As the morning sun filtered through the curtains, I stretched lazily, a grin tugging at the corners of my mouth. Last night’s kiss with Leo still lingered on my lips like a sweet, lingering promise. It had been years since I felt such unfiltered joy. The way Leo’s lips had pressed against mine, tender and full of unspoken words, made me feel alive in a way I hadn’t thought possible.I sprang out of bed, my feet barely touching the floor as I bounced towards the shower. Water droplets danced across my skin, refreshing my senses and leaving me tingling. I slipped into a dress that burst with color, its floral pattern spinning around me like a whimsical tale. With each step, the skirt fluttered, releasing tiny tremors of delight. I caught myself in the mirror, and my gaze lingered, mesmerized by the way the fabric shimmered, as if infused with the magic of the previous night. My lips still curved upwards, frozen in a s
Selene's POVI cried all night, my eyes puffy and swollen. I felt so stupid. I knew Leo had a fiancée. They were going to get married one day, but I had still dived in. Why did my heart hurt so much? What was wrong with me?When I went downstairs, gloomy and disheveled, Caleb looked up from his phone. "Are you alright?"I snapped, "Do I look alright?"Ethan, sitting at the table with a cup of coffee, raised an eyebrow. "Yesterday you were all excited about going out shopping. What changed?"I rolled my eyes. "Days change, isn't it obvious? What is it to you anyway?"I knew I was being rude, but I couldn't help it. I felt this indescribable hurt, pain, and anger boiling inside me. Caleb glanced at me, concerned. "Are you on your period?"That was the last straw. I grabbed the nearest object, a salt shaker, and hurled it at him. Caleb's broad fingers caught it effortlessly.Ethan put down his cup, his tone firm. "Spill it. What's going on?"I couldn't tell them the truth—that I was sad
Tiana’s POVI saw the look on her face and I could not help but grin. After Selene left, I gloated, grinning from ear to ear as I wondered how to make her feel bad for daring to have feelings for my fiancé. Not that I minded, though. But seeing the way she was smiling after kissing him made me want to destroy her, emotionally break her down. It was all a game, really, a bit of fun before the wedding, even though I had my ultimate goal.I strode through the lavish hallways of the estate, my heels clicking sharply on the marble floor. My wedding preparations were in full swing, and everything had to be perfect. As I passed by, the staff hurriedly moved out of my way, their heads bowed. I liked it that way. Authority suited me.Gosh it was so better being a soon to be Luna. I grinned. No ne, would know who I truly was and that's the sweetest thing. Deceiving them to the end and ultimately destroying all of them.I giggled. In the grand ballroom, decorators were adjusting the silk drapes
Selene's POVWedding preparations. When someone was getting married, they made all kinds of provisions. All kinds of expenses. The cost of a wedding is a small price to pay for a lifetime of love and happiness. The venue, the food, the decorations, the music—every detail is carefully considered, every penny carefully spent. But in the end, it’s not about the money; it’s about the promise of forever.Those were my thoughts as I helped push items into the event hall. I had been roped into assisting with the preparations, though my heart wasn’t in it. The event hall was a flurry of activity—people setting up tables, hanging lights, arranging flowers. The scent of fresh blooms and the clatter of utensils filled the air, but none of it reached me. My mind was elsewhere, caught up in the swirl of emotions that had been overwhelming me ever since Tiana’s visit.I dragged another box to the corner and sat down on it, letting out a heavy sigh. My eyes felt swollen from crying. It seemed the te
I blinked as I stepped away from Caleb. “I…I didn’t hear you come in…”His face was cold as his eyes moved to the picture on the ground. He looked so unlike himself, unlike the Caleb I knew, as his gaze shifted back to me. “That’s because you were snooping.” He stepped closer, and it felt as if his aura had become dangerous.My soul seemed to have left my body as I shifted back, my back hitting the wardrobe. The sharp thud echoed in the tense silence.I gulped. “Me…me…snooping. I…I wasn’t.”This wasn’t the Caleb I knew. This was like another person—dangerous, unpredictable. His eyes darkened, and the intensity in his stare made my heart race.“Oh really? Haven’t you heard this before, Selene? Do not go around people’s rooms.”My breath hitched as I struggled to find my voice. “I was just...curious. I found the photo by accident. I didn’t mean to invade your privacy.”Caleb's gaze narrowed, his voice low and menacing. "Curious? You call this curious? You're digging through my personal
The night sky was clear, no moon, no stars, just endless dark sky. I shivered as I walked behind Caleb, the cold air biting into my skin. The wind howled through the trees, carrying with it the distant sounds of chaos—growls, snarls, and the crashing of underbrush as the rogues searched for us. Every rustle of leaves, every snap of a twig made me jump, my senses heightened to the point of pain. I could feel the weight of fear pressing down on me, but I couldn’t afford to give in to it. Not now. Not with Caleb leading us to safety.“We’re almost there,” Caleb murmured, his voice rough and strained. He kept his pace steady, but I could see the tension in his shoulders, the way his hand gripped the knife he’d taken from one of the rogues.I nodded, though I wasn’t sure if he could see me. My breath was coming in shallow gasps, my heart pounding in my chest. The safe house wasn’t far, but every step felt like a mile. We had to keep moving. We had to survive.Then, out of nowhere, a rogue
The world around me was hazy, the sharp pain in my chest stealing my breath. Darkness encroached, but somewhere in the distance, I could hear voices—familiar ones—calling my name. Eli, Noah... their shouts pierced through the numbness. I clung to that sound, refusing to let go.This couldn’t be the end.With a herculean effort, I forced my eyes open, my body feeling like it weighed a thousand pounds. Above me, the sky stretched endlessly, a deep and inky black, but the shadows that had once loomed so large were gone. The dark force was defeated—or at least, it should’ve been.I felt a hand on my arm, tugging me back to the present. It was Noah, his face pale, his usually calm eyes wild with fear. "Lily! Stay with me!"Eli crouched beside him, his expression a mix of fury and anguish. "Don’t you dare die on us, Lily. Don’t you dare!"My vision swam as I tried to sit up, but the pain ripped through me again. My hand went to my chest, feeling the warm slickness of blood where the final s
The pack gathered at the edge of the forest, their faces grim. The air buzzed with tension as everyone prepared for the battle that would determine their future. I stood at the front, trying to keep my nerves in check. This was it—the final stand. The moment I had trained for, fought for, bled for.Leo, my father, approached me, his expression unreadable. Despite the trials, the betrayals, and the pain we’d endured, his presence always carried the weight of leadership. But today, he wasn’t the Alpha. Today, the pack looked to me."You’re ready," Leo said, his voice steady.I looked up at him, my heart swelling with emotion. "I hope so."He placed a hand on my shoulder, the gesture more tender than I expected. "We all trust you, Lily. I trust you."Selena stepped forward, her usual sharp demeanor softened by the gravity of the moment. She didn’t say anything, but the look in her eyes spoke volumes. She trusted me too, and for the first time, I felt the full weight of my responsibility
The air in the sacred chamber was heavy with anticipation. My footsteps echoed on the stone floor as I walked toward the center of the room, my heart racing in my chest. This was it—the final Luna trial. Everything I had fought for, everything I had endured, had led me to this moment. But I wasn’t prepared for the weight of it, the crushing pressure of what was at stake."You’ve got this," Rose said quietly from beside me. Her voice was soft, free of the usual bite that accompanied our exchanges. Ever since the battle with the traitor, she had changed. Maybe it was seeing Eli hurt, or maybe it was the realization that we were all in this together. Either way, Rose was standing by me now, for the first time in years, and that meant more than I could put into words.I gave her a small nod, grateful for her presence, even though fear gripped my chest like a vise.Noah stood just behind us, his arms crossed as he surveyed the chamber. He had been distant since the battle, quieter than usu
"After them!" I shouted, my heart pounding as I sprinted forward, Noah and Selena close behind. The traitor had disappeared into the shadows of the hall, slipping away like a ghost. We rushed through the narrow corridors, the weight of betrayal pressing down on us.The traitor—a former ally, a trusted figure—had turned against us. My father, Leo, the man who had built this pack from the ground up, was now in danger. I couldn’t allow them to succeed.As we turned a corner, a loud crash echoed from up ahead, followed by the unmistakable sounds of a struggle. I picked up the pace, the urgency pulling me faster than my legs wanted to go.When we burst into the central chamber, chaos greeted us.Eli was already there, locked in a brutal fight with the traitor. Blood stained his shirt, and his movements were sluggish. My heart lurched. He was injured.Leo stood behind him, trying to defend himself with whatever strength he had left. But he wasn’t the man he once was. Age had slowed him, and
The figure reached out, fingers curling around the edge of their face, pulling the skin away as if it were a mask. I gasped, my throat tightening in shock, but no sound escaped. Where Rose had stood moments ago, a stranger now stared back at me. Dark eyes glittered with satisfaction, a sneer twisting their lips. My heart hammered in my chest, but I couldn't move, rooted in disbelief. "You’ve been deceived, bitch," the stranger spat, the familiar warmth of Rose’s voice replaced with something cold, mocking. I blinked, my mind racing. Who was this? My pulse thrummed in my ears, drowning out everything around me. "Where’s Rose?" I demanded, my voice steadier than I felt. The stranger grinned, baring teeth like a predator toying with its prey. "Closer than you think." Noah stepped forward, his presence grounding me. His eyes flickered over the figure, suspicion darkening his features. "Who are you?" The stranger chuckled, the sound hollow. "Someone who’s been watching this pack f
The early morning sky was bruised with dark clouds, heavy and foreboding. The distant rumble of thunder blended with the cacophony of preparation in the pack’s camp. The pack members scrambled to their positions, their faces etched with grim determination. I stood at the edge of the camp, watching the horizon, my heart pounding in my chest. The rogue army was almost upon us.The scent of rain mixed with the tang of adrenaline, and the air was charged with tension. I tried to focus on the task at hand, forcing myself to take deep, steady breaths. Our defenses were set, but the traitor’s sabotage had thrown our plans into disarray. We had already lost precious time repairing breaches and reinforcing weak points.“Lily!” Rose’s voice cut through the din, and I turned to see her running toward me, her eyes fierce. “The scouts reported that the rogues are just minutes away. We need to be ready.”“I know,” I replied, nodding. “Everyone’s in position. We just have to hold the line until rein
The sky was overcast, the heavy clouds pressing down as if to mirror the gravity of our situation. The atmosphere around the pack's central gathering area was tense, a low hum of worried voices mingling with the clatter of preparations. The rogue army was advancing, and time was running out. I stood on a makeshift stage at the center of the clearing, the weight of the pack’s fears pressing down on me like a physical force. I needed to rally their spirits, to inspire them to face the threat head-on.The pack members were assembled, their faces a mix of fear and determination. I took a deep breath and stepped forward, trying to push aside the doubts that gnawed at me. Rose stood beside me, her expression guarded, while Eli and Noah flanked me from either side. The tension between them was palpable, but there was no time to address it now.“Everyone, listen up!” I called out, raising my voice to be heard over the murmurs. “I know that many of you are scared. I am too. But we cannot let f
The pack’s council chamber was a vast, echoing space, its high ceilings and ancient stone walls bearing witness to countless decisions made for the safety and future of our pack. Tonight, it felt more like a labyrinth of secrets and shadows than a place of governance. The atmosphere was thick with tension as Eli and I stood before Councilor Whitman, who had agreed to meet with us under pressure.Councilor Whitman, a tall man with graying hair and a stern demeanor, sat behind his large oak desk. His eyes, though weary, held a sharpness that made me wary. Eli stood beside me, his expression serious as he prepared to question Whitman about the troubling clues we’d uncovered.“Councilor Whitman,” I began, trying to keep my voice steady, “we have reason to believe that there’s a traitor among us, and that this traitor is providing information to the Blackthorns.”Whitman’s eyes narrowed. “This is a serious accusation, Lily. I would appreciate it if you had concrete evidence before making s
The moon hung high and heavy in the sky, its pale light casting long shadows over the pack’s territory. The night was quiet, but the stillness felt oppressive, as if the very air was thick with secrets waiting to be uncovered. The betrayal I feared was not just a whisper in the dark—it was a tangible threat, and it was close.I paced the length of my bedroom, trying to sort through the whirlwind of thoughts and emotions that had taken hold of me since the meeting with the Blackthorns. Noah’s words echoed in my mind, growing louder with every passing hour. Someone from within our own pack was working with Killian Blackthorn, and it wasn’t just a matter of figuring out who—it was a matter of finding them before it was too late.Rose had been insistent that I was letting paranoia cloud my judgment. She’d accused me of letting the stress of leadership consume me, and while her words were sharp, I could see the underlying jealousy and frustration. I had a purpose now—one she felt had been