We stayed like that for what felt like hours, wrapped in each other's warmth, our hearts beating in sync. The sound of the waterfall continued to serenade us, and I could have stayed there forever, cradled in the safety of Leo's arms, the outside world forgotten. But as the night deepened, reality began to creep back in, reminding us that we couldn’t hide away forever.Eventually, Leo pulled back slightly, his fingers gently brushing over my arm. “We should probably get some rest,” he said softly, though there was a hint of reluctance in his voice. “There’s a lot we need to face tomorrow.”I nodded, knowing he was right, but still feeling a pang of sadness at the thought of leaving this moment behind. “You’re right,” I whispered, sitting up slowly and reaching for my discarded clothes.Leo followed suit, and soon we were both dressed again, though the air between us still crackled with the intensity of what we had shared. As we made our way back to the packhouse, hand in hand, I coul
He turned back to his family, his expression resolute. “Selene is the woman I’ve chosen,” Leo said, his voice firm. “If you can’t accept that, then we’ll leave, but I won’t allow anyone to disrespect her. Not even you, Clara.”Clara’s eyes flickered with something—anger, maybe, or resentment—but she didn’t respond. Instead, she turned and walked away, disappearing into the mansion. Leo’s parents exchanged a glance before his mother finally spoke.“You can stay here for the night,” she said, her tone a bit warmer than before, though still guarded. “It’s getting late, and the weather isn’t ideal for traveling.”I looked out the window, realizing for the first time that it had started to rain. Heavy drops pounded against the glass, the sky dark and stormy. I hadn’t noticed the change in the weather, too wrapped up in the tension of the moment.“Thank you,” Leo replied, giving his mother a small nod. “We appreciate it.”His father stepped forward, his gaze softening as he looked at Leo. “
I nodded against his chest, trying to take comfort in his words. But the fear still lingered, gnawing at the edges of my thoughts. Leo seemed to sense my unease, and after a few moments, he pulled back slightly, his eyes soft with concern.“Why don’t we try to get some rest?” he suggested gently. “It’s been a long day, and we both could use some sleep.”I managed a small nod, grateful for the reprieve. Leo guided me to the bed, and we settled in under the covers. The warmth of his body next to mine was soothing, and as he wrapped his arm around me, I felt some of the tension ease from my shoulders.“Selene,” he murmured after a few minutes of silence, his voice low and comforting. “Everything will be okay. We’ll get through this together.”I didn’t have the energy to respond, but I squeezed his hand, hoping he understood how much his words meant to me. Eventually, his breathing slowed, and I realized he had drifted off to sleep. But despite my exhaustion, I couldn’t find the same peac
The uncertainty was overwhelming, and as the doctor finished up and left the room, the silence was thick with tension. Leo sat beside me, his hand still holding mine, but his grip had loosened slightly, as if he wasn’t sure how to process what was happening.After what felt like an eternity, Leo broke the silence, his voice quiet but steady. “Selene, I think we should go to the hospital. Get some proper tests done.”I nodded, unable to find my voice. Everything was happening so quickly, and I felt like I was being swept along by a current that I couldn’t control.Leo squeezed my hand again, trying to reassure me. “It’s going to be okay. We’ll figure this out together.”I managed a small, shaky smile, appreciating his attempt to stay calm for both of us. But the fear gnawed at me, making it hard to breathe.The drive to the hospital was a blur. Leo stayed close, his presence a comforting anchor in the storm of emotions swirling inside me. When we arrived, the staff was quick to respond
The next morning, I woke up with a heaviness in my chest that had nothing to do with the pregnancy. Leo was still asleep beside me, his arm draped protectively over my waist. I gently shifted out from under his arm, careful not to wake him, and got dressed quietly. My thoughts were consumed with one person: Ethan.I had to see him. We hadn’t spoken much since Caleb’s death, and the guilt of avoiding him was gnawing at me. I knew he was grieving, and part of me was afraid of how he would react to the news about the baby. But I couldn’t keep putting it off. I had to face him, to offer whatever comfort I could, even if it felt insufficient.As I made my way to the cabin where Ethan had been staying, the path seemed longer than usual, each step heavy with dread. The forest was quiet, the only sound the crunch of leaves beneath my feet. When I reached the cabin, I paused at the door, gathering the courage to knock.After a moment, I rapped softly on the wooden door. There was no answer at
The next few days passed in a blur of quiet moments and small, comforting routines. Leo and I began to settle into a rhythm that felt almost normal, considering everything we had been through. The mansion was quieter now, with Leo’s family giving us space to breathe, and the atmosphere had shifted from tense to something closer to peaceful. It was nice to be here with family as someone who haven't really been in best with mine. But there was still a lingering restlessness in me, a feeling that I needed to start thinking about the future, about what my life would look like beyond the immediate whirlwind of pregnancy and the challenges that came with it. I had always been a planner, someone who needed to feel like I was moving forward, and the idea of just waiting around for the baby to arrive wasn’t sitting well with me. One morning, after a particularly restless night, I found myself sitting in front of the laptop that Leo had set up for me in one of the smaller rooms on the gr
The weeks leading up to the wedding were a whirlwind of preparations, emotions, and growing anticipation. My belly had grown noticeably, and with it, so had the excitement surrounding the arrival of our child. Leo and I spent most of our days planning for both the wedding and the baby, juggling appointments with the doctor and visits to wedding planners. Clara, who had initially been distant, had grown closer to me, much to my relief. She seemed to have accepted me, and our bond had strengthened in ways I hadn’t expected.One afternoon, just a few days before the wedding, Clara and I were sitting together in the living room, going over the final details for the ceremony.“I can’t believe the big day is almost here,” Clara said, her eyes bright with excitement. “It feels like just yesterday you and Leo were… well, everything was different.”I smiled, resting a hand on my swollen belly. “I know what you mean. Everything has changed so quickly. But I’m glad things are the way they are no
The days following our son’s birth were a beautiful whirlwind. As much as the chaos of the unexpected delivery had thrown our plans into disarray, it had also brought an overwhelming sense of joy and completion to our lives. The wedding ceremony might not have gone as planned, but Leo and I both agreed that there was something incredibly special about how it had all turned out. Still, we knew we had to properly hold the ceremony again, and this time, we wanted our son to be part of it.For now, though, our focus was entirely on our baby. The first night in the hospital was sleepless, but not in the way I had anticipated. Between feeding the baby, changing diapers, and just staring at him in awe, Leo and I barely slept. Every little sound he made was a marvel, every movement a tiny miracle. As I held him close to my chest, trying to get him to latch for breastfeeding, Leo sat beside me, his hand resting gently on my back.“You’re doing great, Selene,” he whispered, his voice full of a
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