“You really handled that situation well,” Maddy praises, her eyes reflecting genuine surprise. “I wasn't expecting you to address them like that.”“They asked for it. It was never my intention to be mean,” I respond, defending my actions.“You weren't mean, you stood your ground as the Luna of this pack. You made yourself clear, and you've changed. I’m so proud of you,” Maddy pulls me into a quick hug, leaving me slightly stunned. I can't help but wonder why she was so thrilled about what I just did.After we pull away, I walk out of the hall with the guards following behind me, their obedience a result of Calhoun’s orders.As I step into the open, my heart flips in my chest when I spot Darcy, Theodore’s sister. She is holding to her aid stick for support as she walks toward her chosen spot.The melancholy etching across her face unsettles me. It’s the first time I had seen her since Theodore's funeral. The palpable sense of loneliness she carries without her brother tugs at my emotio
Kristen's POV"What are you doing?" Sapphire has this unsure look on her face as she stares at me. I drove her all the way down here a few minutes ago. And the place is already set up for the date, just the way I was told by Bruce."Just relax, friend," I assure her with a friendly smile, before jabbing my shoulder against hers, to make her feel at ease."Is this a date?" Sapphire has her head swinging in different angles and directions. Bruce really outdid himself on this one. Renting the entire expensive diner just for tonight, so he could get some alone time with her."Yes, for me and Calhoun. And I want you to be present too," I answer at last, schooling my face into a straight expression so she won't suspect anything just yet."Do you feel that bad for me?" Sapphire has a dull facade this time, totally getting the wrong idea of everything."No, not at all. You just need to be here tonight. This place is already fancy as it is," I flip her long hair away from her shoulder."Fine,"
Calhoun's POV"Kristen, is everything okay?" I ask quietly.She doesn't even respond, just keeps staring at me with wide eyes as if I have hurt her in the past. And this leaves me concerned."Are you trying to pull a prank on me? Get me worried for nothing?" I ask after making sure there's a smile on my face, so as not to make her feel uncomfortable.But her mouth parts but no words come out. Just sharp breaths.Okay, now something is wrong. And as her husband and mate, it's my duty to get her to talk to me."Remember when it was nearing your due time with Aiden and we went to the beach? You told me to close my eyes and when I did, you put a dead lizard on my palm," Truly, this was funny. She acted a lot on her hormones then and cried for no good reason. But it was cute to me, and so I showered her with all the love and care in the world, and treated her like an egg."And about that day you wept so hard because you felt Aiden was too big inside you, and you were scared you'd be unable
Kristen's POV"Run faster, get us out of here!" I instruct my wolf as she runs in the rain.The urge to get away from everything and everyone is powerful, as this is one of the most terrible nights I have had.Because things are getting even worse than I expected.Who would have thought I would be out here like this? Torturing both myself and my wolf?At first, Calhoun was with me and we were talking, suddenly his face faded away and it was Theodore whom I started seeing.Who wouldn't run away? It wasn't even my husband from the beginning. Theodore's ghost has begin his haunt once more, driving me nuts with it.To make things worse, everyone who I saw was Theodore. Including the people who I thought were Bruce and Sapphire.It's so horrible, feels like I am trapped in a world where everyone I see is Theodore. The man whom I ripped his heart out.So I am running, trying to get away as far as possible, hoping to wake up from this horrible dream.But it feels way too real. My wolf isn't
Calhoun's POV "Is it really you, Calhoun?" Kristen calls out to me with a shaky voice. And when I nod, she hugs me so tightly as if she wants to get into my skin.Thank fuck she remembers me now.Whatever the fuck is going on, it's no good at all. We've never been thrown in this position before, save for the time she was drugged by Jack and when she woke up, she couldn't recognize me.Tonight, she ran away from me because she saw me as Theodore.I looked through everywhere until I finally found her, walking alone on the road. Barefooted and wet like a homeless person. A sob breaks from my wife when I help her to sit upright. It's a good thing she isn't acting up now, and she's even letting me hold her.I refrain from sighing in relief because this is far from over, even though she sees me now and she's in my arms."Kristen…" I say her name."I saw Theodore everywhere. At first, he appeared in my dream last night and haunted me, and now.." She's sobbing as she's explaining, and it
Let Me Go, Alpha Calhoun 192: Kristen’s POV The torment I am suffering from Theodore’s ghost has made me become a shadow of myself. Exhausted sleepy eyes, and bags around my eyes because I haven’t had any sleep for the course of three nights, since the night I ran out in the rain, upon seeing Theodore on everyone’s faces. My skin is pale, I have lost over six pounds because I have been starving and lacking hygiene like a psychiatric patient. Nor have I changed out of my nightdress. And I am as well afraid of going out in the open to socialize or even interact with people because I am scared I will see him again, and then I’ll end up losing my mind, something which would make everyone see that truly, their Luna isn’t sane anymore. I shut myself out from the world and Calhoun inclusive. That man has been through a whole lot since I came into his life. It’s been one problem after the other, and I feel too bad to even face him now. “Kristen, you can’t continue doing this to us,” he’
Calhoun's POV "My wife needs help and it's just frustrating that cannot do anything about it. That's why I gathered you all tonight," I address the people who are seated at the high table. Nana Joyce, Bruce, Elder Festus, and three other important people in my pack."This explains why she's gone into hiding?" My beta inquires, although he's aware of what's happening, but not fully since I didn't make it known to him that Kristen was being haunted by the ghost of her second mate."She claims to see Theodore's ghost everywhere. On my face or anyone's face each time…something happened two nights ago, we were happy, getting all cozy, but suddenly she backed away from me in fear and stared at me like I was a monster," I explain and then harden my jaw from the quick thought of this.Nana Joyce, Bruce, and the rest of the people are listening intently. But I still notice the frown on my grandmother's face."She claimed I wasn't real and that she killed me, called me Theodore thrice, and ra
Kristen's POV"Kristen, are you up!?" It's past 2 AM when my husband bangs on my door, and thankfully I am up, scared of seeing Theodore when I fall asleep."Calhoun? What are you doing here?" I leave my bed and advance towards the door."Just get away from the door," he tells me with urgency in his voice."Why?" I frown."Do as I said, go far away from the door," Calhoun orders, and then it dawns on me that he's going to break in."No, don't come in, Calhoun. I don't want you to see me like this." I say, stubbornly."It's not a request, Kristen. Get away from the door, I don't want to hurt you," Calhoun's yell is loud enough to be heard by everyone."Don't do this," I implore, upon not wanting to see him as Theodore again.And just like that, Calhoun slams his side against the door until it eventually goes crashing on the floor, revealing my heavily panting husband.He did it, really breaking down the door just so he could see me. He didn't even have to go through so much stress when
Kristen’s POVIn the midst of the Alpha gathering, as discussions about the Moon's Veil unfold (A disease afflicting werewolves across different packs, causing loss of control during transformation and weakening their abilities), I catch sight of Ben Gregory for the first time in ages. His presence is a reminder of the Game of Alphas, where he betrayed Calhoun, leading to a dangerous confrontation with sharks.As Ben's phone rings, he excuses himself from the Alphas' table. Curiosity piqued, I notice Calhoun rising from his seat and following Ben. Intrigued and sensing tension, I decide to trail after them, wondering about Calhoun's intentions.My suspicions prove right when I witness Calhoun cornering Ben, pinning him against a wall. The boy struggles, attempting to free himself from Calhoun's formidable grip, but Calhoun's strength is overpowering. His eyes glow with a fierce red intensity, reflecting the lingering grudge from their past encounter."You thought you could get away wi
Kristen’s POV"It's a girl," the midwife announces, pulling the child out of me, leaving me exhausted and perspiring, helpless on the bed. All the pains wear out from me once the woman places the crying child in my arms.Baby number two.I smile through my tears as I kiss the child.Shortly after, Calhoun and Nana Joyce enter the room to take a look at our newborn.Calhoun, his eyes filled with warmth, approaches me and the baby. "She's beautiful, just like her mother," he says, his voice filled with affection. Nana Joyce stands beside us, a smile playing on her lips."Our little girl," I murmur, my eyes shining with a mix of exhaustion and joy as I look at Calhoun.He gently takes the baby into his arms, cradling her with utmost care. "Hello, my princess," he coos, his deep voice soothing the newborn. "You've got the best mom in the world right here."Nana Joyce, her eyes brimming with tears of happiness, adds, "She's a blessing, Kristen. A beautiful blessing."Calhoun looks down at
With Calhoun back, the pack feels more alive. People are taking their duties seriously, and we've resumed the search for Bruce's murderer. But Calhoun is different now, just half the size he used to be. His clothes hang loose, showing the toll of the curse.Despite his changed appearance, Calhoun doesn't bother with new clothes. He dives into managing the pack, tirelessly addressing the chaos that unfolded during his three-month absence. A man on a mission, determined to make things right.In the middle of all this, our one-year-old son, Aiden, doesn't recognize his father anymore. Calhoun's presence, comforting to me, confuses Aiden.Trying to help Aiden understand, I say, "Look, Aiden, it's Daddy. He's been away for a while, but he's back now."Calhoun, bending down, extends his arms to Aiden. But our son hesitates, eyeing him with curiosity and uncertainty. Calhoun smiles warmly, coaxing, "Hey there, little buddy. It's me, Daddy."Aiden ignores him and runs into the arms of his nan
Calhoun's POVBefore Kristen can lose her balance and fall off, I'm already at her side, steadying her to her feet. Her eyes flutter, revealing her impending faint, and her breaths come out sharply, her mouth parting."Kristen..." I tap her cheek repeatedly, but she's already lost consciousness. Cursing under my breath, I gather her in my arms, carrying her in a bridal style.As I raise my head to look around, everyone stiffens. The shock in their eyes mirrors the astonishment I expected. It's been a week since they last saw me, a week of torment for Kristen and the pack.Gregory, with eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, stammers, "Is that really Calhoun?"I shake my head at them, my gaze hardening as I respond, "Yes, it's me. I heard everything. Trying to replace me and marry off my pregnant wife, calling me a dead man."The elders, attempting to explain, are met with my stern silence. Raising my hand, the room falls into an immediate hush. I take a moment to look at Kristen, m
Kristen’s POVA full week passes, and I find myself paralyzed by emotions and fear, reluctant to face the possibility of witnessing Calhoun's last breath. The elders, sensing the weight of the situation, gather all pack members and call for my attention. Reluctantly, I make my way to the gathering, where they confront me in front of the entire pack."We've consulted the pack doctors, Kristen. Calhoun has only a few days left," Elder Festus declares, his tone somber.The weight of their words hangs heavily in the air as the elders present an ultimatum. I must either step down as Luna of the Greyhound pack or marry Gregory, the chosen successor to the Alpha throne.Disagreeing swiftly, I say, "Calhoun will not die. I won't entertain such decisions."The elders, resolute in their stance, continue pressing me. Gregory, a mix of sympathy and determination on his face, steps forward and implores me to consider the proposal. But I know it’s all a facade. He’s not truly who he claims to b
Kristen’s POVWhere is Alpha Calhoun?The question keeps popping up and spreading within the pack.Until I decide I’ve had enough, and so I called for a meeting with the council of elders."He's sick, okay!" I burst out, my patience exhausted, tears welling up in my eyes."What do you mean, Kristen?" Elder Festus inquires, concern etched across his face.Taking a deep breath, I begin the painful revelation. "It's a curse. Calhoun is bedridden, reduced to a skeleton. We've been trying to find a way to break it, but it's relentless."Gregory, the ever present pain in the assinterjects, "A curse? Are you serious? This sounds like nonsense.""It's the truth," I retort, frustration evident in my voice. "I've been trying to handle things, but it's not easy. The pack needs to know what we're dealing with."Expressions of shock and disbelief rises through the council of elders. Gregory scoffs, "A cursed Alpha? You expect us to believe that?"Elder Adolphus, usually calm, leans forward, "Kris
Kristen’s POVThe following day, the council of elders, along with some men in our pack, call for a meeting.“We’ve noticed something strange going on,” Elder Festus begins, his eyes narrowing.“Yes, what is it?” I ask, feigning innocence, my gaze locked on him.“Our Alpha has been absent for three months, and it’s you who has been handling things,” Elder Adolphus states, his expression stern.“He’s on a long business trip, but he’ll return soon,” I lie, maintaining a straight face and gesturing confidence with a slight nod.“Bullshit, that’s what you keep telling us all the time!” Gregory interjects, a young man holding a high position in our pack.I meet his gaze squarely, a controlled defiance in my eyes. “Do not raise your voice at me,” I say quietly, my tone firm.“Something is happening right under our nose, and you’re keeping it away from us,” he adds, fuming, his eyes searching mine for any signs of deception.“There’s nothing going on, it’s all your overthinking doing a great
Kristen’s POVWeeks keep passing, and I'm stuck in a routine, caring for Calhoun, who stays still on the bed. When the pack asks, I lie, saying he's away for business, hiding the dark truth. The lies get heavier every day.The useless ritual hangs over me like a dark cloud. Daily, I tend to Calhoun, silently begging the moon goddess for help. I'm scared. Will Calhoun end up like his grandfather? It's a scary thought, following me in everything I do.Taking care of him becomes a routine, a desperate act of love against an unyielding curse. I change his clothes carefully, trying to bring a bit of normalcy to his unmoving body. He can only have liquid food, his mouth unable to move, only responding with blinks and closed eyes.As the Greyhound pack's Luna, I live a double life. Outside, I pretend to enjoy parties, hiding the hard truth at home. The pack doesn't know about our tragedy.Three months pass, no progress, and questions about Calhoun grow. The lies get tougher.One day, cleanin
I return home, my heart hurting for my husband. The house feels empty in his absence and the silence makes the pain worse.Bruce, Calhoun’s beta and best friend, is gone. He was Calhoun's right-hand man, and his death took away a possible solution. Sapphire, who is still mourning Bruce, now holds bitterness towards me. Because she thinks I have it all. Except we’re almost in the same position now.Maddy, busy with her own life, stays distant amid the chaos. It’s been one problem after the other, so I don’t blame her at all.I can’t face Aiden at this point, so I let his Nanny, Cynthia take care of him, while I ponder deeply on how to help my husband break the curse.Inside, my turmoil rages. Bruce's death left a hole in my support system. Bruce’s absence makes me feel more alone. Because together we could have find a way to help Calhoun.Thoughts of my own family haunts me. My father got murdered by my own mother, else. Else I could have confined in him.And my mother is just out of