Let Me Go, Alpha Calhoun 196:Kristen’s POVIt’s so strange walking around in an unknown place with a mask on, I can’t take it off wither, because my torment will begin on a full volume, so I let Calhoun lead the way. Were here to find a cure for what I’m suffering after all.To think we wouldn’t have been let in if I hadn’t gotten on the woman’s good side. It was never my intention to speak up since I couldn’t see anything or anyone. Calhoun is my eye after all.And he hasn’t even left my hand since, because he’s scared I am going to fall and hurt myself, so, he’s being extra careful with me. The walk is quite long. Aren’t we suppose to use the car or something?“Were here,” Namala announces at last, and relief washes through me.“This is where you live? I can sense a frown on Calhoun’s face even though I can’t see him. His voice gives out that he’s rather disappointed with what he’s seeing. Is it that bad?“Why? Yes. You have any problem with that?” I hear Namala question my husband
Let Me Go, Alpha CalhounKristen’s POV“Take off your mask,” The witch orders, her voice firm.I hesitate upon hearing this because I am not so sure, I might see Theodore in her if I try to do so.“Do it, Kristen. I am going to help you,” Namala urges me, her tone giving me enough assurance.I fumble with my fingers and puff out quick breaths, mentally preparing myself for this. My husband was trying to protect me when he gave me the mask, and now I am just going to take it off like that?Slowly, I oblige, and I finally see the face of the powerful witch for the first time. She seems to be in her fifties or so, and the whole place is set up like a typical witch chambers. Giving off a strange kind of aura that I cannot even fathom.CalhounHe’s gone, was too upset to stay and listen to me tell the truth, because it was cutting deep right through him. Knowing the marking didn’t work, I stopped being his when he rejected me, and how Theodore was made my second chance mate while I was sti
Let Me Go, Alpha Calhoun 198:Calhoun’s POVI am starting to think that bringing my wife hear is a bad idea, listening to all of the bullshit that witch had to say. It doesn’t make any sense, and when I heard Kristen agree that she felt the mate bond deeper with Theodore than with me, I knew I had to leave.The witches seem to be having this party or so, and in order to take my mind off what’s troubling me, I take a closer look at them. They seem to be at peace, contented as they cast spells in the air, shift and let their large wolves howl.The lit a bonfire next to the beach and are dancing around it, giving the vibes of two centuries ago. I can’t tell, everything about them seems off, although it makes me lose focus on what’s tugging my mind.A young girl in her early twenties or so, beckons on me to join them, and I had to steal a quick glance behind me, wondering if its someone else she’s calling out to and not me, but I see no one else.Upon my reluctance to join them, she leave
Kristen’s POV“Theodore, please, there has to be a way for us to find peace,” I implore upon seeing Theodore’s resilience to let things go.“Peace, Kristen?” Theodore scoffs bitterly, “You robbed me of life, and now you seek peace?”“Theodore, I never intended for any of this,” I say with so much frustration evident in my voice.“Intentions matter little now. Your fate is entwined with mine – a miserable demise awaits you,” He makes this known to me, clearly enjoying everything.“My husband and son needs me, I need to be with them,” I point out.“Calhoun and Aiden?” He shakes his head at me with disappointment, “You forfeited such connections the moment your actions took my life. You do not belong to them anymore. You are mine to claim.”“No,” I shake my head vigorously, disagreeing with him, “I can't accept a fate that denies me the chance to be with my family.”“Family? Your destiny lies with me. I will never let you be with Calhoun and Aiden,” Theodore growls as he stared at me wit
Calhoun’s POV Namala, surrounded by her coven, finally initiates the ritual to liberate Kristen from Theodore’s spirit. The room is charged with a different kind of energy, candles casting dancing shadows as the some incantations echoing through the air.I take a tough gulp and make sure Aiden isn’t looking to see any of this. “Kristen, trust in the process. This is the night we sever Theodore's hold on you,” Namala assures my wife with a firm tone.Kristen who is lying on the floor surrounded by black candles, hugs herself and whispers, “I'm terrified, but I know this is the only way.”And Namala in turn nods, before saying, “We stand united against this torment. Theodore's spirit will not prevail. He’s dead, and tonight you will be free from the ties that binds you two together, and he’ll never return to haunt you.”Aiden gurgles, seemingly sensing the tension in the room.“It's okay, little one. Daddy's here. We'll keep you safe.” I murmur soothingly to my son.The witch begins t
Let Me Go, Alpha Calhoun 201Calhoun’s POV“We have a problem, Calhoun,” Bruce doesn’t even wait for us to alight from the car, or ask us how things went at the Silverline pack, he just goes straight to the point.“What do you mean by that?” I hold his gaze and try to mind-link with him, but he doesn’t let me.“It’s Nana Joyce, she wants Kristen out,” Bruce blurts out.“What!?” Kristen and I exclaim at once.‘Your grandmother already released the woman and let her in while you two were away,” the look on Bruce’s face gives out that there’s more he has to say, but he wants me to find out myself.“Why would she ever do that?” Kristen has her face in a frown, showing signs of disbelief.“Because she thinks you’re out to ruin Calhoun,” My beta is stupid enough to say this to my wife’s face.“Is this a prank, Bruce? Cause Nana Joyce would never do that…” Kristen presses on, and I can feel my temper rising because Bruce wasn’t supposed to say this in front of her, when I am capable of handl
Let Me Go, Alpha Calhoun 202:Kristen’s POV“Your mom is back,” Cynthia tells me right after putting Aiden in his crib.“What did you say?” I blink, confused.“Aiden’s grandmother released your own mother while you and Alpha Calhoun were away, she said she’s going to make them reunite so they can get married because your mother is the rightful wife of Alpha Calhoun and not you,” the girl informs me.I pause for a moment to digest Cynthia’s words because I don’t want to think I misheard her or something.And at last, the realization dawns on me, making a shudder run through me for a second.“Nana Joyce released my mother from the dungeon?” My voice is louder than I thought it would be.And Cynthia hesitates, fearing I’ll go mad.“Yes, my Luna. She’s planning to bring them together again, and throw you out,” she replies at last ad hurriedly looks away from me.Instead of getting scared or sad, I end up finding everything amusing, and a low chuckle leaves my mouth.Cynthia stares at me w
Calhoun’s POVTwo weeks later.“I think I want to marry her,” Bruce blurts out one morning right while we’re resting from our morning run.“Who?” I ask in shock, upon wanting to be sure if I heard him right.“Who else if not Sapphire? She’s carrying my child,” Bruce has a small smile on his face as he lets this out.After a moment of letting his word sink in, I sit upright in a rush.“Are you serious about this? You’re truly the father of the child?” I blink unsteadily, because I wasn’t expecting to hear this so soon from him.“Yes,” My beta nods and puts his hand on his chin, “Sapphire can be many things but not a liar, we’ve been spending some quality time and getting to know ourselves better, aside the sex of course. I love her, I think I’ve always had an attraction for her and choose to ignore it because I was,”“Woah, this is huge,” I exclaim.“I never thought I’d want to settle down with anyone, but now that I’ve found her, I never want to let her go, all thanks to that shit-ba
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