Kristen's POVMom tried to commit suicide through?I haven't been myself since Bruce broke the news, upon knowing it has to do with me. I believe I'll self-loathe until eternity. Fear and worry are getting the best of me. I am panicking because I can't lose her else I'll have no family at all. Bruce is taking me back in the car.Calhoun didn't waste a second after hearing what Bruce had to say, he shifted and ran all the way home. My vision is being blurred by tears right now, with my heart sick. I let Calhoun turn my phone off when I should've refrained him. Had I taken her calls, none of this occurrence would've happened. Nothing else matters right now, but Mom.When we reach Calhoun's estate, I sprint towards her room and push the doors open.There, I find Mom in bed with her eyes closed. She looks completely pale and lifeless that for a moment I am glued to my standing spot, with my heart doing skips.I don't want to think she's dead.Calhoun is kneeling beside her bed, he's h
Kristen's POV I've always wanted Alpha Calhoun's rejection since the day it hit me hard that we were mated to each other. But not like this.He had his men bundled and put me in a car as if I was a criminal caught in the act of thievery. They took me to the council hall where the elders were already gathered like that last time. I don't have a good feeling about this, because I am being treated like I pushed Mom into the pool to drown. Calhoun seems like a stranger right now. He's standing right in front of me, his eyes laced with contempt and his jaw clenching and unclenching momentarily. His hands are shaking, he looks sick, impatient, and wants to get over with this as quickly as possible. I can feel the energy around him, it's frightful. Dark.This is not the caring man whom I spent two nights with. He's a totally different person now, his gaze not even peering away from mine as if I am a workload he is in dire need of getting rid of.Anger hits me like a punch. Calhoun has no
Calhoun's POVOne month later.The annual Greyhound Ceremony came quicker than expected. My entire mansion has the perfect decorations that for a moment I have to pause and wonder if it's actually my place. My pack members always look forward to this day because it's celebrated yearly. All the Alphas under me and as well as their members are here to celebrate with us.Nana Joyce who has that perpetual giant scowl on her face seems different tonight. She's smiling momentarily as she converses with people, even stopping to compliment women. It's surprising to see her this way when she's always grumpy and seems to frighten people with it. Nevertheless, she's aging perfectly.I haven't seen my wife, Natalie. I'll take it that she's being dressed up by her maidservants. Ever since her near-drowning four weeks ago, she's been distant. Even though I apologized countless times and came up with stories as to why I was absent for two nights, she didn't buy any of it. Accused me of cheating with
Calhoun's POV"How long have you been cheating on me?" "Don't jump to conclusions, Calhoun. I was drunk, so I kissed him. Nothing happened," Natalie slides out of the bed and massages the back of her neck. The way she just replied to me is as if she's talking about something else as if she wasn't caught cheating.Confusion, disappointment, and pain hit me at once.Clenching my jaw, I ball my fingers into tight hard fists. "Don't overthink things, now," Natalie even has the audacity to pour herself some wine, "this is the first time we're kissing."How in the seven hells can she make such utterance? My body is starting to invigorate because I just want to slam my fist repeatedly into something and it's not a wall but the face of a person.Because they were already half naked when I barged in and even right now, a few of their clothes are on the floor. I can spot even Natalie's undies. Something which indicates that they were already fucking before I even got here. No wonder she had t
Kristen's POVIt's morning and time for Public Speaking class. As usual, I am in the front pew of seats, waiting for our lecturer to show up, but it's been five minutes late and she hasn't shown up. I have two months left to complete my final semester at school, so I have my hands full aside from being bombarded with different projects.Someone slides into the empty space beside me, with their sweet-smelling cologne wafting my nostrils.From the smell, I already recognize the person before turning to meet them."Kristen," he calls my name with a contagious smile on his face."Hey, Ben," I mirror his expression, "you're a backbencher. Why are you here?""I wanted to sit next to you," he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear and puts his hand on my shoulder.Ben Gregory is the son of Alpha Norman from the Green-Valley pack, and the next in line to be Alpha after graduation. We take the same courses at times, he was friendly right from the beginning but kept his distance. Recently, he's s
Calhoun's POV"I don't have a good feeling about this,""You've been overworking yourself, lately. Just loosen up, relax. It's not the end of the world, men are still looking for Jack, things will be handled rightly in your absence. It's just two days and Alpha Gregory cordially invited you himself, it'd be an insult to not show up when he attended our Annual ceremony last week and even your 31st birthday.""Don't lecture me now," my glare on Bruce is intense. He seems to be talking a lot these days, or it's just his usual self that I find irrational."I'm looking out for you, as always," Bruce pushes my box to the butler beside him.Butlers.I'm starting to grow a dislike for them since the occurrence eight days ago. They act loyal in your presence and fuck your wife right under your nose. I know it's insensitive of me to be judgy when it's just one who fucked my wife, but each time I see one, I am reminded of that night, I am super touchy and aggressive when they're near, so they do
Kristen's POVSeeing Calhoun regenerated emotions that I wanted to keep buried deep within me. Had I known he would be here on this yacht, I would've turned down Ben's invitation. It's been one month since the Rejection and just when I was trying to get over everything, I saw him again. Calhoun still has the audacity to hold my gaze as if we still share the mate bond. I avoided Mom because of him, upon feeling betrayed and guilty at the same time. Holding onto the yacht railings, I sigh as the yacht starts leaving the seaport. There's no going back now, mom has already seen me. If I told them I wanted to return by a small boat, people would think low of me. So I just have to stay here, watch Calhoun and my mom together. Old feelings never die, if they eventually did it shows that you never loved the person who you claimed to love. Calhoun looks good, the light green shirt and tight-fitted white trousers he's wearing make him look younger than his age. And the memory of our two
Kristen's POVI am drying my hands when someone enters the restroom."Kristen," it's mom when I look in the mirror."Hey, Mom, you're here," there's still guilt raging deep inside of me, but I don't feel as bad as before because everything between me and Calhoun has ended."Of course, I wanted to speak with you," she puts her hand on my shoulder and smiles sweetly at me. Except it doesn't reach her eyes or I imagined it?No, it's truly fake."I know what it's about, Mother. I apologize for avoiding you," I tear my gaze away from hers.And she doesn't respond; she just locks the door and slips the key into the top of her dress."Why did you do that?" Puzzled, I blink."I am here to talk, Kristen," she still has that fake smile on her face, smiling with her teeth this time just makes her creepy.She rakes her fingers through my hair, "By the way I like what you've done with your hair, being twenty-one just makes you a full fledge adult, you can fuck as you want."Heat crawls on my cheek
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