Calhoun's POVKristen is sobbing as I hold her close without even a care that people are watching us.I don't want to think about how badly she feels right now. Her body is trembling against mine as she continues crying silently.How dare they look at her this way when it was the other girl who started it? They don't even have any right to be judgy, most of them would've done worse if they were in her shoes.She dodged every bite and gave the girl a good bite because her wolf was more powerful, they had no right to stare at her with hate and disgust.If only they know how much she means to me, how I'll keep accepting her the way she is. To me, none of them can even measure up to her."Let's get you out of here," I tell Kristen, after pulling away from the hug. Because I don't give a flying fuck about anyone here.She needs to be away from them to know she's not a bad person or in the wrong to be defensive by fighting back.They made my girl feel like a monster.And it's upsetting to s
Kristen's POVWhen Ciara slapped me and ruined my dress with wine, he didn't stare at her with contempt, but when I fought back to defend myself, he looked at me with contempt because my wolf bit her.It hurt when I was bashed with insults and accusations. The way they stared at me like a slut, the disgust in their eyes, mostly from Ben who I was trying to be caring for.But then Calhoun came to my rescue and I've never felt so grateful before. Because I wasn't expecting him to stand up for me like that when everyone saw me as the bad guy.The way he told the truth without leaving anything, proudly agreed that we fucked, and then added that we were mates.He was like my hero at that point, because everyone else was quick enough to judge me and throw insults in my way.The look on Mom's face was as if Calhoun pressed a knife to her heart. She thought we only had an affair, she didn't know we were already mates before their marriage, until today.She never would have learned the truth i
Calhoun's POV It's Monday, exactly a day after the whole incident at the funeral and I'm currently having a meeting with some of my staff at the conference hall.Still, it's sort of complicated to concentrate on what's happening in front of me when my mind keeps drifting back to the girl I marked to be my mate for the second time.Kristen.She's been on my mind throughout, I can't even think about anything else but her. The night at the hotel, I wanted to kiss her so badly, yet I refrained myself from it because I felt she still needed some time to recollect herself after what happened.When I wanted to leave, she was reluctant to let me go, so I stayed back and filled my head with all sorts of terrible and disgusting images because I didn't want to get a boner and end up losing self-control around her. It was tortured and a bit fucked up that she had not the slightest clue of the great effect she had on me.I don't even regret telling everyone she's my mate, instead, I've been feeli
Calhoun's POV"How dare you humiliate me like that in front of everyone?" Natalie lashes out at me. And Bruce pretends to be busy."I wonder why you're here," I say as I stare at her, making sure my eyes are devoid of emotions because she doesn't matter to me anymore."You should be ashamed of yourself for telling them you're Kristen's mate..""But it's true, the moon goddess made us mates right before our marriage. It was a sign that I should call things off with you, but I was foolish not to do it.""How dare you!" Natalie's growl is enough to tear down the walls, and if looks could kill, I would've been decapitated by her murderous glare right now."You tried to humiliate both Kristen and me at Layla's funeral." She accuses me."You deserved it," I say without any form of remorse."Hah, look who's talking. You cheated on me with my own daughter." Natalie points out."And you fucked the butler to get back at me," I shake my head at her."You started it all." She points in my face."
Kristen's POV"Make sure to finish your projects before this week runs out, see you at the same time ok Thursday," the course lecturer takes his leave after spending four good hours in the hall.It's been a hectic day for me, I haven't even had the time to breathe because I keep scurrying to different halls to sit for lectures.We have a thirty-minute break before the last course for the day begins.Yawning, I sling my backpack on my shoulder as I take my leave. I'm famished and the need to grab a bite is overwhelming.In the hallway, people are staring at me and they don't even look away when I see them.Things changed on Saturday at Layla's funeral.Ever since Calhoun announced that I was his mate, the news spread like wildfire. I have my share of haters who think I'm up to ruin things for my mom.And then most people admire me for being the Almighty Alpha Calhoun's mate. They respect me a lot and as much as I don't fancy attention, I'll still have to admit that my life doesn't fee
Calhoun's POVKristen has a confused look on her face as she stares at the Scandinavian sculpture in front of her.And I find it amusing because she doesn't even know I'm staring at her instead of the painting at my side. We're at the museum, and I can tell she's trying as much as she can to not whine even though she wasn't expecting me to bring her here.She finally looks to meet my gaze, and I just scoff because I know she doesn't fancy the sculpture at all.It's adorable to see her this way, she's twenty-one and not childish at all. To think she fought someone just makes my respect rise for her because I never expected she could defend herself like that.Kristen looks at me to see if I still have my eyes on her, and smiles a little because I haven't even looked away from her. My gaze has been fixed on her this whole time, and the act of hers is adorable.I'm staring at her more than the statues and paintings in here.She's flushing because of my obvious staring. And then she walks
Calhoun's POVKristen stares at her mother in shock, clearly not expecting to see her here and a cloud quickly befalls her face. I know she's afraid of Natalie, too stunned to even speak or move, so I pull her into a one-arm hug.Natalie is clearly enjoying this, making her presence known to ruin our evening. I wonder what she's up to at this moment, but I know I won't let her say or do anything to hurt Kristen."Look who we have here, the cheating husband and the backstabbing daughter, trying to be all lovey-dovey," Natalie pops her head from me to Kristen and Kristen to me.Kristen doesn't say anything except rubbing the side of her arm. She does this when she feels uncomfortable. A die hard habit of hers.Upon seeing this, I pull her away from the painting so it could be packaged, since her mother, who had no desire for painting, wanted that one.The look on her face is as if she wants to be anywhere other than here and I know it's because of Natalie.Wanting to get back at her, I
Kristen's POV"Why did you hide the truth from us?" Sapphire jabs her shoulder in mine, as we walk out of the lecture hall together.And I cast her an incredulous look because she doesn't even want to go there when a secret is never safe with her or Maddy."Do you know how hard it was for me to deal with guilt all the time? Besides you two talk a lot, you could let things slip off easily from your lips.""But we're still your friends and you ought to share deep secrets with us," Maddy pouts at me. She's the shortest out of all three of us while Sapphire is the tallest."Woah, I can't believe you were mated to Alpha Calhoun this entire time, "Sapphire has her eyes raised in their sockets, because never in her life did she expect such a thing to happen."Mated to her mother's husband, you mean," Maddy scoffs as she hugs her book to herself."Whoa, that's just so strange. Something like this hasn't happened before." Sapphire blinks and then looks at me, her face still in disbelief and sh
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