KadeThe ride back to Shadowfang’s packhouse felt longer than usual. Every mile stretched on, weighed down by thoughts of Valeria. Leaving her behind felt like tearing a part of me away—like there was something vital missing. But I couldn’t let myself stay, not after everything that had happened. Not with everything I still carried.Callan, my beta, glanced at me from the driver’s seat. I could feel his eyes on me, though I kept mine on the passing trees. “You sure leaving her like that was the right move?” he asked, breaking the silence.I exhaled slowly, trying to rein in the storm of emotions swirling inside me. “I don’t know, Callan,” I admitted, running a hand through my hair. “What’s the right move in a situation like this?”“She’s your mate, Alpha,” Callan said. “You can’t keep acting like she doesn’t matter. She needs to know where you stand, and so far, you’ve shown her nothing but nonchalance, reticence and closed-off.”“She’s still under suspicion, Callan, don’t forget,” I
Kade “You should learn to lighten up, boy,” he chuckled deviously. “Want some smoke?”His eyes were sharp as ever, studying me with a cold, calculating gaze. The room felt like it shrunk the moment I had stepped inside, my heart pounding in my chest as the familiar tension between us settled like a thick fog.“I didn’t know you were in town,” I replied instead, keeping my tone as neutral as possible. My stomach twisted in knots. The last time we’d spoken, things hadn’t ended well. It was a conversation that still haunted me, one filled with harsh words, threats, and ultimatums.“Business,” he said simply as he lit up his smoke, as if that was what mattered to him the most. But of course, I knew more than anyone that he could only come back to the pack for a reason… and what that reason could be, scared me. I stayed silent, waiting for him to continue. He never showed up without an agenda, and I wasn’t about to play into whatever scheme he had planned. My father had always been a ma
Valeria The day of my first trial had come. The pressure of it hung heavily in the air as I stood before the council, every gaze in the room focused on me. My pulse throbbed in my ears, but I couldn’t let them see my fear. Rylan and Aiden stood at my side, their silent support a small comfort in the midst of the chaos swirling around me. Jeric, of course, was the first to speak, his voice sharp and biting.“What was your relationship with Prince Darius before he rejected you as his mate?” Jeric’s tone was accusatory, as if he already knew the answer and was waiting for me to fall into a trap.I met his eyes, keeping my voice steady. “We weren’t close, not even after discovering we were mates. There was no bond between us.”Jeric’s lips twitched, as if he were amused by my response. He was like a predator, circling me, waiting for the right moment to strike. Another member of the council, an elder with grey streaks in his hair, leaned forward and asked the next question.“If that was
Valeria The stranger’s mocking gaze unsettled me, his eyes lingering on Rylan and me as if we were some amusing spectacle for his entertainment. His presence was sharp, dark, and heavy, as if the very air around him had shifted, tinged with something I couldn’t quite place. But I knew one thing for sure— this man was dangerous.“Who are you?” I asked, my voice steadier than I felt. Rylan’s hand was warm on my arm, a grounding presence beside me, but even he seemed cautious.The man didn’t answer right away, just smirked, his gaze flickering to something over my shoulder. His next words were spoken with a casual arrogance. “Kade.”I froze. Kade? The tension in the air shifted again, thicker, as if the very world held its breath. From the shadows, Kade emerged, his expression unreadable, his eyes hard as they locked onto the stranger.“Kade…” I whispered his name, my confusion growing. I glanced between them, heart pounding. “Who is this?”For a moment, Kade didn’t respond, his gaze li
Valeria The morning light filtered through the trees as Rylan and Aiden prepared to leave. They stood on the porch, their expressions serious but soft, as if they too were reluctant to go. I tried to ignore the ache in my chest, knowing I would miss their presence, their steady support, but it had to be this way. They both had duties to their packs, and this situation was far from over.Rylan was the first to step forward, his warm brown eyes locked onto mine. “Stay safe, Valeria,” he said softly, his voice carrying the warmth of his affection. “I’ll be back soon. Just call if you need anything.”I gave him a small, bittersweet smile, trying to hold back the rising emotions. “I will. Thank you, Rylan.”He pulled me into a tight embrace, his arms solid and protective. I felt a sense of peace for a moment, enveloped in his warmth, but as he pulled away, the reality of our situation settled back in. This was only a temporary farewell.Aiden, always the more lighthearted of the two, gave
ValeriaAs soon as we stepped into Kade’s study, I could feel the tension radiating from him. The door clicked shut behind me, the sound echoing in the silence that stretched between us. I crossed my arms, narrowing my gaze at him, demanding answers with just a look.“Kade,” I said, my voice firm, “you need to tell me what’s going on. No more secrets.”He hesitated, pacing back and forth across the room like a caged animal. For a moment, I thought he might avoid my question altogether, but then he stopped and faced me, his expression grave.“I don’t know how much you’ve guessed already, but you need to understand how dangerous my father is,” Kade began, his voice low and controlled. “You can’t let your guard down around him. He’ll manipulate anyone, destroy anything in his way. And now, I’m afraid he’s set his sights on you.”I stiffened at his words, my heart pounding in my chest. “Why me? Why now?”“Because of our bond,” Kade replied, his eyes darkening with something I couldn’t qui
Valeria The cool night air hit my face as soon as I stepped outside, a sharp contrast to the suffocating tension that had filled Kade’s study. My heart still sank with anger and hurt, each breath I took feeling shallow and strained. I needed space, needed to clear my mind before I let myself get consumed by emotions. I walked further into the pack grounds, away from the building and toward the forest edge, hoping the serenity of nature might calm me.As I passed the tree line, I spotted a familiar figure near the pack’s healing hut. Eira, the healer, was standing outside, her eyes closed as if she were deep in thought or meditation. The moment I saw her, some of the burden I’d been carrying seemed to lift. Eira has always been kind to me, ever since I arrived here. Her quiet wisdom had a way of soothing even the worst anxieties.I approached her quietly, not wanting to disturb her, but she must have sensed me. She opened her eyes and smiled softly in my direction, her gaze warm and k
KadeThe glass in my hand felt heavy, though it was barely half-full. I swirled the amber liquid inside, watching as it clung to the edges before sliding back down. It was almost hypnotic, the way the whiskey moved, almost as if it had a mind of its own. I took another swig, letting the burn settle deep in my chest. The warmth didn’t soothe the turmoil raging inside me, but for a moment, it dulled the edge of it.I didn’t hear Callan enter the room until he was standing right in front of me, his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. He always had a way of appearing when I least wanted to talk.“Kade,” he said, his voice firm but with an underlying concern, “is this really how you’re handling everything?”I didn’t answer immediately. I wasn’t in the mood to have this conversation, not after everything that had happened. But Callan wasn’t the type to leave well enough alone.“I mean, come on, man,” he continued, stepping closer and eyeing the glass in my hand. “I’ve been with you sin
Valeria Stepping into the packhouse, I let out a breath I didn’t even realize I was holding. My mind was still spinning from what had just happened. Rogues… they had threatened me, and if that was true, it meant something far more disturbing—Jeric hadn’t been killed by Kade, but by the rogues. The weight of that realization settled heavy in my chest as I walked forward, the packhouse looming before me in the night.Outside, I spotted Rylan. His tall, broad figure was unmistakable, even in the shadows. He was pacing, looking tense and worried, his eyes scanning the darkness as if he were searching for something—or someone. Probably me.I took a deep breath and steeled myself. There was no time to dwell on the fear gnawing at my insides. I had to tell someone, but the pieces of the puzzle still didn’t fit perfectly. Why would the rogues care about me becoming Luna Queen? What was the real reason behind all this?“Valeria?” Rylan’s voice broke through my thoughts as he spotted me. His e
Valeria The rogue leader’s grin widened as he leaned against the stone wall of the small, dark room they had thrown me into. His eyes glinted with amusement, like he was enjoying my confusion. I narrowed my gaze at him, refusing to let fear take root in my voice.“Why should I give up the coronation?” I demanded. “What could you possibly gain from stopping me?”The rogue leader crossed his arms, tilting his head as if considering my question. His features were sharp, hardened by years of living in the wild, away from the structure and protection of a pack. There was a wildness in his eyes that unnerved me, but I kept my composure.“I could ask you the same question, Luna,” he said, his voice low and gravelly. “What’s in it for you? Power? Control? Or is it something more personal?”I kept my face neutral, refusing to let him bait me into an argument. “Becoming the Luna Queen isn’t just about power. It’s about protecting my pack, uniting the wolves against Malachai. You know what he’s
Valeria The morning of Jeric’s funeral came far too quickly. The air was heavy with the weight of loss, and as I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the simple black dress I had chosen for the day, a dull ache settled deep in my chest. The Beta of our pack—Jeric, my friend and one of my most loyal supporters—was gone. It still didn’t feel real.I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. Today was not about me; it was about honoring Jeric and his service to the wolf pack. But deep down, the growing storm of uncertainty and betrayal gnawed at me. Who could have done this? And why?A soft knock sounded at my door, pulling me from my thoughts. I opened it to find Rylan standing there, his face a mixture of concern and determination. His presence always brought a strange comfort, though today, I couldn’t shake the tension that seemed to hang in the air between us.“Valeria,” he said softly, stepping into the room. “I wanted to check on you before the funeral. Are you alright?”I f
Valeria Sitting on the stone ledge of the balcony, I watched the sky above me, dark and heavy with clouds that threatened rain but never delivered. The stars were barely visible through the blanket of gray, and it felt as though the world was mirroring my internal turmoil. The night air was cool, biting against my skin, but I didn’t care. I had too much on my mind to even notice.Jeric was dead. Kade was being accused of his murder. And now, just days before I was supposed to be crowned as Luna Queen, everything felt like it was falling apart.I rested my head in my hands, my chest tightening as the weight of it all pressed down on me. This wasn’t how things were supposed to go. Jeric was supposed to be by my side, helping me navigate the political minefield, guiding me through the challenges of leadership. And Kade—how could anyone think that Kade would kill him? It didn’t make sense. Kade and Jeric had been brothers in everything but blood. To believe that Kade would betray him, be
KadeJeric’s body had barely gone cold, and already I felt the weight of the world pressing down on me. My heart was shattered, and my mind spun in chaotic loops. Jeric—my best friend, my brother in arms—was gone, ripped from this world by an assassin’s blade. I hadn’t been able to save him, and that failure sat heavy on my chest like a boulder.But even in my grief, one thing was clear: this wasn’t just an attack. It was a deliberate, calculated strike meant to unravel everything we’d been working for. The timing, the location, the swiftness of the blow—it was all too perfect. Jeric’s death was designed to stop Valeria’s coronation and plunge us into chaos. And I could already feel the noose tightening around my neck.The moment I stepped foot back into the pack’s territory, the whispers began. Eyes followed me with suspicion, and the once-familiar faces of my pack members now seemed hostile, accusing. I gritted my teeth, trying to hold it together as I made my way to the heart of th
The night air was thick with anticipation as I made my way to the meeting point. The moon hung low, casting a pale glow over the forest clearing. The coronation was less than twenty-four hours away, and every muscle in my body was coiled tight, ready to spring at the slightest hint of danger.I hated this feeling—the gnawing uncertainty that had settled in my gut over the past few days. I tried to push it down, but the closer we got to Valeria’s coronation, the louder that inner voice became. Something wasn’t right. I could feel it.As I approached the clearing, I spotted Jeric standing by the fire we’d set up for these late-night strategy sessions. His silhouette was tall and steady, the flames casting shadows across his face as he rifled through some papers. Jeric, ever the politician, ever the confident leader, always looked so damn composed.“Kade,” he called out, not looking up from his notes. “You’re late.”“Had to check on security,” I replied, coming to stand beside him. “You
KadeThe sun was setting as I stood by the window, staring out at the training grounds below. Pack members moved with purpose, preparing for Valeria’s coronation. Despite the outward display of unity, I could feel the tension simmering beneath the surface. It was subtle, but it was there—whispers, side glances, moments of hesitation when Valeria’s name was mentioned. Some still doubted her, questioning whether she was strong enough to lead us, to unite the packs and face Malachai’s growing threat.I shook my head, pushing those thoughts aside. Jeric and I had come too far to let doubts derail our plans now. We had the support of most of the key leaders, and once the coronation was done, Valeria would have the authority she needed to solidify her position. Still, something gnawed at me. Seraphina’s presence lingered like a shadow, always on the edge of things. She was no longer openly defiant, but I knew better than to trust her sudden silence.“Something’s not right,” I muttered to my
KadeThe room was quiet except for the soft scratching of pens on paper. I glanced at Jeric across the table, his brow furrowed in concentration as he scribbled notes in the margins of the coronation agenda. His dedication to Valeria’s future as Luna Queen was unwavering, a quality I both admired and relied on. He believed in her, just as I did. Her ascension was not just about securing the future of the pack—it was about standing strong against the threat Malachai posed to all of us. If Valeria could unite the packs under one banner, we’d have the strength we needed to crush him.“We need to make sure the northern pack leaders are on board,” Jeric said, not looking up from his notes. “Without their support, it’ll be hard to get the others to fall in line.”I nodded, leaning back in my chair. The coronation was less than a week away, and the opposition was growing. There were those who still questioned Valeria’s capability, who whispered that she wasn’t ready to lead. But I knew bette
RylanThe night was thick with shadows as I moved through the dense trees, the silence broken only by the soft crunch of leaves beneath my boots. It had taken time to make the necessary arrangements, to ensure that no one would notice my absence from the packhouse. This was a dangerous meeting, one that would raise too many questions if anyone found out. But I didn’t have a choice. The stakes were higher than anyone realized, and I had to take control of the situation before it spiraled beyond our grasp.The rogues had agreed to meet me at the edge of the forest, far from any patrol routes or prying eyes. It was neutral ground, but there was always an underlying tension when dealing with rogues. They weren’t bound by the same rules or codes that governed the packs. They thrived on chaos, on breaking the very order I was sworn to uphold. But tonight, I needed them.As I stepped into the clearing, I saw them waiting. Three rogue leaders, each with their own reputation for violence and c