Shadows of PowerThe morning sun filtered through the thick curtains of Zane's house, but Cana barely noticed. Axel hadn’t contacted her telepathically for a while, so she decided to get him off her mind by trying to tap into the dark powers within her; sitting cross-legged on the wooden floor of her room, she focused on the strange energy that had been stirring within her for weeks. The dark power hummed beneath her skin, urging her to let it out. She closed her eyes, her breathing steady as she tried to channel it.At first, nothing happened. But then, a spark of energy surged through her fingertips, and the air around her seemed to shimmer. A vase on the nearby table rattled and then shattered into pieces. Cana flinched, opening her eyes.“What the hell was that?” she muttered to herself.The door to her room burst open, and Mia appeared, her eyes wide with alarm. “Cana! What’s going on in here?”Before Cana could answer, Mart peeked in from behind Mia, his usually calm demeanor re
Cana POV “You look beautiful, Mia said softly as she touched the veil on my head. I smiled at my beautiful reflection. “Thank you,” I replied, beaming with a smile. She smiled at me “You are welcome Cana, soon to be Mrs Axel, Luna of the Manhattan Park.” she said, giving me a mocking bow with a smile. I laughed as a pink hue covered my cheek at the thought of being Axel's wife, my long-time crush. It was a dream come true. I slowly inhaled the cool air that came from the air conditioner and my fingers shook as I adjusted the white dress I wore. The material of the wedding gown was so beautiful. I touched the diamond necklace he had given me as my wedding present. An overwhelming feeling rushed through me. I can't believe that this day is finally here. Ever since I had discovered that Alex loved me, my joy had increased with every passing day. I turned to my other friends who were in the room smiling at me. They had been helping me to dress up “Awwn she is blushing,” Mirabel sai
Cana pov I raised my head to look at the wolf standing before me. He had three other wolves with him at his back. They wore a teasing smile. Goosebumps crept into my skin as he stared at me. “Oh my gosh, she is crying,” he said, mocking me. He turned to his friends and they burst into laughter. '`Nice dress' ', another one said as he joined the other wolf they squatted to my level. His face was laced with a grin. "Special occasion?" He asked and they burst into cruel laughter again. I bit my fingers with my teeth. Something I always did when I was nervous. An uneasy feeling washed within me and I was sure that I did not leave here on time. They were going to do something stupid. My body shook with fear. I can't be rejected and raped or killed on the same day. Please moon goddess, help me. I prayed. “It seems she is the rejected Luna,” one said and the rest started laughing. “I can't imagine our Alpha wanted to marry a weak wolf like you. Tell me between you and us, the
CHAPTER THREECana povShe picked up the call a few minutes later. Her voice sounded worried. “Have you seen her?” She asked him.“Yes,” he said as he gave me the phone.I pressed the phone to my ear “Hello” I said in a whisper.“Cana! I have been so worried about you. Where did you go? When are you coming back?” She asked.I cleaned the tears that helplessly rolled down my cheeks avoiding her boyfriend's gaze. I would not want anyone pitying me.“I'm fine Mia. I just want to stay away for a while. Till the shame and everything dies down” I said.“Noo cana, you can't leave me. You did not even pack some clothes. What about your parents? Aren't you going to visit their tomb?” She asked, almost breaking into tears.“Mia I will be fine,” I said even though I knew what she said was true. I needed to see my parents and tell them what happened. That their daughter was rejected and that no one has loved me since they died.“Please cana, come home. I will be here with you” she said with a tre
Chapter four.Cana pov.Immediately I entered the car, my eyes roamed around the car for a while before it landed on him. Only to find out that he was staring at me.“Are you okay?” He asked with a soft tone.“Well, I was rejected on my wedding day, but I am over it now and I am fine,” I said.A smile shadowed his lips; he stretched forth his hands. “Lycan Zane,” he introduced.I took his hands with a smile. I already knew his name. He was a lycan. No wonder Alpha Alex always made sure he gave him the best treatment possible.Lycans were also considered rulers of a pack, but they were higher than. Alphas. He started the car and started driving in a comfortable silence.“How long did they banish you?” He asked, suddenly breaking the silence.“Three years”He nodded and fixed his attention on the car again. ain “Do you miss home? I mean, your friends or guardians. I could talk to Alex to take you back,” he offered.On a normal no note, I would have taken that offer but right now, no. Th
~Cana’s POV:Hearing the words that had been spoken by Zane’s uncle was like a punch to the gut. For the second time tonight, the sick feeling of betrayal washed over me. I looked between Zane and his uncle, not sure what to say after hearing that Zane was betrothed. I didn’t have anything to say. The man In front of me was a total stranger, except for the times when I caught a glimpse of him visiting the pack house and the well-known fact that he was a Lycan, I knew nothing about him. So, who was I to feel betrayed? “I want her gone,” His uncle hissed. “Uncle Callahan-“ Zane tried to speak up, but his uncle cut him off. “She’s not worth it, Zane. I want her gone and you out in the main parlor as soon as possible.”Callahan, as I now knew his name, glanced once in my direction, throwing me a nasty look that I had too familiar with in less than a day, before storming out. Zane sighed as soon as the door slammed shut and turned to me. “You…have a betroth?” The words rolled off my
After changing into a more presentable outfit, I checked out of the motel with Zane carrying my things. He threw the bags into the trunk of his car and held the door open for him to step in. Although I was still keeping my guard up against him, I whispered words of gratitude under my breath and sat down.Once Zane got behind the wheel, he spoke up. “I know a good restaurant around here,” He turned to face me briefly and said. “Why don’t we go there for breakfast, then I’ll explain.”I didn’t see a problem with that. The faster I found out what he wanted from me, the sooner I would be able to get away from him and start planning my new life. Three whole years of living alone and away from the pack…I wondered how I was going to cope.But I sure as hell wasn’t going to go back and beg them. “Sure,” I nodded. “Let’s do that.”Zane started the engine and drove off. Soon, we arrived at a fancy-looking restaurant. All the buildings around the restaurant towered over it, but the décor and
~Cana’s POV:I sat in the center of the queen-sized bed of a motel, staring absentmindedly at the two cards in front of me. The first was the black card Zane had given me and the second was his business card. But the latter didn’t disturb me as much as the former did. For crying out loud, it was a freaking black card, with an unlimited spending limit. And, imagine the surprise that washed over me when I saw the balance. The numbers were uncountable, unlike anything Axel had ever entrusted to me. This was one of the reasons why this card bothered me so much. Groaning, I allowed my body to fall back onto the bed and curled on my side. ‘All this was too much,’ I silently complained.As if being banished from my pack, being humiliated on my wedding day, and getting rejected by my mate wasn’t enough, the moon goddess had decided to do what? Throw in a little funny trope into my already sad life? Groaning, again, I turned and curled on the other side, seeking a certain amount of comfo
Shadows of PowerThe morning sun filtered through the thick curtains of Zane's house, but Cana barely noticed. Axel hadn’t contacted her telepathically for a while, so she decided to get him off her mind by trying to tap into the dark powers within her; sitting cross-legged on the wooden floor of her room, she focused on the strange energy that had been stirring within her for weeks. The dark power hummed beneath her skin, urging her to let it out. She closed her eyes, her breathing steady as she tried to channel it.At first, nothing happened. But then, a spark of energy surged through her fingertips, and the air around her seemed to shimmer. A vase on the nearby table rattled and then shattered into pieces. Cana flinched, opening her eyes.“What the hell was that?” she muttered to herself.The door to her room burst open, and Mia appeared, her eyes wide with alarm. “Cana! What’s going on in here?”Before Cana could answer, Mart peeked in from behind Mia, his usually calm demeanor re
Zane sat at his desk, his eyes fixed on the reports in front of him, but his mind was elsewhere. The conversation with Cana replayed over and over in his head. She had apologized, but the lack of clarity still gnawed at him. Her words felt more like a pacifier than the truth.“Are you going to stare at that paper until it bursts into flames?” Mart’s voice jolted him out of his thoughts. Mart leaned against the doorframe, a knowing smirk on his face.Zane sighed, leaning back in his chair. “I can’t shake this feeling. She’s hiding something, and it’s not just about that night. There’s more.”Mart entered the office, closing the door behind him. “Look, Cana’s been through a lot. Maybe she’s trying to protect you or herself. Have you thought about that?”Zane shook his head. “That’s the problem. I don’t want protection. I want honesty. If she’s keeping secrets, it could put all of us at risk.”Mart frowned. “You think it’s connected to Axel?”Zane nodded. “ I don’t think so.”Meanwhile,
“Do you think he knows?”Zane sat in his office, his hands clasped together tightly on the desk as he listened to Mart’s incessant pacing. The tension in the room was palpable, the soft shuffle of Mart’s shoes across the floor punctuated only by his muttered thoughts. Cana and Mia sat nearby, exchanging glances, their expressions a mixture of concern and curiosity.Mart finally stopped, turning toward Zane with wide, panicked eyes. “Do you think he knows?”Zane leaned back in his chair, his gaze calm but calculating. “Knows what?”“This morning,” Mart began, his voice trembling, “the cops called me. Apart from Axel, there were 4 other buyers for your shares; today, They were asking questions about the four clients who…died. How the hell did all four of them just end up dead.” He paused, swallowing hard. “I am sure he’s behind it; do you think Axel figured it out? That I’m a fake? That I had something to do with it?”Zane’s expression darkened slightly, though he remained composed. “It
Cana crept through the front door, the soft creak of the hinges reverberating through the quiet house. She glanced at the clock: 12:03 AM. Everyone should be asleep by now, she thought, her footsteps light as she made her way to the stairs.“Where are you coming from?”The voice, sharp and unmistakable, stopped her in her tracks. She turned, her heart sinking when she saw Zane standing in the living room, his arms crossed, his eyes cold and piercing.“I went to see a friend,” she replied, her voice barely steady.“Don’t lie to me,” Zane said, stepping toward her. His tone was controlled, but there was an edge of fury in it that Cana had never heard before.Her pulse quickened. She could feel her heart hammering in her chest, and Zane could hear it too.“You never told me you were leaving,” he continued, his eyes narrowing. “And your heart is racing. Where. Were. You?”Cana had never seen this side of him before. Zane was always calm, gentle, and understanding. But this version of him—
The air was thick with tension as Cana reluctantly made her way to Axel’s private suite as usual. But tonight was different; she didn’t leave Zane's house by 3 am his time each step she took felt heavier than the last, and the weight of Axel’s control pressed down on her. The blackmail hung over her like a dark cloud, and though she despised being summoned, she had no choice but to comply.Axel had requested her presence to “celebrate,” but Cana knew better than to trust his motivations. She clutched the straps of her bag tightly, her mind racing with strategies to deflect his probing questions and maintain her composure.When she arrived, the door was slightly ajar. She knocked gently before stepping in.“Ah, Cana,” Axel’s voice was warm and inviting, but she could see the calculating glint in his eyes. He gestured toward a table laden with expensive wine and delicacies. “Join me. Tonight, we celebrate new beginnings.”Cana forced a small smile and moved cautiously to take a seat acr
Zane sat alone on the edge of the master bed, his eyes fixed on the glow of the bedside lamp. The shadows danced on the walls as his thoughts went back to Axel. Every time he tried to bury the past, every time he tried to forget, the memory of Axel attacking Cana while he was at the diner was still fresh in his mind; well, at least, that was what he believed from Cana. That moment had made his hatred wor and cemented his plan to destroy Axel piece by piece.But patience was key. The shares he secretly held were more than just a financial asset; they were leverage. Selling them now would give him the funds he needed to launch his next move without exposing himself. Axel had no idea who the real shareholder was, and Zane intended to keep it that way.A sharp knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.“Come in,” Zane called out, his voice steady despite the turmoil inside.Mart stepped in, his face a mix of weariness and curiosity. He had been running errands for Zane all day and had th
Axel’s POVThe dim light of the early morning entered through the curtains as I laid back against the plush pillows, my eyes fixed on Cana. She moved quietly around the room, gathering her things, avoiding even the slightest glance in my direction. I could still feel the lingering warmth of her presence, and I couldn’t help but smirk at the thought of how conflicted she must feel.“Enjoyed yourself tonight?” I asked, my tone dripping with mockery.Her shoulders stiffened at the sound of my voice, but she didn’t bother to turn around. She continued dressing as if I wasn’t even there.“Don’t contact me ever again,” she muttered coldly, picking up her belongings and heading toward the door.I chuckled softly as I propped myself up on one elbow, watching her walk away.“I’ve told you this so many times; your words don’t match what you showed me tonight, Cana,” I said, more to myself than to her.She slammed the door behind her without another word, leaving me alone in the luxurious pentho
Lionel leaned back in his chair, his fingers drumming on the polished surface of the conference table. The quiet hum of the room was broken only by the occasional rustle of paper from Larz and Akam, his two closest allies. Both sat opposite him, their postures tense and their eyes expectant. Lionel exhaled slowly.“That’s the plan for now,” Lionel said, his voice low but filled with determination.Larz, the larger of the two, leaned forward, his brow furrowed. “So we just wait? Until she’s... pregnant?”Lionel’s lips twisted into a smirk. “Unfortunately, yes. That’s Axel’s focus right now.”Akam shook his head, his fingers tapping impatiently on the table. “And what about Zane? We all know Axel doesn’t care about him. He’s leaving him to rot, but Zane’s still a problem—for you”Lionel’s smirk widened. “Zane is no longer a problem. He’s a pawn. Broken, desperate, clinging to what little he has left. Axel may not care, but I do. Zane’s pack will be mine soon enough.”Larz raised an eyeb
The sunlight passed through the hospital room windows, casting a soft glow on the e walls. Cana sat on the edge of her bed, the hospital sheets tangled at her feet. She was fully healed, her supernatural abilities healing the wounds overnight. Yet, the bruises on her soul felt raw and unrelenting.Zane’s voice drifted from the hallway as he spoke to the doctor. She strained to catch their conversation, hoping to discern whether her story from the night before had been convincing.“She’s recovering well,” the doctor said. There was a pause, and Cana’s heart raced as if it sensed trouble.“What concerns me,” the doctor continued, “is that her injuries... they appear to be self-inflicted. The cuts, the angles—it’s highly unusual. You may want to speak with her about—”“That’s enough,” Zane interrupted sharply.Cana’s stomach twisted. She couldn’t see his face, but his tone betrayed his unease.Moments later, Zane entered the room, his expression guarded. “Ready to go home?” he asked, his