Lunnette's POV
Curtis, the alpha beta, led me to my bedroom. I followed behind him, a little dumbstruck but mostly grateful at the thought of not having to worry about where I would sleep for the night.
At least for now, that was a worry I didn't need to have.
"Thank you," I mumbled softly, and he looked to me, bowing slowly. I bowed back, insure of what to do with the way he had insisted on greeting me since I arrived.
"Your welcome; if you need anything, let me know," he muttered, and I nodded, going to bed.
I made my way to the room; it was nice and quiet. It was better than where I actually slept in my old pack, which meant I had a bed and covers over me.
I moved to the bathroom; it would be nice to take a shower and fall asleep, maybe hoping for some peace and quiet before morning.
Once I turned on the shower, letting hit water run over me,.I didn't spend too long there; I was too tired anyway.
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Lunette’s POVHe banged the door behind him, and I flinched slightly. I didn't move until it sounded like he was suitably far away and he wasn't coming back before I tugged on my nightdress and then moved to the bed. I fell into bed almost immediately, marveling at the way I sank into the covers like it was a cotton cloud. My eyes flickered close just as quickly.I didn't dream much that night, not as much as I usually did, until maybe close to dawn when the flickering dawn lights filtered in through the curtains over my face, seeming like a haze.I was walking in a garden; it was a little cold outside, but the flowers were blooming—all of them, the roses and the lilies, the marigolds too.I walked along the field leaning in to smell the flowers; it was almost intoxicating. I blinked rapidly, reaching to touch the roses. I flinched when something pricked at my fingers, drawing them away. Blood splashed onto the flower petals. Dark red on pale white flowers. Then I heard the growling
Axel POVThe moment I walked out of the kitchen, storming across the corridor, my face was likely like a storm cloud. After that disastrous conversation, I knew things were about to get worse.I was being irrational; I knew that because I was the king of rash decisions, but Zarek and I had made this choice, and it couldn't be that bad if Zarek was in on it too.Our father may have made his choice, but Zarek and I weren’t going to just stand by and let it happen. Any other woman, any other omega, and we would not have cared; our mother had been dead for a long time now, and we didn't want him to be alone, but there was no way in hell we were going to let Lunette come in and take over, no matter how soft her voice was or how wide her eyes got when she looked at me.She had to go.We started small.Zarek and I were popular with the maids in the housekeeping section; it was easy enough to bribe them to
Lunnette POVThe kitchen was my sanctuary.It wasn’t glamorous work, but I was fine with that, especially after everything that had happened. It felt good to have something to focus on, something I could channel my frustrations into.I liked the routine, the warmth of the stoves, the smell of freshly baked bread, the familiar scents of herbs, and the chatter of the kitchen staff—it was all so normal, peaceful even.With the morning sun filtered through the kitchen windows, casting a golden glow over the counters.It had taken some time, but I was finally starting to feel at home in the packhouse oras much as one could under the circumstances.The Alpha’s proposal was a choice that still hung over me, and the constant tension with the twins made life difficult, so the quiet moments like this—where I could breathe and just be was much appreciated.The sounds of pots clattering were
Verda POVI paced the length of my chambers, fury rushing through my veins like wildfire. My plan had been foolproof, or so I thought.Have the girl in prison long enough to get her killed in a way that would not be suspected.How could it have failed? Lunette was supposed to be gone by now, a distant memory swept away by the rumors I had carefully planted.But she was still alive. Still breathing."How could this happen?" I hissed through clenched teeth, glaring at the guard who stood trembling."I paid them a fortune. How could they let her slip through their fingers?"He paled, his eyes darting between me and the door, clearly hoping for an escape.“My lady, the guards..."“I don’t care about excuses!” I snapped, my voice sharp enough to cut glass.“I want results!" I screamed"Get out, now," I hissed, throwing the delicate vase that rested on my dres
Zarek POVI slammed the book shut, my fingers trembling slightly as I set it down on the side table. The familiar weight of the worn leather cover should’ve brought me comfort, but today it did nothing. I couldn’t focus. I couldn’t breathe.Lunette’s scent was everywhere.It clung to the walls of the house, to the furniture, to the air I breathed. Sweet, like wildflowers blooming after a rainstorm, but laced with something more dangerous—something that made my wolf stir restlessly beneath my skin.The pull was inescapable, and no matter how hard I tried to shut it out, it was there, tugging at the edges of my self-control.I ran a hand through my hair, the strands damp with sweat. The library, which had once been my sanctuary, now felt suffocating.Even here, her scent had managed to seep in, like a taunt, reminding me of her presence in the house. 
Axel POV The rhythmic thud of my fists against the padded training dummy echoed in the open air.I focused on my movements, each thought sending a ripple of tension down my spine. I had been at it for hours; the rhythmic sounds of my fists were the only thing keeping me grounded these days. Martial arts was a human art, but I loved it. It had always been my escape, the one place where I could channel my frustrations, and lately those frustrations were all about Lunnette.The scent of pine and earth grounded me, but it did little to ease the storm brewing inside. Lunnette.Just the thought of her made my chest tighten, sweat dripped down my forehead, and the burning ache in my muscles was the only relief I had. She was mine—and Zarek's—but things weren’t that simple anymore, not with my father now involved.I threw another punch, harder this time, trying to shove away the confusion and the jealousy, because that did me no good at this point. I threw a kick, the bag swaying violentl
Axel POV I blinked slightly, the lights blurring behind my eyes, blood flowing into my mouth. Zarek’s growls echoed through the walls, guttural and harsh.He was fighting; his brother was trying his best even as the beast inside him was fighting tooth and nail to break free. I clenched my fists. I was going to help him. Rising to my feet, my body leaning against the wall, I winced my contorted in pain. His eyes had already started glowing that unmistakable red—the sign of a shift we all feared.“Dammit,” I muttered under my breath, heart racing; this was spiraling out of control."Brother, you really need to snap out of this." I hissed. The room was thick with tension, the scent of aggression filling up the place all at once. The door burst open, and Lunnette rushed back in, Curtis right behind her. Her face was pale, but her eyes roamed over their faces. “Help me, Curtis!” I called out, already sidestepping Zarek; his body started the shift, and his wolf growls filled the room,
Lunnette POVFrom the moment my door had banged against the walls to the point when Zarek’s screams had started echoing through the walls, my heart had been in my throat, and it had stayed there.I sat frozen in the corner of my room after they had dragged him out, hugging my knees to my chest, trying to focus on anything but the sounds of agony pouring through the corridor.I had never heard Zarek scream like that before. He had shouted at me a few times in a deep commanding tone, but this was different; it was as if he had been filled with raw, unbridled agony. He was hurting—I wasn't sure what it was—but I couldn't help; I was afraid I would only make him worse.Another roar echoed from the corridor again, and I clenched my fists so tightly that my nails bit into my palms; the pain was a welcome distraction. If I focused on that, maybe I could block him out. I tried to breathe, in and out, slow and steady, just like Curtis had shown me. But I only managed shallow breaths.The do
Lunette POV The castle was buzzing with energy that. I didn’t quite describe, it wasn’t the good kind though. Lorraine’s tantrums were constantly in the background, but I did my best to ignore them. She thrived on the attention, and I refused to give her that satisfaction. Between Lorraine’s constant tantrums, the twins complete absence and my growing fear that Alpha Cormac would uncover the truth, I felt like a rabbit trapped in a den of wolves. So I did what I had been the best at doing, I poured my energy into spending time with Cormac, convincing myself that this was where my focus should be. After all, this engagement wasn’t just about us—it was about securing my future. I spent most of my days either dodging Lorraine’s pointed remarks and orders or trying to keep my composure as Cormac’s watchful eyes bore into me on our date. It was exhausting. I was on another date with him because somehow, in the midst of all this chaos, we found ourself spending more time together.
Lunette POV “What do you want?” I asked again, my voice quieter now. Her eyes gleamed with triumph as she pulled back a bit. “Ah, now we’re getting to the good part,” she said. She circled me slowly, like a predator stalking its prey. “What I want,” she said, drawing out the words, “is to see you squirm. To see you suffer, it's a past time of mine you see" she mumbled and I flinched “I’ll keep your secret,” she started walking around me like a vulture circling prey, she sounded too gleeful about this that it made it almost to difficult to let it go.“If,” she added, her smile returning, “you do exactly as I say.”My stomach dropped, and I stared at her in disbelief. “What do you mean?”“You heard me,” she said, her voice as smooth as silk lie she was an innocent girl asking for an innocent favour when we both knew that couldn't be further from the truth “If you want me to keep my mouth shut, you’re going to do what I want, when I want.”I swallowed hard, dread pooling in m
Lunnette's POV Ever since my meeting with Lorraine, in fact ever since Axel had slammed a door in my face after sending me on my merry way I had been an emotional wreck. The weight of Lorraine’s presence was floating over me like a storm cloud,a very dark and very suffocating storm cloud.My little chat with her earlier had left my nerves frayed and had my thoughts spiraling in a thousand directions. What would she do with Axel, what would she tell him? Would she expose me to the pack?I was still struggling to fit in here, and they would no doubt be people who would want me gone because I lied.Worse yet, what if she went to the twins or—goddess forbid—Alpha Cormac? My heart clenched at the thought of his piercing eyes darkening with betrayal. I had fought so hard to build this life, to protect myself and those I cared about. It couldn’t all come crashing down now, not because of her. What would I tell them!My stomach churned at the thought. I paced my room, the wood floor
Lorraine POV I stalked out of Axel's bedroom my heart pounding with satisfaction. I had gotten what I wanted and I was feeling on top of the world He had agreed to my terms. Of course, he had no choice but to. My heels clicked sharply across the hard wood floors as I made my way down the corridor, the sound echoed in the otherwise quiet space. I was familiar with these halls, just like I was familiar with the Grey Moon pack house. It was getting to dawn and the halls were still dimly lit,it would be a while before they would fully lit.It had been a while since I was back here but, I would be here a lot more often and that was amusing. A sly smile crept onto my lips as I thought about the power I now held. Axel was desperate and properly trapped, and it was all thanks to what I had stumbled upon the moment I arrived.I had not been sure how to pin him down when I left home for this pack, all I knew was I needed to get him back to me immediately. And by some sort of providence,
Zarek POVI woke up gasping for air, bolting upright as my heart hammered in my chest as the lingering effects of the nightmare clung to me like a second skin.The images were still as vivid and had seared themselves into my mind—my father’s lifeless body, blood all over the floor, Axel nowhere to be found, and Lunette’s screams as darkness swallowed her whole.I clenched my fists, trying to steady my breathing.“It’s just a dream,” I muttered, but the words felt hollow.It was just a dream.But it didn’t feel like one.I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, my hands shaking as I ran them through my damp hair.My room was suffocating; the walls seemed too close, the air too still. I swung my legs off the bed and stood, needing space, needing air.Sleep wasn’t coming back for me, not
Axel POV "Then your father would have nothing to say about this," Lorraine said, her words cutting through the silence.My ears were ringing; maybe it was because the air in the room felt heavier than ever, pressing down on me as Lorraine’s smirk deepened. Or maybe it was because I couldn’t tell if the weight on my chest was anger, frustration, or the sickening realization of the corner she’d just backed me into. I stalked over to her, taking a step into her space, letting my wolf rise just enough for her to feel the tension crackle in the air. I leaned against the wall, fists clenched so tightly that my nails dug into my palms, my wolf snarling inside me, with the familiar mix of chaos, anger, and frustration that mirrored my own emotions. Lorraine wasn’t someone I could afford to underestimate, not with what she had just seen and not when she held the power to destroy everything in my life just to spite me. “Whatever game you think you’re playing, Lorraine, it ends now,” I gro
Axel POV I pushed her out the door and leaned against it and took a deep breath. She didn't move immediately, and I didn't want to entertain any conversation until I was sure she was gone.I stood there, my hand on the door handle, listening as Lunette’s hurried footsteps faded down the hall. My chest felt tight, every part of me screaming to go after her. But I couldn’t. Not now. Not with her standing in the room. Lorraine wasn’t the type to back down easily, and I knew without a doubt she’d use this against us if it suited her. “How can you be so sure?” Lunette had asked, looking up at me, her eyes filled with fear, something so close to terror it had been difficult to look away. Her question had been valid, and so had my answer, because just like I had promised her, I wasn't going to let Lorraine ruin anything for her. Turning the lock with a sharp click, I leaned against the door for a moment, gathering myself. Then I turned back to the one face I didn't want to be anywhere
Lunette's POVI lay there in the dim light, still tangled in Axel's arms, my skin still flushed and tingling, almost trembling even from the assault of emotions and sensations.His arms were draped possessively around me, fingers tracing lazy circles on my bare shoulder. For a fleeting moment, the world was still, like we were in our own bubble, and I was free from the judgment, guilt, and the crushing weight of responsibility that would follow our choice.But it didn’t last.Axel's heartbeat was steady against my ear, louder to me than the silence in the room but a contrast to the chaos swirling in my mind.The room smelled of us—our shared passion and the consequences that would come later.But as the high ebbed, guilt crashed down on me like a wave, suffocating and unrelenting.My gut tightened immediately in regret at that point, but there was nothing I could do about i
Axel POV When I kissed her again, I wasn't sure what I had expected her to do; pulling away from me and slapping me was not it.I couldn’t stop staring at the door when she left; the click of the door quietly shutting behind her echoed in my chest and my ear. She was always running from me, always. My fists clenched at my sides, my nails biting into my palms as I fought against the frustration boiling beneath my skin. Why couldn’t she see it? Why did she think that running from what we both felt was the right answer? We were mates no matter what she wanted to say, no matter what she claimed.She belonged to Zarek and me. I paced around the room, my frustration bubbling over into something I couldn’t contain. I wanted to punch something, yell at her, or maybe at myself.But none of it would make a difference. She was out there, walking away from me—again, and I couldn’t let her go this time. I wouldn't let her go.Before I could talk myself out of it, I was already moving. I yanke