Serena’s POVThe silence that followed was unlike any I had ever known. I lay my head against Ardan’s chest. It was warm and it soothed all the emotions I had carried for weeks. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, I felt safe.Ardan’s chest rose and fell steadily beneath me, but there was a tension in his body I couldn’t ignore. His muscles twitched and his breaths was uneven as though something deep within him had awoken.“Serena,” he whispered.I tilted my head up to meet his eyes as I traced my fingers along his chest in small, comforting circles. “Hmm?”His next words came slowly, as if he could hardly believe them. “My wolf,” he said. “He’s back.”I sat up slightly, excited by the news. “Back?”He nodded, and the disbelief and wonder in his expression brought tears to my eyes. “I can feel him,” he said in a shaky tone. “He’s… strong. Whole.”I smiled. “The mate bond,” I murmured with a surprised tone. “It worked.”I watched as Ardan closed his eyes with the faintest
The hall buzzed with conversations of the gathered alphas and the elders. My arm was firmly entwined with Dominic’s as we moved through the crowd, exchanging pleasantries and forced smiles. Every word, every laugh, felt like I was going through hell on earth.The alphas were here to celebrate my supposed return, praising my “deeds” and lauding Dominic’s fabricated heroics. If they knew the truth, the air would be charged with rage, not admiration.“You’ve truly inspired us all, Queen Serena,” an older alpha said, bowing slightly. “Your strength and resilience are legendary.”“Thank you,” I replied softly despite the bitterness I felt burning in my chest.Dominic leaned down, kissing me on my cheek, showing off our “loving” relationship. “My queen deserves every word of praise,” he said smoothly. His voice was just loud enough for others to hear.I clenched my teeth, forcing myself to remain calm. The weight of his arm around mine made my skin crawl, but I forced myself to play the rol
The damp air of the dungeon clung to my skin as Ardan and I stood before Dominic and Sylvia’s cells. The dungeon’s flickering torchlight casted shadows across their faces, but neither of them looked defeated.Dominic leaned casually against the back wall of his cell with his smirk as sharp as ever. “You think you’ve won,” he said with his voice dripping with disdain. “But trust me, this isn’t the end.”Ardan stepped forward, with his gaze hardening. “Your reign is over, Dominic. Whatever followers you think you have will fall in line or face the consequences.”Dominic chuckled, shaking his head. “Oh, Ardan,” he said mockingly. “You’ve always underestimated the rogues. We’re not like your precious packs, bound by loyalty to one leader. We’re survivors, and survivors always find a way.”Beside him, Sylvia glared at me with her lips curling in hatred. “Enjoy your little victory while it lasts, Serena,” she spat. “You’ll always be a pretender to the throne.”I forced myself to remain calm
The sound of raised voices in alarm drew me to the main hall, where a group of injured wolves had just returned from their mission. Their tattered clothes and bloodied limbs told me everything before a word was spoken, but I stepped forward, pushing past the worried murmurs of the gathered pack.“What happened?” I asked in a steady tone despite the unease I felt in my stomach.One of the scouts, a young wolf named Ezra, stepped forward. He winced while pressing a hand to a gash on his side. “When we out to the villages we noticed strange movements on their grounds. It was a rogue group. We tracked them to the outskirts of the eastern village,” he said with his voice tight with pain. “But they weren’t alone.”My heart sank. “Who was with them?”Ezra hesitated, glancing at his companions. “Witches,” he said finally. “Three of them. They weren’t just aiding the rogues—they were commanding them. The rogues fought like they didn’t care if they lived or died, and the witches used spells to
In the late afternoon, Rachel found herself in the pack’s meeting hall, in a room with rows of shelves and piles of ancient scrolls. Rachel was seated cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by faded tomes and crumbling parchment. Her brow was furrowed, and her lips moved silently as she read. Her focus was so intense that she didn’t even look up when I entered the room.“Still digging through the archives?” I asked, leaning against the doorframe.Rachel startled slightly but quickly composed herself. “Serena,” she said with her voice tinged with excitement. “You need to see this.”Curious, I crossed the room and knelt beside her. She held up a tattered scroll. Its edges were brittle with age. The writing was faded but legible and its angular script was unfamiliar yet strangely familiar to me.“What is it?” I asked, taking the scroll carefully in my hands.Rachel pointed to a passage near the bottom. “It’s a record of an ancient pact between witches and rogue wolves,” she explained. “It
The scent of smoke filled the air and it was thick and suffocating. My bare feet crunched against ash-covered ground as I moved through the forest with my breath coming in shallow gasps. The trees were on fire and its branches were falling down haphazardly.Just then, I heard the cry of a child, shrill and desperate. My heart jumped, and I moved forward, searching for the source of the sound. The cries grew louder and it touched me.“Where are you?” I called with my voice breaking.A faint silhouette emerged from the smoke—a small figure standing in the middle of the flames. The child turned toward me with their face streaked with tears, but their eyes were black pits, void of emotion.“Help me,” the child whispered. It’s voice echoed naturally.Before I could move, whispers surrounded me, hissing and cruel. “Betrayal. Blood. The end is near.“The flames surged higher, engulfing the child in an instant. I screamed, reaching out, but my hands grasped nothing but heat and smoke. The for
A rogue wolf approached the gates of Derek’s pack at dusk. His form was barely visible against the dark forest. He moved slowly. Still, the guards stiffened, growling low as he stepped closer.I stood at the gate, flanked by Zone and Derek’s beta, Tobias, as the rogue stopped just out of reach. His eyes were bloodshot, but there was some sort of desperation in his eyes that kept me from ordering him away.“State your business,” I commanded firmly.The rogue bowed his head, though I could see the tension in his shoulders. “I bring information,” he said hoarsely. “But I need protection in return.”Tobias stepped forward in a threatening tone. “Why should we trust you?”The rogue flinched but held his ground. “Because if you don’t listen, your pack will burn,” he said with his voice cracking.I felt uneasy, and I raised a hand to silence Tobias. “Speak,” I said, narrowing my eyes at the rogue. “What do you know?”The rogue swallowed hard as his eyes flicked nervously between us. “The wit
The pack had gathered in the courtyard under the rising sun as I outlined the defensive strategies we’d need in the days ahead. My words carried purpose, but the wolves’ eyes betrayed their fear and uncertainty. As much as I worked to unite them, cracks were forming beneath the surface.I didn’t see Gilly at first. She emerged from the shadows near the edge of the circle with her face pale and her eyes wild.“Enough!” she shouted with her voice trembling but loud enough to stop me mid-sentence.All eyes turned to her, and my stomach sank. What the hell was she about to say I feared.“Gilly,” I said cautiously, stepping toward her. “What’s wrong?”She pointed a shaking finger at me as her face contorted with anger and pain. “You,” she spat with her voice breaking. “It’s always you, Serena. You’re the reason we’re suffering. The reason this pack is falling apart.”Murmurs erupted through the crowd, and I could feel their unease growing.“Gilly, that’s not true,” I said firmly, trying to
Serena PoVI walked into the medical wing and the scent of medicine hit my nose. Rachel stayed silently at her workstation blending medicinal salves while Marcus sat alone on his cot, looking determined though he didn't feel well. Luca kept his head down while sitting on a chair, picking at the edges of his shirt.Marcus looked at me right away while holding his injuries despite the pain. He spoke to me quietly, saying, "Serena," while struggling to speak clearly.I moved my chair close to his hospital bed and gave him a warm look. “Marcus,” I said softly. “Tell me everything.”Despite what had happened, Marcus spoke to me calmly about it. He told me how he entered Caden's camp with Luca, tried talking to Evelyn, and how Caden clawed at him.Marcus told me how Evelyn pleaded with our enemy to free them. “She struggled her whole way through to keep me safe.” He said, talking about Evelyn.Instantly, Luca ag
Evelyn PoVMy past choices pressed heavily on me during my walk through the camp. Every move I made was accompanied by the memories of my victims and the people I harmed. Gloria's comments sounded louder than ever in my thoughts with her gentle and convincing tone. She assured me that I possessed the potential to achieve great things.Her pledges started to break down under pressure.As I gazed at the night sky Gloria softly noted "Your power comes from our bond. Without me, you’re nothing. Remember that, Evelyn.”Her words initially, would have provided me comfort and guidance toward my goals. But now it felt like I was in a prison since she held me in her grip and kept me from making free decisions. Gloria took advantage of me just like Caden did.I clenched my fists. Did the pursuit of power need to destroy lives this way?“You didn’t need to scare my mother away. I think I’m getting the hang of it now. My mo
Serena PoVThe room was filled with tension. On the table, the map was spread with Ardan and Alpha Joachim facing each other while arguing about their next military move. I rested my back against the wall with my arms folded while my head itched from the mounting stress.“I think we should make our first move from this area.” Ardan proposed, circling an area on the map. “Striking this location will split the the red blood moon pack’s military divisions.”Joachim shook his head. “Ardan you fixate solely on using power in your approach. Caden's wolves learn to handle strife during physical confrontations. Our strike must be slow and deliberate to reach Evelyn since moving too quickly would cost us many wolf lives.”Evelyn. I remembered how our last conversation went. My love for her hurt deeply but I couldn't find a way to be with her. Gloria took complete control of Evelyn's mind and every time I thought about her
Evelyn PoVI stood in Caden’s war room with tension thick in the air and my hands shaking at my sides. Territory maps of various packs, slashed through in red to show how many we’d been able to bring under our control, were spread across the table. At the head of the table, my father, Caden gripped the map with his shining bionic arm as he laid out our next move.“After we claim the Eastern moon pack,” Caden said coldly, “we will have power over all major territory in a hundred-mile radius. The rest will be compelled to fall in line.”I couldn’t take my eyes off him; I was disgusted. “And if they don’t?” I asked, though I knew the answer.Caden turned to me, narrowing his eyes. “Then we crush them. No one defies us, Evelyn. This is what it takes to unite the wolves and ensure peace.”“Peace,” I repeated bitterly. “Is this what peace feels l
Evelyn’s PoVI was standing at the forefront of Caden’s soldiers, with my father staring me down from across the battlefield. His words from earlier rang in my ears: “This is not just another battle, Evelyn. It’s about sending a message. We have to make them understand that whoever dares to side with Ardan cannot withstand us.”I realised that it was not merely a matter of asserting one’s authority - it was much more personal. And now, I was leading the charge.I was afraid. My hands shook slightly and I had to hide it. Gloria’s whispers had decided to take a break but I know I was doing this on my own accord. Her whispers or not, Gloria was forever present.“Ready, Evelyn?” Caden asked in a commanding tone.I simply bowed my head, swallowing the disgust that rose from deep within my heart. “I’m ready.”The attack started off as being vicious and unrelenting. Wolves foug
Evelyn’s PoVThe night was dark, and the atmosphere was rather oppressive, as if everyone was expecting a fight. I was by my father side, Caden, at the forest and across from us was the rogue pack which we were enemies with. We had encroached their territory and we wanted war. I felt my pulse quicken, but it was not due to any kind of apprehension. It was something else—a feeling of anxiety intertwined with adrenaline and Gloria’s spirit was all I needed to charge up.“Are you ready?” Caden asked.I could not escape the doubt I felt but I attempted to mask with a nod. Was I truly ready? Is this the road I am to travel?“This isn’t just about war. It’s about making sure our pack is going to be safe from threats that may exist in the future. If left unaddressed, ‘they’ will be a constant thorn in the side of everything we are trying to construct here.”I forced myself to believe him, a
Serena PoVI had learned about the changes that took place in Evelyn and the revelation was eye-opening for me. My daughter—the one I had wanted to shield from the reality of the world—was now a part of an immeasurable force. But it was not only power, it was power stained with blood. Caden had manhandled her and had exploited her strength for his own gain. Worse still, the spirit of Gloria had successfully taken over Evelyn and is determined to finish her off as well.I sat in my room, with the curtains drawn and my mind tormented by guilt and sorrow. How had it come to this? Evelyn was meant to be protected, enveloped in affection, but what I had offered her was anything but that. Now she was beyond my reach, entangled with Caden and manipulated by Gloria.I tried to reach her. With my eyes shut tight, I focused on our connection and communicated with her via my wolf mother link.“Evelyn,” I said through our telepathic connection. “It’s me, your mother. Please, talk to me.”At that
Evelyn’s PoVThe change that happened in me was not sudden like a snap of the fingers; it was a slow process like the encroachment of night over day. At first, it was subtle: was always accompanied by a keener sense of presence, a liveliness that surged through me, making me feel as though I were unstoppable. But as days turned into weeks, I began to know other things.Although, when I concentrated, I realised that I could control the wind. I could also feel with my mind the thoughts and intentions of people around as if they were exposed to me like an open diary… something akin to what my mother can do. It was rather daunting, but at the same time, it was liberating.I first felt this transformation while going through an attack with pure wolves like my mother and me. We were caught off guard while patrolling the outskirts of the territory. Caden had taken me along with a group of his pack to check on my commitment and ability to survive in his pack, which was a pack of killers.Our
Evelyn’s PoVIt wasn’t long before Caden came to pick me up. His rogue wolves stood next to him, their faces cold and emotionless. My mother, Serena, stood firm in front of me, her aura protected me and prevented the wolves from coming any closer to me.“I will personally cut your genitals off if you dare to lay a finger on her,” she snarled.Caden smirked, unfazed. “Relax, Serena. She’s my daughter. I am taking her to her rightful place.”“She is my daughter too,” Serena replied heatedly her eyes burning with anger. “And I’m warning you, Caden. Evelyn is more than what meets the eye.” Then she lowered her tone. “Evelyn is in contact with Gloria. Someone like you can use that to your advantage but not when my daughter’s life is at stake.”Caden’s expression turned from one of annoyance to a cool one. “You worry too much, Serena. I’ll handle it.”“Caden, this isn’t some joke!” My mom yelled.I placed a hand on her arm. “Mom, it’s okay. I’ll be fine. I promise.”She relaxed her eyes. “P