Elena’s Pov
Oliver stood looking at me and the old lady in surprise. I was not only standing up to him but I stood my ground. He looked at Ana with a glare “Who are you? And why are you on my land?” Ana walked to a chair, taking a seat, “Young warlord, who I am is not necessary but who are you and why is your fate tied to hers?” Oliver looked at me, then back to Ana “So…..why is my fate tied to hers?” He asked with a tone of sarcasm. “That’s not for me to say but know that she is someone who you would need by your side,” Ana told Oliver, he stood up in anger and glared at Ana. “Elena, you have two minutes to say your goodbye, meet me outside, and let’s go or else I will come in and drag you back,” Oliver said and stormed off from the house. I exhaled, knowing that I had to go back, I turned to face Ana, she had a smile on her face and I instantly felt bad. For the first time in my life, I found someone who treated me like a human and helped me without anything in return. I held her hands as tears swelled up in my eyes “Why don’t you follow us back to town? It is much better there and you can get a lot of help from me and others. I know you can do things yourself but your body needs to rest sometimes.” She used her shaky hands to wipe the tears rolling down my eyes “You don’t have to worry about me. I will be fine, plus I can’t seem to leave this little cabin, it’s part of me now.” I hugged her, pain shooting out of my eyes in the form of tears. “Shh, child it's alright.” She patted my back to comfort me. “I’m going to come visit you every chance I get, okay?” I said to her and she nodded with a smile. “Now go before the big wolf will bring down my cabin!” She said and I chuckled at her joke. I turned to leave as she waved at me. I glanced back one last time and before I left, I heard her say “I will always be here!” A tear dropped in my eyes as I came out of the cabin. I saw Oliver standing there with three other guards and the one who talked with me when I was in the infirmary. Oliver turned to look at me with a smile, instead of seeing someone who loved me I saw someone I hated. “Are you set?” He asked and I pushed past him with no words. I got into the car, sitting at the extreme. The trip started and the further we got away from the cabin the more eyes flowed down my eyes. I stared at the window all through the ride back and I eventually fell asleep. ******* Hours later, I felt someone trying to lift me and I opened my eyes to see Oliver and I was being lifted by him. “Drop me down, I can walk,” I told him coldly “But you were asleep.” He said to me “Drop me!” I repeated. He stared into my eyes for a while before he proceeded to drop me down. I quickly arranged myself and my clothes and walked into the pack house, fully ignoring him. I walked to my room and slammed the door shut, as I lay on the bed. The events of everything that happened since I met him flowed back. “Ahhhhhh…..I hate him so much!” I yelled out. Just then the door pushed open and the one person I never wanted to see stepped in. “What are you doing here? Please leave.” I said to him and his face fell. “Elena, can we talk?” He said in a soft tone. I threw my face away, refusing to even look at him “No, so please leave my room. I want to take my bath and rest. Today had been a hectic day.” He sighed “I know you are angry but you ran away from the pack. You went missing for over two weeks and you were injured. For crying out loud, I thought you were……dead!” I paused, looking at him but remembering why I ran away in the first place, I got angry. “You caused it. I was running away from the pain you caused. I don’t know why you changed your mind but please, leave me alone. I will always be rejected by you and that’s all” My voice is firm, eyes staring straight at him. I pointed at the door “Please leave!” I said to him. His shoulders dropped in sadness, his eyes filled with guilt but what I felt was anger and pain. “Fine, I will leave but I won’t stop trying to get it right with you,” Oliver said, he then turned to leave. The door shut behind him and all my guards came crashing down. I cried so hard that I had no more tears to pour out. The pain I had to feel alone, was the worst thing I had ever experienced. My chest aches so badly that I couldn’t breathe any longer as I prayed for the moon goddess to put me out of my misery. I sat on the floor crying for about an hour before I got up and walked into the shower. I took my bath, washed my hair, and washed out the dirt from my body. I changed my clothes for nightwear and I went straight to bed without any food as I had no appetite to eat. Third pov A girl wearing a silver gown stared into the moonlight. She radiates power and strength. She inhaled the air around her and stared up into space. Someone appeared behind her, her eyes moved to that side acknowledging the person’s presence. “So…..is she back?” the girl asked “Yes Luna….she is.” Her hands clenched into a fist and her eyes squinting anger, “I guess our work was not yet done.”Elena's PovThe next morningI woke up to the sound of my door creaking open. I groggily opened my eyes to see Oliver standing there with a tray of food. I grumbled at the disturbance, “What do you want?” I asked as I used the pillow to cover my face."Elena, you haven't eaten in over 24 hours. You need to eat something," he said softly.I turned my face away, not wanting to look at him. "Leave me alone, Oliver."He sighed and walked closer to me. "Elena, please. You're weakening yourself. Just eat something."I felt his hand touch my shoulder, and I flinched. "Don't touch me."Oliver's hand dropped, and he set the tray down on my bedside table. "Fine. But know that I'm not giving up on us. We need to talk about what happened.""There's nothing to talk about," I mumbled.Oliver's eyes narrowed. "There's everything to talk about. You ran away, Elena. You were injured and alone for weeks. Do you have any idea how worried I was?"I glared at him. "You were worried? You? After what you d
Elena's PovI couldn't shake Hailey's piercing gaze from my mind, and the unease lingered long after Lucas left. Entering my room, I found Oliver sitting in the armchair, his eyes fixed intently on me."You're still ignoring me, I see," he said softly.I sighed, exhaustion washing over me. "What do you want, Oliver?"Oliver stood up, his movements fluid. "We need to talk about what happened. About why you left.""I left because of what you did," I snapped.Oliver's jaw clenched. "I know I hurt you, Elena. But I want to explain—""No!" I cut him off. "You've had plenty of chances. Now, just leave me alone."Oliver's eyes narrowed “Why are you being so stubborn? Why don't you want to hear me out?” I rolled my eyes as I dropped my bag down on the table, “I just want to be left alone……is it too much to ask?”Oliver stood up “Yes it is…..i'm your mate!” “No…..rejected. So please Leave me the fuck alone.” I challenged him, “So please leave my room.” His eyes narrowed down before he turne
Elena’s POVThe warmth of the morning sun filtered through the trees, casting through the light across the training grounds. I stood in line with the other trainees, my mind still replaying the scene from yesterday. Oliver’s persistence lingered like an unhealed wound, and now Chloe’s sudden appearance left me on edge. The pack members’ stares didn’t help—most of them still saw me as an outsider.“Focus, Elena,” I whispered to myself, gripping the handle of the wooden sword as our instructor barked orders.“Push harder, Elena!” his voice cut through my thoughts. I swung with more force, feeling the strain in my muscles. Each strike was a release, a reminder that I could still fight, that I still had control over some part of my life.As I went through the drills, I caught sight of a figure watching from the edge of the training ground—Oliver. His gaze was unyielding, intense, and unsettling. Every time he watched, it was as if he were silently pleading with me, urging me to let him ba
Elena’s povI woke up, already tired of the day and bored about everything. There wasn't any training today, so I decided to tour the pack house where I stayed.I got up from the bed, said a little prayer to the moon goddess and then walked into my bathroom to get ready for the day. I hummed as I showered. When I was done with my bath, I dried my body, applied lotion, and wore my underwear. I put on a black jean and a black t-shirt which was big for me but that's how I liked it.As I walked out of the room, my face collided with someone, the person's chest—-firm but soft. As I massaged my head from the little pain the Collision brought “ouch….watch where you are going!”“I think you should say that to yourself” I looked up to see Lucas with a smile on his face, I rolled my eyes as I shoved past him walking down the hall and he quietly followed behind.“Why are you even here? We have no trains today!” I inquired as he smiled gently at me which made me a little uncomfortable.He shru
Elena’s POVThe hallway seemed quiet as I walked back to my room, yet Lucas’s words stayed with me. “I’ll always be watching, ready to defend you.” A chill ran down my spine. I couldn’t tell if it was meant to be comforting or unsettling, but either way, it was strange.Shaking off the thought, I decided to continue my exploration of the pack house. There was an area I hadn’t been to yet, tucked away down a narrow, dimly lit corridor. I had heard whispers from the other pack members—something about an old archive room. It sounded intriguing.I walked down the hallway, my curiosity building. Just as I turned the corner, a familiar figure stepped into view. It was Chloe, Oliver’s sister. She hadn’t noticed me, but her intense gaze was locked on something hidden at the end of the hallway. For a split second, I saw a glimmer of what looked like frustration—or was it fear?Before I could make sense of it, Chloe turned around, her eyes narrowing as she caught sight of me. “Elena,” she said
Elena’s POVThe chill of the morning air was nothing compared to the storm of emotions brewing inside me. After yesterday’s confrontation with Chloe and my conversation with Lucas, I felt more trapped than ever. The realization of Oliver’s hold on my life was becoming a suffocating weight, and each glance from the pack members only deepened the feeling of isolation.I wandered through the forest surrounding the pack grounds, needing space to think. But no matter how far I went, it seemed that Oliver was always there, lingering in the shadows of my mind. The guilt in his gaze, the attempts to “protect” me—it all felt too little, too late. What I needed was clarity, freedom, and a chance to decide for myself.The rustling of leaves pulled me from my thoughts. I turned, seeing Lucas making his way toward me, his usual calm smile in place.“Didn’t expect to find you here,” he said, his tone light. “You’ve been quiet since yesterday.”I shrugged, not meeting his eyes. “Sometimes quiet is n
Elena’s POVThe moonlight streamed through my window as I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. Beauty’s words echoed through my mind, each one tugging at my curiosity like a thread unraveling. Spells, secrets, prisoners… the hidden room at the end of the hallway suddenly felt like the epicenter of everything strange about this place. If there were prisoners in the pack house, held under some kind of spell or restraint, what did that mean for everyone here—and for me?I tossed and turned, my mind racing, until sleep became impossible. Sitting up, I glanced at the clock. It was just past midnight, the pack house cloaked in silence. Maybe it was the darkness of the night or the thick shroud of mystery hanging over me, but a new resolve blossomed within me. I had to find out what was behind that door. Beauty’s warning lingered in the back of my mind, but I knew I couldn’t ignore the mystery any longer.Quietly, I got out of bed, throwing on a light jacket and slipping into my shoes. I open
Elena’s POVThe days following my confrontation with Oliver passed in a blur. I threw myself into tasks around the pack, desperate to distract myself from the storm of emotions that brewed every time I thought of his words. His admission of regret, of realizing he’d made a mistake, had stirred emotions in me I wasn’t ready to face.The pack sensed my unease, though they never spoke about it. Only Beauty dared to approach me with genuine concern, offering her silent companionship in the moments I felt close to breaking. It was comforting, having her nearby—a reminder that I wasn’t as alone as I sometimes felt.One late afternoon, as I sat on the hill overlooking the forest, Beauty appeared beside me, a gentle smile on her face. “You’ve been so lost in thought lately, Elena. Is everything alright?”I let out a sigh, looking out over the trees. “It’s complicated, Beauty. I thought I’d moved on, that I’d buried the pain. But then Oliver…” I hesitated, my voice trailing off.Beauty didn’t
Oliver’s povThe wind whipped past my ears as I ran, my paws pounding against the earth. I shifted back to human form just before I reached the edge of Full Moon territory, grabbing the clothes I usually stashed there for the days I went out running and needed to shift. The shift was always jarring, a sharp reminder of the duality that lived within me. But tonight, the physical discomfort was nothing compared to the weight in my heart.Why Lucas? That was the question that kept clawing at me. Why was Lucas the one who had to have the vision? The vision of how to save my Elena. It should have been me. I was hers, Elena's mate, and the right person to save her. I shook my head. I tried to focus on the issue at hand. I need to save my people.My steps slowed as I approached the main clearing. The air felt heavy, lifeless. Daniel and Beauty met me at the edge, their faces etched with worry."Oliver," Beauty’s voice was strained. "It's worse than we thought. They're...empty. Basically she
Third person pov Lucas and Oliver sat stiffly on the wooden chairs in the meditation room of Willow’s temple. The air hung heavy with the scent of incense and old stone. They had been there for a long while and it felt like an eternity, waiting for Willow, the goddess, to give them some sort of guidance or help.Lucas shifted in his seat, the leather of his jacket creaking softly. He glanced at Oliver, whose face was a mask of strong determination. Lucas wasn't so good at patience. He was a man of action, a protector. This waiting felt useless, like a waste of precious time.Oliver, sensing his friend's restlessness, offered a small, almost unnoticeable nod. He understood. Tension had been simmering within the Full Moon pack for a while now. Sickness was spreading, weakening even the strongest wolves. And Elena, the Luna of the pack, Oliver's Mate and Lucas’s friend was in grave danger. Fear filled them both. But each tried to keep a strong front.Just as Lucas was about to break th
Chloe’s povAs we made our way through the forest, my mind raced with worry. Betrayal had a way of souring even the simplest things. As I watched my people being struck with sickness yet I couldn’t do anything to help them without hiding like a criminal. All I wanted was to rule my pack, to lead them rightly but seeing them almost dead changed something in me and I was determined to get help for them.Jax walked beside me, his jaw tight, his senses clearly on high alert. We were searching for him – the magician, the source of the curse that was slowly strangling the Full Moon pack. We needed to find him, to bargain, to do whatever it took to save my pack, even if it meant aligning ourselves with him and sacrificing Oliver, my brother and that rogue, Elena."He has to be somewhere around here," Jax muttered, his eyes scanning the dense trees. "The energy feels strong. Plus we have been walking for hours. It has to be somewhere here."I nodded, trying to ignore the guilt that gnawed at
Elena’s povI tugged on the ropes that held my hands and feet in tact and it was still as tight as ever. The magician wasn’t back yet and I knew that had to be my chance.The flickering candlelight cast long, dancing shadows, making the already unsettling scene even more terrifying. I strained against the thick rope binding my wrists to each other, the coarse fibers biting into my skin. My ankles were similarly secured. I had to get free.My mind raced. How long have I been here? How many hours? It felt like an eternity. I writhed against the ropes again, a desperate, futile effort. Tears welled in my eyes. Then, a memory flickered in my mind – the dungeon lock. It was a lock that didn’t have a space for a key. I had been too weak to think much of it, but somehow, focusing my energy, I had managed to unlock it. It was a faint connection to the power I didn’t know I had, a sliver of power that hadn't been completely suppressed. Maybe…just maybe…Taking a deep breath, I concentrated o
Oliver’s povLucas and I were heading to the elven village, a place filled with mystery and whispers of ancient magic. The thought of Elena being in more danger every second scared me even more, and the weight of that responsibility felt like a physical burden.Lucas moved boldly ahead. He'd been to the village once before, with Elena, to visit Willow's temple. I envied his ease. He'd known Elena more, seen her laugh more freely, shared experiences I was just beginning to build. I was the mate, the destined partner, but sometimes I felt like I was playing catch-up.As we finally reached the village, the air here hummed with a subtle energy, a palpable sense of magic that tickled my skin.Lucas smiled. "There she is!" He gestured towards a young elven girl standing near the entrance to the temple, her eyes wide and bright. She couldn't have been older than ten, with hair tied up and decorated with flowers and a dress woven from a strange material."Hello!" Lucas called, his voice warm.
Chloe’s povThe stench of sickness hung heavy in the air. I could see the paleness of their faces, the feverish glint in their eyes – the curse was eating them alive. My pack. The pack I wanted to lead."We have to help them, Jax," I pleaded, my voice barely a whisper against the rising wind. My throat felt tight, choked with helplessness. "I can't just stand here and watch them die."Jax's grip on my arm tightened, pulling me further into the shadows of the alleyway. His eyes scanned the street, sharp and alert. "Chloe, we talked about this. We're wanted here. Walking around like this is a death wish.""But-"He cut me off, his voice firm, but laced with a hint of desperation. "No buts, Chloe. Look."He nodded subtly towards the main street. Emerging from the pack house, a group of soldiers, clad in dark leather armor, marched in formation. Their faces were grim, their hands resting on the hilts of their swords."There they are," Jax said, his voice low. "They're might be looking fo
Oliver's POVThe scent was gone. Wiped clean. I snarled, frustration clawing at my throat. Elena had been here, I knew it. The lingering sweetness of her soap, the faint air of her own unique scent – it had all been so clear just moments ago. But now? Nothing. Scattered, like dust in the wind.“Damn it!” I roared, kicking at a fallen log. The wood splintered under my force, a small satisfaction in the face of this overwhelming helplessness.Lucas placed a hand on my shoulder, his touch grounding me. “Easy, Oliver. We’ll find her.”I shook my head, running a hand through my already dishevelled hair. “They knew we were coming. They scattered her scent, covered their tracks. This isn't some amateur kidnapper, Lucas. Whoever took Elena is smart, organized.”"But how? How could they have anticipated us?" Lucas muttered, his brow furrowed in thought.I paced back and forth, my wolf instincts screaming at me. I could feel Elena’s presence, a faint echo in the forest's heartbeat. She was clos
Elena’s pov“Tell me one thing," I said, my voice barely a whisper. "If I take off the chain, will you let me go if I don’t like what you have to say?"He chuckled, the sound devoid of any warmth. "I am a man of deals, Elena. I tell you all, and you get to leave after. But I will not force you to do anything else. Do we have an agreement?"It was a gamble, a desperate one. But I could not ignore a chance to save my people."Fine," I said, my voice stronger this time, laced with steely resolve. "We have an agreement."Something in me gnawed at me. This man, this magician didn’t seem like he was going to let me go. Was I going to trust the words of a man who didn’t waste any time in abducting me? A man who cursed an entire pack of innocent werewolves for whatever reason. My head pounded feverishly as it crossed my mind that I would regret my choice.The second I pulled the Moon Chain off my neck. I was slammed to the wall by an invisible force. My throat began to tighten and I could bar
Beauty’s povThe weight of it all crashed down on me, a physical blow that stole the air from my lungs and the strength from my legs. I crumpled to the floor, the carpet of the pack house doing little to cushion the impact. Daniel was by my side in an instant, his strong arms wrapping around me."Beauty! What is it? What's wrong?" he asked, his voice laced with concern."The healers... the sickness..." I choked, unable to form clear sentences.A cluster of healers stood near the entrance of the pack house, their faces etched with despair. They had rushed in, interrupting our already tense planning session. Oliver and Lucas were still gone, they were in search of Elena. Daniel and I were doing our best to hold the pack together in their absence, but it felt like our efforts were going down the drain."They're... freezing up," one of the healers, a young woman named Sarah, managed to say. "Even the warmth of the fire isn't helping. They can barely move… they’re almost lifeless. All they