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
Elena’s POVThe days following my conversation with Oliver were an emotional labyrinth. I went about my duties, often finding solace in Beauty’s quiet presence, yet I felt his gaze lingering whenever we crossed paths. He kept his distance as promised, but it was clear he hadn’t given upon proving himself. And despite my resolve, part of me felt drawn to him, haunted by what we had once shared and what he claimed to regret.One morning, as dawn broke over the pack lands, Lucas found me near the edge of the forest, collecting herbs Beauty had shown me. His expression was softer than usual, an unusual vulnerability in his eyes.“Elena,” he said, clearing his throat. “Can we talk?”I glanced up, surprised by his tone. “Of course.”He hesitated before speaking, his gaze locked on the forest. “I’ve been by Oliver’s side through everything—the battles, the decisions, even the mistakes. I thought I understood him completely, but lately…” His voice trailed off, and he let out a heavy sigh. “La
Elena’s povI woke up the next morning, the talk I had with Oliver still rings deep in my head. I ran my hand through my head, sat on my bed waiting for it to actually pass by but it didn't. I had training today and I couldn't sit here forever. I picked up myself and walked to the bathroom to freshen up. When I was done with it, I quickly dried my body and walked out of the bathroom with my towel tied to my body. I stopped on my tracks when an unexpected person was found casually sitting on my couch——Chloe. What was she doing here? Did she hear about the conversation between me and her brother? No one in the pack knows what's going on between us as we have both kept our distance since I disappeared.I tried to avoid situations that would earn me his attention because rumors were already spreading that he had Lucas—the number one fighter in the pack as my personal bodyguard. A Choking gaze landed on me, she gave me a smile which brought out her dimples. I won’t lie, it made her more
Elena’s POVThe rest of training went smoothly, but I couldn’t shake off the weird feeling from my earlier encounter with Chloe. Beauty’s words lingered in my head — “She’s been planning Hailey’s marriage to Oliver since forever.” It made sense now why Chloe had shown up this morning, asserting her dominance and subtly reminding me of her place in the pack. She didn’t need to say it outright; her body language did the talking.After the session ended, I was gathering my things when Lucas approached me again. His dark eyes softened as he looked down at me, and I couldn’t help but notice the way he always seemed on guard, always watching.“Hey,” he said, almost too casually. “Walk with me for a moment?”I hesitated, glancing around. “Is this… about earlier?”Lucas nodded. “There’s something you need to know. Chloe isn’t one to mess around. She’s fiercely loyal to her own agenda, and right now, that agenda includes securing a marriage for Hailey with Oliver. You being here — you’re a thr
Elena’s POVThe next morning came far too quickly. I barely slept, my mind replaying everything that had happened the day before—Chloe’s veiled threats, Lucas’s quiet support, Oliver’s unexpected encouragement. It all swirled in my head like a storm I couldn’t escape.When I arrived at the training grounds, the atmosphere felt different. Whispers followed me as I walked, curious eyes darting my way. Chloe’s influence was unmistakable. No doubt her visit and my conversation with Oliver had sparked rumors.I squared my shoulders and ignored them, trying to focus on my training. Beauty was already there, bouncing on the balls of her feet, her ever-present energy contagious.“Ready to show them what you’re made of?” she asked, grinning as I joined her.“Always,” I replied, forcing a smile.But as the session began, I noticed Chloe’s friends lingering nearby, their eyes fixed on me like predators circling their prey. Every step I took, every move I made, felt like it was under scrutiny. I
Oliver’s POVThe midday sun streamed through the grand windows of the pack’s council hall as I reviewed reports from our borders. The tension in the pack had grown over the past weeks, and I couldn’t afford to overlook anything. However, my focus was shattered when a sharp knock echoed through the room.“Come in,” I said, my tone clipped.Daniel, my Beta, stepped in, his expression grim. “Alpha, we have a situation.”I leaned back in my chair, signaling him to continue.“It’s about Chloe,” he said.Of course, it was. Chloe had been stirring up trouble ever since she had suspicions about Elena arrived. “What now?”“She’s organized a celebration tonight,” Daniel explained. “She’s announcing Hailey’s formal courtship with you.”My jaw tightened, and I slammed the report onto the desk. “I never approved this.”“I know,” Daniel said, his tone cautious. “But it’s already set in motion. The pack is buzzing with excitement.”I stood abruptly, the chair scraping against the floor. “She thinks
Elena’s povOliver just left my room again with more reassurances. I loved it but I needed more this time around—-probably a hug. I walked out of my room to go look for beauty, we needed to start planning. I went straight to the kitchen but I bumped into someone “I’m sorry!” I apologized quickly.“Arghh, are you blind!” I heard the voice say and I instantly froze. The person I had been avoiding for weeks. She traveled so it was easy to do it but now she is back. “Hailey…..I’m sorry! I wasn’t watching where I was going.” I tried to apologize as I dusted off some invisible particles from her dress.“Don’t touch me…. You…. You Rogue.” Her eyes glared at me. At the side, I could see Chloe standing and smiling at the drama.“I wonder why Oliver still keeps you around. Just count your days, soon you will be living like the trash you are——The dump!” She shoved me aside and walked out, while Chloe snickered behind her.I took a deep breath “They are not worth it…..” I said to myself multip
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