Cara's PovsOutside, the cottage was clear, and my chance of escape was there, staring at me.Without thinking twice, I grabbed the tray from the table and slammed it against the wooden door with all my might. The door rattled on its hinges, but it didn’t budge. I grabbed the chair next, using it as a battering ram, my desperation, and the need to escape giving me strength. The wood cracked, and with one final push, the door flew open.The fresh air hit me like a rush of adrenaline. I bolted out of the cottage, my legs moving faster than I thought possible. I didn’t look back. I didn’t have time to. The warriors were still shouting, but they hadn’t noticed me yet, too caught up in the chaos that had erupted around them.I ran into the dense forest, my heart pounding in my ears as I ran. The trees closed in around me, I could also hear the distant battle cry and shouts of the warriors, but I fled deeper into the woods with no looking back. I didn’t know where I was going, only that I n
Brian’s POVThe familiar scent of the woods filled my senses as I crossed the border back into the pack's territory. It had been a long week, longer than I had anticipated, and I was eager to return. The tensions between the rogue packs and the local righteous packs had escalated, forcing me to handle delicate negotiations in the East. Also, there was a message that there had been a call of peace by all the packs of Ellorin, in which I was invited. hadn’t been easy, but it had to be done. I smiled, seeing the message, and I had thrown it to the deepest part of my trash. Who care about their trash meeting and peace talks when they can't even be at peace in their own individual packs. My trip has been nothing like a honeymoon trip. It was filled with facing dangers and fishing our criminals. Still, the entire time I was away, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Cara, that's her name, I had overheard it from her and debbys' discussion that night my wolf forced his way out and marked h
Brian’s POV Empty. The bed was untouched. The room was still. Scattered on the floor was untouched food, and the lingering scent of her hung in the air, faint but fresh. My eyes scanned every corner, my senses on high alert. She wasn’t here. A low growl rumbled in my chest, my wolf stirring with rage. Cara had been here, but she hadn’t been gone for long. How could she have escaped? My orders had been clear. She wasn’t supposed to leave. She wasn’t supposed to run. But she had. I clenched my fists, anger surging through me. Gareth had lied. He’d said she was safe, that she was suffering in the cottage, but now she was gone. Where the hell is that damn Omega? I stormed out of the cottage, my mind racing with a thousand possibilities. Has someone helped her? Or had she foolishly gone off on her own, thinking she could hide from me? Foolish girl. The emergency bell rang again, but I barely heard it over the sound of my own fury. The entire pack would feel my wrath if I didn’t
Cara's povs “Mummy, mummy, I want you to read me a story.” "Carr, which story would you like Mummy to read to you tonight?" "I want the one you said is very important. Mummy, I want you to tell me that one!" “Carr, you’re too young for that story. When you turn twelve, I promise I’ll tell you.” "Sabrina, I think it's time we tell Carr about our origins, so she’ll understand how powerful she truly is and how to control it," a voice said from behind. "Thank you, Daddy!" "Calm down, little one," her father said, his voice gentle. "Daddy is starting now. Once upon a time, there was a little girl who lived with her parents. This girl was beautiful..." “Hahaha, Daddy, stop! Be serious!” Her father chuckled but continued, "Shh. So, this girl always thought she was just a normal werewolf, but she didn’t know she was, something special, even in her clan, she is a Cupbearer…” Suddenly, a loud commotion erupted outside, cutting short the story. "My husband," her mother said
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Brian’s POVThe scent was fading, but the bond between us grew stronger, pulling me forward like a guiding force. Every muscle in my body screamed with tension, driven by Asher’s relentless demand to find her. I could feel her fear through the mate bond, her pulse quickening, her breathing uneven, and it only fueled my rage. I tore through the forest, dodging trees, my mind singularly focused on the Omega.Asher, my wolf, was relentless. He kept growling and snarling. “They’ll regret taking her,” Asher growled, and I knew he was right. Whoever had taken the Omega had no idea what they’d unleashed. They would soon witness the wrath of the king, the devil from hell himself.“Red Knife Pack.” I repeated the name with malice. They were a shadow of my past, one of my many enemies. All the evidence Garreth had uncovered pointed toward them being involved in this kidnapping. They had launched a probing attack, and then when my forces were focused on them, they had kidnapped the Omega.“Ryder
Cara’s povThe creaking sound of the carriage jolted me awake. My eyes fluttered open, heavy with exhaustion. As I looked around, the reality of my situation hit me like a slap. I was bound in a makeshift carriage, being dragged along a rugged path. Panic gripped me as the memory of my capture came rushing back, I was to be delivered to a mysterious man by dawn. I struggled franctically to free myself, but I learned the hard way about that.“Aahhhh”, I screamed in pain as the rope burned against my skin. the rope was laced with wolfbane. I gritted my teeth, as memories of my past encounters with wolfbane in my previous pack flashed in my mind.“Sorry, love, forgot to mention the ropes' stings,” the leader said with a twisted grin. His towering figure loomed over me, his dark, unruly hair framing his cruel face.“Please, you don’t have to do this. I’m just a weak, orphaned Omega,” I begged, my voice trembling. But he didn’t even glance in my direction.“Must be mistaken, I’m not the
Cara's povBrian staggered back, clutching his side where Ryder had slashed him. His eyes burned with fury, and Asher, his wolf, growled from within, enraged by the pain but more so by Ryder. Blood poured from the wound, soaking Brian’s clothes, but he didn’t falter. He couldn't. He still stood, not wavering.Ryder chuckled darkly, his scarred face gleaming with satisfaction. He twirled the silver blade in his hand, its edge glinting in the dim light of the cabin. “Look at you, Brian,” he sneered. “Bleeding like a wounded animal. It’s fitting, really. The mighty Rogue King brought to his knees by someone who knows you better than you know yourself.”Brian’s eyes darkened, the fury bubbling just beneath the surface. His breaths came in harsh, ragged gasps as he fought to remain standing. But his gaze, his intense, unwavering gaze, never left Ryder. He was calculating, biding his time.“You think you’ve won, Ryder?” Brian growled through gritted teeth. “You’re nothing but a coward hid