Cara’s POVHis words hit me like a trailer loaded with a thousand pounds of cattles, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe properly.He liked me? How was that even possible? I was just an Omega, a weak, insignificant wolf who didn’t belong anywhere. But the way he looked at me, the way he spoke, made me feel like maybe, just maybe, I was more than that."I… I don’t know what to say," I stammered, feeling my cheeks heat up. The news was a shock. Throughout my time in his pack, I’d never imagined this. Alpha Alexander was different from other Alphas I had met. He wasn’t all business or distant from his pack members. He treated everyone with respect, and I had always admired him for that. But the idea of being in a relationship with him? That had never crossed my mind.My thoughts drifted back to Brian, my supposed mate, and everything that had happened between us. I had been running from him, trying to escape the memories that haunted me. But they lingered like a stubborn wound that re
Cara’s POV The sound of laughter, chatter, and distant music grew louder as I approached the bonfire venue. I felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness bubble up in my stomach. This was my first pack event since birth, i have had to attend not as a slave or cleaner but as part of the event. I couldn’t help but feel out of place. As I stepped into the clearing, my eyes widened in surprise. The entire area looked transformed. Fairy lights were strung between the tall trees, casting a warm, golden glow over everything. The bonfire stood proudly in the center, flames dancing high into the night sky, crackling and hissing like they were alive. Wolves of all ages were gathered around, some dancing, others chatting, and the atmosphere was filled with joy and celebration. I could barely recognize the place. It felt like a scene out of a dream, nothing like the training grounds I had grown accustomed to. I glanced down at my dress, the silky material flowing around me in the gentle bre
Cara povI waved at him, flashing a nervous smile. He returned it, making my heart flutter before I quickly looked away, pretending to be focused on something else."Cara, are you even listening?" Emma’s voice pulled me back to reality."Huh? Oh, yeah, of course," I stammered, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. I prayed she hadn’t noticed how distracted I was.Emma raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "You’ve been staring at my brother, haven’t you?"“No, I haven’t! It’s not like that," I protested, a little too quickly, desperately trying to correct the assumption that I’d been sneaking glances at Alexander."Sure, you haven’t," she teased, nudging me with her elbow. "Don’t worry, though. He’s been sneaking glances at you, too."My heart skipped a beat, a strange fluttering sensation rising in my chest. Why was he staring at me?Trying to change the subject, I grabbed a cup of punch from a nearby table and took a sip. "So, where did Emily go?" I asked, hoping to steer Emm
Cara's POV I couldn't breathe. Jacob’s story kept replaying in my head, the words echoing over and over. “The Cupbearers… hunted, shunned, cursed.” Was I truly one of them? It felt like a storm was raging inside me, tearing me apart, and I needed to get away. Without thinking, I moved away from the bonfire, further into the shadows where no one could see me. The cool air hit my face, but it did little to calm the confusion swirling within me. I leaned against a tree, closing my eyes and letting out a shaky breath. Why did his story make me feel like my life was about to change? “Running away already?” A familiar voice broke through my thoughts. I opened my eyes, and there stood Alexander, his eyes full of concern. "Alexander," I muttered, not knowing what to say. I hadn’t expected him to follow me, especially not now. He took a step closer, his face softening when he saw my expression. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” he said with a slight chuckle, trying to lighten th
Cara’s povI couldn’t hide my shock. The Rogue King? I felt like I was drawn into another story within a story. I had heard that name numerous times in my former pack, the bluecreek pack, we had gossip about it and talked about the coming of the so-called Rogue king who has destroyed packs and is a merciless alpha. I had thought that it was just a made up story told to scare us the omegas and keep us in check, but seeing the serious look on Alexander's face, I know it's not just a made up story. He is real.The ‘ master’ title, caught my attention the most, as my mind went to the only person who I know is know as master, but I quickly shocked my head, there's no way Brian is the rogue wolf, I have been in his pack and I have seen how it's flourishing, the stories told about the rogue king doesn't match up with him.Everything I have known is falling apart, I couldn’t tell where the truth began and where the lies ended again. I felt that I was being pulled in multiple places as my
Brian's POVit has been a torment, staying away from my mate Cara, no matter how I had tried to push her away, now she is gone, i felt empty odd my mind, nothing worked, I have been thinking about her for as long as I can remember, it has become worse to the extent I had mistakened my secretary for Cara one time, only for my hope to be painfully extinguished.The meeting room was dimly lit, the air thick with the heavy arrogant auras of Clown that I call Elders. It was suffocating, and all I wanted was to get out of there. I shifted in my chair, my fingers tapping lazily against the table, my mind somewhere far away, focused on Cara. It’s been a week now. Seven excruciatingly long days, and every second that passed felt like fire licking at my skin.“...and we can not ignore the danger she poses!” Julius’ one of the Elders' voice, as usual, grated on my nerves. “If her bloodline continues to awaken, we’ll lose any chance of containing her power. She’s no ordinary omega; she’s a ticki
Cara's POV A few days had passed since the bonfire, and things had slowly returned to normal around the pack. Everyone was back to their usual routines, minding their own business, as if the excitement of the bonfire had faded into a distant memory. I’d been training hard with Emily and Emma, growing stronger and more confident. And, luckily for me, Alpha Alexander and I had moved past that awkwardness we once shared. We’d come to a mutual understanding, just friends, nothing more, for now!. Alexander had promised not to say anything about my supernatural strength after he found out I wasn’t a normal werewolf. His understanding was surprising. I thought he might act differently toward me, but instead, he acted like nothing had changed. It was a relief, knowing I didn’t have to hide any more secrets and gave me fewer things to worry about. But today, something felt off. I could sense it in my trembling Omega bones, a restlessness that I couldn’t quite shake off. My wolf had bee
Cara’s povs I stood in front of my small mirror, staring at my reflection for the hundredth time. Tonight was the night of the mysterious pack party, and I was waiting for Emily and Emma to arrive and take me there. I felt nervous, and my heart wouldn’t stop racing. My wolf had been restless all day, pacing and growling inside me, I was already frustrated that upon everything I had done to know the reason she was frustrated, i didn't get any results. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. The dress I wore was simple, a soft cream color that hugged my body comfortably, but I felt that dressing much wasn't necessary. What kind of guest was important enough to require such a fancy welcome? Suddenly, there was a knock on my door. I froze, my heart skipping a beat. Were the girls here already? I walked over and opened the door, expecting to see Emily and Emma. Instead, I saw Alpha Alexander standing there, holding a small bouquet of flowers. “Alexander?” I blurted out, com
Caras povHer glowing aura flickered, then faded as she fell to her knees. I caught her before she hit the ground, tears streaming down my face.“You’re going to be okay,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “You have to be okay.”“Not all strong again, hahaha. Ryder laughed, “Nothing will stop me from taking the bride”But as he took a step forward. A loud, feral roar echoed through the tunnel, shaking the very walls. It was like something I had ever heard. Ryder froze, his expression unreadable. For a moment, he hesitated, but then when I thought he would pounce. He turned and fled into the darkness.“Cara,!!” Emily called my name, making me snap out, focusing on Debby, who was now unconscious but was still bleeding from her wound.“Common, Debby, you have to heal. Please” I chanted nonstop like a mantra in my head. I held her head as I begged her to heal. I tried using my abilities, but still the same empty response. I felt a hand on my shoulder. “Cara, it's too dangerous out here. L
Cara’s POVThe air was thick with tension, my breath coming in short, shallow gasps as I faced the chaos unraveling before me. The lifeless bodies on the floor, the metallic scent of blood, and the cold, taunting gaze of Ryder filled me with dread. Emily was fighting valiantly, but Ryder’s strength was terrifying. He toyed with her as if she were a mere annoyance.I gripped the broken pipe tighter, my knuckles white from the effort. My body trembled, my fear nearly paralyzing me. My mind screamed for me to do something, anything, but I was frozen, helpless as the fight raged around me.Debby?She stood with blood dribbling from her small sharp blade. She snucked from the back of the man. Killing him instantly and catching everyone by surprise. Even Ryder had to pause to see what was going on. He seemed caught off guard, his usual smirk replaced with a look of mild surprise, and the way his eyes widened didn't escape my notice.She was garbed in a loose, simple white gown that had an e
Caras pov“Surprised to see me, you didn't think I would still be alive” Ryder laughed an evil smile.You…, how did you know about this place” I asked, wanting to know how he got here in the first place. Was he the one that killed the secret guards?. But ye laughed.“I have my way around , Cara. You are still blind and foolishly naive” he said, taking a step forward, causing me to back away cautiously. Emily was standing beside me, her sword drawn ,but she was still surveying the surroundings.“Hahaha, you didn't think that I would ever back away after I couldn’t get you the first time. Did you?” he asked, flashing an evil smile.I ignored his question. Choosing not to answer him. “How did you know about this place. You are working for the council.” I questioned him. By now, we were backed up against the wall of the hall. Ryder still stood a few meters from us, his hands behind him, like he was not in a hurry. A sinking feeling started spreading inside my stomach.“Dear cupbearer. Yo
Cara's POVThe piercing sound of the war drum echoed through the air, sending chills down my spine. All around me, the arena descended into chaos. Brian stood tall, unwavering, his piercing gaze scanning the scene with the sharpness of a predator. The once vibrant faces of the Mafian pack, the people who had gathered for what should have been a resolution to Jules’ rebellion, were now etched with fear and determination.A sudden cry rang out. That was the shout of war acceptance. Warriors and rogues in their wolf form. streamed into the clearing, their weapons glinting in the dim light. I instinctively moved closer to Brian, my heart pounding as adrenaline coursed through my veins. Garreth’s arrival with Brian’s elite warriors was supposed to have tipped the balance, but fate had other plans. Emerging from the shadows like a tidal wave, enemy forces flooded the arena, their banners bearing the mark of the Council. And another symbol I can not make out. Like a sign of three wolves inte
Cara’s POVThe pressure and immense tension that fell over the arena was so thick it could be cut with a knife. At the center of it all stood Elder Jules, his signature smug grin plastered on his face, his arrogance radiating as strongly as the midday sun. He carried himself like an untouchable monarch, reveling in his perceived invincibility.I clenched my fists, forcing myself to meet his gaze. “This isn’t your pack, Jules. It’s Brian’s.”Jules chuckled, the sound cold and sharp, slicing through the fragile silence. “Slow down, young Omega. I am a respected elder of this pack. As such, I have every right to do what I am doing.”A collective intake of breath rippled through the gathered crowd, as though his words carried an unspoken threat. The elders, revered as symbols of wisdom and justice, held an unshakable authority. Even now, despite the undercurrent of fear, no one dared challenge him.“You’re sowing seeds of doubt and chaos,” I said, my voice steady even though anger churned
Cara povI wiped the sweat from my brow and sighed, leaning against the edge of Brian's bed. The clinic was quiet except for the faint rustling of leaves outside. It had been a week since Brian fell into a coma, it was like a gloomy veil covered the whole of mafians wolf pack. the pack had sunk into a gloomy, restless state. Cases of theft and robbery were a predominant situation these days.The once-unshakable Mafian Wolf Pack felt fractured, its foundation weakened without its Alpha.My gaze lingered on Brian’s face, pale and motionless, his strong frame looking smaller and more fragile than ever. I reached out, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead. “You’re stronger than this,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “You always have been.”But no matter how many times I said those words, no matter how many sleepless nights I spent trying to heal him with the powers I had come to fear, nothing changed. Rather I would exhaust my strength and fall asleep by hisside, only to conti
Caras povDebby looked at me with pity in her eyes, but she didn't try to stop me again.I placed my trembling hands on Brian’s fur, leaning closer to his ear. “Brian, listen to me. You have to shift. I know it’s hard, but you can do this. You’ve faced worse before. Please come back,... come back to me.”The fire inside me surged, brighter and hotter than ever, as if responding to my desperate plea. My connection to him felt stronger, deeper, as though our very souls were intertwined, bound together by something neither of us could deny. I pressed my forehead gently against his fur, feeling the warmth of his battered body. “Come back to me,” I whispered again, tears streaming freely down my face.I closed my eyes, focusing on the bond between us, the bond that had always been there, even when we’d fought it, denied it, ignored it. The mating bond. I reached out, not with my hands but with my mind, calling to him through the invisible thread that tied us together.Brian. Can you hear m
Cara povThe once powerful Rogue King, the wolf who had dominated my thoughts and haunted my dreams, now lay before me, a shadow of his former self. His breaths were shallow, each one a struggle as though life was slipping through his grasp.“Brian!” I screamed, pushing through the crowd. The pack members stepped aside, their expressions a mix of fear and despair.When I reached him, I dropped to my knees, my hands trembling as I reached out to touch his bloodied fur. I felt electricity tingling from his body to mine, following my hands coming in contact with him, but I was not in the right state of mind to give it a second thought. His body was limp, his strength drained.“Brian,” I whispered, tears streaming down my face. “What happened to you?”He opened one eye weakly, and a red orb in place of eyes stared at me with a dim light. “Cara…” he rasped, his voice barely audible.The crowd murmured, going into a frenzy, but I didn’t care. My focus was entirely on him.At that moment, Ga
Cara’s POVIt’s been two days since we returned to Mafian wolf pack, and I could feel the weight of hatred in every corner of the pack. The once warm smiles and nods of acknowledgment and reverence I once received before everything were replaced by cold glares and whispered insults. People stared at me with malice in their eyes, their disdain palpable.Even Debby, who had always been a source of comfort and guidance, was keeping her distance. I had not seen her since I came back, only sending in other nurses and maids to attend to me. The betrayal cut deep, and though I had the sisters, Emily and Emma, by my side when they weren’t busy, their absence was felt too. Emily was now a commander in mafian wolf pack as well as acting as a leader for her own people, she was burdened with responsibilities that kept her occupied, while Emma was often off with Siden, like two runaway lovers, their bond growing stronger each day.I tried to focus on small tasks to keep myself distracted in the ca