Caras PovsThe man froze, his head whipping around to glare at me. The laughing crowd all quieted down as if a ghost passed through the room, the crowd who had been enjoying the scene fell silent, the only sound left was from the man himself, who was still laughing as if his brain had left his head. The girl took the opportunity to pull away and run, leaving me standing there, alone, with every pair of eyes in the room now locked on me.After realising himself, He straightened up, his expression turning cold and dangerous. He took a step toward me, his lip curling in a sneer. “You’ve got a lot of nerve, girl.”I glanced around, realising I had just drawn a lot of attention to myself. I wasn’t sure how I was going to get out of this, but I wasn’t about to back down now.“Who do you think you are, coming in here and telling me what to do?” he sneered, his big tummy bouncing along with him. taking a step closer. “You think you can just walk in and play hero?”“I’m not playing anything,
Caras Povs The man froze, his head whipping around to glare at me. The laughing crowd all quieted down as if a ghost passed through the room, the crowd who had been enjoying the scene fell silent, the only sound left was from the man himself, who was still laughing as if his brain had left his head. The girl took the opportunity to pull away and run, leaving me standing there, alone, with every pair of eyes in the room now locked on me. After realising himself, He straightened up, his expression turning cold and dangerous. He took a step toward me, his lip curling in a sneer. “You’ve got a lot of nerve, girl.” I glanced around, realising I had just drawn a lot of attention to myself. I wasn’t sure how I was going to get out of this, but I wasn’t about to back down now. “Who do you think you are, coming in here and telling me what to do?” he sneered, his big tummy bouncing along with him. taking a step closer. “You think you can just walk in and play hero?” “I’m not playing any
Caras pov The sound of my footsteps echoed throughout the quiet night. I have been running for what seemed like forever to me, but it won't have passed an hour. Yeah, I had slipped past the bad guys in the Den using Garreth teachings and training. I have escaped them. I sighed with relief. The mention of the name of the place almost made me puke at a corner. That place was an infested place, the proper name a slave market. I couldn’t imagine something like this could exist, and no one is talking about it, turning a blind eye as if it's normal. I looked around my surroundings, but now the moon was already half gone, signifying it's late in the night. I staggered like a drunkard. I struggled to get my bearings, but it was like everywhere was doubling in my eyes. I walked aimlessly and with nowhere to go, everywhere was devoid of people to ask for help. mafian wolf pack was a very big undeveloped pack, which means a lot of back alleys and hidden spots here and there. I was off
Cara's pov “How could you let her be in danger!!” The sound of voices like two people arguing filled the room. “I left her to pack up after training…” I recognised the voice of Garreth, but he was cutted short by the hard accusatory voice of Brian. “You were giving just a simple assignment, and you couldn't do it.” Brian retorted back at Garreth, My mind was still grungy from the influence of alcohol. I remembered that I was led by a young trainee I met in the training ground to this mysterious place, where I had poked my nose where it shouldn't, my last memory being when Garreth stepped in to save me. From the looks of it, he had brought me back to the cabin, and brian is angry that his property was in bad shape. Sadly, that's what I was to him. I tried to lift myself, but a sharp pain told me that was a wrong idea, I screamed in pain, and the loud fighting happening outside the cabin came to a halt immediately. I was surprised to see Garreth with a swollen eye and som
Caras pov After the “Den” saga, where I was almost caught by the hoodlums. I had dedicated my time and everything to listen to Debby and train under her. After she accepted to teach me everything she knew about the cupbearers. Yes, I have accepted Debby being a cupbearer, and I guess I understand her reasons for not telling me. Surprisingly, I have not seen nor heard from Mark. It was a little weird that he mysteriously disappeared after that night. I didn’t blame him, though, for whatever that happened. It was my fault for taking the “Dens” booze, thinking that I could handle it. “Cara are you concentrating?”, Debby’s voice reached my ears, causing me to wince in pain. Ever since the incident that Debby termed as me shedding my omega skin to transition into an alpha, I have been having this overwhelming sensation at times, where it was like I was hearing too much all at once. And at times, I mistakenly broke a vase with my strength. I have been under training secretly
Caras pov “What!...What do you say!!” I shouted over the chaos happening in the room But Debby had already disappeared down the hallway into the emergency room, I stood there rooted and transfixed, loss of words at what I was seeing. It was a lot. People being brought in and lots of wounded people, I nodded to be sure. Suddenly, the door flew open with a loud bang. A cold wind rushed in, carrying the smell of blood with it. My heart skipped a beat as more pack warriors stumbled inside, groaning, clutching their wounds. I saw one of the nurses I knew. "What happened?" I whispered to her She didn’t answer right away. Her face was pale, but she moved quickly, already directing the nurses to get more cots and supplies. "The pack’s under attack," she muttered as she bent down to help one of the injured wolves. “By who?” "Rogues, the Feral ones." “Feral rogues?” My chest tightened. Familiar memory of my last encounter in Silverware pack with wild rogues filled my head. Emma
Cara pov What?” I gasped, feeling the world spin around me. “A Cupbearer? But that’s impossible. There are no rogue Cupbearers. Our kind heals, we don’t harm.” Debby’s face was grim as she shook her head. "That’s what we believe its true. But who says an Omega can be a pureblood. Or that you of all will be a pureblood cupbearer.” “But that's…different, I still try to cling to the rational thoughts, scared of having my worldviews scattered again.” “Look cara,” debby showed me the wound and from the mouth of the wound was ozing a dark light. these marks… they’re from one of us. If there’s a rogue Cupbearer out there, it changes a lot of things,....its means that they know. And our life is in danger Cara.” She said with a serious expression. A chill ran through me. A rogue Cupbearer? Could it be true? But there was no time to think about it. The general was fading fast, and I knew that if I didn’t act now, he would die. “ we need to do something!, atleast to stabilise him, he
Cara's pov The cold air of the night nipped at my skin as Brian carried me through the woods like a child, my body bouncing slightly with each step he took. His arms were strong and unyielding, like I weighed nothing to him. But to me, every second was an eternity of humiliation. I had no strength left to struggle, not after the day I’d had. Instead, I fumed in silence, boiling with anger and frustration. When we finally reached the cabin, Brian kicked open the door and stepped inside, his jaw clenched as he set me down. My feet barely touched the ground before I exploded my anger on him. “What the hell is wrong with you?!” I yelled, pushing at his chest. “Why do you keep doing this? Embarrassing me in front of everyone! Dragging me around like some... some damsel in distress! I don’t need your protection, Brian! I don’t need you!” My voice cracked as I glared at him, my heart pounding not just from the anger but from the confusion and hurt that seemed to follow him everywhere.
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