CARA'S POV It’s been two days since my mate ran away. The image of his eyes filled with denial and regret still haunts my dreams, replaying over and over in my mind like a cruel loop. He stood there, frozen, his spoils from the hunt dangling in his hands as if they were the only things grounding him. Then, as if things couldn’t get any worse, he fled, rejecting our mate bond. Every time I remember the disgust in his eyes, my heart shatters all over again. The pain is relentless, like a knife being twisted deeper and deeper with each heartbeat. I heard footsteps approaching before I saw her. “My lady, it’s Debby,” came the soft voice. “Go away. I don’t want to see anyone,” I sobbed, curling further into myself. “My lady, I brought food. You haven’t eaten in two days.” She set down the tray, and the aroma of the meal wafted through the room, teasing my senses. “It’s fine, my lady. Master was just paranoid and shocked. I’m sure he’ll come around,” she said in a tone meant to c
CARA’S POVThe minutes stretched on after Debby left, leaving me alone in the cottage. My heart raced with anticipation, a mixture of fear and excitement swirling in my chest. I’d been cooped up for so long, suffocating in this small Cottage with nothing but my thoughts, bad and troubling thoughts that I didn’t want to remember. The idea of stepping outside, of seeing something beyond these dull and plain walls, was a blessing I would embrace with joy.Finally, I heard the soft crunch of footsteps on the forest floor. Debby emerged from the dense woods, her arms filled with clothes and a few bags that resembled a hunter’s box. I peered at her with a confused look, but her face was a mix of determination and calm, which somehow reassured me.“My lady,” she began as she entered the cottage, “I’ve brought what you’ll need for your disguise. We’ll have to be quick and careful. It’s important that no one recognizes you.”I nodded, eager to begin. The sheer idea of going against the so- ca
Cara's povs “Garreth” I repeated, my heart beating unsteady, “ that's…the beta of the pack?” “Yes, he is the second in command of the whole pack, and the second strongest after the Alpha, a strong rogue, even when master is not around he alone can handle the pack” she whispered to me. The air inside the bar seemed to grow thicker as Debby and I exchanged tense glances. Garreth was still seated at his table, laughing with his companions, but I couldn’t shake the feeling of eyes peering at my back. From the bosterous laugh coming from their table, you would think that he is a kind and jovial person, but behind the facade might be a dangerous predator. Debby leaned in close, her voice barely above a whisper. “Cara, we can’t stay here. Garreth isn’t someone we want to cross paths with. He is loyal to master. We need to leave now.”My heart raced at the urgency in her tone. “But how? If we just get up and walk out, he’ll see us.”Debby’s eyes darted around the room, calculating. “T
Cara's povsThe early morning light filtered through the dense canopy of trees, casting dappled shadows along the forest path as Debby and I made our way toward the pack’s main settlement.It had been five days since my mate ran away from me, and three days since my unsettling encounter with Garreth, the rumored dangerous beta. The memory of his intense gaze and his disturbing smile lingered in my mind, but I refused to let it control me. I had insisted on accompanying Debby to the pack's sick bay, partly to help her, but mostly to escape the loneliness that threatened to consume me in that isolated cottage. I refused to feel guilty for pressuring Debby, I couldn’t bear the thought of staying in that place for another day.The tension from that night still clung to us like a dark cloud, but I had made up my mind. I wasn’t going to let fear dictate my actions or any controlling freak cage me. Instead, I would prove my worth, not just to myself but to the entire pack.As we neared the
Cara’s povs “Cara, I can't follow you to the cottage tonight,” Debby said as I helped her by holding the trays filled with various herbs. I nodded. “It’s fine, Debby. I’ll find my way home,” I replied, but curiosity got the better of me. “What happened? Lately, I’ve noticed more wounded warriors coming into the infirmary.” “I’m not sure. Probably just patrol issues. But don’t worry about it, Cara. We’re safe,” she assured me. After helping Debby finish her work, I packed my bags, waved her goodbye, and set off on my journey back to the cottage. The sun was already setting, casting its golden glow over the streets. I packed my bags, my body aching from a long, exhausting day of tending to the sick, helping Debby, and playing with the children, who, strangely enough, had taken a liking to me. Despite the physical exhaustion, my heart felt lighter. I had spent the day helping people, feeling useful to the pack. Slowly but surely, I was starting to believe I belonged. The streets
Cara's POV I screamed and kicked all the way to the cottage, my throat raw from shouting, but Gareth was unfazed. When we reached the cottage, he dropped me unceremoniously onto the floor. “You will stay here, where you belong. No tricks. You’ll wait for your master to come back. That’s your job in this pack: to make him happy,” he said with finality. “Why are you doing this? You were kind to me at the bar! This isn’t you. You don’t have to serve him blindly!” I cried, my voice breaking. For a brief moment, I thought I saw a flash of pity in his eyes, but it quickly vanished. His expression hardened again. “He gave me my life. Made me who I am. Why wouldn’t I serve him blindly? Goodnight, Cara,” he said, locking the door with a click. I collapsed, weeping for my pathetic life, the memories of my parents flashing through my mind, the pictures of my parents who had been murdered in cold blood flash through my head. That fateful night had changed everything. I cried harder, clingi
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
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