Emily’s POVI stared down at the old dusty map of the Great Woods, tracing the faded lines with my finger. It had been over two weeks since we left our former pack, we had travelled and wandered through the great forest, and finally, we came here, hiding, barely surviving. It was a kind of a clearing that stretched for miles. I had thought it best to make our temporary tent and refill our stock before continuing our journey. The forest was unforgiving, dense, and full of shadows that seemed to close in around us each night. Which made the clearing safer for us.If it hadn’t been for the betrayal, maybe things wouldn’t have spiralled this way. I felt a surge of anger bubble through my chest as I thought about Jacob, the one person I never suspected would betray us. He was a respected man and very friendly with everyone.Jacob, our pack’s storyteller, the one who tells us our history, our myths, and the strength of our pack’s loyalty. He always organes the pack bonfire, but no one had s
Cara’s POVAlice and I walked through the Mafian wolf pack, and I couldn’t help but smile at her reaction. Her eyes were wide with admiration and surprise as she took in everything around us. The pack was hidden away, almost seamlessly blending with the natural world around it. No matter how many times I saw it, it always left me a bit amazed. There was something so peaceful about it, yet it held a powerful energy, like it was in harmony with every tree, every rock, every inch of the forest.“Beautiful, right?” I grinned at Alice, who still wore a dumbstruck look.“It’s… I can’t believe something like this exists,” she said, her voice a mix of awe and disbelief. “The rogues have this kind of place?”I chuckled and waved her concerns away. “There’s a lot you don’t know, Alice. Life in the rogue pack isn’t what you might think. Look around, yes, they’re rogues, but they live together, in peace, in harmony. The outside world has its own view, but there’s so much more they don’t understan
Cara’s POVStepping into the grand hall for the party, I felt a wave of emotions. surprise, nervousness, and something I couldn’t quite name. A wave of nostalgia hit me, I cringed at the thought of my first ever party. That was the party where I was supposed to be sold as a slave. Back in my old pack, that party was an auction meant to sell me as a slave. This, though, was something else entirely. It was a different ball game altogether.The hall was transformed beyond recognition. It used to be a cold, imposing place where the elders held court, judging anyone who dared defy them. Remembering the thought of standing over the platform enduring the pressure from a hundred years old werewolf elder, I almost turned my back to go home.“Omg. This place is so beautiful” Alice voice came from behind. She was wearing one of my dresses Debby had gotten for me when I came to the pack. With the help of Debby, her scent has been masked. Debby had given her the cream to make her smell like a rog
Cara’s POV Mark was wearing jeans topped with a shirt to match.not like I had ever seen him again since when he left me for good in a new strange place. He smiled, though there was something serious in his gaze that I couldn’t quite place. “Yeah, I’ve been… around. I'm just busy with some things.” He hesitated, as if he wanted to say more but wasn’t sure how. I leaned against the wall, crossing my arms. “You’ve been missing a lot. This place has changed so much.” Mark nodded, glancing back toward the hall. “It really has. It feels…okay” hrs Saif awkwardly, shifting from feet to feet. “So you were so busy as to forget about me in the Den, I almost got hurt, Mark, because you ran, was I some game for fun or a bet you made with your fellow guys to fool me” I poured out my mind, I was not really buying the am busy crap. “Mark?” I repeated my questions, “Where have you been? You disappeared without a trace. Was it just a joke.” A strange expression crossed his face, almost lik
Cara’s pov The music filled the room, and I found myself gliding across the dance floor with Garreth, of all people. I never would’ve thought Garreth had this side to him, a softer, almost gentle side. Usually, he was all business, brooding, and a petty person who does everything in his power to win. Let's not forget to follow Brian’s orders like a loyal guard dog. But now, he held me lightly, guiding me with surprising grace. There was silence throughout the dance, making the atmosphere slightly awkward. “I think we should get things straight. Your lesser eyes are about to shoot a hole through my head” he said, breaking the silence. “Okay” I answered, still not willing to talk first. “see am sorry for the events that happened with your benefactor. It was a misunderstanding” “You don't cause misunderstanding by cutting off a person's arm” I retorted, “Hey tigress, calm down, everything was solved, you go back to your love, and the hermits get to live their life, case close”.
Caras povAlan, the pack’s ever-friendly nurse, appeared beside me with a shy grin. "Would you honor me with this dance?" he asked, offering his hand.I'd lost count of how many dances I’d had tonight, moving from one eager partner to another, mostly unmated young wolves looking for some connection, but it all ended up with the dance nothing more. My relationship with Brian was still considered a secret, and I couldn't find it in me to judge whether it's a good thing or a bad thing. Still, as I glanced at Alice, completely knocked out and slouched in her chair, I thought, “Why not?” I could use one more fun dance before the night ended.The music began to swell again, and as we moved, I found myself sinking into the rhythm, trying to ignore the intense gaze I felt coming from across the room. I didn't need to look to know it was Brian; he’d been brooding in the corner for the better part of the night ever since he entered, calling Garreth off, and now they can't seem to finish their i
Cara’s POV The whole party came to a stop, and to my surprise, all the Rogue male wolves were staring at us or specifically at me, with deep red disturbing gaze. The fire brewing in my navel was increasing in intensity, I couldn’t breathe properly nor talk or think clearly, I felt weak in my limbs. I tried to push through, but every step felt heavier, like I was wading through thick fog, and my head was spinning. I could feel Brian’s arms tighten around me, keeping me steady, but even that grounding presence wasn’t enough to calm the fire raging inside me. “Something is wrong with me,” I managed to say to Brian, fighting the urge of jumping any available male near the vicinity. “What is happening to you?” he asked worriedly. “I…I don't know, my, I can't explain it. But i am suddenly feeling hot” I answered honestly, not knowing how to explain what was happening to me. “Cara calm down, we have to take you out of here” he said, his voice on edge, but he tried to stay calm.
Brian's POV“What in God’s name is this madness!!” I roared, my voice cutting through the frenzied chaos of the hall.The pack had lost control, acting like wild animals, their instincts overtaking their sanity. The scent was impossible to ignore, a tantalizing, sweet aroma that clung to the air and turned the hall into a den of temptation. At first, I thought it was just me that maybe the fire within me was burning hotter because Cara was close, and my wolve was losing it. She was looking radiant and innocent in that white dress that made her seem otherworldly. But seeing every unmated male wolf’s eyes fixated on her, hungry and full of raw desire, was a different thing entirely. I saw red.But the fury thankfully distracted me from the pleasing temptation that was Cara, at least i could think straight. it coursed through my veins, steadying my mind. Anger was my anchor now, burning through the fog in my brain. I locked onto one thought, to protect her. Cara had a confused expressio
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