Eliza’s POV“Mate is here.” Jasmine kept screaming in my mind, but I couldn't look at them. I hated that they were staring at me. I could feel their eyes on me. Ryder was dancing with me and seemed so happy, and I wished he could have been my mate instead of these four jokers. I mean, come on, moon goddess, what was she thinking? “I know. I don't want them as our mates, Jasmine.” I told my Wolf and allowed Ryder to draw me closer to him. Jasmine whimpered, and I knew she felt a pull towards them, but I couldn't let myself run over to them and be ok with the fact that they had treated me so badly and never accepted me as someone with feelings. They and their stupid pack should have stayed in my past. I would reject them if they even tried to come near me. I was certain of the fact that my father would not allow anyone to come that close to me if I made it clear that I didn't want them within an inch of me. I swallowed hard and then took a deep breath. The quadruplets were here, so t
Rylan’s POV She rejected us. I couldn't believe it. Eliza had rejected the four of us. “We haven't been the greatest to her, though, have we?” Enzo reminded us, and we knew that he was right. Of course, we couldn't change what had happened, but our wolf would be weaker without Eliza and her rejection. “Now we can go back to Creek, and you will officially be taking Daniella as your mate and future Luna.” our father boomed as he followed us down the hall from the King's study. I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists. My father was a fool to think we would take that manipulative bitch as our mate. She had always made Eliza feel bad and worse than any of us. We were all guilty, but Daniella more so. She thought that the world revolved around her, that she was more worthy than anyone else. “I need some time to process this.” Ed wiped his face as our mother attempted to console him. “Process what exactly? The omega weeded her way to the King's Palace and pretended to be hi
Eliza's POV "He will answer for his crimes, and his Luna will too. They will be wiped off their alpha and Luna status immediately." My father threw out his demands as Alpha Morgan was dragged away; I looked to my brother, who reached for my hand and gave me a reassuring smile. I couldn't look at Mabel's lifeless body strewn across the floor in front of us. Alex went to check for a pulse and put her in the recovery position. My father grunted and walked out of the room. I watched him go, wondering if killing the old woman was the right thing to do. He was understandably angry about what happened to me, but I was shocked. I couldn't make sense of any of it. Alpha and Luna would lose their titles, meaning the quadruplets would have to take Daniella as their mate and Luna. Creek could not go without a leader, so why should I care anyway? "She is dead," Alex confirmed and clicked his fingers, causing the guards to scoop her body up and take her away. I couldn't even cry. I was numb.
Daniella’s POV I had been waiting hours for Alpha Morgan, Luna Lara and the quadruplets to return, but there was still no sign of them the following day after the King's ball was over. I couldn't wait to see them and start discussing my upcoming ceremony to be taken as their chosen mate. Tricia kept assuring me that everything would be ok and I shouldn't worry. My parents had no idea what was happening either. Nobody had any answers. My parents and most of the pack were out on the training grounds. I was tired of waiting and I decided to go and find Grayson, since he would know something at least. Knocking on the door of Alpha Morgan's study, I pushed it open and saw Grayson engrossed in whatever paperwork he was busy looking at. “Grayson, can I have a word with you, please? I'm worried about your parents and your brothers. Where are they?” I sat in front of him and waited for him to answer me. Grayson looked up and sneered at the sight of me. I thought how rude and arrogant he
Eliza’s POV I felt a chill run down my spine as I stood in my bedroom, staring at the solid oak door that now seemed a barrier between me and the rest of the world. My father's words echoed: "It's for your good." But what was his good? Why did he suddenly act like a crazy paranoid nutcase? I looked around the room, trying to distract myself from the unease growing inside me. The familiar objects that once comforted me now seemed dull and lifeless. The books on my shelf, the flower-patterned curtains, even the soft bed that had cradled me through nights - everything seemed to be suffocating me. I paced back and forth, my mind racing with questions. What had I done to deserve this? Was it because I had rejected those brothers? Had I somehow disrespected him in some way? I recalled our last conversation, trying to remember any words or actions that might have triggered this reaction. But nothing seemed to make sense. My father had been strict but never cruel in the short time
Eliza's POV Alpha Theron? I didn't know whether to smile or cry at the sight of him. He bowed and kissed my hand. I was in shock because I had not been expecting to see him. "Theron, what brings you here?" I finally opened my mouth and uttered some words. He glanced at my brother and back at me, a glint of happiness in his eyes. "Princess, I wanted to offer you my congratulations on rejecting the wretched Alpha brothers. I came late to the ball last night and stayed in the guest suite. I heard all about what had been happening and wanted to make sure that you were okay before I returned to my own pack. I took a deep breath, trying to process the sudden turn of events. "Thank you, Theron," I said, calm and composed. "I...I didn't expect to see you here." He smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I know. I apologize if I startled you. But, like I said, I wanted to ensure you were okay. I did not get a chance to see you at the ball." I felt a flush rise to my chee
Rylan's POV I felt relief as the servant's words hung in the air. "You are all free to leave," he said, his tone neutral. "The King has decided to give you a second chance. It was your parents' mistake, not yours, after all." He turned on his heel and exited the room, leaving us to our devices. I was already on my feet, eager to get out of the cold room and back into the bright sunlight. "I'm out of here," Rio said, his voice dripping with disdain. "If our parents have done wrong, that's on them. We didn't ask for this." Enzo nodded in agreement, his eyes flashing with anger. "We didn't deserve to be punished for their mistakes." Edward, however, looked hesitant, his brow furrowed in concern. "But we cannot just leave them; they are our parents regardless." Rio and Enzo looked at Edward as if he were insane. They turned and left the door before another word could be said. Edward turned his focus to me. "What about you, Rylan? Are you going to walk away from o
Alpha Morgan's POV I sat on the cold, damp cell floor, feeling rather sorry since I had been thrown inside here like a criminal. The King was out of his mind. What was he planning to do with me? I had no idea, but the fact that I was chained and forced to eat bread and drink water made me feel sick; I thought about my boys and how they might be feeling right now. I was an alpha, their father, and a role model for my entire pack. How could that be taken away from me so quickly? My poor Luna would be beside herself with worry, no doubt. I could not believe this was happening to me. If my sons had kept their stupid mouths shut and accepted Daniella as their mate, then none of this would have happened, but Rylan just had to keep pushing. I thought back to when we first found Eliza in the woods and took her home. She was a tiny, helpless newborn. My Luna and I had decided not to declare it at first and thought nothing more of it; she was taken care of within our pack, and that
Rylan's POV "Hey, bro. Where is Eliza?"Rio appeared at my side, and I felt annoyed that he had interrupted me. I wanted to have a moment with Eliza alone. "She will be back in a minute." I hissed at my brother, who blinked in confusion. "But where did she go? You shouldn't have let her disappear; anything could happen." Rio continued to say. I rolled my eyes and grabbed him by the scruff of the neck. “Look here, I said she was fine and she will be back in a minute. What do you want her for anyway? You were dead set against her at first.” I grunted. "Back off, Rylan. Her father is asking for her and Bernard is coming to get her." Rio snarled, lashing out and scratching the side of my face. Enzo and Ed rushed over, pulling the two of us apart. "Boys, what are you doing?" our mother shouted as she and Theron strode towards us. Their disappointment made my anger boil even more. "I was just—" I started to explain, but the words caught in my throat when I saw the fury in her e
Eliza’s POV As the words hung in the air, a bittersweet weight settled in my chest. I cast a lingering glance at the familiar surroundings, memories flooding my mind—yet the thought of leaving it behind was surreal and painful. “Let’s go, then,” I said, straightening my posture as determination seeped into my bones. “But I need you to promise me something.” I fixed both Yelda and Dorian with a fierce look, channeling my anxiety into a fierce resolve. “Promise me you’ll do everything in your power to protect them while I’m away. I need to know they’re safe.” Yelda stepped forward, her expression earnest. “I swear on the ancient bonds of the coven that we will keep watch over your loved ones. They will not face any threat alone.” “And if anything happens—if they’re ever in danger—” I added, my voice trembling slightly, “promise me you’ll bring me back. I won’t let anything happen to them, not while I can still fight.” Dorian’s eyes shone with sincerity, his voice steady an
Eliza’s POV “Wait, who’s coming?” I pressed, my voice filled with urgency as Dorian stepped closer, his expression tense. Yelda looked to me, but something about her demeanor felt different—shrouded in gravity as if she carried burdens deeper than I ever knew. “Yelda, what is this?” I exclaimed, a wave of anxiety flooding my chest. The air felt thick with unspoken words, and I clung to the hope that they both recognized the chaos looming at our doorstep. “It's time for you to return to the coven, Eliza. It’s no longer safe here,” Yelda answered, her tone leaving no room for argument. “But what about my family? What about Rylan and my quadruplet mates? They need me here!” I protested, my heart racing as I thought of my family’s faces and the bonds we shared. “It’s not safe,” Yelda insisted, her gaze piercing into mine, an unyielding shield against my desperation. “I’m telling you this for your own good. Something dark is on the rise, and staying here only endangers you a
Eliza’s pov As Rylan pulled me closer, enveloping me in his warmth, the laughter of our friends faded into a blissful white noise. His fingers brushed against my arm, sending sparks of electricity racing through my veins. In that moment, all seemed right with the world, and I allowed myself to lean into his embrace. Just as I began to lose myself entirely in his touch, a light flickered in the corner of my eye. It was brief, almost imperceptible, but it pulled me toward the shadows at the periphery of the gathering. My instincts flared, and I instinctively turned away from Rylan, curiosity tugging at my heart. “Hold that thought,” I whispered, stepping back. Rylan's brow furrowed, a mixture of confusion and concern evident on his face, but I was already moving toward the gathering of trees that bordered the clearing. “I will be back, just give me a moment.” “Where are you going?” he called after me, but I didn’t stop to answer. My pulse raced as I navigated the dimming garde
Eliza’s POV I froze at Theron's words, the weight of his warning hanging in the air like an ominous cloud. His tone was calm, but the intent behind his words sent a shiver down my spine. "What do you mean?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. He took a step closer, lowering his voice further, as if the very walls could hear us. "I know you have faith in Yelda, and she has helped us—but we must remember what she is. Witches have their own agendas, and trust can be a fragile thing. We don’t know her story, her past. She could still be playing us." “The stakes are too high,” Theron continued, his eyes searching mine for understanding. “Morgan was dangerous, and if there are others like him out there, we can’t afford to let our guard down. What if Yelda isn’t as loyal as you think?” His words echoed in my mind, awakening doubts I had barely allowed myself to consider. Yelda had always seemed genuine, her wisdom guiding us when we needed it most. But what if Theron was right
Eliza’s POV “He’s dead?” I gasped looking at Morgan slumped on the ground, his body lifeless. The expression on my father’s face was a mixture of anxiety and relief. He enveloped me into his arms and lifted me up. “Thank the stars that you are safe and ok. I was so worried.” He exclaimed, his voice was muffled against my shoulder and I clung to him. My brother stood slightly behind us and his wide eyes taking in the scene. “What happened Eliza? We saw the storm and we knew it wasn’t just a normal storm.” His eyes snapped towards Yelda. I let go of my father and wiped my eyes from my cheeks, forcing a smile. “Father, Brother, I am fine. We have dealt with Morgan. He won’t be a problem for us now.” I said. Rylan slipped an arm around my waist and smiled at me. “Yes, Princess Eliza was amazing. Morgan deserved everything that he got. You’re way more special than you know.” Rylan words struck a nerve and I felt my face burn red. “You really kicked his butt.” Ed chim
Eliza’s POV The ground trembled beneath us, but I stood firm, heart pounding like a drum in my chest. I felt the surge of magic rising from the earth, a vibrant energy threading through my fingers as I held onto Rylan, Enzo, and Ed. Their solidarity anchored me, a reminder that I wasn’t alone in this fight. Together, we could face this darkness. “Keep your focus!” Yelda urged, her voice slicing through the chaos, guiding us like a beacon in the storm. “Channel that energy. Let it flow through you!” As thunder roared overhead, I summoned that energy, feeling it swirl around us. It coursed through my veins, igniting remnants of old fears that threatened to creep in. I pictured Morgan’s face fading away, his influence unraveling like a fraying thread. I could do this; we could do this. With every heartbeat, our collective determination wove tighter. I could feel the bond we were forming—a new connection that rooted itself deeper than any past ties. I closed my eyes, envisionin
Eliza’s POV Feeling the weight of Yelda’s words settle over me like a suffocating blanket, I frowned and tried to understand it. “What will this binding ceremony involve?” I spurted out. “It will require a sacrifice, Princess Eliza,” Yelda said bluntly, causing me to gasp and cover my mouth with my hand. Rylan reached for me as if to reassure me that I wasn’t alone and that nothing bad would happen to me. “What kind of sacrifice are we talking about here?” Enzo demanded to know. “Not a sacrifice of life, my dears, but a commitment to end any bond that may still connect you to Morgan. No matter how small it may be. It needs to be rid of for this to work.” Yelda explained, and I felt my wolf pace anxiously. Rylan stood beside me, his jaw clenched; his brothers mirrored him. “Then let’s do what we need to to get rid of him. He’s not a father to us anymore, so it’s no loss but a gain. It will ensure that everyone will be safe and happy.” “Exactly.” Rio, Enzo and Ed shouted in
Theron's POV I had to do something and fast. I could not stand around and let anything else happen to those I cared about. I was leaving the room and heading straight to the cells where Morgan was being held. The storm outside was not just any storm; it was one of severe darkness that Morgan needed to face. I kept my wits about me and told myself that I would not let my anger get the better of me where my enemy was concerned. He needed to think I would help him if he helped us first. As I stood before his cell, the weight of my decision pressed heavily on my mind. I took a second to steady myself and my breathing. He had so much to answer for, but I had to keep my cool for the sake of myself and everyone else. The rumble of the thunder echoing outside as it got closer to the palace urged me inside the door. "Theron? Wow. To what do I owe the joy of a visit from yourself?" He looked up as soon as I entered the room. Clenching my fists and trying to ground myself against the ti