Rylan’s POV “Right. But how?” Theron replied, his brow furrowing as he calculated our options in the tense atmosphere. The darkness swirling around my father was noticeable, a living entity reflecting his rage and malice. He was really under something strong. Before I could respond, the energy crackled, sending a shockwave throughout the room. Morgan shrank further into the wall, his eyes wide with terror. I could see the desperation in them, echoing my fears.“First, we need to contain him,” I said, pointing to my father. “If he’s distracted for just a moment—”“I won’t let you take him!” my father bellowed, his voice reverberating, making the air tremble. “You are all just pawns in my game, and I will not lose!”“Then let’s make sure we play a different game,” Theron muttered, shifting into position. “Grayson, Prince Alex, take Ryder away from here, but don’t let him out of your sight. We need to question him later.” Theron snarled as Ryder was pulled away with Prince Alex and Gra
Eliza’s POV Morgan? The mere mention of that name sent a chill coursing through my veins. He was a dark shadow in my life, a malignancy that threatened both me and my father. What had he done now? “Father, Eliza. You’re awake. I’m here now.” My brother appeared looking relieved at the sight of me and father together. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tightly I thought I was going to pass out. “I’m ok.” I assured him but I didn’t understand why I couldn’t remember certain things. “What has happened?” I gripped my father's arm, uncertainty knotting in my stomach as I glanced at my brother, seeking reassurance in his gaze. But his expression was grave, weighed down by a burden I couldn’t yet comprehend. “Princess Eliza, please try to stay calm,” Doctor Henson urged gently, his voice steady but tinged with worry. “You’re not as strong without your wolf to heal you. You fainted and your memories are going to come and go. You need some rest to see how you will f
Rylan’s POV “Rylan, let me go!” he shouted, desperation and fury colliding in his voice. “You don’t know what you’re doing! Do you think you’re saving your pack? You’re only dooming them!”“Enough!” I roared, the wolf inside clawing for release as I pushed back against his energy. “I will not allow you to hurt anyone else! You’re the one who’s a danger to this family!”With one last push, we wrestled him out into the open air, the storm raging around us. The rain poured like a cleansing wave, the cold biting against my skin. We had him now, but his darkness clung to us like a suffocating mist.“Do you think this is over?” my father hissed, laughter mingling with the rain. “You are merely children playing at a game you do not understand. I will return stronger, and you will regret this day!”“Talk all you want,” Theron snapped, holding my father in an unyielding grip. “We’re the ones in control now.”Galloping thunder rumbled above us, and for a moment, I felt the ground shift beneath
Morgan’s POVI had watched my ambitions slip through my fingers like grains of sand, all because of their foolishness. Rylan and his brothers but instead chose to align themselves with someone I deemed no good, beneath us: Eliza, an orphan with no idea of her potential. We had taken her in and given her a home and food. She was ungrateful and deserved nothing. The chains rattled as I shifted, reminding me of my confinement. I had underestimated their loyalty, convinced they would see reason. But their hearts were clouded by emotions—the very thing that had always been my Achilles' heel. I had no room for that weakness. It was a luxury I could not afford. I had climbed up from nothing, clawing and biting through every obstacle, only to be prevented by my flesh and blood."I will not be defeated," I hissed into the shadows of my prison. The dungeon was cold and damp, just as bleak as my outlook. I envisioned my sons laughing with Eliza and celebrating their bond like a twisted family r
Eliza’s POV “I need to see them, Alex.” My fingers tightened around my brother's arm, desperation spilling into my voice as I bore down on him with a fierce urgency. A storm of uncertainty and longing brewed inside me; I couldn’t quite grasp what it all meant, but one thing was clear—I had to do this. “I know I want to see them. Nothing else will change it. I need to.” I demanded, and Alex hesitated, concern etched across his features. His hand found its way to my hair, brushing back a loose strand as if trying to ground me. “Princess Eliza, I would move mountains for you and always protect you. You know that, right?” His warm smile wrapped around me like a comforting blanket, but it couldn’t quell the fire igniting within. “Yes, my brother, I know that and appreciate it.” I understood his intentions were noble; he was my big brother. But this was more than madness—an undeniable calling that demanded my attention. “Bernard, please go and fetch the quadruplets.” A heavy sil
Theron's POV I had to get rid of Morgan once and for all; he had caused too many problems and inflicted far too much pain on those that I cared about. I found it unbelievable how anyone could be so greedy and cruel to do the things that he had. Lara may be the mother of his quadruplets, and what she had done in the beginning, not declaring Eliza, was nothing compared to what Morgan had done. Lara was my mate and the love of my life. I had promised her the world, and I would keep that promise. I wanted Morgan out of the way, ultimately. How could my mate and the children live peacefully if he was still lurking around? He may be locked away, but that didn't change the fact that he was still breathing. He was toxic and foolish. I knew that I could quickly go and slit his throat and end his life; it took a lot of strength for me not to do so. But in the end, he was the loser. I had my son and my mate back in my life. He, on the other hand, had lost his children and his entire pack
Eliza’s POV My wolf was back and in front of me stood my four mates, Rylan, Rio, Enzo and Ed. I felt a wash of excitement run over my body as I gripped the edge of the bed and looked at each other in turn. Jasmine was howling happily in my mind and it was a beautiful sound that I had missed so much. Only a few moments ago I was kissing Rylan and my lips still tingled from that touch. Now here I was with all four of my mates together.“Princess, we are at your service.” The other three bowed to me and I couldn’t help but burst out laughing. “How is it that I have four mates?” I was in disbelief. “Fate has a peculiar sense of humor,” Rylan said, a playful smirk dancing on his lips. His deep voice resonated with warmth, and I felt my heart flutter as he straightened up, his gaze locked onto mine. “Just think of us as your very own royal guard,” Ed chimed in, his eyes glimmering with mischief. He stepped forward, theatrically placing one hand over his heart, “At your command, Princess
Chapter One: Just An Omega “Oh, look who it is... Eliza, did you forget to bathe again? I think we can all smell you before we see you, and that’s without the help of our super-strong wolf senses.” Daniella held her nose dramatically and giggled loudly as she closed her locker door and grinned at the crowd, who burst into bouts of laughter. I ignored them, and they always tried to find reasons to tease me. Today wasn’t any better. I was used to it. I should probably explain a bit. My name is Eliza. I am seventeen years of age, and I attend Flintons High School. I am in my last year before college, and I really cannot wait to get out of this hell hole. I will be eighteen soon, and I plan to move as far away as possible. My parents abandoned me as a baby for whatever reason, and trust me when I say I’ve heard all the possible scenarios of what happened. You see, my fellow members of Creek Pack love nothing more than to tell stories