Eliza's POV My brother shook his head and shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know what to think; let's go find Father and talk to him." He suggested, and I hesitated. What if he shoved me into my bedroom again and punished Alex for letting me out? Alex sensed my concerns and placed a hand on my shoulder. "It will be ok, little sister. I promise. I am here with you now, and I won't let anything or anyone hurt you. Father is just afraid that he will lose you again. He has been much happier since you came back into our lives. I know that better than anyone else around here." Alex reassured me, and I couldn't help but smile despite the worries that clouded my mind. As I stood there, my mind racing with the uncertainty of what lay ahead, I felt Alex's reassuring hand on my shoulder. His words were like a warm blanket wrapping around me, calming my fears and doubts. I looked up at him, my eyes searching for any sign of deception, but all I saw was genuine concern and kindness. My b
Daniella’s POV “You are going to be my chosen mate. I will be alpha tomorrow, and you will be my Luna and produce me an heir,” he smirked confidently. “You will obey my every order, and you will be a good girl.” I stood before Grayson, my heart racing with fear and anger. I couldn't believe what he was saying. "You can't be serious," I spat out, trying to keep my voice steady. “I belong to your brothers, not you.” Grayson's smile grew wider, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "Oh, but I am very serious," he said, his voice dripping with arrogance. "You, Daniella, are going to be my mate. Not theirs. They never wanted you anyway. I know all about your failed trick to seduce them with magic.” I felt like I had been punched in the gut. "No," I said, shaking my head. "No way. I will never mate with you. You make me sick.” Grayson chuckled, his laughter sending a shiver down my spine. "Ah, but you will," he said, his voice dripping confidently. "You see, I've taken care of the others.
Grayson’s POV “What nonsense are you spouting?” I growled in disgust at the arch-enemy of my pack. I had grown up knowing that my parents hated him. He was horrible, greedy and selfish. Yet here he was, talking such rubbish. “You. You are my son. My child.” he did not take his eyes off me, and I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. Alpha Theron, my father? It couldn't be true. I'd always known that my mother had kept secrets from me, but this... this was a whole new level of betrayal. "Why?" I spat, my voice trembling with rage. "Why did you keep this from me? Why did you lie to me? What about my mother? Who is she?” Alpha Theron's expression was calm, but his eyes flashed with a hint of anger. "I didn't lie to you, Grayson. You're my son, and I'm proud of you. But you're not ready to know the truth. Your mother is your mother. You are still brothers to these quadruplets, but you have a different father, and that is me. Like I said, you are not ready for the truth ye
Eliza’s POV “Father? What is this all about?” I turned to my father and asked. What was he trying to gain from having me face Alpha Morgan and be told that Grayson wasn't his son? “Ask him who Grayson’s father is and why he doesn't believe in fated mates. Ask him why he didn't want his sons to have you as their Luna and mate.” I felt a surge of anger and betrayal as I listened to my father's words. How could he be so cruel and manipulative? Why was he forcing me to confront Alpha Morgan, of all people, about something so personal and painful? I took a deep breath and tried to calm down, focusing on the task at hand. I had to get to the bottom of this and find out what my father was hiding. "Alpha Morgan," I said, trying to steady my voice. "I've been told that you don't believe in fated mates. Can you explain why?" Alpha Morgan's expression turned cold and distant. "I believe in loyalty and power," he said. "Fated mates are just a myth, a way for the weak-willed to cl
Rylan’s POV I watched in disgust as Grayson was dragged away, kicking and screaming. He had turned into a lunatic. Daniella stood trembling with fear, and I felt sympathetic to her ordeal. My brother acted stupidly and let his greed get the better of him. He could never be a good leader with that attitude. “He said I was to mate with him.” Daniella shuddered at the thought as Rio attempted to comfort her. “Well, he's gone now, and he won't be a problem. Theron will deal with that arse of a loser.” Enzo growled, and I nodded my head in agreement. “I'm ashamed to call him our brother.” Ed sighed. “I'm sorry he put you through that, but he won't return.” I clenched my jaw, feeling mixed emotions: anger towards Grayson for putting Daniella through that, sympathy for her trauma, and relief that the situation was finally under control. I glanced around at my brothers, who looked at me with a similar sense of unease.“Rylan, what happens now? If alpha Morgan isn't coming back, then who
Theron’s POV I pushed my son to the floor and opened the car door. “Get in now,” I ordered him through clenched teeth. He did as he was told, and I locked the door after him. He would be stupid to fight me again. I was stronger than him, and I couldn’t believe how silly he had been to try and take over Creek. His quadruplet brothers were next in line for that, and he would never have stood a chance against their wolf, Enigma. The fact that he now knew I was his father made me feel a lot of relief and a huge weight taken off my shoulders. Lara was my fated mate, and she chose Morgan over me, which killed me. I hated him for taking her from me. When she fell pregnant the day we met in the forest, I was glad because it meant we would be together. I could have quickly taken down Creek, but I didn’t because I loved Lara, and she begged me many times to stay away. I respected that, but now things had changed. Morgan had been sent to the king's jail for his crimes of not declaring
Daniella pov My jaw dropped as I stared at her. It was Eliza. Standing before me, she exuded an air of sophistication and poise that left me breathless. Her transformation was astonishing – she looked stunning, with her hair styled to perfection, makeup flawlessly applied, and eyes sparkling with a newfound confidence. I felt rooted to the spot, unable to move or speak as my gaze devoured every detail of her appearance. She was a far cry from the girl I had known before. Her evolution was both startling and captivating. I never could have imagined the omega girl could be standing before me like she was. As we locked eyes, the air was electric with tension. My heart raced in my chest, and my palms grew damp. It was as if time had stood still. Prince Alex's announcement broke the silence, his voice calm and collected. "We're here to discuss matters with the new alpha." He smiled warmly at Eliza, his eyes shining with adoration as she linked her arm through his. "My sister
Eliza’s POV Being back here at Creek was weird as hell for me; all of the memories of growing up and the bullying I received daily came rushing back to me like a boomerang. Standing before Daniella, the prominent ring leader, I didn’t feel scared or weak. She looked pathetic, staring at me with her fake apologetic look. “I want a proper apology from you, and I want you to mean everything to me, word of it. Get on your knees and beg me for forgiveness.” I ordered her, and my brother threw me a surprised glare. I ignored him, and this was between me and Daniella. How dare she think that she could get away with all the hurt and pain that she had caused me? I had already rejected the alpha quadruplets as my mate, but that didn’t mean everyone else was about to get off without any punishment. My brother didn’t even know half of what I had gone through. “Princess Eliza!” Daniella stuttered nervously as she knelt and clasped her hands together. I could see her bottom lip tremb
Rylan’s POV My heart raced at her confession, her words igniting desire within me and my brothers. She lay there, an exquisite goddess dressed in the remnants of her clothing, radiating power, vulnerability, and an intoxicating allure that made it impossible to resist her. "Then let us make you feel that way," Enzo said, his voice a low growl, as he leaned down to kiss her again, capturing her lips with urgency. The way she responded to him—moaning softly and arching her back—sent a rush throughout the room, filling us all with a shared longing that bound us closer together.As I watched the scene unfold, I could feel Eliza's energy ebbing and flowing, each touch sending ripples of pleasure through her. My hands joined Enzo’s, lightly exploring her abdomen as I marvelled at the smoothness of her skin. We were so intensely connected, tethered by the pull of fate. "Tell us what you need, Eliza," Ed prompted softly. His fingers ran along her shoulder, brushing against the delicate cur
Rylan's POV "Eliza, come on. Let's go upstairs and talk." I offered my hand to the princess, and she eyed the four of us but took my hand anyway. "What's going on, Rylan?" she asked as we made our way up the grand staircase, each step echoing with the weight of the conversation to come. The air in the palace felt heavy, but our mate needed to know. Once inside her chamber, I was glad her father or brother hadn't stopped us. I knew they would be concerned about Eliza knowing what we would tell her. Ed closed the door gently behind us, ensuring only five of us were in the room. The faint scent of polished wood and leather filled the air. ELIZA took a seat hesitantly on the edge of her bed, her curious eyes staring between us. Me, Rio, Enzo and Ed stood in a loose semicircle around her concern etched on our faces. "Eliza," I started taking a deep breath. We need to talk to you. We have to return briefly back to the pack. It's crucial, and we must return to handle some cri
Eliza's POV I felt a rush of adrenaline course through me at her words. "Yes, I'm ready," I affirmed, though a part of me was still tinged with that familiar anxiety. Esmeralda motioned for me to sit cross-legged on the ground, the cool stones grounding me as I settled down. "This next exercise will require you to delve into your essence—to understand the core of who you are," she said softly, kneeling across from me. Her presence felt reassuring, and I took a deep breath to steady myself, focusing on her calming aura. "As we begin," she continued, "I want you to envision a light within you. A pure, vibrant energy that represents your truest self." She paused, her eyes locking onto mine with intensity. "Can you see it?" I closed my eyes, picturing a gentle light flickering within my chest. It felt warm and comforting, like the first rays of sunlight after a long winter. I imagined it growing brighter, pulsating in rhythm with my heart. "Good," Esmeralda encouraged. "No
Eliza's POV The following day arrived with a shimmer of sunlight breaking through the clouds, a hopeful contrast to the anxiety swirling within me. Rylan, Rio, Enzo, Ed, and I gathered in the training yard, our chosen space for the first lesson with Esmeralda. The air buzzed with anticipation, and I could feel the energy from my mates, each excited to begin this new chapter. As we stood together, the vastness of the courtyard loomed around us, adorned with ancient stone and vibrant greenery, a reminder of our heritage. My heart raced, and I could see that nervous energy mirrored in the eyes of my mates. "I can't believe it's finally here," Rylan said, his fingers brushing mine. "We're about to make history." "I hope she's everything they say she is," Ed mused, crossing his arms as he scanned the surroundings. "We need a mentor who can challenge us." "I'm ready for any challenge she throws at us," I asserted, trying to channel my determination into a solid anchor against
“No, I will not allow my daughter to put herself into anymore danger.” My father came stomping down the path and I looked up in surprise. He looked furious. His voice held a weight that silenced everyone around us. I looked up at him, confusion mingling with frustration. “Father, this isn’t just about just me anymore. Yelda won’t wait for me to be ready. We can’t afford to be passive.” He shook his head, his brow furrowed. “You don’t understand, Eliza. Training requires more than just a will to fight. It demands discipline, patience, and above all—safety. I won’t risk losing you.” My heart raced at his protective words. I understood his intentions, but meant to protect me. Yet I couldn’t ignore the gnawing sensation at the pit of my stomach that warned of the darkness closing in on us all. “You can’t keep me in a bubble forever. The world won’t pause for my safety.” Theron stepped forward, breaking the tension. “He’s right, Princess Eliza. We need to ensure you ar
Eliza’s POV As I spoke those words, a fire ignited within me—a fierce resolve I hadn’t known I possessed. The weight of my lineage pressed down like a mantle, but it no longer felt like a burden. I couldn’t afford to be weak, not when the stakes were so high. “What do I need to do?” I repeated, this time my voice unwavering. Rylan’s eyes narrowed with a mixture of pride and concern. “We’ll start with the basics. You have to learn to channel your emotions. Fear can be a powerful ally if you guide it, but it can equally ensnare you if you let it. You’ve felt what happens when you’re afraid, haven’t you?” I nodded, remembering the way I had felt Yelda’s presence gripping my heart like ice. “I can’t afford to feel like that again.” “Exactly,” Rylan said, his gaze unwavering. “You have to embrace every part of yourself—the light and the dark. Together, they will make you stronger.” Rio stepped forward, his expression shifting from anger to solidarity. “We can help you push t
Eliza’s POV The weight of their words pressed down on me, a heavy shroud of confusion and betrayal. “So Yelda really was just using me?” I managed to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper. Suddenly, a cold chill swept through the room, making the candles flicker as if a draft had burst in from an unseen passage. My heart raced, recalling how Yelda fed off my power. Who knew how long that had been going on? I clenched my fists, but not out of anger; it was profound fear — fear of my own abilities and who might exploit them again. “She was manipulating you, Princess Eliza,” Rylan said, his voice steady amidst the chaos of emotions swirling within me. “Crafting a façade that made you vulnerable. We recognized it just in time.” “What did you do?” I confronted them, rising from my seat, the chair scraping painfully against the floor. “Did you hurt her? Did you kill her?” “She’s not dead,” Rio interjected quickly, his brows knitted. “She’s sealed, but her spirit lingers—un
Eliza’s POV I woke up with a start and sat upright. Looking around me, I quickly realised I was back in my room. But how? The last thing I remembered was looking at Yelda and hearing my name called. My mates? How did I get back here? I couldn't remember, but my head hurt like hell. Raising a hand to rub my head, I glanced at myself in the mirror and frowned. I had to find Rylan and find out what had happened to me. Where was everyone? Suddenly, the door flew open, and there stood Bernard, the bodyguard my father had insisted I should have to keep me safe. “Where is everyone, and how am I back here?” I demanded to know from him; I strode towards him and pushed him hard against the wall, causing him to tumble and a look of shock on his face. “Princess Eliza. Wait a moment. You’re not thinking straight.” He stuttered as I rushed out of the room and ran down the hall to where I knew my father and brother would likely be. I stormed into the room and saw my father with Theron and Lar
Rylan’s POV With that command roaring from my lips, we sprang into action. I led the charge, muscles coiling as I surged forward, driven by an intense need to protect Eliza. My heart raced wildly, pounding a mantra of urgency as I darted from the shelter of the bushes towards the stranger and Eliza. "Eliza!" I shouted, my voice slicing through the tension like a knife. She turned, eyes wide in surprise, but a fleeting moment of shock fell across her features before the cloaked figure moved closer to her, positioning herself as a barrier. "Stay back!" the woman hissed, her voice like cold steel against my resolve. I skidded to a halt, heart pounding in my chest as I gauged the situation. Eliza hesitated, caught between fear and instinct. My brothers fanned out beside me, forming a protective barrier as we faced the two figures. "Rylan, we have to be careful," Enzo warned, his eyes scanning for any threats. “We don’t know what she’s capable of.” "I don’t care!" I shot