Rylan’s POV When I woke up after a rubbish night's sleep, I sat up in my bed for a few moments and contemplated what I could do to resolve my situation. The first thing on my mind was to discuss privately with my brothers and father. I could not believe that Eliza was the white wolf. It changed everything. I knew they would probably think I was being crazy again, but I could not just sit back and allow this to go unnoticed. Alpha Theron was a sly one, and he must have known that Eliza had come from our pack and been treated as an omega. I hated how we treated her, not knowing her true identity. Once I gathered my thoughts, I dressed and headed downstairs to the pack house where I knew my family would be. I noticed Daniella and Tricia deep in thought and laughing together like they had so much to be excited over. I felt sick as I heard her say the word Luna.“You will never be Luna,” I yelled at her in spite. I could barely stand to look at her now that I had seen her sly side. She
Eliza’s POV The next day dawned bright and clear, the excitement in the air palpable as Alpha Theron gathered the Silver Moon pack for an important announcement. My heart raced with nervous anticipation. Caia stood beside me and took my hand, squeezing it gently to show she was there for me. Alpha Theron stood at the centre of the gathering, his voice commanding and filled with authority. The anticipation in the air was palpable as he addressed the Silver Moon pack, the words hanging heavy with significance.“My fellow werewolves,” Alpha Theron began, his eyes sweeping over the assembled pack. “I bring to you news of great importance. Today, we are honoured to receive a visit from the king himself.”A hushed silence fell over the gathering as Alpha Theron's words sank in, the werewolves exchanging knowing looks and murmurs of excitement.“And not only that,” Alpha Theron continued, his voice growing in strength and excitement. “The king's visit is not merely a courtesy call. It is a
Rylan’s POV As the day ended, there was still no sign of the King’s arrival. I could sense my mother's concern and my father’s frustration after all the great lengths the pack had gone to to welcome the King. “Alpha, it would seem that the King has stopped at the Silver Moon pack. There is talk of the white wolf being there, and he has gotten wind of her.” the patrol officer informed my father. Enzo and Edward stood beside me while Rio remained with Daniella. They had their arms wrapped around each other. I was disgusted. Rio should know I would not accept her as our mate and Luna. If we went to war over it, then so be it. Being quadruplet brothers and sharing our Wolf form, we regarded each other as one entity.“Damn that Silver Moon and Theron.” My father clenched his fists angrily while my mother rushed to calm him down. “Rio, should we talk to your parents about my Luna position? Maybe he can convince your brother?” I heard Daniella say to Rio, which made me growl in anger. Ho
Eliza’s POV As the king extended his hand towards me, a mix of emotions swirled within me - excitement, fear, and a deep-rooted curiosity about the life that awaited me at his royal castle. With a steady resolve, I took a deep breath and placed my hand in his, signalling my agreement to accompany him back to his kingdom.“I accept your offer, your Majesty.” I bowed to him, and he looked pleased at my words. Turning towards the Silver Moon pack, my heart heavy with a mingling of gratitude and sorrow, I knew that bidding farewell to the family I had come to love would not be an easy task. Alpha Theron, Gerald, Caia, and all the other pack members stood before me, their faces a mixture of understanding and support as they prepared to say goodbye."Alpha Theron, my dear friend, you have been like a father to me, guiding me and supporting me through every challenge and triumph," I began, my voice filled with emotion as I addressed the pack leader who had welcomed me into the pack with ope
Daniella’s POV “I'm sorry, Daniella; the boys do not want you as our chosen mate or Luna. Rylan is stuck on this idea of the white wolf being our mate. It's absolute madness.” Rio shook his head sadly as he finally finished his meeting with his brothers and his parents. I clenched my fists and turned away so he could not see the anger in my face. It was difficult for me not to feel so betrayed. All my life, I had dreamt of being the Luna of the creek. How could the moon goddess grant someone else the place as Luna, which should be mine? I needed to go and see Tricia. I knew that if Rio or the others saw the White Wolf, they would know she was their mate. I remembered how Rylan looked at her and the sparks between them. It wasn't fair, and I knew I had to do something more drastic to stop their Wolf, knowing she was their mate. If all four brothers were together as one, then their Wolf would see the truth. Then, I would lose my chance for good. “Daniella, sweetheart, is everyth
“I can't believe this is happening.” The words escaped my lips in a whisper, filled with wonder and disbelief. The idea of having a family member, especially a sibling, was something I had never dared to imagine. I had only ever had myself; even when Jasmine came to me the first time, I couldn't believe it. I was lucky, and I knew it. As the carriage pulled up to the grand entrance of the royal castle, I couldn't help but feel a nervous energy. The prospect of meeting my brother, of finally having a piece of my past and my heritage come to light, “Eliza, please. Don't worry. Everyone here is extremely friendly, and you will be looked after. Nobody will bring any harm or problems to you.” The King insisted as he placed a hand on my arm. It was as if he had read my mind. “Thank you, your highness.” I bowed my head, causing him to chuckle and shake his head. “You don't need to address me as King. I am your father and would prefer to be called that if you would like.” My eyes widened
Enzo’s POV I wandered the pack house, trying to clear my head after a long training day. I had been feeling restless lately, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. As I turned a corner, I saw Tricia sneaking around the bedrooms. She looked nervous and fidgety, and her eyes darted back and forth as if checking to ensure no one was watching.My instincts immediately went on high alert. What was Tricia doing here, and what was she hiding?I crept up behind her, trying to be as quiet as possible. I didn't want to startle her, but I needed to know what was happening.Tricia's eyes snapped up, and she froze, her hand hovering over the door handle. She knew she was caught. “Enzo?” I stepped forward, my eyes locking onto hers. "What are you doing here, Tricia?"Tricia's face paled, and she took a step back, trying to put some distance between us. "Enzo, it's just...I'm just looking for something."I raised an eyebrow. "At this time? In the middle of the pack house?"T
As I woke up, I felt refreshed and excited to start my new life in the royal family. I got dressed in the elegant clothes laid out for me and made my way to the royal dining hall. As I entered the grand room, I was greeted by the warm aroma of freshly baked pastries and the soft murmur of conversations.Alex was already seated at the table, looking dashing in his royal attire. He smiled as he saw me and stood up to greet me. "Good morning, sis," he said, his eyes sparkling warmly. "I'm glad you're feeling better after yesterday's journey."I sat beside him, feeling a sense of comfort and belonging with my new brother. The dining hall was filled with servants and guards, all busy preparing breakfast and ensuring everything was perfect for the royal family.As we sat down, a servant brought over a tray laden with an array of delicious dishes: golden-brown eggs, crispy bacon, fresh fruit, and steaming hot tea. My eyes widened as I took in the spread before me."Help yourself," Alex said,
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