WRITER’S POVHer grip on him was surprisingly firm. Her eyes bore into his, and her voice carried an urgency that made him pause.“Will you be at the village festival tonight?” she asked, her fingers still gripping his wrist.Max blinked, taken aback by the sudden question. "Yes," he replied cautiously, "It’s an annual tradition. How about you?" He inquired, his eyes moving to settle on her injured leg.Her gaze dropped to her injured legs, wrapped in makeshift bandages. “I had planned to attend,” she confessed, “but now, I fear I won’t manage.”“Rest is wise,” Max advised. “You should stay home and take care of your leg and stepmother.”Her nod held both gratitude and something deeper—an unspoken plea. As he turned away, she tightened her grip on his wrist, her fingers cool against his skin as his pulse quickened.“Then I must warn you,” she said. “Listen carefully. You must leave before midnight strikes. If you and your brother want to survive, heed my warning.”Max furrowed his bro
WRITER’S POVJax and Max stood shoulder to shoulder, their gazes tracking Caleb as he vanished once more into a group of giggling girls. Max swiveled towards Jax, his brow furrowed with worry."What do we do?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.Jax shrugged, his gaze distant. "I don't know," he admitted, his voice mirroring Max's whisper. "But we have to wait and see."Max nodded, "Alright."As they stood there, wine glasses delicately cradled in their hands, Max nudged Jax with a subtle elbow. His gaze discreetly drifted towards a group of girls, their eyes sparkling with interest and casting flirtatious glances their way. “It appears you’ve attracted some admirers,” he teased.Jax shrugged him off nonchalantly. A hint of annoyance flashed in his deep-set eyes, momentarily replacing the usual calm. “I’m not interested,” he stated firmly, his voice resolute and leaving no room for further discussion.Max raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk playing on his lips. “Is that so? Or
ASHER’S POVSmoke filled the air, thick and suffocating, as I ventured into the remnants of the village. The homes, once full of life, were now partly burnt out, their wooden frames ravaged by the relentless fire. The fire seemed to mock the sky, its flames dancing and flickering as they ascended ever higher. The villagers huddled together, their fear palpable as they struggled for survival. Their eyes pleaded for aid, but their cries for help were drowned out by the noise. I surveyed the surroundings, absorbing every minute detail. The earth beneath my boots was scorched, drenched in blood, bearing silent testimony to the battle that had transpired here. Blood stained the stones, a vivid red marking the site of the fierce battle. The lifeless bodies of people and rogues were strewn about, their forms twisted and shattered in death’s final dance. The rogue wolves had shown no mercy, their claws and teeth carving a deadly trail. “Why would the rogues attack this peaceful village?” I
ASHER’S POVThe air was thick with anticipation as I stood before the Bonnet brothers, a sense of foreboding clawing at my insides.I had a hunch that these boys held the key to the mystery surrounding Lisa. “Would you mind taking a walk with us?” I asked.“Are you sure about this?” my beta questioned, his eyes filled with concern. I nodded, turning to the one who had introduced himself as Max, awaiting his reply.He looked shocked by my offer. “Yes, I will,” he agreed. However, before we could set off, two more boys appeared - the same ones that were with him back at the hall.“I’m Jax Bonnet,” one of them introduced himself, “and this is our friend, Caleb. We’d like to come with you.”I nodded, gesturing for them to join us. As we walked, I could feel the questions bubbling up inside me. I wanted to know everything about Lisa - her childhood, the accident that caused her to lose her memory. However, I was also afraid of what I might discover.What if it turned out exactly as I had h
LISA’S POVAs the dawn of a new day broke, I found myself greeted by the morning sun, its rays shyly peeking through the window, bathing Asher’s room in a gentle, soft light. I blinked, casting away the remnants of sleep, my senses gradually adjusting to the unfamiliar yet comforting surroundings once again.The room was imbued with a sense of peace, a feeling like home. The scent of fresh pine wafted in from the open window, intertwining with the faint aroma of breakfast, serving as a subtle reminder of the world that lay beyond these walls.Back in my village, I was certain that many people would be working on their farms by now. My brothers, Max and Jax, could have me sit under the shade while they did most of the work themselves.I lay there, dreaming about my village, yearning to see my brothers once more. A knock at the door jolted me into full awareness. Panic surged in my chest as I wondered who it could be.Was Alpha Asher back from his trip, or was it Jonas? Silas had told m
LISA’S POVAsher’s fingers brushed against my cheek gently, a gesture that calmed the raging storm swirling within my thoughts and causing my heart to stop, literally. He tilted my face upward, making sure my eyes met his—those deep pools mirroring a storm of emotions.“Asher,” I whispered, my voice barely more than a breath in the stillness, “What are you doing?”He didn’t respond with words. Instead, he cupped my cheeks with both hands, and leaned in, his lips claimed mine, silencing my questions. The kiss was an inferno, igniting within me a passion that devoured all coherent thought. I was lost in its intensity, my mind dissolving into nothingness.With my eyes closed, I surrendered to the fervor of the moment. Our lips danced together in a silent conversation of desire and need. I yielded to him, becoming a willing participant in this bewildering exchange. His kiss was a like a puzzle, a blend of tenderness and urgency, a melody that set my heart racing with an emotion I couldn’t
JONAS’S POVBreathless and panting heavily, I bolted into my room, the door slamming shut behind me. My heart raced, pounding against my ribcage with the ferocity of a caged beast. The encounter with Asher had been dangerously close, too deadly to be dismissed lightly.I leaned against the cool wood, attempting to steady my breath and calm the storm raging within me. The memory of Asher’s strong and unyielding hands still lingered on my neck, serving as a reminder of my narrow escape from death’s door. I knew I had to think and devise a plan.As I paced the length of my room, my mind raced, each step a silent vow to disentangle myself from Lisa’s life. It was the only only path to escape Asher’s newfound wrath. The Bonnet brothers, those despicable traitors, had sealed my fate when they revealed the truth about Lisa’s identity. I should have put an end to it when I had the chance. However, now is not the time for regret. I need to devise a plan. Maybe it’s time to disappear, to allow
ASHER’S POV Stopping at my closed door, I slid it open. The familiar creak echoed through the silent hallway, a sound that had become a comforting routine. I pushed the door open and peered inside. There she was, Lisa, peacefully asleep in my bed.Her chest rose and fell rhythmically, her breaths a soft whispers in the quiet room. Her face, bathed in the gentle blue light of the moon, was a picture of tranquility.Closing the door behind me, I ventured deeper into the room and paused by the bedside. I found myself captivated by her beauty, a radiance that seemed to radiate from within her.“She’s still so incredibly beautiful,” I thought to myself, my heart swelling with a mixture of affection and longing as I continued to admire her from afar.The more I observed her, the more I became aware of the numerous mysteries that shrouded her return to me. According to the Bonnet brothers, Kiara was discovered in a bloody state and left for dead, a circumstance that continues to perplex me
Kiara’s POVA Year LaterA year has gone by so quickly, and a lot has changed around the pack. Most of the changes were good ones, especially with the arrival of our son, Leon.Asher decided to name our son Leon after his late father, the former Alpha. Leon is a cute little boy; he has Asher's blue eyes and cheeks but my smile.I didn't think I would be capable of loving anyone more than I already loved Asher, but Leon came after nine months of growing within me and stole all my love. Asher doesn't mind that he has because he has his love as well.I gazed lovingly at my little family, feeling my heart swell with pride and happiness. Asher, my mate, was playing with our son Leon, tickling his belly and making him giggle uncontrollably.Leon was still a baby, only four months old, and couldn't speak yet, but he could convey so much joy and excitement with his coos and babbles."Ga ga ga!" Leon squealed, reaching up to grab Asher's hair.Asher chuckled, gently untangling his hair from Le
Kiara’s POVThe Hunting Festival was finally here. Asher and I, dressed in our hunting attire, walked side by side to the village square. The full moon cast a silver glow over the village, and the air was electric with excitement.We had been preparing for this night for weeks, and I could feel the anticipation building inside me. As we reached the square, Asher raised his hands, and the chatter of the pack members died down.“Friends, family, and fellow pack members," he began, his voice clear and strong. "Tonight, we gather for the ancient tradition of the Hunting Festival. Remember, the rules are simple: no cheating, no harming fellow pack members, and respect for the prey."He paused, surveying the crowd with a stern expression. "We hunt for food, for survival, and for the thrill of the chase. Let us honor our ancestors and the land we call home."With a nod, Asher declared, "The Hunting Festival is now open! May the best hunters win, and may the spirits of the land guide us."The
Kiara's POVThree months had passed since the darkness that had haunted our pack for so long was finally vanquished. The memory of Jonas' death still lingered, but Asher had come to terms with his actions, and the pack was once again at peace. The night crawlers, those terrifying creatures that had terrorized us for so long, had disappeared as suddenly as they had appeared—a clear sign that Tacha's evil influence was truly gone.As I walked through the pack's village, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and hope. Our pack was thriving once more, and Asher's leadership was stronger than ever. As for me, I had never been happier. Asher and I were building a life together, and the future looked brighter than ever.But amidst all this joy, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. My brothers, Jax and Max, were preparing to leave the village, returning to their family farm to start a new chapter in their lives. No matter how much I tried to convince them to stay, they just couldn’
Asher’s POVThe days in the clinic passed slowly, each one a blur of pain, healing, and the constant presence of Kiara. Her unwavering support was a balm to my soul, but there was a darkness within me that even she couldn’t fully reach.I could see the worry in her eyes, the way she watched me as if afraid I’d slip away—not just physically, but emotionally.But I kept up a strong front. I was the Alpha, after all. My pack needed me to be strong, to lead them without showing any form of weakness. Yet, every time I closed my eyes, I saw Jonas’s lifeless face, felt the weight of the decision I’d made.One evening, after everyone had left and the clinic was quiet, Kiara curled up beside me on the bed, her head resting on my chest. I could feel the steady rise and fall of her breathing, the warmth of her body against mine. It was comforting, a reminder that I wasn’t alone, even if it felt that way sometimes.“Asher,” she whispered into the darkness, her voice barely above a breath. “You kn
**Asher’s POV**The world around me was a blur of pain and shadows. I drifted in and out of consciousness, my body heavy and unresponsive. Every breath was a struggle, each one reminding me of the fight I’d just endured, of the choices I’d made—choices that would haunt me forever.But through the haze, one thing remained constant: Kiara. Her presence was an anchor, keeping me grounded in the world of the living. I could feel her hand in mine, warm and steady, as if she were pouring her strength into me, willing me to stay with her. I fought to open my eyes, to see her, to reassure her that I was still here. When I finally managed to crack them open, the first thing I saw was her face, close to mine, her expression a mixture of exhaustion and fierce determination. Even in her weariness, she was beautiful—more beautiful than I could have ever imagined."Kiara," I whispered, my voice barely audible, but she heard me. She always did. Her eyes softened, and she leaned closer, her touch g
Kiara’s POVJax and Max stopped their antics, grinning at each other in triumph. "That was awesome!" Max exclaimed.But I just growled, my eyes fixed on Tacha. "You're not controlling me anymore," I snarled. "It's time to put an end to this."Tacha sneered, but I could see the fear lurking in her eyes. She knew she was beaten.I charged forward, my wolf form propelling me toward Tacha with lightning speed. My claws extended, ready to strike, and my teeth bared, prepared to sink into her flesh.Tacha tried to defend herself, but I was too fast. I pinned her to the ground, my claws digging deep into her shoulders, and my teeth sank into her arm.She screamed in pain, trying to struggle free, but I held tight. I could feel her dark magic coursing through her veins, trying to break free, but I was determined to stop her.With a fierce growl, I bit down harder, my teeth sinking deeper into her flesh and tearing off both her arms. Tacha's eyes widened in agony, and she let out a deafening s
Kiara’s POVAs I stood there, the dagger still clutched in my hand, a wave of horror washed over me. What had I done? Asher, my love, my mate, lay motionless on the ground, a victim of my own hand. Tacha’s cackling laughter echoed in my mind, and I knew I was still under her control. But a spark within me refused to be extinguished. I remembered Asher’s words, his love, his trust in me. With a surge of adrenaline, I fought back against Tacha’s control. It was like trying to break free from chains, but I gritted my teeth and focused on Asher’s face. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, I felt Tacha’s grip on my mind loosen. I took a step back, the dagger slipping from my fingers. “Asher,” I whispered, my voice shaking. I dropped to my knees beside him, cradling his head in my lap. His eyes flickered open again, and he gazed up at me, pain and confusion etched on his face. “Kiara?” he whispered. I nodded, tears streaming down my face. “I’m so sorry, Asher. I couldn’t stop her.” A
Asher’s POV"Alright, let's go over the whole plan one more time," I said, scanning the room, locking eyes with each person present."Jax and Max, you two will create a diversion at the front entrance. Jonas, you're with me. We'll sneak in through the back and grab her. Kiara, you're our ace in the hole. Once we've got her, you'll take care of the rest."I turned to Jonas, who stood with his arms crossed, his face completely expressionless. His demeanor was suspicious, and I clenched my hands into fists."Jonas, I mean it," I warned. "I don't want to see even a hint of betrayal. You're with us, or you're against us. And if you're against us, I won't hesitate to end you."Jonas didn’t flinch; his expression remained bland and relaxed, almost as if he was bored."I'm with you, Asher," he said flatly. "Don't worry about me."I narrowed my eyes, trying to read him. But there was nothing to read. He was a blank slate, making it even more irritating to look at him."Good," I said finally. "
Asher’s POVKiara's voice was a mixture of disbelief and anger. "You let him out? Asher, he’s dangerous! He’s the reason we’re in this mess in the first place.""I know," I said, my voice steady. "But he has information we need. If we’re going to stop Tacha, we need to know everything he knows. I’ll make sure he doesn’t cause any more harm."Kiara shook her head, frustration evident in her eyes. "I can’t believe you trusted him. What if he’s doing all this just to lead us into another trap?""I don’t trust him," I clarified. "But I need him. We need him. And I’ll be watching him closely."Kiara sighed, her expression softening slightly. "Alright, Asher. I trust you. But please, be careful.""I will," I promised, squeezing her hand. "We’ll get through this together."Kiara nodded, though worry still lingered in her eyes. "What’s the plan?""I’m going to meet with Jonas again," I said. "Get more details about the ritual and the spell. In the meantime, I need you to stay safe. Stay here