LISA’S POVEngulfed by an abyss of darkness, I awoke to a chilling familiarity that had become a haunting reality in my life. Was this the cold embrace of death? Uncertainty gnawed at the edges of my consciousness as I tried to recall where I was.The icy floor beneath me bit into my back, each jagged pebble serving as a cruel reminder of my harsh situation. The memory of Jonas, the beast who had cornered me back in the dimly lit hallway earlier, flickered like a lone candle before the world around me was plunged into an unfathomable darkness.A fever, as searing as a brand on my neck, throbbed with a rhythm that echoed through my veins, causing my body to convulse in its grip. My fever was getting worse, I could feel it. Damn Asher and his stupid wolf bite.With a forced effort, I pushed myself into a sitting position. My vision blurred, the world tilting on its axis as I staggered blindly in search of an escape, only to meet the unforgiving solidity of a wall. I rebounded off the
JONAS POVCold, calculated thoughts raced through my mind as I stood over Lisa’s crumpled form on the floor. The idea of ending her life quickly, offering a swift and merciful death, had initially seemed more appealing.It was a tempting thought, a way to spite Asher, to rip something precious from him just as he had done to me. But as I stood there, a cruel smile playing on my lips, I realized the folly of such a decision.Why should I grant her a swift demise? Why should I deprive myself of the pleasure of witnessing her prolonged suffering, of observing Asher’s heart shatter as he tirelessly searches for her?The thought incites a perverse sense of joy, a dark satisfaction that sends a shiver down my spine. However, before indulging in that, I have a debt to settle. Tacha, the treacherous sorceress, awaits her dues.I cast one last glance at Lisa. Her body was heaving with ragged breaths, her eyes wide with terror. The sight brought a cruel smile to my face once again, a grim satis
ASHER’S POVI rode my horse towards the human village, my heart racing with worry. Lisa was missing, and I had to find her. The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the landscape. However, I didn’t care about the beauty of the scene; my only concern was finding my mate and ensuring she was alright.As I approached the village, the scent of humans, their fires, and cooking drifted through the air. I dismounted my horse and approached the village on foot, sniffing around for any sign of Lisa. The villagers stared at me in surprise, but I ignored them, my focus solely on finding my mate.Despite my efforts, I couldn’t catch a scent of her. My heart sank, and a wave of fear washed over me. Could it be that she hadn’t come to the village? Or had something happened to her on the way? I brushed off the thought and approached one of the guards.As I neared, the guard fell into a deep bow as soon as he saw me. “Alpha,” he greeted. “Take me to the Bonnet house," I demanded, my voice firm
LISA’S POVI had been desperately seeking a way to escape before Jonas returned, fearing that he would do far worse than merely take blood from me. Lying on the cold, hard floor, panting, I made a decision. I would reach out to Asher through our telepathic bond, the one connection that might save me.Closing my eyes, I concentrated, willing my mind to merge with Kiara's wolf, just as Asher had taught me. A sharp headache struck me, but I refused to give in. I tried again, and this time, it worked. Initially, it was a faint whisper, indistinguishable from distant thoughts. But then, clarity struck. I was hearing Asher’s thoughts. Desperately, I asked if he could hear me and told him I needed his help.As I communicated with Asher, Jonas burst into the cellar. His sly smile sent chills down my spine. “Well, well, well. Look what we have here. Looks like the little bird is trying to fly away,” he taunted.Summoning all my strength, I pushed myself into a sitting position on the floor. “
Lisa POV I stirred in my sleep, my mind foggy and unclear. But as I slowly opened my eyes, memories came flooding back. I remembered everything - who I was, what had happened that fateful night, and the faces that had remained blurred in my mind yet still haunted me for so long.I was Kiara Anderson, the Luna of the Crimson Pack. That night, I had been on my way to meet Asher, my mate, to discuss our Mating anniversary plans. But Jonas had intercepted me, his voice urgent, informing me that my parents were under attack by rogues and I needed to accompany him immediately.I remembered the fight, the pain, and the betrayal. I had been struck from behind, and as I lay unconscious on the floor, I could hear Jonas instructing the rogues to dispose of my body. I remembered the darkness trying to consume me, and how I fought with every fiber of my being to stay alive.And then, I was thrown down a cliff, left to die. But fate had other plans. I woke up in a warm room, surrounded by stranger
Lisa/Kiara’s POV “Ready?” he asked, his eyes sparkling with excitement as soon as I got dressed in a simple sun dress, my hair styled in a loose bun.I nodded, my heart pounding with anticipation. “Let’s do this,” I declared, my voice firm.Asher chuckled and extended his hand. “Come on, Kiara. Your surprise awaits.”We strolled down the hallway, hand in hand, the morning sun casting a warm glow through the windows. I remembered the countless times I had run through this hall with Asher in pursuit. It felt like only yesterday, yet also a lifetime ago.I tightened my grip on his muscular arm as we neared the last landing, only to freeze in my tracks. My gaze was fixed on the two figures seated at the breakfast table.Max and Jax, my brothers, whom I thought I’d never see again, were right there. My mind was a whirlwind of questions. How did they get here? Why were they with Asher? Was this some kind of dream or hallucination?Asher’s grip on my hand tightened, as if sensing my shock a
Asher's POVWatching Kiara walk away with determination etched in every step she took, I couldn’t help but feel a mixture of pride and concern. She was strong, fiercely independent, qualities that had drawn me to her from the very moment we met. But her resolve now, as Luna of the Crimson Pack, was something entirely new and inspiring.I stood in the quiet pathway, my mind replaying the events of the past few hours. The reunion with Max and Jax had been emotional, prove to Kiara’s resilience and the bonds of family. Their presence was a gift she hadn’t expected, but one that filled her heart with gratitude.The breakfast had been joyful, laughter and stories weaving through the air like threads binding us closer together. Kiara’s smile had lit up the room, her happiness noticeable as she embraced her brothers after so long apart.And then, the unveiling of the pack monument—the culmination of months of planning and anticipation. Seeing Kiara’s reaction, her tears of joy, had made ever
LIARA/ KIARA’S POV Walking back to the house with Asher by my side, I felt fear tighten its cold grip around my heart. Jonas’s cryptic warnings echoed in my mind, each word a haunting reminder of unseen dangers lurking in the shadows.My thoughts were a tangled web of suspicion and anxiety as I fell asleep that night in his arms. Who was orchestrating this chaos? Who could wield such influence over Jonas, a man who wouldn’t hesitate to betray his own brother, Asher? I had many questions but few answers.The fear of the unknown gnawed at me, but I knew I couldn’t afford to show any weakness. Not now, when life had given me a second chance.The next morning, after breakfast, I walked into our living quarters to find Asher greeting me with a warm smile, his eyes shining with mischief. My eyes narrowed as I ventured further into the room.“What’s going on?”“Kiara, I have a surprise for you,” he said, his voice barely containing his enthusiasm. “I’m throwing a party in your honor tonight