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
ASHER POVI felt the chill of the night seep into my bones as I stood motionless in my dark room, gazing out the open window. The moon was concealed behind the clouds, leaving the sky a vast void that mirrored the emptiness in my soul."Kiara, Kiara, where are you?" I whispered as I gazed at the dark sky still. The moon was hiding, just like she was. I felt a tear roll down my cheek, but I quickly wiped it away. I had to be strong for her and us. I couldn't let anyone see me break down. I had to find her, no matter what.She was my mate, my soulmate, and the love of my life. She was everything to me, and I was nothing without her. Her eyes that sparkled like emerald still hunt me in my sleep each night, and those freckles on her cheeks where the stars that light up my life.Kiara has the most beautiful smile I had ever beheld, and my love for her surpassed everything else in this world. However, she was gone; she was whisked away from me by an unknown force. I was left without any ink
LISA’S POVOne minute, I was riding fast; the next, I was falling hard. But just like always, I bolted upright in my bed, gulping down lungful of air. The same nightmare has haunted me for as long as I can remember—falling off my horse with the wind screaming in my ears and the ground rushing up to meet me. But I never hit the ground. I always woke up before that, my heart racing like a wild horse.“Lisa, Lisa, it’s okay. It’s just a dream,” a familiar voice soothed me as warm arms wrapped around me. I blinked, trying to clear the fog from my mind. The voice belonged to Max, my older brother. At least, that’s what I was told because I don’t remember him or anyone else. Yet, his love and care for me couldn’t be mistaken, as I could see it in his eyes.Max looked worried; his hazel eyes were clouded with concern. He always looked out for me, ever since I was said to have lost my memory in a horseback riding accident. He was the one who told me who I was, who he was, and who our family
Asher's POVThe first rays of dawn had barely begun to peek through the curtains when I found myself stirring from sleep. I groaned, the weight of another day pressing down on me as I shrugged off the comforting warmth of my bed. My feet hit the cold floor, sending a shiver up my spine as I trudged toward the bathroom.The sound of water hitting the tiles filled the room as I stepped into the shower. The warm droplets washed away the remnants of sleep from my eyes. Once I was done, I dressed in my usual attire, my fingers deftly buttoning up my black shirt, which was paired with equally black pants.My gaze fell upon a drawer, and I pulled it open to reveal a portrait. It was a beautiful rendition of Kiara, my beloved mate. Her eyes, as vibrant as emeralds, seemed to sparkle in the soft morning light.The portrait, a masterpiece crafted by the region's finest artist, was a gift I had intended for our first anniversary. But fate had other plans, and she disappeared before I could pres