Lucas
The meeting room of the Blood Moon Pack was shrouded in an air of tension and authority, the atmosphere heavy with the weight of important decisions and strategic discussions. As Alpha, my responsibilities often demanded my presence here.
Beta Marcus, a trusted and reliable member of our pack, stood before the assembled leaders, his voice carrying a mixture of excitement and incredulity. "Alpha, esteemed pack members, I bring news that will surely pique your interest. It concerns none other than the youngest daughter of the Silver Moon Pack."
My attention sharpened as the room fell into a hushed silence. The Silver Moon Pack had always been a thorn in our side, a rival whose presence demanded vigilance and caution. But now, it seemed their youngest daughter had become entangled in our affairs in a most unexpected manner.
Beta Marcus continued, his expression carefully neutral. "It appears that the young Omega from the Silver Moon Pack, Ariana, had quite the eventful evening at our recent birthday celebration."
A murmur of intrigue rippled through the room, and I leaned forward, my curiosity piqued. Ariana—her name was familiar, though I had never met her personally. She was the one who had been the topic of countless rumors, whispered tales of her supposed promiscuity and lack of virtue. I had dismissed such gossip as idle talk, knowing well the power of baseless accusations.
But Beta Marcus' words held a different kind of weight—a gravity that demanded my attention. "Explain further, Beta," I commanded, my voice steady but edged with curiosity.
"During the party, Ariana was found in a rather compromising situation with one of our pack members," Beta Marcus explained, his gaze steady. "She was mistaken for your mate, Alpha. And ...she also claims to be your mate."
A ripple of disbelief surged through me. Mistaken for my mate? I shifted in my seat, my mind working to piece together the puzzle. The notion was preposterous—how could anyone confuse a mere Omega with a mark as prestigious and rare as my mate's?
My Mate should be the female warrior, Seraphina.
I felt my lips curl into a skeptical smile. "Beta, you can't be serious. The Moon Mark is unmistakable. How could anyone mistake her for my mate?"
Beta Marcus hesitated, his eyes flickering with uncertainty before he continued. "Alpha, it is not the Moon Mark on her face that led to the confusion, but rather the one on her back."
My skepticism gave way to genuine surprise, a shockwave of realization coursing through me. The Moon Mark on her back? It was an anomaly, an occurrence that had never before crossed my mind. I had been so focused on the Moon Mark that adorned the face of my destined mate that I had neglected to consider the possibility of its appearance elsewhere.
As my thoughts raced, Beta Marcus elaborated further. "The young Omega, Ariana, bears a Moon Mark on her back—a mark that was seen by those present at the party."
My mind whirled with the implications of this discovery. If the Moon Mark was indeed on her back, it would explain the confusion that had arisen. A sense of intrigue blossomed within me, accompanied by an unsettling curiosity. Could it be possible? Could this Omega truly be my mate?
The room around me seemed to fade into the background as I considered the possibilities. Ariana—her name now held a weight that it hadn't before. The youngest daughter of the Silver Moon Pack, the subject of rumors and gossip, was now an enigma that demanded my attention.
Beta Marcus cleared his throat, drawing my focus back to the present. "Alpha, it seems that Ariana's presence at the party was not well-received by our pack members. There were those who ridiculed her, mocking her as an Omega who dared to pretend to be your mate."
My jaw tightened at the blatant disrespect displayed by some of our own. The Blood Moon Pack was renowned for its strength and unity, but even within our ranks, there were those who lacked the sense of honor and camaraderie that defined us. I don't want to blame Ariana because she is Seraphina's sister after all.
A flicker of irritability burned within me as I addressed Beta Marcus. "Continue."
Beta Marcus nodded, his gaze unwavering. "Word has spread that Ariana is nothing more than a flirtatious Omega, engaging in casual encounters with different men. The rumors claim that she is far from virtuous and that her claim of being a virgin is an outright lie. I fear this rumor will spread and it will affect your wedding to Miss Seraphina."
“Since... it has started to be said that Seraphina stole her sister's mate.”
A surge of frustration coursed through me, a potent mix of indignation and concern for Seraphina. I had always believed in the power of truth, in reserving judgment until all facts were laid bare. The notion that my mate—the one meant to stand by my side and bear my mark—was the subject of such scornful rumors was unacceptable.
"Beta, I want to know more about Seraphina. And now, please tell Ariana to leave and warn her to stop talking nonsense." I declared, my voice carrying the weight of my authority. "For Seraphina, gather information about her, delve into her history, and separate fact from fiction. And I want to meet her—personally."
Beta Marcus nodded, his expression one of steadfast determination. "Of course, Alpha. I will ensure that everything is brought to light, and I will arrange a meeting with Seraphina as you request."
Little did I know that this unexpected revelation would be the catalyst for a journey that would forever alter the course of both our lives, weaving a tapestry of challenges, secrets, and undeniable destiny.
Ariana’s POVWe spent a few more moments basking in the warmth of the morning sun, relishing the simple joys of family. Then, our daughter's curiosity got the better of her, and she turned to us with an innocent yet probing question. "Mama, Papa, when will you give me a little brother?"Lucas and I exchanged amused glances. Our daughter's fascination with the idea of siblings had been growing steadily. I couldn't help but tease Lucas, knowing how he always enjoyed playing along. "Well, darling," I began, "that's something your Papa and I will have to think about."Lucas grinned, his eyes dancing with mischief. "Indeed, Ariana. Maybe we'll have to consult the moon and the stars for the right time."Our daughter, however, was having none of it. She stamped her furry paw on the ground playfully. "Come on, you two! You're just trying to avoid giving me a straight answer."Lucas chuckled and ruffled her fur affectionately. "You're too smart for your own good, little one."With a shy grin,
Ariana’s POV"During my time with the Black Moon Clan, I learned of a secret recipe, an antidote to the wolf poison they use to corrupt our kind. It's a well-guarded secret among their ranks, but I managed to obtain it."My eyes widened in surprise. An antidote to the wolf poison? That could be a game-changer for our clan. "Seraphina, that's incredible,"Seraphina's expression was filled with regret. "I was lost in my own darkness. I didn't think I deserved to be a part of our clan's salvation. But now, I want to make amends, and I want to help our people."I reached out and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Seraphina, it's never too late to do the right thing. We're grateful that you've decided to share this with us."In the days that followed, Seraphina shared with me a secret recipe, an antidote to the wolf poison that had plagued our clan. It was a valuable gift, one that could potentially save lives in the future. I was grateful for her willingness to share it, a symbol
Ariana’s POVThe events that unfolded after Rennes' death had left an indelible mark on my heart.After Lucas had taken Rennes' life in a bloody and brutal battle, the Black Moon Clan was left leaderless, their power broken, and their aggression quelled. The once fearsome werewolves now seemed like lost souls, seeking refuge in the shadows, no longer daring to initiate wars. Lucas carried the weight of guilt upon his broad shoulders. He couldn't forget the monstrous frenzy that had consumed him in the heat of battle, the very thing he had always feared becoming.We had returned to the Blood Moon Clan, the place where Lucas had grown up, the place where he had once embraced his destiny as a warrior. But now, he couldn't face his past without seeing the reflection of a killer in his own eyes. His fears gnawed at him, worried that I would be frightened, repulsed even if I saw him for what he believed he had become.I watched Lucas from a distance, his stormy eyes distant and troubled. Hi
Ariana’s POV"Silver," I whispered softly, my voice trembling with urgency. "I need your help. Lucas is in danger, and I don't know how to save him. Please, guide me."For a moment, there was silence, and I feared that my plea had gone unanswered. But then, a deep and resonant voice echoed in my mind, filled with a sense of purpose."Ariana," the voice said, "I have been waiting for this moment. I am ready to take control and show them our true power."I gasped as I realized that the wolf within me, Silver, was responding to my call. It was eager to help, to take control of my body and use its power to save Lucas.I hesitated for only a moment, understanding the risks involved. But there was no other choice. "Alright, Silver," I said, my voice filled with determination. "Take control. Help Lucas."As I surrendered control to my wolf, I felt a surge of power unlike anything I had ever experienced before. My blood seemed to boil in my veins, and a searing pain shot through my forehead.
Ariana’s POV"Estella!" I called out, my voice filled with hope as I recognized her.But there was no response. Estella's eyes were empty, devoid of recognition or emotion. She moved towards us like a puppet on strings, her body tense and ready to attack. My joy quickly turned to dread."Estella, it's me! It's Ariana!" I pleaded, desperate for some sign that she recognized me.But there was no mercy in her eyes. She lunged at us, and I had no choice but to defend myself. My instincts as a wolf kicked in, and I fought back, fending off Estella's attacks while trying to keep Seraphina safe on my back.The battle raged on, and it soon became clear that the Black Moon Clan's wolf people were closing in on us as well. We were outnumbered and surrounded, and the odds were stacked against us. The moon hung high in the night sky, casting an eerie glow on the chaotic scene.Lucas, always the brave and selfless one, turned to me with a serious expression. "Ariana, I'll draw away the Black Moon
Ariana’s POVAs the tension reached its peak, Rennes whistled, and a horde of Black Moon Clan werewolves, all affected by the wolf's venom, closed in on us. The cell became a chaotic battleground as Lucas transformed into a massive red wolf to defend us, outnumbered ten to one.I, too, called upon my magic, the energy within me surging as I defended against and attacked our enemies. My powers crackled in the air as I conjured protective barriers and sent bolts of energy toward the encroaching werewolves. My primary concern was keeping Seraphina safe, and I would do whatever it took to ensure her survival.The battle was fierce and unrelenting. Lucas's red wolf form was a formidable force, his powerful jaws and razor-sharp claws tearing through the ranks of Black Moon Clan werewolves. But they kept coming, their relentless attacks testing his strength and endurance.Seraphina, her fury undiminished by Rennes's betrayal, fought with a ferocity that was awe-inspiring. She unleashed her w