ZAYLENThe next day, as I approached Edgar’s manor, the air was thick with the heady scent of pine and damp earth. The Calyz pack’s territory was lush and dense, a far cry from the rugged landscapes I was expecting. My heart thudded in my chest, a rhythmic reminder to stay calm. I had to remind myself that this was just another conversation, albeit with a snobby Alpha who thought far too highly of himself.The guards at the entrance eyed me with suspicion, their eyes narrowing as I walked past them. I gave them a nod, trying to appear nonchalant, even though my insides felt like they were tied in knots.“Zaylen,” Edgar greeted me as I entered. He was lounging on a large, ornate chair that looked like it had been plucked straight from some medieval castle. His tone was laced with condescension, his eyes scanning me as if I were something he’d scraped off his boot. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”“Edgar,” I replied, forcing a smile. “I wanted to check in, see how things are going for
ZAYLENI stayed quiet, trying to keep my blood from boiling as the whispers swirled around the room. Liana sat beside me, her face a mask of concern and frustration.“What happened?” she asked softly, leaning closer. “Why didn’t you negotiate with Edgar?”“What he asked for was unreasonable,” I replied, my voice tight with barely contained anger.“You should have given it to him, no matter how unreasonable. You know how messy it can get,” she insisted, her eyes pleading.“Let it be messy,” I said, my jaw clenched. There was no point in her knowing what that bastard asked for.“Zaylen, you can’t be serious,” she whispered urgently.“I know what I’m doing, Liana,” I responded, my tone more confident than I felt.“Hey—” she began, but I cleared my throat, cutting her off.“Hello, everybody,” I said, raising my voice to address the room. “We are here to discuss the finalization of marriage between werewolves who aren’t mates—”One of the elders, Elder Matthias, interrupted, his gaze sharp
ZAYLENI took a deep breath, my hands resting on the conference table. The room was filled with murmurs and uneasy glances, the air thick with tension. Ryan's voice boomed through the room. "What are you people doing, humiliating my son like this?" His presence was commanding, his voice dripping with authority and disdain.Everyone stood up, their faces pale with fear. Even after all these years, Ryan still had that effect on people. He had been a terror to the pack, a force to be reckoned with, and his sudden appearance now only added to the chaos."You are such a pushover, Zaylen," he scolded, his eyes boring into mine. "Why are you letting them spew such nonsense?"I felt a wave of confusion crash over me as he came to stand beside me. What the hell was he doing here? People began to crowd around him, bombarding him with questions. "How are you, Ryan?”“Are you good?” “When did you wake up from the coma?"“The coma took such a toll on you. You are almost all bones!”“But still,
ZAYLENIt all clicked into place. Of course, it would be Liana who would do this for me. She had always been my rock, my anchor in the storm. The realization filled me with an overwhelming sense of gratitude and love for her.Ryan looked at me, his expression softer than I had ever seen it. "Your Luna, she is a good woman. She reached out to me, told me what was happening. I couldn't just stay away after that."I took a deep breath, my emotions swirling. "Liana... She did this?"Ryan nodded. "Yes. She cares about you, Zaylen. She wanted to make sure you were okay."A lump formed in my throat, the weight of Liana's love and support hitting me hard. I felt a deep sense of gratitude for her, knowing she would go to such lengths to protect me.Ryan's voice broke through my thoughts. "Zaylen, I want to apologize. Sincerely. For everything. I know I wasn't a good father or leader. And I'm sorry. I won't be back again. I've cleared everything up, as I should have long ago."I looked at him,
LIANAA few days later, the entire pack was abuzz with the news. Jordan and Sara had just announced their wedding, and the commotion it stirred was palpable. I could hear the murmurs and whispers as I walked through the pack house, the tension almost tangible in the air.I made my way to the common area, where a large group had gathered. Jordan stood beside Sara, his arm protectively around her waist, as they faced the curious and, at times, judgmental eyes of our pack members."Are you serious, Jordan?" one of the elders, Sophia, spoke up, her tone incredulous. "You, the Beta, marrying a non-mate? Even with the new law, it's... unprecedented."Jordan squared his shoulders, his jaw set with determination. "Yes, Sophia, I am serious. Sara and I love each other. The law was changed to reflect the freedom of choice, and we're choosing each other."Sara looked around nervously, her eyes meeting mine for a brief moment. I gave her a reassuring smile, hoping to convey my support."But Jor
LIANAAs the workday came to a close, I gathered my things, my thoughts drifting to Zaylen. The stress of the day still clung to me, but I knew just seeing him would lighten my mood. I made my way to his office, my footsteps echoing in the quiet hallway.When I reached his door, I peeked my head in quietly, not wanting to disturb him if he was deep in thought. His chair was turned away from me, and I could see him engrossed in his work, his broad shoulders tense with concentration. A mischievous idea sparked in my mind, and I couldn't help but smile.I tiptoed into the room, careful to keep my movements silent. As I got closer, I held my breath, ready to surprise him. Just as I reached him, he suddenly spun his chair around, catching me off guard. I lost my balance and ended up falling right into his lap with a surprised yelp.Zaylen's arms wrapped around me instinctively, pulling me close. His eyes sparkled with amusement, a smirk playing on his lips. "Caught you," he teased, hi
LIANAI paced around my living room, my mind still reeling from what I had overheard at the office. A secret society? Agents? The words kept echoing in my head, a mystery begging to be unraveled. I couldn't shake the feeling that this was important, that it was something we needed to know about.I pulled out my phone, scrolling through my contacts until I found Jordan's number. He was Beta of the pack, and if anyone knew about the ins and outs of our world, it would be him. With a deep breath, I hit the call button.After a few rings, he picked up. "Liana, what's up?""Hey, Jordan," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I wanted to ask you something.""Sure, shoot."I took a deep breath. "Is there anyone in the pack, or maybe in the werewolf community, who keeps tabs on... everything going on? Like, someone who monitors all the weird stuff, secret organizations, that kind of thing?"There was a pause on the other end of the line, and when Jordan spoke again, his tone was cautiou
LIANAZaylen's hand tightened around my waist, his expression questioning as he looked between Ricky and me. I could feel his tension; his protective instincts had kicked in."What's going on here?" Zaylen asked, his voice tight with concern.I turned to him with a reassuring smile. "Nothing, uh…"Ricky chimed in smoothly, "Just flirting with a lady I thought was single, but apparently not. My bad."He winked subtly at me, and I gave him a thankful smile, silently urging him to play along. Zaylen didn't need to know the details of why I was really here.Otherwise, it would go like usual where Zaylen would forbid me and I wouldn’t listen to him and then, we would get into a heated argument. I looked up at Zaylen, his gaze searching mine with concern etched on his features. His hand still rested protectively on my waist as he leaned in slightly, his voice low and serious."Why did you come here tonight, Liana?" he asked, his eyes probing.I met his gaze steadily, a small smile playing