~ Harper’s POV ~
I checked out my red polo shirt, paired with black jeans and black combat boots. I had dressed somewhat similarly to Aiden's birthday party, which felt like a really long time ago.
So much has changed since then. I had dressed up that day, as cringe-worthy as those sounds, for Zara because I knew exactly how I needed to dress up to turn her on. I loved how she made moony eyes at me whenever I was dressed up like this but her favorite color on me was black.
Now, I was getting dressed up for the celebratory party for my sister's birth. I honestly never thought I would be a big brother ever, and I was sure neither did my parents. Katelyn was a miracle bestowed upon us by the moon goddess and I was forever thankful to her for that.
Then, I was madly in love with Zara. At least, that hasn't changed yet and I didn't think it could ever change. She was with me then but she wasn't with me now.
Now I had a very pregnant baby mama, a newly mated best friend and beta couple, an amazing baby sister, and a somewhat lost wolf.
I took a deep breath to get rid of my thoughts. They have been depressing me more and more now.
I sighed at my reflection in the mirror, turned around, and walked out of my room. Katelyn was with our parents right now so I didn't have to worry about getting her dressed up for the party. My mom has been eager to be with her since she was back from the hospital a few hours ago.
I walked down the stairs and out of the pack house to enter the pack grounds, where I usually had warrior’s practice. Right now, the whole ground was decorated in simple white colors to thank the moon goddess for the gift that was Katelyn.
The whole pack was gathered to celebrate and enjoy with each other. This was a welcome distraction from the all-time panic state amongst the pack because of the rogues.
Everyone smiled and greeted me as I walked past them and I politely replied to them. I made my way to the drinks table to keep my hands occupied and after choosing a light alcoholic drink, I set out to find my friends.
I found Aiden and Samantha in the corner of the playground talking and sharing a private moment. I didn't want to interrupt them so I turned my back around to come face to face with Natalie.
Nat was dressed in a yellow flowy dress but even that couldn't hide her pregnant belly. She had a soft smile on her face when she met my eyes. "I want to have what they have," she stated, pointedly looking at my best friend and his mate behind my mate.
I turned my head slightly to look at them and turned my gaze back to her. "Who doesn't?"
"True. I bet you miss your mate." She inquired.
"Every minute of every day," I confessed and watched as the pack members applauded at the entry of my parents.
"God knows I miss my friend." She whispered; her words lost in the clapping of more than a hundred people.
My gaze fixated on my parents who slowly got up on the stage. Katelyn was in my mother's arms and was dressed in a cute white frock with a white hairband.
"Hello everyone! Thank you for joining my family and me in celebrating the birth of our beautiful daughter, who we named Katelyn Rose Cain." My father's voice boomed and everyone howled and clapped in appreciation and congratulations. "I won't keep you long with me. I want you all to mingle tonight and thank the goddess for the miracle in our arms."
With that, they slowly climbed down the stage and pack members surrounded them to personally congratulate the alpha couple. I held back and watched as Dad handed Katelyn over to mom to shake hands with one of the oldest members of the pack.
It was fine one second and the next it was all chaos. Wolves of all sizes and colors bounded out from the woods. Panic surged in the crowd as everyone realized that the rogues were attacking us.
Many of our warriors had shifted and had started battling the rogues already. It took me a moment to regain my senses and I turned to my right to look at Natalie who was still in shock with everything that was happening.
Without a word, I grabbed her hand and screamed at her, "Come with me!"
People were screaming and I frantically moved my gaze around to the spot where I had last seen my mom and Katelyn. My mom was still pretty much injured and wouldn't be able to fight back if someone attacked her.
"Do you trust me?" I screamed at Natalie who looked like a deer caught in headlights. She wordlessly nodded and I tugged her arm in the direction of the safe house, hoping to find mom and Katelyn on the way.
Warriors were trying to fight off the rogues but it was clear that we were outnumbered. I saw a rogue coming at me from the corner of my eyes and I put Natalie behind me to save her from the harsh impact of a fully frown wolf.
Out of nowhere, a huge white wolf crashed into the rogue and tore off a huge part of its neck. Dad! The rogue died instantly and the wolf's eyes met mine.
Find your mom and sister!
Dad mind linked me and I nodded before he killed another rogue that was going to attack and bite his leg.Me and Natalie ran in the direction of the safehouse, which was a few meters away from the pack house. Everyone who couldn't fight in the pack, older wolves, children, and pregnant women knew where the safe house was and followed the protocol of reaching there.
I helped Natalie ward off rogues and we made it to the safe house in a few minutes. The entry of the house was only privy to pack members and I watched Natalie's back as she entered the passcode. The door buzzed open and she entered with me right behind her.
The safe house looked like a shelter for a nuclear attack and was capable of holding several hundred people at once. I gazed around at all of the people wondering and checking to see if my mom and sister had made it before me.
I found my mom sitting in the back, huddled with the pregnant and indisposed women of the pack. A bleeding woman lay at her feet and she was trying her best to make sure that this woman had a safe journey heaven-ward to the mood goddess. I spotted Katelyn in the arms of the pack omega and breathed a sigh of relief when I found out both of them were safe.
I gestured for Natalie to come and sit beside my mom while I checked up on Katelyn who was bawling her eyes out. I quickly took her from the Omega's arms and hugged her tightly. I smiled gently at the old woman and thanked her quietly. The familiarity of my scent considerably calmed Katelyn down and I handed her back to the Omega.
I moved my eyes around and spotted a lot of injured lack members and it pained me to see them hurt and bleeding. I knew I couldn't stay with them right now, so I quickly got out of the safe house from another exit, which would lead me to the back of the pack house.
I ran and changed into my white wolf and joined the raging battle that was still going on in the pack grounds. It was a blood bath, there was no easy way to describe it.
There was blood everywhere and several dead wolves lay, their bodies mangled beyond repair.
I attacked a huge bronze wolf who was going to attack Aiden's brown wolf from behind. He turned around just in time which took me by surprise. He snapped his snout in my face and I prevented being bitten by crashing into his body. He growled at my face and I lunged at his leg, biting away a huge piece of muscle. The wolf whimpered and staggered on his feet. I growled again and jumped at him. I bit his neck and applied enough pressure to subdue him. He fell to the ground and I huffed in disgust as I noticed my white fur coated in blood.
I tackled a few rogue wolves and helped my pack warriors to overpower the rogues which were dwindling by the second. By the look of it, we were winning this battle. As far I could see, there were more of us standing and fighting than there were rogues.
Suddenly, a wolf howled somewhere in the woods and the rogues started retreating. Did this mean that whoever was the rogue leader had stayed back while he sent his minions to fight his own battles? Coward!
I growled as I saw the rogues running away into the woods, with their tails tucked in between their legs.
I looked at my father making his way to me, still in his wolf form. I walked towards him, my adrenaline high wearing off. I was already dreading about doing the casualty count.
These rogues had caught us by surprise when they ambushed us at a celebration. Did they know there was going to be a party which would ensure the presence of everyone at the same place or was this attack just a coincidence?
I looked around at the bodies around me and then at my father. His wolf looked tired and in pain because of all the lives we had lost today. Our eyes met and I bowed at him to show how sorry I was.
Dad's gaze softened and before he could take another step towards me, an arrow flew from the woods and lodged deep into my father's neck. Blood sprayed like a fountain and I watched in shock as the white wolf fell to the ground in front of me, blood gushing from his neck.
~ Harper’s POV ~A sharp pain was slicing my hear and my wolf whimpered as he took in the blood-soaked body of our dad, with an arrow lodged in the junction of his neck and shoulder.I didn't want to imagine the kind of pain my mom must be feeling right now, considering mates could feel each other's pain. I clenched my eyes for a second to dissolve the world around me. I didn't want panic to overwhelm me, I needed to be in my wits because I would rather die than make my mom mate less and leave my newborn sister without a father.Gathering my wits, I quickly shifted back into my human form. I covered the remaining distance between me and my father's wolf and crouched down to take a look at me.My wolf whimpered again as I saw the condition of his wolf and I clenched my fists to stop from having a breakdown. Pack protocol stated that immediately after every attack, the non-wounded men and women would look after the wounded wolves left on the battlefield. So, I knew there would still be
It has been two weeks since I saw the moon goddess in my sleep and told me that she told me that the sacred race of white wolves was going to finally end, that the reproductive problems they were having with their mates were a result of a carefully put-together plan of slowing them down. It has also been two weeks since I have analyzed and over-analyzed everything she had told me. She had indirectly told me that Harper getting Natalie pregnant was part of a bigger plan, something which I wouldn't be able to comprehend. But instead of satisfying me, she had just left me with more questions. Honestly, I wasn't even surprised at this point. She always did that and it didn't matter to her that I found it frustrating or confusing.I just wanted to what Harper getting pregnant meant. Was she just a means to an end? Was she just acting as a surrogate so the pack could have an alpha after Harper, so the alpha line could continue? Or was she much more than that?Did Harper have sex with her
"His name is Harper," I whispered, my eyes glued to the roof of the gym. My clothes were wet from the heavy workout session and were sticking to my skin. It was very uncomfortable and my nerves were somewhat frazzled because of our make-out session a few minutes ago. "What?" Ethan enquired, turning his head to look at me.I felt his eyes boring into the side of my skull but I didn't have the strength to look into Ethan's eyes and tell him something I ought to have told him a long time ago.Silence enveloped us and I fought the tension inside my body. Was it right to talk about Harper? How much should I tell him? Should I tell him that my mate is the white wolf? If I told him everything, would it also change the way he saw me?"Harper is your mate." He confirmed and I nodded, still not turning to look at him."Our relationship has always been rocky from the start. I think it was bound to fail." I sadly chuckled, missing Harper and Sharing the feeling of missing him at the same time."
Ethan's words kept rolling in my head every time my brain was free to actively think about something. I was going crazy about all the arguments I was having with myself in my head.It had been two days since I had told Ethan the selective truth about Harper while lying on a gym mat. Not the best of places, but still, it was better than nothing. These past two days I have been busy writing am essay which was due to be submitted today. Granted the teacher had assigned this essay three weeks ago but I had just gotten around to doing it. All this drama had started affecting my academic life and I hated it. I had always kept my grades up because I knew it was one of the many ways, I could be independent and take care of myself in the way I wanted to do. I have always had ambitions and boy trouble was the last thing I would let get into the way of that. I had already shifted schools mid-year; I wasn't about to ignore my studies.It was time I set my priorities straight and the number one
~ Harper’s POV ~It has been two days since the attack and these two days have been a living hell for me. Seven more gravely wounded pack members succumbed to their injuries in these last few days, which totaled the death count to 40. I had no idea if there would be more because many of the wounded were still teetering on the edge and fighting for life.40 lives were taken and I had to supervise the organization of 40 funerals. Trust me, it isn't fun!There has always been a set of protocols for a mass funeral in the packs. All the members don't get buried; all the dead don't get treated the same way. Like they were different while they were alive, they are treated differently when they are dead.The infants below the age of one year are completely burnt on a funeral pyre. This is done to make them be one with nature again. Fire easily disintegrates their small bodies and the elements are quickly mixed with the environment, mixed in the cycle of nature.All the wolves ranging from yea
The dream with the moon goddess only strengthened my resolve to call Harper. So, when I woke up, got fresh, I came good on my promise.I won't sugarcoat it. The decision was so hard. I practically sat on my clean bed, with my phone in my hand, doubting my decision and wondering about the potential consequences of this phone call. This could end either way. I could get my heart broken again or not, but I knew I would feel miserable. Whatever way our conversation went. So, after all the overthinking and overstressing, I just decided to get it over with. I turned my phone on and dialed Harper's phone, which I had blocked a few months ago. I was on the verge of hyperventilating and I kept wanting to cut the call while it was still dialing. I didn't know what was Harper doing right then, what if it was something important and he couldn't pick up the call? Half the time, I wished it would keep ringing and go to voicemail so I wouldn't have to talk to him. I wanted to talk to him. I want
I had broken up with Harper. It sounded so simple. The words themselves sounded so simple but only I knew how much weight they carried and how I felt the realization of the fact breaking my heart. I lay on my bed, sobbing as my shoulders shook. It was so damn hard to believe that everything was over just like that. All the struggle that we had been through to come together, all the chances I had taken with myself to decide to love him, it had all come to nothing. Nothing but pain and heartbreak. It was depressing and gut-wrenching to know that we were done, that I was done with him. I had heard and read so many times that love was never enough and that love doesn't always conquer anything and everything but this was probably the first time I was coming in turns with the sayings.It would have been easier if I could just make my feelings for Harper go away. Like maybe a snap of fingers or something. It would be so much easier than to be a heap of crying mess on my bed. I didn't know
"What did you just say?" Ethan asked, and I immediately grew pensive. I didn't trust the moon goddess at all. What if she told me a term that was some kind of taboo in the werewolf world and made me ask Ethan, who in turn would kill me and bury my body because I offended him and his werewolf code of living?What, it could be possible? As Murphy's law states, what can happen will happen. So, my fears weren't too farfetched, were they?The next moment, Ethan was sitting in front of me, thanks to his werewolf speed. It startled me and made me jump in the air I was surprised.Before I could reprimand him, he spoke, "Zara, what did you just say?""I asked what the term Batair meant but it's a touchy subject." In the few months that I had been here, I had learned that if I so much said one wrong word, it would send Ethan crawling back to his apartment and then ignoring me for weeks. I had no idea if what I was asking him was one such subject though, I guess I would have to take my chances.
Bonus Chapter: Natalie's POVI knew something was wrong when I didn't get my period for two months. I never had a smooth cycle so I wasn't troubled when they didn't happen the first time but their absence in the second consecutive month got me worried. My body had undergone certain changes I knew weren't normal and I was worrying myself to death, thinking about some kind of deadly disease that would kill me in a few months. Even though I knew that my immunity system was way better than a normal human's, I couldn't help but entertain such thoughts. I didn't tell anyone of my concerns as I didn't want anyone to worry because of my baseless concerns. Nonetheless, I booked the first possible appointment with the pack gynaecologist. I had prepared myself for everything, a tumour in my ovary, internal hemorrhaging of my uterus that would result in an immediate hysterectomy, or even breast cancer which would again lead to a complete mammectomy. But as I sat in front of the doctor and she ex
Bonus Chapter: Ethan's POVWhen you grow up as a werewolf, all you ever hear is the word 'mate', because people around you can't stop talking about them. Some elders talk about mates with a dazed but happy look in their eyes and you can easily tell how much they love their mates. When young people talked to mates, you could practically feel their longing and the love they had for their mates. When teenagers talk about mates, you can feel their desperation to find their mates and be one with them. Rejections in my pack were extremely rare and every werewolf lived happily ever after with their fated mates. There were no doubts, no questions asked because your mate could be the exact fit of your soul, your second half, and the one who you are supposed to live as long as you live. Growing up and watching my parents and pack members, this is all I had watched and learned, that a mate was for you to love, hold and protect till the end of your days. When you're brought up like that, the ide
EPILOGUE 3: HARPER'S POV (TEN YEARS LATER)It was three years ago when Mason was first teased by a classmate about the unusual arrangement of his parents. I had always known that as he was growing up, he became especially attuned to the fact that the way his family lived wasn't exactly normal by usual standards. There were so many unusual factors that they were bound to seem different to him and I wasn't exactly prepared for how Mason was coping with how different his family seemed to be from any other family in the pack. As the future alpha, it was essential to be a part of the pack because other people were often intimidated by the power you had and by the power you would have in the future. My father always taught me to be a part of the pack but always remember that you could never essentially be a part of the pack. And this is exactly what I had taught Mason to do; I had asked him to play with all the other wolf kids but always remember that in the future, he will be responsible
Epilogue 2: Zara's POVI could feel everyone's eyes on me, which instantly made me nervous. I hated feeling this way but I wasn't sure I could help it. I hated being the centre of attention and walking down an aisle and standing in front of all the pack members to take part in the Luna ceremony was exactly that, being the centre of attention. Harper had told me that since I was the true luna of the pack, the ceremony would be a little different and I wasn't sure how that would affect me as I hadn't exactly attended Natalie's ceremony. I weakly smiled at all the pack members assembled in the pack grounds and started walking down the aisle towards the raised stage at the front of the pack. I was barefoot to pay homage to the natural aspect of the pack and to respect the raw nature of the wolves. The grass was soft beneath my feet and I immediately compared the softness to the grass in the spirit world where I used to meet the moon goddess. Harper had instructed me to not look around an
Epilogue: Zara's POVA blush immediately coated my cheeks as I slowly woke up from my deep slumber. The bed felt too cosy and I couldn't help but snuggle against Harper's body. His amazing body heat and the tingles that danced all over my skin whenever we touched made me let out a deep, sleepy moan. I felt Harper stir beside me and felt his arm settle on my bare hip, eliciting a heady warmth to settle deep in my belly. His thumb gently caressed my hip bone and I moved closer to him, determined to have as much skin contact as possible and leave no space between us. Harper's scent surrounded me, which brought an involuntary sleepy smile to my face. Even with my eyes closed, I could picture Harper's slightly upturned nose as he slept. It was too hard to resist his adorable expressions so most of the time, I didn't even try. My head rested on his shoulder and my face settled in the crook of his neck. Without needing to open my eyes, I leaned forward and planted an open-mouthed kiss on Ha
I thought about it for so many months, because the act of being marked by Harper seemed final. It felt like a full stop and in a way, it was final, an end. I knew the meaning of being marked even before I had decided to go away when I had learned of Natalie's pregnancy. I had asked him to mark me so many months ago and he had refused. It seemed so long ago, Aiden's birthday party when he found out that Samantha was his mate. So much has happened since then, things that have made me value the most precious things in life, let go of grudges, and the importance of relationships. After all, I have been through, I believe I have grown as a person. Not just me either, I know that all of us, Harper, Natalie, Samantha, and Aiden have grown up and matured in a way that most eighteen-year-olds don't. Well, Natalie is nineteen years old and so is Harper, as of today. So, I want to stress the fact that the decision to mate with Harper wasn't a light one even though I know most people wouldn't s
I think what the moon goddess said somehow helped me get over Ethan's death. I was still wrung and grieving about him for weeks, don't get me wrong but thinking about how must be at peace somehow made it easy to bear his loss. If I were to believe the goddess' words, Ethan wasn't happy in his life and was lost because he had no apparent purpose. I like to think that he got the release he so desperately wanted and needed. Even after knowing all this, I still couldn't cope with the fact that I won't be seeing him every day. He had been my source of comfort and strength for so long, he was someone I could lean on. He had begun to understand me in ways I'd never thought possible. And his absence felt left like a big void and I wasn't sure I could fill it. I didn't know if it was possible to fill it. When Harper told me that Ethan wouldn't be getting a funeral like the pack members because he was a rogue, I had been so infuriated. I knew that what Harper was saying was a part of who he w
~ Harper’s POV~"You do realize that to break the bond between us, either one of us will have to complete the mating process and mark our mates," I remarked and watched as Natalie nodded her head in acknowledgment. We had just gotten back after performing the final rites of the pack warriors who had lost their lives from the battle with the rogues. Needless to say, we needed some time to regain our bearings before we mingled with the rest of the world. I had done it before when my father was fighting for his life and I still found it jarring to my being, to perform the final rites of the werewolves who lose their lives. I couldn't imagine how Natalie must be feeling as it was her first time dealing with this ceremony. And hopefully, the last time. "I know," she said and we didn't speak for a few moments. I sincerely hoped that it would get easier with time, performing this ritual. It certainly hurt more when I knew that the pack members were paying for the mistakes my father committe
When I came to my senses, I immediately knew that Harper wasn't in the bed with me. I had lost consciousness when I was engulfed in his body heat, with his arms wrapped around me. The loss of his presence was so pronounced that I didn't want to open my eyes. It felt like he was the only reason I wasn't emotionally breaking down right now. A very big part of me wanted to be near him right now and the fact that he wasn't here with me disappointed me a lot. Even in my dreams, I had expected him to be here with me, helping me get over my loss. I wanted to never open my eyes and I was glad the room was shrouded in darkness. My neck prickled in awareness and I became aware of someone sitting in the room and even though, the threat of the rogues was over, I suddenly felt unsafe. "I know you are awake, Zara." I recognized that voice and the fear immediately abated. I opened my eyes and got up in a seating position. I leaned against the headboard and regarded the figure of the soft figure of