I opened my eyes and faintly registered that I had been drugged. I had expected to be bound to the same chair when I opened my eyes. Even when I was drugged, my subconscious had been extremely curious about the time the rogue leader, Damon had roughly manhandled me and thrust me in a car no matter how much I struggled. I could still somehow hear the noise of fighting, of wolves growling and sniping at each other, and the moans and groans of those in pain.
When I opened my eyes, I didn't see an abysmal room and I wasn't tied to a chair, unable to move and unable to speak. Instead, when I opened my eyes, I noticed that I was barefoot and the extremely soft grass tickled my feet. I distinctly remember wearing my shoes when I had been drugged, so why wasn't I wearing my shoes right now? I noticed the huge moon and the silent waterfall in the distance. The backdrop had an ethereal feel and as I neared the edge of the cliff, I realized that I was in the same place where I met the moon goddess.
I hadn't experienced any of the usual emotions I usually feel whenever I met the goddess. My head hurt as I forced my brain to recall if I did feel the abnormal sensation of falling and floating, but I couldn't remember feeling anything like that. If I didn't feel anything, then what did it mean?
I stood at the spot where the goddess used to stand, her back to the cliff and it was such a strange feeling because this was the first time, I had come this close to the drop of the cliff. Usually, I woke up somewhere in the woods and had to walk there to meet the goddess. Why was it so different this time?
"There's nothing different this time, so you can stop your overthinking," the smooth and lilting voice of the goddess from behind me made me turn around. She stood in all her white glory and her calm and serene expression which always irritated me. "Before you ask me why you are here, I want to tell you something. Rather, I want to show you something."
"Show me something?" I asked dubiously. Whenever I asked any questions from the goddess, she effectively evaded all questions and whatever questions she did answer, she dished out confusing answers and talked in riddles. So, for her to summon me to this dreamland and offer to show me something, alarmed me in more ways than one.
"A while ago, you wanted to know exactly what happened between Natalie and Harper the night they conceived Mason. Do you still want to know that?" The goddess asked me and I nearly stopped breathing right then. Of course, I wanted to know what had happened between Harper and Natalie. Their explanation sounded so vague and had so many loopholes that I didn't know what to believe. I had asked this question to the goddess back when I was living with my sister and she had refused to answer it by saying that I wasn't ready to know about it. What had changed? Why was she telling me this now? Rather, why was she showing me this now?
"Why are you telling me this now?" I questioned her, wary that she may have some ulterior motives.
"I'm showing you what happened between them because you are ready now. You are ready to know the truth about them." I had no idea what she meant when she said that 'I was ready'. As long as she was ready to show me what happened, I was ready to not ask questions and begin the journey.
"How do you plan to show it to me? What should I do?"
"You only need to close your eyes. I will do the rest," the goddess calmly stated and for a second. She was going to show me a recap of one of the turning points of my life, which led me to leave Harper, while Natalie had her baby who would be the future alpha of the pack. This exact point had changed so many lives, of all the pack members, mine, Harper's, Natalie's and so many more people. Yet, she was so calm. As if the truth didn't matter. Sometimes, I didn't know what to think or how to act in front of the goddess. The werewolves worshipped her and I wondered what if all of them would still worship her if they had been in my place because she had manipulated my life, brought me into this supernatural world, refused to give me any answers, and made me feel like a worthless messenger between her and the wolves.
Nonetheless, my curiosity to know won over my indignation and I closed my eyes. I had expected to feel something substantial, something that could tell me that when I opened my eyes everything would be different. Nothing happened and a few seconds passed before I heard the voice of the moon goddess inside my head telling me to open my eyes.
I opened my eyes and found myself in a dimly lit room which I instantly recognized as Harper's. A simple lamp placed near the bed provided the only illumination but I didn't need much to confirm that it was indeed Harper's room. Immediately, the door to the ensuite washroom opened and Harper walked out wearing nothing but a towel. He had his clothes in his hands, which strongly smelled of beer. The room immediately filled with the horrid stench of liquor but Harper didn't seem to mind.
I didn't exactly know what was happening but I hoped that I was somehow watching everything that had happened during the party when Natalie and Harper had had sex. I faintly recalled how Natalie and Samantha had asked me to a party and I had refused because I was still reeling from the effects of Harper's birthday party, where I had seen him make-out with some girl on the balcony.
My gaze traveled to the clock perched on the nightstand and noticed that it was nearly 7 o'clock which meant that the party would soon start. Harper didn't look in any hurry to dress up though. He dumped the clothes into a bag and went to lie down on the bed. I watched him as time rolled. I heard the sound of people entering the packhouse and the music starting. Soon the bass of the loud music traveled up to the alpha's quarters, making the ground vibrate.
If I had been on some other floor of the packhouse, I would have been able to listen to the sounds of different people stumbling in and out of the rooms. My gaze stayed fixed on Harper, who still hadn't moved from the bed and I nearly groaned from the inactivity.
I didn't have to wait long though because the next second the door to Harper's room flew open and Amanda walked in. Harper must have known Amanda was coming to his room before she even opened the door but he showed no sign of acknowledgment towards her and I watched as Amanda walked towards Harper and climbed on the bed beside him.
Somehow before it had even happened, I knew that I should look away. I knew that before Harper accepted me as his mate, he had a very active sex life, but I had no desire to witness it with my own eyes. Bile rose in my throat as Amanda climbed atop him and he didn't stop her. I closed my eyes when Amanda moaned and I peeked at them to see Harper's hands roaming all over Amanda's body. Oh, God! Even though I knew that it had happened several months ago, I couldn't stomach the sight of Harper making out with someone else.
Just when I was about to please the goddess to let me out of here, the door burst open and a very Natalie stood in the doorway. Both Harper and Amanda looked extremely surprised at being interrupted and I gaped as Natalie stored inside the room and pulled Amanda off of Harper. Amanda stumbled off the bed and shrieked in surprise.
Harper had been stunned till this point but snarled at Natalie as she pulled Amanda out of the room and closed the door behind her. I had never seen Natalie like this. She looked ready to spew hellfire at everyone and I could see she was fighting with her wolf who immediately wanted to submit to her alpha. Her eyes flashed the color of her wolf's and Harper growled at the disrespect at Natalie's hands.
"What is the matter with you?" Natalie threw herself at Harper and I watched as she slapped him as hard as she could. Harper's head whipped to the side because of the sheer force of the slap. Harper's eyes blazed with hatred and before he could open his mouth to say something. "How can you just reject your mate and sleep with every other girl?"
Harper clenched his jaw in irritation and stepped back from Natalie. "You don't know what you're talking about."
Natalie snorted in derision. "What makes you say that I don't know? I know that you know that she's my best friend. I have seen the way you look at her when you think nobody's looking. I know you want her. Why did you reject her? Is it because she is human? Does the alpha have some doubts about her ability to lead the pack because she is a human I can personally vouch for her. She can be a very good luna. She is strong and the goddess thinks she is perfect for you."
"You don't know what you're talking about. What's done is done, Natalie. I rejected her. There's no going back."
"You don't understand, do you? I'm here to tell you that you can still get her back. She's not eighteen yet." Natalie implored harper and I watched as Harper's eyes lit up in hope. Then suddenly, his expression grew somber and he shook his head as if to ward off the optimism in his head.
"What happens when we need to have an heir for the pack, Natalie? What happens then, hun?" Harper taunted Natalie but I could hear a glimmer of desperation in his tone. A part of him was hoping that Natalie could give him a solution but he slumped on the bed. Natalie walked towards him, grasped his shoulders, and shook him.
"Think about it when the time comes, Harper. You are losing precious time with your mate. If you don't think to win her over before her birthday, she will be lost to you forever."
One second everything seemed normal then everything stopped. My eyes immediately flew to the clock on the nightstand to find that it had stopped too. A blue light flashed in the mirror in the corner of the room and as soon as the light vanished, I saw Natalie bend down and capture Harper's lips.
I gasped and closed my eyes. When I opened them next, I was in the same spot I always am whenever I visit the goddess. I looked around and found the moon goddess perched gracefully on the boulder. She tilted her head and regarded me with a solemn stare. "I thought that was the perfect time to bring you back. I didn't think you'd want to watch the rest of it."
That was true. I had felt bile rise in my throat when I had watched Amanda and Harper kissing. I would've probably dry-heaved in Harper's room and added to the horrible smell of liquor. "What happened? I don't understand. One second Natalie was urging Harper to reconcile with me and then, she was kissing Harper."
"Do you remember the flash of blue light in Harper's room? Did you notice that time had momentarily stopped?" I nodded at the questions. "That was because of my father, Zara."
"Your father?" I gaped. What did the goddess' father have to do with me, Harper, and Natalie? It all made sense when I recalled the story the goddess had told me several weeks ago about how the werewolves had come into existence and how her father hated her and everything she created. "Oh my god!"
"They didn't know what they were doing. Everything they did, they did under the influence of a god who was determined to outsmart his daughter. You have merely become collateral damage to him."
Anger burned inside me like hot lava. "But they could have told me that they had had sex, right? Even though they were under the influence of your father, they knew what they were doing."
"Barely. They didn't know what they were doing. Their bodies were following commands which did not come from their brains. I'm sure my father found it a very sickening plot to have your best friend impregnated by your mate. The moment they left the room the next morning, they forgot what had happened between them and that's why they didn't tell you about it. Natalie remembered what had happened only when she took a pregnancy test and it came out positive. It was the first time that she realized what she had done but she was so confused that she approached Harper so that she could confirm everything. The moment Natalie confronted Harper; he began to remember what they had done months ago in the form of vivid flashes."
I opened my mouth to say something several times but nothing came out. It all sounded like a mythological novel and I could hardly believe that it was my life. "It was the day of Aiden's birthday party. The possibility that he had impregnated your best friend behind your back kept I'm from marking you that night, even though that was all his wolf wanted. If he had marked you, you would not have been able to walk away from him. He knew that if he didn't mark you, you could walk away from him because he had no reasonable explanation to give you. So, he chose to take a risk and didn't mark you because he didn't want to manipulate you and deceive you into a relationship that would hurt your soul. He was ready to let you go in that moment and chose not to mark you."
My mind was reeling from the information the goddess was giving me. She could have told me all of this before. Why didn't she?
"I started to come in your dreams when I realized that my father had breached the laws of the gods and interfered directly in the mortal world. I didn't want to rob you of your ability to choose and make decisions, so I visited you in your dreams and helped you forget your path."
"You knew. You knew before I and Harper got together that Natalie was pregnant. Why didn't you tell me this?" I gasped, my head ready to burst from all the information that the goddess had given me today.
"I showed you this today, Zara because you had finally decided what you wanted to do. If I had shown you everything before, your opinion would have been biased and you would have always wondered about your true feelings about Harper." I opened my mouth to say something but couldn't find the words today. I wanted to thank the goddess, something I never thought I would do before. Her face softened as she watched different emotions on my face. "Thank me later. Right now, I need you to go."
With that, I closed my eyes and I knew I was back to the land of the living before I even opened my eyes because I could feel my hands and legs were bound to a chair.
I blinked rapidly, still reeling from the dream and the revelations of it. I clenched and unclenched my bound hands to get some feeling in them. I gasped when I felt the tight bindings chafe my wrists. This was the first time I had opened my eyes since I was roughly manhandled and thrust into a truck amid severe chaos, and was drugged which had put me in a lull. I was in a new room and it was so dark I was hardly able to look at the wall before me. The room looked empty and for once, I was glad that I didn't have any company because I had too much on my mind and I wouldn't have been able to entertain anyone in such a state. My stomach growled and the sound echoed in the room and I was glad when a door behind me opened and spilled light into the room. I grew antsy as the person who had entered my room came into my view and was immediately giddy when I saw that it was Addison and she was carrying some food for me. I smiled brightly at her but frowned when she just put the tray on my l
~ Harper’s POV ~All of us stood frozen in place and watched as the cars drove away from us. What the hell just happened? I would have been reeling after this meeting because it had not gone as I had expected. All of this was to free Zara and make her safe, in exchange for Aaron. Now, Aaron was free and I was clutching the hand of a terrified boy who was my responsibility because I was his alpha. The reason why all of us were unable to utter any word was that the rogue had called me his 'brother'. Was this supposed to be metaphorical or was something used to taunt me? I was sure everyone wanted answers to these questions and I turned around to find everyone's eyes fixed on me, watching my every move, waiting for me to do something. There was nothing to be done. I wanted answers and there was only one place I could get them. My wolf had not yet recuperated from the attack of wolfsbane but even he was too restless to care about the side effects of the poison right now. I called on him
~ Harper’s POV ~My ears were ringing and my head was pounding with the revelations made by my father. I could see from my mother's stony face that she had had no idea that my father had had another family out there somewhere. He had hidden this fact from us for so long as if it were inconsequential and wouldn't matter to us. Moreover, he had discarded this small family because he didn't want to risk his life with his mate, something which would happen anyway. I had no idea what my mom would do now but I would support her without any second thoughts because doing something other than that was out of the question. Zara had been with Ethan in front of my eyes and it burned my very soul to see her with him. It took every ounce of self-control I had to reel my wolf and not let him tear Ethan into pieces. The thought of Zara having babies with someone else was imaginable for me. The ironic hypocrisy of the fact that I had a baby with Natalie, who was going to be the next alpha wasn't lost
I had no idea what to say. It all seemed unreal. How had Addison out of all people helped me get out of the clutches of the rogues? Of course, I had known that I would soon get away from the rogues and come back home safely, but I had imagined Harper and Ethan rescuing me. Why did she help me in the first place?I turned to look at Addison to know the answer to the very question when the doors of the pack house opened and I looked at Natalie and Samantha standing on the threshold, their eyes slowly taking me in, making sure that I was unharmed and safe. Then their eyes landed on Addison beside me and I noticed the slight stiffening of Samantha's shoulders. Aaron, who happened to be Addison's brother was the reason why Aiden had been fighting for his life, and best to my knowledge, he was still in the hospital regaining his strength. It must have gutted him to stay away from the battle between the pack warriors and the rogues. Natalie had adopted a blank mask over her face and I knew
~ Harper’s POV ~I growled low and raced towards Damon as he stood over Ethan's corpse like some vindicated hero. Some things were so hard to believe and Ethan being dead was one of them. Ethan was dead, I repeated the three words in my head as I lunged at Damon and he escaped my attacks by ducking at the last minute. My mind was boggled. It was stunting and I found it hard to believe that the corpse a few feet away was standing alive a few minutes ago. Ethan had howled to the pack members and had declared victory over Aaron. How had he been defeated by Damon? It seemed so unbelievable. I was facing difficulty in accepting the simple face. I had no idea how Zara was going to accept her dear friend was dead.Damon growled viciously at me, murder in his eyes, while I probably looked dazed and a bit uncentred. I had no idea that Ethan's death would me to lose my footing or act as if I were in a dizzy stupor. My wolf had taken over from me in my momentary lack of control and was now batt
I was looking down on Ethan's dead body and I could feel a hollowness inside trying to split me apart. My brain couldn't process the fact that I wouldn't ever hear him talk again, he wouldn't be protecting me anymore. It was only a few days ago that I had talked to him and I didn't even get to say goodbye. I couldn't even remember the last thing that I said to him and all I wanted to right now was cry my eyes out. I couldn't seem to grasp the whole reality even though some part of my brain acknowledged what had happened. I felt my legs shake and I knew I was going to hit the ground very soon but before I could race myself for impact, strong arms took hold of me and I instantly realized that Harper's scent invaded my senses. Even though I knew that I had suffered a terrible loss, I couldn't exactly comprehend the magnitude of the situation. My brain was still processing and processing but my body was reeling from the emotional trauma and slowly becoming numb. I was sure that if Harper
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
~ 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
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