~ Harper’s POV ~
Natalie, who happens to be my Luna at the moment, had just screamed that she had found his mate. This could have happened at a better time because, by the looks of it, my Luna had just found out that her mate was a part of the rogues who had been targeting our pack for months. These rogues have harmed innocent people and massacred innocent children.
With my luck, the very leader of the rogue pack would be Natalie's mate, the one with those huge bulky, and muscular arms. I could imagine her distress. Her mate was now looking at her when she was already mated to an alpha. Moreover, it was no secret that Natalie had also given birth to my son. That bit of information was surely going to cause problems in her future with her mate.
I'm sure she knew she would face several complications when she first knew that she had conceived all those months ago. I'm pretty sure she must have been mentally preparing herself for this situation but there is a vast difference between preparing yourself for a situation and living it. I could practically feel the anxiety and nervousness raging inside her, thanks to the alpha-Luna bond we shared.
I tilted my head slightly to look at her to see if she was alright. I respected the fact that regardless of her inner turmoil, she looked calm. I respected that. I just hoped this meeting would get over without any more hitches.
I desperately wanted to know who her mate was because the identity of her mate affected me too. Even though Natalie had somehow come between me and Zara, I wanted her to be happy and the most happiness a wolf can experience is with his/her mate. If Natalie wanted to be with her mate, I hoped that he would give her an honest chance before rejecting her after judging her condition.
I didn't have the heart to question Natalie who her mate was at the moment. I didn't want to add in on her inner battle of emotions but that didn't mean that I wasn't curious. I casually looked at the ten rogues who had come for the hostage exchange to look for any discernable clues, something that could tell me in the right direction. They all held carefully blank expressions which irritated me to no end.
The huge guy, who I had correctly assumed to be the leader of the rogue pack, spoke up," I am glad you decided to accept my offer of holding a truce meeting."
My mind was still reeling with the revelation of Natalie's mate that it took a few seconds to realize what he was saying. "I'm guessing that Aaron must be very important to you. All this time, you have been on the offense and attacked us without remorse. But when I captured Aaron, you were willing to give up your upper hand and offer a truce meeting."
His face softened. "He is my brother. I'm sure you would do the same for your sister."
I nodded in assent. There were very few people in life who I would do anything for, Zara included, for whom I was standing here, talking to my enemy. "Where is Zara? I want to see her first."
"And I want to see my brother first," he stated and he knew that I would do anything as long as Zara was safe in my arms. I turned around and nodded to Ethan to get Aaron out of the transport car. Ethan glared at me and I knew that he wanted to stand up against me because I was willingly letting the rogues lead this meeting.
It wouldn't help at all if an argument broke out between me and Ethan at this moment. It would show unease in the command chain and the pack couldn't afford to show any kind of weakness in front of the rogues. Even though Ethan was a rogue, he was a temporary member of the pack and he was expected to uphold the rules and ethics of the pack. I willed Ethan to stand down and let me handle this situation. Just when I thought that he was going to disobey me, he turned around and walked towards the transport van.
Before starting our ride towards the southern border of the pack, I had personally seen to it that Aaron be bound in heavy chains laced in wolfsbane, which chafed at his joints every time he moved. It gave a sickening pleasure to know that he was hurting. On top of his bindings, his face was covered with a black bag. All the five warriors who had accompanied me jumped out of the van one by one and stood behind me, while Ethan manhandled a very beaten Aaron into the clearing where all the rogues could see that he was alive.
Ethan pulled Aaron with him and released him beside me. Aaron stumbled and fell to his knees with a groan. I looked at the rogue leader to look at his reactions but to his credit, the man looked like he had been set in stone. He had an almost casual expression on his face as if his brothers' humiliation meant nothing to him.
"This is your brother. Now, I want to see Zara."
"You need to lift that black bag over his head. We need to make sure it is Aaron,” the girl spoke up. I regarded the small girl for a few seconds. No one from the rogues disputed her request so I nodded to Ethan to pull off the black bag over Aaron's head. Ethan followed my command and I turned to look at the rogues again. I knew Aaron's face wasn't a pretty sight but again, to the rogues' credits, neither of them showed any emotion. The only emotion I could observe was the slight widening of the girls' eyes.
I had no idea how I hadn't seen it before, but it was clear to me now. This big brute who was the leader of the rogues, this small girl, the only girl who had accompanied the rogues, and Aaron were siblings. There were many similarities in their facial structures and demeanors. This realization made me wonder even more. Why were these three siblings targeting my pack? What personal grudge did they hold against my pack that they were willing to endanger each other's lives over it?
I shook my head. Whatever their reasons, they weren't important right now. The only thing important right now was to make sure that Zara was safe. "Now I want to see Zara."
The rogue leader smirked at me then and gestured to one of the rogues to get Zara out of the car. I waited with bated breath as the rogue walked towards the car and opened the door. He pulled Zara out of the car and I tensed because it wasn't Zara he had pulled out of the car.
The rogue had pulled out a kid who was scared out of his wits and pulled him into the clearing. I recognized the kid because I had seen him running with the young wolves across the back yard and the trickery of the whole truce meeting dawned on me. My gaze landed on the leader of the rogue pack and although his expression hadn't changed, there was a gleam of victory behind his eyes because he knew that he had bested me.
"That's not Zara," Samantha glared at the rogues.
"No, that's no Zara but this boy is a pack member and your alpha must protect him, which means that your alpha is supposed to do the right thing and rescue this little kid. He will have to exchange my brother for this little kid, even though you were all hoping to rescue Zara, your alpha's true mate." The rogue leader smirked and I felt my wolf rage inside me.
"You were supposed to bring Zara." Samantha raged and Aiden put a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"I never said I was bringing Zara to be exchanged as a hostage. All of you just assumed it. I never mentioned Zara in the note I sent to your alpha, I just sent a picture of her bound to a chair to give you all the motivation to come here and give me back my brother."
Ethan snarled viciously at the rogues and shifted into his wolf. He growled at the rogues and just before he charged at the rogues, the leader spoke up again. "Be careful, rogue. Understand that right now you are with this pack and the alpha will be answerable for your actions. The law states that there should be no violence during a truce meeting and I think we both know the ramifications of breaking the rules; the pack dissolves. And all the alphas around will make sure the red lakes pack dissolves."
Ethan growled back at these words but I knew that even he knew the truth to this statement. I was glad that he stood down and I looked back at the rogues again. "I think we should go ahead with the exchange of the hostages," I spoke up and saw Natalie gape at me.
All this time, I had been standing mute because I was reeling from the number of surprises I had received in a short amount of time. First, Natalie's mate and then the absence of Zara in this situation, when the reason I was willing to meet with these rogues was to rescue Zara and make sure she was safe. But as I regarded the situation, I knew that I would have to go through with the hostage exchange and I would not even get the chance to rip their throats out after that.
I knew that I couldn't just ignore that this little kid got caught in the crossfire. He was part of the pack and was under my protection and I had to do right by him. "We are here for the exchange of hostages, after all. Isn't it?"
If the rogue leader was surprised by my statement, he didn't show it. Instead, he just nodded and motioned his lackey to pick up the boy. I motioned for one of the warriors to force Aaron on his feet. The warrior complied and I could hear the painful groans of Aaron as he moved. His pain didn't give me an ounce of pleasure right now.
I watched as the boy started walking towards us while Aaron walked towards the rogues. Midway, the little boy started running toward me and I picked him up in a hug. The little kid hugged me with all his might and I knew that I had made the right decision.
I watched as the girl hugged Aaron and led him toward one of the cars. One by one, the rogues turned around and walked towards the cars. I remained rooted to the spot as I watched the rogues depart in victory.
"Harper, in another universe, I would have done the same thing for you, brother." With that ominous statement, he got into the car and drove away.
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 godde
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
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