Nora's POVInstead of the pain to come as I had expected, I felt nothing. The dagger which I had been holding onto had been flung from my hand, causing me to snap my eyes open. The person that appeared in front of me made me stagger backwards with my lips parted and with a shocked expression on my face. For a moment, the world seemed to have gone still as I stared at the people in front of me. Back at the forest, Karen had died in my hands and then Carlos' whimper made me run to his side only for him to breathe his last almost immediately. Taking in a deep breath, I pushed my hand into my hair, trying to speak but I couldn't find my voice. “What is going on here?” I asked, alternating my gaze from Elder Silvarum to Carlos with a relieved look on my face but at the same time I was curious and shocked. Not saying a word to me, Elder Silvarum tightened his grip on Carlos who was standing next to him. Ignoring my curious mind, I ran to meet with Carlos with a bright smile on my fac
Reader's POV With the Ancient Clan now destroyed, peace and calm returned to the packs. It had been two months since the war and ever since then, Nora had been living like every other wolf, not having any of her past memories. The only thing she remembered was that she was in love with Carlos, the son of the Alpha, nothing after that. Living with her foster parents who she still believed were her biological parents, she found her footing once more as she began to bond with them and those that were around her as she lived her normal life. “Nora!” Her mother has called. “I'm coming, please hold on.” She yelled back at her and when she finished the task she was working on, she rushed to join her. “I'm sorry, I had to tidy up.” She said, rubbing her hand on her forehead. Smiling lovingly at her, her mother held her cheek with a hand while using the other to trace the outline of her jaw. “I wish you were still like before, I have missed that strong part of you that g
FIVE YEARS LATER The sound of light tapping on the intricately designed table swept across the gloomy pack hall. It wasn't just the sound, but an incredibly powerful aura that seemed to suppress the fearful growls of the wolves around.The man tapping on the table looked up, his mask covering half of his face. He stood up and walked towards the center of the dimly lit hall, his piercing eyes scanning the gathering of werewolves. The air was thick with tension, the only sound was the soft hum of enchantments that prevented eavesdropping. The wolves let out fearful whimpers as they drew away.The masked man chuckled lightly, his eyes fixed on a particular wolf. The gaze seemed to pierce this particular wolf.Then with a deep voice, he asked. “ What's the update from the spies?" A buffy wolf, the one the masked man was looking at, took two strides closer to him before turning into his human form as sounds of bones breaking and painful growls rented the air. With a deep bow and a hand
The splitting headache made Nora grunt in pain. The headaches were becoming more frequent for the past three months. Not only that, even the dreams were starting to get real.The wolf that kept calling out to her in her dreams was just too real. And powerful. Five years had passed since the battle, and Nora was living a quiet life in Eagle Pack. She worked as a librarian, surrounded by dusty books and whispered conversations. Ruling next to Carlos as the Luna of the Eagle Pack gave her immense joy, not to talk of her kids whom she doted on. Finally, she had the life she wished for…Or so she thought…Her days blended together in a haze of routine, but her nights were a different story. Nora's dreams were a jumbled mix of images and emotions, but one was constant. It was the wolf. A majestic creature with piercing yellow eyes and fur as white as snow. The wolf would pad through Nora's dreams, its presence both comforting and unsettling.Who was the wolf, and why did it haunt her d
NORA POVI woke up with a start, my eyes searching all around. I was already in my bedroom with my hands clasped tightly. I tried to recall what happened. The last thing I remembered was being with Carlos in the library and then…“ Arghh!” I let out, biting my lips tightly to hold back the raving pain.The splitting headaches had returned, stronger this time. These headaches didn't seem normal. Biting back the pain and discomfort, I clawed at the sheets with my body trembling. I could taste and feel the huge droplets of sweat trickling down my spine.As much as I tried, I couldn't stop the pain hitting me once again. This time, it hurt like hell!I wish I could make it stop. I was on the verge of losing it. The hand clasping mine held it even more tightly. As if afraid to lose me. His scent hit my already messed up head and somehow, I seem to want m
CARLOS POVI watched Nora sleeping, her face finally peaceful after hours of restless tossing. The moonlight streamed through our bedroom window, casting silver shadows across her features. Even after five years, I still found myself marveling at her beauty, at the strength she carried within her—even if she no longer remembered it.Her agonising scream shook my heart. The headaches were becoming worse. And her inquisitive too. I could hardly avoid her piercing questions and gaze. Just like now.Her episode earlier had shaken me. The one at the library had my heart on the edge. I was afraid of her recalling it all, again. Yet, the name she'd spoken—Karen—sent ice through my veins. She was starting to remember, and that terrified me.Alongside her questions.I quickly found an excuse of calling the healer, as distraction. Yet, she wasn't ready to give up. I
CARLOSI caught the scent of blood on the wind before I even reached the border. The acrid smell of fear mingled with the metallic tang of freshly spilled blood triggered every fighting spirit in me as I steadied towards the borders. I pushed myself harder, sprinting through the trees toward the sounds of battle.When I finally broke through the tree line, chaos greeted me. My border warriors were locked in fierce combat with at least twenty rogues who had somehow managed to breach our first line of defense. Bodies—both my pack members and rogues—already littered the ground."Alpha Carlos!" shouted Devin, one of my guards, as he knocked down a rogue. "They came out of nowhere, in formation!"I shifted immediately, bones cracking and reforming as my wolf took over. The familiar rush of power surged through me as I lunged into battle, taking down the nearest rogue with a singl
CARLOSI jolted awake, instinctively reaching for the arrow wound in my shoulder. My fingers found only smooth, unbroken skin. Confused, I sat up quickly, bracing for pain that never came. No wound, no burning poison, nothing—as if the attack had never happened.The sun had shifted position; I'd been unconscious for at least an hour. My gaze immediately sought and found the girl, who sat a few feet away, her back against a moss-covered tree. She looked even worse than before—pale as death, her makeshift bandage soaked through with blood, her breathing shallow."You healed me," I said, my voice rough from disuse. It wasn't a question.She looked up slowly, those strange amber eyes finding mine. Despite her weakened state, there was something fierce in her gaze, something ancient and wild that called to my wolf.I moved closer, examining her more carefully. She was youn
Carlos POVI lay awake, staring at the ceiling of our bedroom as Nora slept beside me. Her breathing had finally steadied, but the memory of what had happened earlier still haunted me."Karen... Karen, please..." she had murmured, her voice desperately pleading.I had been drifting off when her voice cut through the darkness. At first, I thought she was talking to me, but as my mind cleared, I realized she was still asleep. Her face was tense, brows furrowed as if in pain or concentration.That name again. Karen.It wasn't the first time I'd heard it on her lips during sleep. For weeks now, this Karen had been appearing in Nora's dreams. Each time, I said nothing, hoping it was going to stop. I stood there, watching Nora sleep, her chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. But my mind was elsewhere, replayed on the words she had whispered in her sleep severally."Karen..." The name had slipped out so softly, yet it had struck me like a thunderclap. I hadn't reacted then, didn
CARLOS POVI decided to see Elder Silvarum and King George concerning Nora's condition. "The dreams are becoming more vivid," I explained, watching Elder Silvarum's ancient face remain impassive. "She's seeing things, calling Karen in her sleep." I talked about Nora's dreams for a while, trying not to forget any important part of her dreams. I told them about how strange she had been acting recently. King George leaned forward, his massive frame dwarfing the ornate chair beneath him. "Could it be a coincidence?"Elder Silvarum shook his head. "There are no coincidences with matters of prophecy." His eyes were fixed on me. "Continue watching her, Carlos. Document everything. Keep an eye on her, and make sure to relate every new development with me."I nodded, though questions still burned within me. Before I could voice them, something shifted in the air around me. A cold sensation gripped my chest, squeezing until breathing became difficult. Fear—raw and instinctual—flooded my se
Griffin POV My body went rigid. What I saw couldn't be real. Nora, vulnerable Nora grabbed the rogue wolf by the scruff with bare hands and flung him away like a rag or paper. The beast yelped, crashing into a tree trunk with a sickening crack. The remaining rogues circled her, fangs raised, claw sharp, but hesitation now clear in their movements. Nora stood, blood dripping from her torn sleeve, but she didn't seem to notice. Her lips pulled back in a snarl that looked wrong on her human face. Then she lunged at the closest wolf. Her movements weren't human. She twisted with impossible speed, ducking under snapping jaws and driving her fist into the rogue's ribs. Bones crunched. The wolf howled. I wondered what was going on. My eyes and mouth remained wise open in amazement. She grabbed another by the throat, fingers digging into fur until blood seeped between them. The wolf thrashed, claws raking her arms, but Nora didn't flinch. She squeezed until something gave way with a w
GRIFFIN POV The vision of Nora in danger appeared in my mind. Without a second thought, I stripped off my clothes and shifted into my wolf form. Bones cracked and reshaped, fur bursting through my skin as I dropped to all fours. May the moon goddess, protect her. Keep her safe until I get there. I prayed fervently. Kael trailed behind me. I bolted for the door of my hideout, claws scraping against wood. The moment I leaped onto the porch, a familiar scent stopped me cold. I immediately stopped, my heart racing in my chest. 'Dang it!' I cursed within me. The sorceress blocked my path, her dark eyes flashing with fury. She was breathing heavily, and it was not because she was tired or exhausted. It was because she was angry with me. "Where do you think you're going?" she snarled. "You're going against our agreement, Griffin." I growled, hackles rising. No time for this. I shifted back to human form, not caring about my nakedness. "Nora is in danger," I said, grabbing p
NORA'S POV I signed the last document and placed it in the completed pile with a satisfied sigh. Two days of handling pack duties while Carlos visited the Lycan Kingdom had left me exhausted but proud. I glanced at the clock—6:30 PM. My husband would return tomorrow, and I'd managed to keep everything running smoothly with my brother's help."Still working?" Justin leaned against the doorframe of the Alpha's office, arms crossed.I rubbed my tired eyes. "Just finished, actually. Who knew being Alpha's wife meant drowning in paperwork when he's gone?""That's why I'm happy being just the Beta," Justin grinned. "All the respect, half the paperwork.""Liar. I've seen your desk." I stood and stretched my stiff muscles. "Any word from Carlos?"Justin shook his head. "Not since this morning. The meeting with King George is probably running long.""Politics," I muttered. "I need some fresh air after being cooped up all day."
Nora POVI woke up feeling strange. Someone had been talking to me in my dream, calling out my name. I remembered letting out a powerful growl as if I had a wolf, but I couldn't tell if it was real or just another dream.I sat up in bed, my heart racing, sweat dampening my nightgown. The room was still dark, pre-dawn light barely filtering through the curtains. I pressed my palms to my eyes, trying to clear the fog from my mind."Not again," I whispered to myself.These dreams were becoming more frequent, more vivid. Each night, fragments of a past I couldn't fully recall visited me, leaving me disoriented when I woke.A soft knock at the door interrupted my thoughts."Come in," I called, quickly composing myself.Elara, my maid, entered with a tray of tea. "Good morning, my lady. I brought you coffee." I smiled and nodded. There was this concerned look on her face as she stared at me.
GRIFFIN POVI paced the floor of my small room in the sorcerer's house, the wooden boards creaking beneath my boots. The unease crawling up my spine wouldn't let me rest."Would you stop that? You're giving me a headache," Kael said from where he lounged in the corner.I shot him a glare. Unlike me, Kael had chosen to serve the sorcerer willingly. A mercenary with a taste for magic and mayhem, he had become my reluctant ally over the past months. Not a friend I didn't trust him enough for that. but useful."Something doesn't feel right," I muttered. "The sorcerer's been too quiet."Kael shrugged. "Maybe she trusts you're doing your job."I snorted. "She doesn't trust anyone.""Fair point." Kael stood and stretched. "So what's the real problem?"I hesitated, then decided to take the risk. "I need you to meet with the spy."Kael's eyebrows shot up. "The one in Nora's pack? Why?""Because I can't.
GRIFFIN POVI stared at my reflection in the mirror. My face had healed from the burns I'd suffered during the war, though faint scars remained as permanent reminders. I traced a finger along the longest scar that ran from my temple to my jaw."Admiring yourself again?" The sorcerer's voice cut through the silence like a knife.I dropped my hand and turned. She stood in the doorway, her tall figure casting a long shadow across the floor."Just checking if your magic is still working," I replied dryly. "Wouldn't want your pet project looking damaged."The sorcerer smiled, but it was an obvious forced smile. "Pet project? You should be grateful. Most wouldn't have survived those burns.""Most wouldn't have been bound to someone else's life force either," I countered.She stepped into the room, her long robes flowing against the floor. "Speaking of which, how are you feeling? Any discomfort?"I knew what she was as
GRIFFIN POVI sat in my dark study, the only light coming from a small lamp on my desk. Shadows danced on the walls as I flipped through reports detailing the latest records from financial recents transactions. I expected good news today. I had dispatched some of my best men—skilled fighters and tacticians who rarely failed to...A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts."Enter," I commanded.Kael stepped jn. Even in the dim light, I could still recognise his face."Well?" I asked, setting down the papers.Kael cleared his throat. "Sir, we... we couldn't penetrate the Carlos Pack borders."My fingers stilled on the desk. "What did you say?""Our men were intercepted. Most didn't make it back."I rose from my chair slowly, my movements deliberate. "You mean to tell me that thir