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 POVAfter we got to the pack, I decided to visit Nora as soon as possible. The warning that Elder Silvarum gave me after Nora's wolf was suppressed kept replaying in my mind like a broken record."When a wolf is suppressed unnaturally, Alpha, there are consequences," Elder Silvarum had told me, his ancient eyes boring into mine. "Especially in one with her... lineage. Watch her closely. She shouldn't encounter that which she had."I took swift strides towards my office, weighing my options carefully. The wooden floorboards creaked beneath my heavy steps as I moved back and forth, my mind racing with the fear that I had tried to suppress since the ritual.A gentle breeze carried the scents of the pack—familiar and comforting—but did nothing to ease the tension gripping my shoulders.Something else was bothering me. The little girl. The fact that she might be tha
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
CARLOS POVThe only thing I could think of was to take my chances with the Witch girl. I bared my fangs as I got ready to attack the mute girl. My muscles tensed, ready to spring forward. I didn't want to hurt her—she had saved my life in the forest—but Nora was suffering. I had no choice.But before I could even make that attemot to move, someone beat me to it. A powerful force swept across us like an invisible wave. The mute girl's eyes rolled back in her head and she collapsed to the ground, unconscious.I whipped around to see who had attacked and breathed out in relief when I saw Elder Silvarum standing there, his hand still raised from casting whatever spell he'd just used. His hair blew in the wind, his ancient eyes focused and intense."Elder," I gasped, still holding Nora's trembling body in my arms.Elder Silvarum walked toward us with surprising speed for h
CARLOS POVI was shocked when I heard the voice. Justin and I turned around at the same time and there she was – the mute girl. But something was different about her. Her eyes... they were glowing, exactly like Nora's eyes when she's about to shift into her wolf.The girl seemed to have her eyes fixed on Nora. She was more focused on Nora than any other person."How is this possible?" Justin whispered beside me.I didn't have time to answer because we both turned back to look at Nora. What we saw made my blood run cold.Nora's eyes had changed too. They weren't the normal color of her eyes. They were also glowing just like the little girl's eyes were glowing. My heart sank, and my mouth immediately went wide open in shock.What the hell was going on?Who was this girl and why does she have the same glow in he
NORA'S POVI let Justin lead us out of the Salutary. The children were walking behind us with my maid. I was getting tired of all these secrets. These men think they can just keep me in the dark about everything. Not anymore.If they thought I was a fool, I was done being a fool. I was tired of their games and whatever they were hiding from me. Images of the little girl flashed in my head. I could not take it off ny thoughts.When we got outside, I turned to my maid and said, "Take the children back to the palace. I need to speak with Justin alone.""Yes, Luna," she replied with a quick bow. She gathered the children who looked confused but didn't argue."But mom, I wanted to—" little Zoey started."Not now, sweetie. Go with her, home. I'll see you all for dinner," I said, forcing a smile.I waited until they wer
NORA POVAfter I woke up, I decided to get ready to visit the library. There had to be more information about not having a wolf. The emptiness inside me where my wolf should have been felt like an open wound, and I needed answers.I sat up in bed, pushing away the strange dreams that had plagued my sleep—whispers in a language I almost understood, shadows that seemed to call my name. Shaking my head to clear it, I rang the small bell by my bedside.Minutes later, my maid Emma entered with a respectful curtsy. " Luna. How did you sleep?""Well enough," I lied, not wanting to worry her with tales of my restless night. "I would like to get dressed. I am planning to visit the library.""Of course, Luna." Emma moved to the wardrobe, selecting a simple blue dress that would be comfortable for a day of reading. "Will you be needing anything else?""No, that sh
CARLOS POVAfter we got to the pack, I decided to visit Nora as soon as possible. The warning that Elder Silvarum gave me after Nora's wolf was suppressed kept replaying in my mind like a broken record."When a wolf is suppressed unnaturally, Alpha, there are consequences," Elder Silvarum had told me, his ancient eyes boring into mine. "Especially in one with her... lineage. Watch her closely. She shouldn't encounter that which she had."I took swift strides towards my office, weighing my options carefully. The wooden floorboards creaked beneath my heavy steps as I moved back and forth, my mind racing with the fear that I had tried to suppress since the ritual.A gentle breeze carried the scents of the pack—familiar and comforting—but did nothing to ease the tension gripping my shoulders.Something else was bothering me. The little girl. The fact that she might be tha
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