NORA POV
I 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
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
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
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
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
Griffin Her questions were becoming annoying. I wished I could just ignore it. That perhaps you hope to earn her gratitude. Her affection." Kathryn's voice was gentle but firm. "If so, you should know it's unlikely. She loves Carlos, whatever problems they may have." "I'm not a fool," I snapped, then immediately regretted my tone. "I know she loves him. I'm not doing this to win her over." "Then why?" I stared at the floor, struggling to articulate what drove me. "Because I failed her once before. I won't make that mistake again." Kathryn seemed satisfied with this answer. "Very well. I'll need time to prepare properly." I rose to leave, but paused at the door. "Kathryn... thank you." She shook her head. "Don't thank me yet. This may kill you more quickly than the sorceress's curse. Plus, I'm not assuring you that it is going to work." "At least it will be my choice," I said quietly. "For once." As I left the room, I felt the hunger gnawing at me again, stronger
GRIFFIN POVI felt it the moment it happened—a pulse of energy so distinct it nearly knocked me off my feet. I steadied myself against a tree, drawing in a sharp breath as recognition dawned.Nora had connected with her wolf.After all these years, after everything that had happened. She had found Reika again. Although it was a good thing, the implications were staggering—and terrifying. Those hungry powerful beings probably felt it too and their quest for Nora's blood would intensify. "Damn it," I muttered, pushing away from the tree and striding toward the pack house. Elder Silvarum needed to know immediately. Carlos too, though I doubted he'd take the news well.I'd barely made it halfway across the grounds when the first wave of pain hit. It started as a burning in my chest, then spread outward like wildfire through my veins. I stumbled, falling to my knees as my vision blurred."Griffin."The voice echoed in my mind, sickeningly familiar. The sorceress. My mistress. My curse."
NORA POVThe next one week flew by very peacefully. More peaceful than I ever expected. "Focus, Nora," Kathryn instructed, circling me as I struggled to maintain the small flame hovering above my palm. "You're letting your wolf nature interfere again."I gritted my teeth. "I don't have a wolf nature. That's the problem."Kathryn exchanged a glance with Elara, that same look they always shared when they thought I wasn't paying attention. It was infuriating."Your lycan blood is still part of you," she said carefully. "Even if you do not have a wolf. She looked down, busying herself with arranging crystals on the floor around me. I'd touched a nerve, I was sure of it."Whatever the case," Kathryn continued smoothly, "you need to separate your magical energy from your lycan energy. They conflict with each other."I'd been trying for days without success. The moment I called forth fire or water, I felt a resistance within me, as if something was fighting against the magic. My head would
NORA POVI woke with a gasp, my body jerking upright so violently that my kids nearly fell off the edge of the bed where they had been sitting.Silence stretched in the room for a long while. My kids hugged me, excited to finally have me back. After a while, Carlos came to sit beside me. "Nora!" His hands were on me instantly, checking for wounds that were no longer there. "Thank the Moon Goddess. You're awake."My head spun as memories flooded back —the attack in the forest, the children screaming, claws tearing into my flesh. I should be dead. By all rights, I should be dead.Carlos handed me a glass of cold water. "You need this." As I gulped the cool liquid, my eyes caught sight of something across the room a small form lying motionless on the floor, surrounded by my aunt. Blood pooled beneath her.The mute girl. "What happened?" I demanded, pushing the glass away. "Why is she bleeding?"Carlos followed my gaze, his expression grim. "She saved you. Took your wounds somehow."I
CARLOS POVMy heart stopped as I burst into the clearing. The scene before me was worse than anything I'd imagined.Nora lay in a growing pool of blood, surrounded by seven hooded figures. Their forms seemed to waver between solid and smoke, power radiating off them in waves that made my wolf recoil. Ancient beings. Powerful. Deadly."Get away from her!" I roared, my voice breaking with desperation.One of them turned slowly, revealing a face that wasn't quite human— eagyes too large, skin too pale. When it smiled, its teeth were needle-sharp."The mate arrives," it said, voice like breaking glass. "Just in time to watch her die."Rage exploded through me. I didn't care if they could kill me with a thought. I wouldn't let Nora die while I stood by. I charged forward, shifting mid-stride, claws extending as I leapt toward the nearest figure.I was still trying to think about my next move. I was confused about everything, and what step to take forward. But I was certain about one thing.
Carlos POVI moved towards my office window, and saw Griffin walking away from the pack house. I watched Griffin's retreating back, fighting the urge to slam him against the nearest wall. His arrogance was infuriating, but I needed to keep a level head. This wasn't about my personal dislike for the man—it was about protecting Nora and our pack.As soon as he disappeared around the corner, I pulled out my phone and called Elder Silvarum. I needed to speak with him personally. The message I sent to him was not even enough. The phone barely rang once before he answered."Carlos," his gravelly voice came through the line. "I've been expecting your call.""You always are," I said, a warm smile playing on my face despite the circumstances. "I need your counsel. It's about Griffin.""I know that already." I could hear the rustling of papers on his end. "You mentioned him in your letter."I moved to my table, keeping my voice low. "He's in love with Nora. I can use that, turn him against th
THIRD POVThe attack came at dawn, when the mist still clung to the ground and visibility was poor. Not with armies or weapons, but with whispers.The guards patrolling the pack borders heard them first—soft, melodic voices calling their names, luring them into the tree line. Two guards disappeared before the others raised the alarm.By mid-morning, the pack house was in lockdown. Carlos had doubled the guard, positioning his strongest fighters at every entrance. No one entered or left without his direct approval."We do not understand what happened. We just heard whispers, and some of the guards were already gone without trace," one of the guards reported to Carlos. Carlos's jaw tightened. "They're testing our defenses, looking for weaknesses.""But who are 'they'? We've seen nothing, no tracks, no scents."The pack was beginning to panic. They spent time trying to figure out what was going on and how to stop whatever danger was lurking. Carlos was more worried than everyone else.
THIRD POVGriffin leaned against the wall outside the dining hall, waiting. He'd been strategically positioning himself in Nora's path for days now, trying to catch a moment alone with her. He had become a regular face at the pack house. No one bothered themselves with his presence that much anymore. When she finally emerged, he straightened."Nora," he called, his voice softer than usual. "Can we talk?"She glanced his way, her expression hardening instantly. Without a word, she turned in the opposite direction."Please," Griffin said, catching up to her in a few long strides. "Just five minutes.""I have nothing to say to you," Nora replied coldly, quickening her pace.Griffin reached for her arm but stopped himself before making contact. "You've been acting cold towards me for no reason. If it's something I did wrong, then don't you think we should talk about it instead? Nora scoffed. "Talk about it?" She asked. "Why do you even think you did anything wring? I mean, no one has a
THIRD POVGriffin moved stealthily through the west wing of the house, keeping to the shadows. Three days of careful observation had finally paid off—he now knew the identities of at least four of the sorceress's spies embedded within Nora's pack. Most of them were unimportant, and I had not decided what to do with the knowledge yet. But the main spy, the one coordinating it all, remained elusive. It was more difficult to find out who it was. The sorceress and the main spy were being too careful with their interactions, so it was more difficult to find out. "Damn it," Griffin muttered, ducking into an alcove as footsteps approached. He'd been so close to discovering who was reporting directly to the sorceress, the puppet master controlling the others.As the footsteps faded, Griffin slipped out again, heading toward the garden where he could think without interruption. His head throbbed with the effort of keeping up appearances, pretending loyalty to the sorceress while secretly wor