Vienna's POV: The effect of the bond was instant, as I felt an electrifying pulse travel from the tips of my fingers to the pit of my stomach. My knees buckled, like I might collapse from the intensity of this moment. But before I could fall back, Fynn’s arm tightened around my waist, holding me steady. Kai finally broke the kiss, his dark eyes glowing. Still gasping for air, I turned to face Fynn. For a moment, he looked like he wasn't expecting me to turn around to face him, and he asked hesitantly, “Vienna, are you sure…? You can–” “Yes!”I cut him off, my heart thundering as I raised on my tiptoes to press my lips against his. His lips met mine, and the bond flared to life again, consuming me from head to toe.Behind me, I could feel Kai’s presence, his chest pressed against my back as if he couldn’t bear to be far from me.‘Oh Moon Goddess, please tell me I'm making the right decision…’Praying silently, I closed my eyes, leaning into the kiss with everything I had. Whe
Vienna's POV: “Or else it won't be my fault, whatever happens to you, in the rage I am already carrying because of this disgrace of my daughter–”“Dad, please…” My voice trembled as I tried to find my voice. No matter what he did or said to me, Lola was innocent and he couldn't vent his frustration there. “Don’t take your anger out on her. She’s just speaking as my friend—” “Shut up!” My father snapped, the words hitting me smack, like a whip. “You ill mannered girl. How dare you tell me what to do? Especially after what you have done, and the disgrace you have already called on the family… rubbing the colour of shame on my face. Don't you dare to utter a single word out of your mouth, let alone trying to teach me what is right and what is wrong!” My lips clamped shut, as he whispered with his teeth clenched tightly. “I am warning you, I don’t care whether you live or die. Do you hear me? I’ll disown you and throw you out of this pack right now if you don’t do as I say. So,
Vienna's POV:It was in a haze of pain, heartbreak, anger and tears that I managed to drag myself to my room, and plopped into my bed as my mind screamed for relief. And this morning, my eyes opened with the strange feeling of my body broken to bits, while my breaths were still resuming their regular schedule as if nothing had changed. Something was digging into my arm… a photo frame containing a picture of my mother– the only physical photo of her that I had left, which was still cradled in my arms. I guess I must have reached for it at some time during the night, but despite my wishes, another cursed morning had knocked at the door; and the day wasn't going to wait for me to be ready before barging in. With a resigned sigh, I shuffled to the bathroom, the water running too hot against my skin as it burned me a little, but also soothed the pain– or maybe numbed me completely. And probably this numbness was the exact thing that my soul was craving… as it finally gave me some of
Vienna's POV:I slowly opened my eyes, one at a time, my heart still beating loudly…but I thought I just heard Gemini's voice.Just the fact that she was trying to save me and making efforts to stop her mom from hitting me… it was completely unbelievable! But sure enough, she was here. Standing at the landing of the stairs, twirling her blonde ponytail around her fingers, looking down at me with a look of pity and smugness. Meanwhile, Tessa’s face was still inches away from mine, her nostrils flaring as she was trying to calm herself down. She dropped her hand, which had been raised to hit me, down to her side, but the fingers were still flexed with remaining anger. She took a few moments to cool off before she turned towards her daughter, placing a doting smile on her face and a glowing look in her eyes that was reserved only for Gemini, her pride and joy.Her real and biological daughter.“Are you ready to leave, darling? Come, let me serve you breakfast. I made it specially for
Vienna's POV:To be honest, attending college today wasn’t as bad as Gemini and Tessa had made me think this morning. Northfield College had it's own environment, totally separate from whatever was going on in the packs. It had been set up on neutral territory after a treaty signed hundreds of years ago, and ruled by a committee of werewolves from the eight neighboring packs. And because of it, it was a rare space where humans and wolves from different packs could join as students and teaching faculty, without fear of revealing their identities. Inside these walls, the pack boundaries and rivalries were not supposed to matter, existing only as background; or at least, in theory. Of course, we wolves were primal creatures and loyalty ran deep in our vein. As a result, occasional arguments and skirmishes tended to break out. But for the most part, the mix of students created a sense of normalcy I desperately needed. The Obsidian Pack, my pack, was only a small fraction of the colle
Vienna's POV:“I am not scared, neither am I lying. Because it's you two who are lying to save this bitch, because there is no way you all can have any proof against me. In fact, you two were not even here, when I made her trip–”“Gotcha! You finally accepted it from your mouth. Now tell me, are you going to apologize to her right away, or do I really have to choose the longer route? Because let me make one thing clear, I am not going to let you go unless you apologize to our Enna!”The expression of shock and frustration only stayed on Gemini's face for a few seconds, after she snitched on herself. And right in front of my eyes, it turned into anger and resentment.Her gaze was burning into me like I was somehow the root of this mess that she was in; and remembering how eager my step mother was about keeping me in the house on lockdown, I felt a shudder climb my spine. Her hatred for me apparently gave her the strength to overcome her fear, and she managed to laugh at the thought of
Vienna's POV:Fynn's jacket was draped around my shoulders, giving me some warmth against the chilly air of the air conditioned staff cafeteria. The cappuccino placed in front of me had come down to room temperature now, but I had taken barely a few sips from that, using it to warm my hands instead. Meanwhile, the owner of this jacket was sitting quietly beside me in his shirt stretched across his sculpted pecs… not that I had been staring at him or anything. Okay, maybe one glance. Or a few.He was scrolling on his phone but even I could tell that his full attention was on me. Still, he didn't say anything or push me to talk, giving me the space I so clearly needed.And I was grateful for it. This was something that's just… so effortlessly attractive about Fynn, that he always looked and seemed to be a complete extrovert, who doesn't care about anything apart from having fun. But in reality, he was actually very sensitive and a pure empath, who knew exactly what the other person
Vienna's POV: I came home, expecting that Gemini would have proven true to her promise. She must have formed a front against me, rallying every drop of hatred for me in Tessa’s heart and using it against me. After all, this is what she has been doing since our childhood; she has taken all the opportunities to put her mistakes over my head and painted me to be the worst daughter and the little villain in their lives. There was no to support me, and she used to enjoy the attention on her and torture for me… and today, when everything was the opposite, I am sure that she was pissed off completely and this wasn't going to pass in silence.But even in my worst imaginings, I hadn’t expected this.I tried to shuffle past the tea room, keeping my head down as I went towards the staircase. But, of course, that sharp voice, like nails scraping against a chalkboard, stopped me in my tracks yet again. “You! Brat! Come here right now.” Reluctantly, I turned and stepped into the tea room nex
Author's POV:The Oasis Pack's central courtyard watched in silent curiosity as Fynn strode toward Alpha Axel's private chambers. His boots crunched against the gravel path, his posture rigid, his face an unreadable mask. Axel greeted him with a smirk, lounging against the doorway. "Master Fynn!" His voice dripped with false warmth. "Or should I call you Supreme Alpha again?" "Neither," Fynn said flatly. "I have news for you." Axel's grin widened. "Oh? Do share." "Not here." Fynn's gaze flickered toward the servants loitering around nearby. “I need a private audience with you, right now." Axel waved a dismissive hand, signalling for the servants to disperse as he began leading Fynn towards the throne room. The heavy doors shut behind them with a resonant thud, sealing them in the chamber. Fynn didn't waste any time before breaking his silence. "I'm formally declaring that I won't support any further attacks on the Azuremist Pack." Silence. Then Axel burst into lau
Vienna's POV:A gentle breeze was blowing through the half-open curtains, casting a golden glow over the room. The peaceful atmosphere was shattered as soon as Zeke burst into my room like a tiny hurricane, just like it had become his routine for the past week. He used to rush in ten times a day, always asking the same questions with wide, worried eyes. It had been a week since we returned from the Oasis Pack, and although my hand was still wrapped in thin crepe bandages, it was healing well.“Mama!” Zeke’s arms shot up, and his little knee lifted just as Kai had taught him. Before I could blink, he was on the bed, huddling against my side.I shifted slightly as he clung to my side. His eyes were so full of concern that it made my heart squeeze. “Mama, are you feeling pain?”I pulled him closer, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “No, baby. Mama doesn’t feel any pain when her baby is by her side.” He grinned sweetly, and all his worries disappeared with a single answer of mine, l
Author's POV:The setting sun had painted the guesthouse corridors in colors of gold as Zella walked inside with an air of authority, her footsteps silent on the polished wood. No one stopped her, and for good reason. the Oasis Pack's royal healer, her presence was expected here. Especially when all everyone could talk about was the Supreme Luna's absence from the diplomatic pack visits, owing to her ill health.. But she wasn't here for doing anything that was going to help the supreme Luna, to recover or she wasn't in the mood to give anything that could have the potential to cure the supreme Luna in any way.In fact if she could, she would directly inject the poison in her veins, silencing her forever, after all, what she has been doing apart living like a burden on the Earth and being the owner of something that should never belong to her, that is Fynn's heart.But it wasn't going to be so long anyway, so there was no use for getting mad for this, rather it was the perfect oppor
Fynn's POV:The moment Kai walked out of the house, I collapsed to my knees, the dam inside me shattering completely. The cold compress Kai had used sat discarded on the table, melting slowly, a puddle forming. And just like that, the hot tears spilling from my eyes had melted the mask of coldness that I had been wearing, thinking that this was the only way to protect myself…But today, I could see myself for what I really was: a bruised and broken man who couldn't help but hurt those whom he was meant to cherish the most. Vienna…!An image flashed before my eyes, bleeding onto the floor… and bile surged up my throat. I leaned forward, raising my hands to clutch at my head. These hands… these cursed, guilty hands that had pushed her away without a second thought.The same hands that had once held Vienna closed to me, and the ones that had hurt her… and even this pain was too kind for a monster like me. I deserved far worse. Would she have been okay right now, if I hadn’t acted s
Author's POV:Kai’s hand, which had been gently wiping the blood from Fynn’s face, abruptly stopped. The damp cloth was hovering above against Fynn's bruised cheekbone as Kai’s expression shifted. His gaze was definitely softer than before, but it still carried an edge of grievance and anguish… flicking over Fynn’s bruised features before he spoke in a low, controlled tone. "You surely can make everything else right, and I know you want to make up for the time you have lost and the distance you have spent apart. I can understand that, but Fynn..." His grip tightened slightly. “How do you think you will ever make up for hurting her this time? Because I don't think there is anything that you could do to erase this bitter memory from any of our heads and no matter how much you apologise, I don't think I will be generous enough to forgive you for this act of yours, even if Enna will forgive …I don't I would be able to forget this incident easily…in fact I don't think you yourself c
Author's POV: The air inside the cottage felt suffocating, heavy with the aftermath of their brutal confrontation. The remnants of their fight lay scattered—broken furniture, splintered wood, and the metallic tang of blood lingering in the air, but the broken fragments of words and the things that were broken by the force of them were nowhere to be found. Fynn was on his knees, the shock of Kai’s words crashing over him like a tidal wave. He knew he couldn't stay standing on his feet after the tsunami that had just hit his world.His mind was a whirlpool of disbelief and desperation. Could this be true? “Is this true? Is it really true what you are saying–”“You really think I would lie about him? He's my son too, you bastard!!?”Kai’s eyes blazed with anger. Without warning, he grabbed him by the collar and shoved him back with a force that sent him sprawling. Fynn’s spine struck the ground hard, and he grunted as pain flared through his back.“That’s why I said what I said,” Kai
Author's POV: The cottage stood silent and foreboding, the morning mist curling lazily around the worn wooden structure. Birds dared not chirp, sensing the tension thickening the air. The door swung open violently, crashing against the wall as Kai stormed inside, eyes blazing and muscles taut with barely restrained fury.“Fynn!” he roared, voice echoing off the wooden beams. “Where the hell are you?!” The anger in his voice reverberated like a thunderclap. “Fynn, you can't hide from me, you coward! Come out, or are you only brave enough to hurt my wife?!”For a moment, the only sound was the rush of Kai’s heavy breathing. The air was heavy with the promise of violence. There were enough signs that could justify that promise.The cottage’s shadows flickered, disturbed by the force of his entrance.Then, from the back room, Fynn emerged. His expression was a cold mask, but his eyes blazed with pent-up rage and betrayal. He stepped forward, arms crossed over his chest, and a bitter smi
Author's POV: The bedroom at the guesthouse was bathed in soft morning light while Vienna lay propped against a mountain of pillows, her usually vibrant complexion pale, dark shadows bruising the skin beneath her eyes. Kai sat on the edge of the bed and he reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face and tucking it gently behind her ear. A gentle smile played on his lips, but a flicker of concern lingered in his eyes.“I would have loved it if you could come with me and Zeke, but you don’t take care of yourself at all.”Vienna offered him a weak smile. “I don't know why I've been feeling sick so often," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry. I know I've let you down—" "Enna!" Kai's interruption was firm but gentle. He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "What are you saying, love? I was teasing you." His calloused fingers tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "You spend all your energy taking care of me and Zeke. It's no won
Fynn's POV: It was evening, and I still couldn’t focus on anything. The backyard was quiet except for the steady thunk of the axe biting into wood. I swung it over and over, the repetitive motion a distraction, a desperate attempt to clear my mind. Because where I was standing right now, it was clear that if I won't get rid of these random thoughts lingering over my head, then definitely I am going to lose everything.And there is no way that I can ruin everything just like this, especially not after I have already come a long way ahead.And for this distraction there is nothing much better than the physical tiredness, which is why I am here, chopping these logs.Each crack of the log was supposed to silence the echo of his voice. “Papa! I missed you…”But the words replayed, looping in my head like a curse. It was like the more I was trying to run away from that sound, the more it was chasing me.I was not feeling stuck but was feeling like I was stuck in some haunting mansion fro