Vienna's POV: The voice didn’t belong to me. It didn’t belong to Asher, either. My head snapped toward its source, heart racing, as the words echoed in the hallway. My eyes darted to the left, then to the right as Asher loomed over me, his rage radiating out of him. He looked like he could snap someone in half at any moment, and I was the nearest one in sight… And just then, my gaze landed on Fynn. He was leaning against the wall, a glass of an amber colored drink in his hand, looking at me like we were the only two people in the room.His eyes were warm, and a small smile curved his lips, as if none of the chaos in front of him was phasing him at all. On the other hand, Asher snapped as soon as he turned around, barking at Fynn. “You! What the hell are you doing here? Who invited you? And what the fuck do you want?”Fynn tilted his head slightly and shrugged, as if he was amused by Asher’s sudden aggression. “Funny of you to ask! When you are the one keeping my girlfriend occu
Vienna's POV: Before our lips could touch, a voice made us both whip our heads in its direction.“Vienna! Are you okay? I was so worried about you, you know…" The sweet, familiar voice rang out, announcing the arrival of someone, moments before Lola turned the corner and appeared in the hallway. "Asher came out a few minutes ago, and I was waiting, but you didn’t show up. Did he do something to hurt you…?" Her sentence trailed off, her eyes widening as she took in the scene before her: me standing against the wall, inappropriately and impossibly close to Fynn. "Oh." The single syllable carried many implications that made my cheeks burn with embarrassment.Her eyes nearly fell out of their sockets, and her mouth opened and closed a few times, like she was trying to process what she was seeing.“I’m sorry.” She finally managed to push out a few words, although she started stammering seconds later. “I didn’t mean to interrupt, I… I…”"Lola!" I exclaimed, a little startled by
Vienna's POV: I felt like there was a gentle, yet powerful force holding my face upwards, towards the Moon Goddess herself. Like the firm hold of a mother's hand, compelling me to raise my chin as my eyes were sealed shut.There was darkness… only darkness around me, and all I could hear were faint whispers all around me. The spirits of the ancestors.The voices were in a language I couldn't understand but still felt familiar… like if I tried hard enough, I might understand what they were saying. But the tones were overlapping and blurring together, filling my mind with words I couldn’t decipher. My pulse pounded in my ears, and the whispers seemed to grow louder and more urgent, pushing into my mind until I thought my head might explode. And then, the force holding me went slack in an instant. My face lowered down and I could feel my body again, as if I was a puppet whose strings had just been cut. But the next moment, I felt a strange sensation, like I was being pulled forward.
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
Fynn's POV:Zeke bounced happily in my arms, giggling every time I took a bigger step or pretended to stumble. His joy was so pure, so infectious, and yet every smile he gave me sliced deeper into the guilt twisting in my chest.He trusted me.Even after I’d turned him away once. Even after I’d doubted Vienna… and Kai.They may have forgiven me, or at least chosen to understand that I had been manipulated. But I hadn’t forgiven myself.I didn’t know how to.Zeke laid his head against my shoulder like he’d sensed my spiral. His tiny hand patted my chest as he pointed toward the room down the hall.“And that one is my room, Daddy!” he said proudly. “Where will you sleep? Will you sleep with me? I have Coco, Jimmy, and Lee there!”I blinked at the names, confused for a moment, until I looked in the direction he was pointing. Sure enough, on his little bed were three stuffed toys: a giraffe, a green caterpillar, and a very old bear missing one button eye.Coco. Jimmy. Lee.I smiled, my th
Vienna’s POV:Fynn’s lips moved against mine impatiently; carrying a bittersweet sense of desperation. One arm was wrapped around my neck, the other hand splayed against my back, crushing me to his chest like he was afraid I was going to turn away from him in anger, if he loosened his grip even slightly. But the truth was the opposite… I was losing my mind just as badly as he was, my body was reacting to his touch with eagerness. Leaving all my worries aside, I felt myself melting into him, my fingers tangling in his hair. But he broke the kiss too soon, pulling back just enough. His hand slid up to cup my cheek– but still, a sudden sense of anxiety overwhelmed my mind, making me restless. Even though my lips were still tingling from the kiss we had shared, my eyes were busy searching his eyes and trying to peek into his heart… searching for any signs that he was going to return to his cold, detached self and turn my nightmares into reality. There was a flicker in his eyes– hesit
Fynn’s POV:I rushed towards Vienna, as Kai shifted Zeke in his arms.My heart was racing with the speed of a sports car and I knew if I didn't reach Vienna within this second, it wouldn't even hesitate from exploding because of the over speeding of its palpitations.Somewhere deep down in my heart, the guilt of me being the reason for everything that was happening and that has happened in the past few days was calling me out, scolding and making me feel guilty for Vienna’s condition.But half of the same heart was praising her for the bravery she has shown while fighting with Zella, because if she wouldn't have killed her, then I would have.Because she deserves to die after what she has done, as she has not just tried to erase all my precious memories, tried to kill Vienna, hurt Kai and on the top of that she has the audacity to think about hurting my child, my Zeke, whom I have met after so many years, whose childhood I have completely missed because of that selfish witch who has b
Author's POV:Zella’s eyes glowed with madness as she shrieked, “If I can’t have him, then she won’t either! I’ll eradicate the problem from its root!”But the mistake she made—the final one—was that she lunged not at Vienna, but at Zeke.“Zeke!” Vienna cried, spinning around just in time.She shielded his small body with her own, gasping as Zella’s claws sliced into her back. The pain was sharp and immediate, blood seeping through her shirt as her knees buckled slightly from the impact.“Enna!” Fynn shouted, eyes wide as he lunged forward. He shoved Zella away with brute force, sending her sprawling to the ground. “Enna, are you okay?”Vienna’s hands trembled slightly as she turned, her breath short, but her eyes—her eyes glowed silver with fury and love. She pressed Zeke into Fynn’s arms, brushing his curls with a bloodied hand.“Keep him safe,” she said softly, with a kind of strength that made Fynn’s chest ache. “And make sure he watches everything.”Fynn’s voice cracked. “Enna, w
Vienna's POV:Zella’s skin split under my claws, just deep enough to steal her breath. She gasped sharply, her eyes bulging, and then I released her. She collapsed, clutching her throat, eyes wide and watering, but hadn't meant to kill her anyway. Not just yet… because that would have way been too easy. I wounded her just enough to keep her down for a while, giving us just enough time to disappear.But she was alive enough to crawl, to feel humiliation. She was alive, and she would heal… probably overnight, if she was really that good of a healer. And she would stay alive for enough to be dragged in front of the entire werewolf council, when I would stand as the Supreme Luna and expose every sick thing she had done in the name of love.I didn't want to kill her here, inside some hidden dungeon, as if her crimes were a dirty little secret.“Fynn, unlock it. Quick.”I said quietly, already turning toward the cell where Kai was imprisoned. He didn’t need to be told twice. He yanked t
Fynn's POV:“Fynn…”The familiar voice felt like the forgotten voice of my conscience. I froze, my fingers still around Zella’s throat, butVienna’s voice sent a shiver down my spine. It was so calm, and yet, Zella’s wide, bloodshot eyes flickered past my shoulder. I didn’t even need to turn to know who she was looking at, but the terror in her eyes was clear enough to paint a clear picture in front of my mind. All the hope drained away from her eyes.Because until that moment, she had been assuming that I was Kai. That the twin she was planning on weakening and killing soon, was the one pressing the life from her lungs. While her Fynn, the idiot whom she had drugged, manipulated, and betrayed was the one who eas locked up behind bars, unable to help her. As if in her twisted mind, her confession of love and the declaration of her loyalty was enough to fix everything.But now… she knew it was me.She knew I was Fynn, and I wanted her dead.The way her eyes drooped, like last flam
Kai's POV:I looked at Zella with skepticism, wondering if this was why she had come here… to stage a rebellion against Alpha Axel? Or was there something more to her plan? I found a pair of soft eyes staring back at me– her answering gaze was filled with longing, which made me more disgusted with her existence than I could have imagined. But still, I didn't let it show on my face. I kept my mask on, this girl was too dangerous to be trusted. She had been watching Fynn closely for almost three years now, and I couldn’t afford a single slip. My act needed to be perfect if I was to convince her that I was my brother, without any questions. I straightened my spine a little more, deliberately letting some rudeness and coldness slip into my voice. “Zella! There is no point in this nonsense now. I already told Axel that I don't have any interest in taking the throne back, and that's the reason he has dumped me in this dungeon! Since you are his Healer, I can't trust you even if I want
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