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“Luna welcome, the—”“Not now,” Leila cuts the omega off, runs up the stairs and slams the door to her room shut before she yells in frustration, slapping her palm against her face.How did this happen?This wasn’t the plan.She was supposed to expose Carmela, Carmela was supposed to leave.What does she do now?It was one thing to try and prove that Carmela is evil and not Tatum’s mate when Tatum wasn’t sure of it but now that this ritual or whatever sorcery they did has confirmed it, will Tatum even listen to her?He kissed Carmela outrightly in front of her, he didn’t even bat an eye when she left, he didn’t even look at her.She doesn’t blame him, she’s not mad at him, he has been deceived to believe Carmela is his mate and she always knew it would be hard for him to fight.She stares at herself at the mirror, glancing down at her baby bump.What will become of her child if Tatum decides to go back on his word?Will it grow up without a father, or perhaps without its mother?Can
“What do you mean the head warrior is dead?” Leila feels a squeeze in her heart and her eyes coat with tears as one of the omegas tells her the news as they prepare dinner.Clayton looked hale and hearty this morning.Was he ill? He didn’t look like it, he didn’t show any signs, how could he suddenly be dead?“When was this?” Leila asks in a sullen tone, feeling a sense of defeat come upon her.How is she supposed to clear her name without Clayton to help her with the investigations?“It was announced as breaking news this evening, his body was found laying in the elders chamber,” the omega replies.The elders chamber….it must have happened after she left but was no one there to help him?Leila backs against the countertop, placing her hand on her chest, taking deep breaths to calm herself from the shocking news.She feels some regret.Maybe if she had allowed him to follow her as he wanted, she could have saved him if it happened in front of her.“Finish up here,” she says to the o
Tatum said he won’t return home that night but it has been four days and he hasn’t returned home. It’s almost like he is avoiding her and avoiding the conversation while she is stuck at home, unable to go out and unravel the truth. Everything just seems to be working against her. She doesn’t want to think it but Tatum is probably back to spending all his time with Carmela, probably now living with her. Adaline has moved out of the house, she is now back to her husband’s house. Suddenly, no one cares about her or even her baby anymore. The murderous Luna, that’s what they are calling her now. Whispers that she is behind the death of the pack witch runs rampant even though Tatum supposedly dismissed the case. If she has to leave, she will, she already made a promise to herself and her unborn child that she will not suffer for a man who doesn’t want her a second time. She just wants Tatum to come back so they can talk about it and she can know his decision but then….does she rea
“I said stay back,” Tatum growls, blocking Leila mid way down the stairs. “I’ve had enough of this, first you kept me grounded here for days like a prisoner and now this?”Leila gives him a cold once over, ducking underneath his arms and continues making her way down the stairs with gusto in her steps.She has to defend herself, the Iron Claw Pack probably already thinks she’s responsible for the attack on Margaux because of Tatum’s action and now the pack members are bringing a matter that has been put to bed to her doorstep?She flings the door open just as Tatum steps up behind her and she is welcomed by an angry mob, welding sticks and torches and holding banners of slandering statements about her.“What is this about?” Leila asks them in a curt tone, unable to hold back her annoyance.“You are a murderer!”“An evil woman!”“An usurper!” The crowd fires at her.Leila is about to reply when the crowd parts and none other than Carmela slowly walks through the centre, a coy smirk f
“We know why,” one of them replies sharply.“You want to remain as Luna and you know the pack witch would stand in your way to see the prophecy fulfilled, that’s why you had her murdered. We have had enough, the phoenix Luna is our Luna, she is the Alpha’s mate. It has been proven, she must become Luna and you must pay for your crimes.”“Alpha, we know she is your wife and currently our Luna and we personally mean you no disrespect but she is a criminal, she must be brought to justice and you deserve better, she has blood on her hands.”“Yes Alpha,” another person adds sharply. “It is only out of respect for you that we have not lynched this murderer!”“I am not a murderer, I didn’t kill the witch, I didn’t kill anyone!” Leila yells in a frantic voice, her tone rising in desperation, her heart pounding in fear and worry, the confidence in her voice waning.It is like the more she tries to make them see her truth, the more blinded they are to it and the more agitated they become.“Tell
“You have been accused of murdering Alina, the pack witch, how do you plead?” Once again, Leila finds herself in the elders’ chamber, in the midst of the same men who were ready to condemn her days ago without proof and now, sitting in the middle of their judgemental circle with twelve sets of eyes leering at her, she knows her fate is sealed. Especially since Carmela has created proof, proof no one will let her see or defend herself against. A gross injustice. “Where is the Alpha?” Leila mutters weakly, counting her words. She is tired, hungry and thirsty. “You are in no position to ask questions, Leila! How do you plead?” Trent barks at her but Leila doesn’t cower. Looking into the green eyes of the man who murdered her father in cold blood and whose daughter is hell bent on taking hers, she finds strength in the rage that boils through her. “Until I am convicted, I am still your Luna and you will address me as such.” Though weak, her aura still powers through her commandin
“Guards….anyone…..anyone there?” Leila mutters weakly, crawling on her knees and holding on the steel bars that keep her imprisoned.Her hair dry and tattered, her clothes torn, her finger and toes wounded from her hungry cell mates, the mice, nibbling on them. She cannot even fight them off anymore, she just lays there and lets them feast on her while she feasts on her thoughts of regret.Is this really how she is going to die? With a child inside her?Her wounds are healing slower now, her pup’s energy must be drained, she can still feel it, barely…..Even if Tatum cannot find the mate bond, this fake one, even if he has been tricked to believe Carmela is the one, what about his child? The heir he so proudly announced to the world.What about his constant promise to her that he will never let her go?She breaks down against the steel bar, her heart clenching in pain, a bitter sorrow filling her deep eyes that have now lost its bright beautiful blue hue, tears simmer down her face a
Tatum’s eyes are full of passion, desire and lust. The exact same way he looks at her whenever he makes his promises. He cups Carmela’s face, smiling sweetly at her as her eyes glow. “I’m sorry for not marrying you as soon as you came back, I just wanted to be sure but now I am and you are the one I choose.”Pain slices through Leila’s heart back and forth, and she rests her head against the steel bar.‘I will never let you go.’She remembers Tatum’s promise to her and her heart shatters even more. Was she foolish to have hope? Did he mean any of it?He did, he meant it, she could feel it, it was real. This is not his fault, he has been tricked and the mate bond is hard to fight. If she somehow survives this, she will fight tooth and claw to pull him away from Carmela’s evil grasp.She is his choice, the one that his heart truly wants, Carmela just took advantage of him but she will not let Carmela win.Tatum belongs to her.Carmela steals Tatum's lips in a sultry kiss, inflicting
“Again!” Trent yells at the warriors training with Tatum who Tatum had just put to the ground.Tatum is on his knees, one knee on the floor, the other bent with his elbows resting on it as he pants exhaustedly.His shirtless body is dripping with sweat, mixed with his blood oozing out of the whip marks on his back and the side of his torso.“What are you waiting for?!” Trent yells, trashing the whip and landing it on Tatum’s back. “So you think that rebel, Alpha Leo will give you time? Pathetic,” he spits out with venom.As the silver tip of the whip cuts into Tatum’s back and tears his skin on the way out, it sears him with pain but he barely reacts to it, only looking at Trent with a deadly look in his eyes, his teeth clenched.No matter how much pain he has to endure, he will never break before this ceremonial Alpha.He folds his fists together and smiles maniacally at Trent, blood covering his entire dentition. “You need to hit harder, old man. You’re an Alpha now but you seem to
Leila stares at her phone for the umpteenth time, feeling very worried. She has a lot on her mind but chief of them is that Tatum hasn’t replied to her messages in days and she cannot reach him via phone call.They’ve been at the Northstar pack for over a week now and it was only the first two days that she was able to communicate with him.Tatum mentioned that Trent had given her three days to return or she will be banished and she has been here for days more than that. After the incident at the training for the competition, she couldn’t just leave the next day, Amara needed her but now, she’s worried something might have happened to Tatum because of her absence to show up during the stipulated time window.She sighs and decides to go see Jenny to talk about it. Jenny can look after Amara and also keep her out of trouble. She needs to go and help Tatum no matter what.His position is their only true security.She steps out of the room given to them in the pack house to go to Jenny’
“My daughter!” The sound of the head warrior’s yell as he rushes towards the scene jolts Leila to the harsh reality of what Amara just did. It’s not just that she used her powers in public, breaking a rule that had been given to her but she also used it to hurt someone. Athena flew yards into the air, if anything happens to her, Amara could be in real trouble because of it. “She’s not breathing! Help, somebody do something!” The head warrior yells, clutching Athena to his chest, blood oozing from the corner of the limp girl’s head. Leila rushes towards them as fear of the worst grips her. She ignores Amara who stands there with a blank expression, her face staring at Athena and her father and she tries to hold Athena but the head warrior shoves her away. “Don’t touch my daughter, your child did this, she is evil,” the man spits out with venom, casting a cold look at Amara. “Why?” Leila immediately turns to Amara, holding back the bitter words she wanted to reply to the man with
Leila looks at Amara who is fast asleep beside her in the middle of the night unable to sleep herself. Aside from the fact that she naturally finds it hard to sleep in a new environment for a few days, her heart is heavy. Tatum didn’t argue with her concerning returning to the pack in a few days but her daughter and her have never been separated for more than a day and she will have to leave her, perhaps for weeks or even months, depending on how long it takes for them to get Tatum back his position of Alpha. She runs her hand slowly through Amara’s hair, her eyes welling in tears as she kisses her daughter’s hair, taking a good whiff, a strong sense of anguish filling her for the decision she has to make, even though deep down in her heart she doesn’t want to leave Amara but it’s the only way to keep her safe. Aside from the anonymous letter that they got asking them to protect Amara, she also cannot shake a feeling deep in her heart that Antonio is doing all of this because he wan
“Welcome to the North Star Pack Leila, I am Alpha Caden,” Alpha Caden says to Leila before opening his arms and squeezing her in a hug. “And you must be Amara,” he smiles, breaking the hug and bends to pick Amara up in his arms, tugging her chin as he chuckles. “Thank you for having us,” Leila replies to Caden, hiding her surprise in her tone. Caden is not like anything she imagined or like most Alphas she knew who were either lean with muscle or bulky with the same. He looked very different, tall and robust with a stomach that could pass for a pregnant woman’s bulge but he has a warm aura to him and his sandy blonde hair has been twisted into short locks. “Thank you?” Caden suddenly frowns at Leila, making her wonder if she said something wrong. “Family does not thank one another. I find that offensive, Leila, you must apologize,” his tone softens and his frown morphs into a smirk. Leila smiles back to him, amused by his character. “I’m sorry Alpha Caden.” “Apology not accepted b
“I, Alpha Tatum Cromwell, under the all seeing eye of Selene, witnessed by the elders of the Council, renounce my position as the Alpha of the Blood Oak Pack.” He feels the rage of his wolf blending with his as he locks eyes with Trent who has a smug look on his face. Trent steps forward, joining Tatum in the middle of the circle. “Representing the elders, we witness your renouncement. Who do you name as your successor,” Trent’s face is flushed with a look of mockery that makes Zane boil even further. He should have had Trent sentenced to death instead but then he thought it would be quick mercy, he wanted him to suffer imprisonment for the rest of his life as a lesson for all his evil deeds but it seems that decision has come back to bite him in the ass. Zane frowns. “Not as my successor but as an interim ruler, I name—” he extends the claws of his left hand and slashes the wrist of his right hand. He looks slowly from the thick red liquid dripping from his wrist, making patter
“Alpha Tatum,” a tall bulky man dressed in a grey suit bows slightly to Tatum with two much smaller men dressed in similar styled suits walking behind him. They are at the annual werewolf trade fair. An event organized amongst allied packs to foster unity and commerce. Attending the event is the perfect cover for Leila to get away with Amara just in case Antonio still has any men watching them. Tatum gives his hand a firm handshake. “It’s been ages, Curtis. The years have been kind to you.” “As they have been with you. Our Alpha sends his greetings. The North Star pack will forever be grateful to you for saving our Alpha’s life.” “He would have done the same for me,” Tatum pats the side of Curtis’ arm with a small grin that barely lasts a second before he pulls the big man to the side. Curtis is the Beta of Alpha Caden Miles, the Alpha of the North Star pack. Many years ago, during his Alpha training, that was when he met Caden and saved him from being lynched by a pack of rogues
“That bastard!” Tatum yells, punching a hole through the wall of his office, his heart beating fast, his entire aura swirling in visible rage. “Calm down,” Leila says, not feeling any sort of calmness herself and Tatum can sense it, which only pisses him off more. It’s like they can’t get a fucking break, things just keep going from one crisis to the next and it’s all because of one man who wields too much power, it’s beginning to get to his head. It is completely unheard of for an Alpha to name another person as an acting Alpha when he is still alive and more so, even if that was to happen, Theo, his beta would have been in a better position to receive that honor, not fucking Trent. He hisses, tapping frantically on his table, staring at the warning message they had received concerning Amara. This whole thing has Carmela written all over it and Antonio in his vileness would be more than willing to oblige her. Whoever sent them this warning must have found out something. He nee
“Leila! I can’t find the vegetables, are you sure we got everything down from the car?” Liana says from inside the pantry as she puts stuff they bought from the market away. “I’ll check,” Leila replies, ruffling Amara’s hair. “Nice Drawing baby,” she smiles at the drawing of a face that is half completed which makes it hard for her to know exactly who the child is drawing. With Antonio no longer in the pack, Selina has returned back to her coven with the promise to come back periodically for Amara’s training and with the uncertainty of unforeseen events, they also decided it was best to suspend the active training for now. It’s almost been a full month since Tatiana went missing and no one has heard a word from her. Tatum even risked a bold step, sending word to Antonio of her disappearance before he found out and has an excuse to do something sinister but he never got any response, as if Antonio is completely done with them and the pack for good. Sometimes it feels like a relief t