Serena’s POVThe village was abuzz with excitement. The air was filled with the scent of pine and freshly turned earth, mingling with the anticipation that radiated from every villager and warrior alike. They had waited so long for this moment—Baird, the formidable warrior of the Storm Pack, had finally found his mate. And that mate was me, Serena. I stood beside Baird, feeling the weight of their expectations weighing me down. Their smiles were broad, their eyes twinkling with joy as they promised to help us prepare the grandest engagement ceremony the Storm Pack had ever seen. It was as if the entire village had been waiting for this moment, and now that it was here, they were determined to make it unforgettable. Every werewolf from near and far would be invited, transforming our small village into the epicenter of celebration and unity. Children danced around us, their laughter ringing through the air, while the elders exchanged knowing glances, nodding their approval. Wa
Serena’s PovI stood there, frozen, as the murmur of the crowd around us grew louder. My eyes were fixed on the girl who had just barged into the engagement ceremony. She was pretty, no doubt about that, with striking features that seemed to catch the light, and an aura of confidence that pulled everyone's gaze toward her like a magnet. Her dress was a deep shade of red, contrasting sharply with the pastel colors of the decor. It was as if she had stepped out of a different world and into ours. But who was she?Kevin, always the curious one, was the first to voice what we were all thinking. “Baird, who is that girl?” he asked, his voice tinged with confusion and curiosity. His eyebrows were knit together, and he kept glancing between Baird and the girl, waiting for an explanation.Baird’s companions, usually so composed and unflappable, now exchanged puzzled glances. Their usual air of confidence was shattered, and their faces mirrored the same confusion that everyone el
Baird’s POVWhen I finally returned, the scene before me was a disheveled mess that mirrored the turmoil in my heart. The yard was strewn with rolling wine bottles, crumpled napkins, and other remnants of the night's revelry. Most of the guests had long since departed, leaving behind a trail of chaos that spoke volumes about the evening's events. Only some of my closest companions remained, sprawled across the lawn and furniture, lost in their drunken stupor.Kevin, the only one still awake, met me with a weary look of regret etched on his face. “I’m sorry, Baird,” he said, his voice laden with guilt. “I tried to stop her, but Serena wouldn’t listen.”I shook my head, waving off his apology. “It’s not your fault, Kevin. Thank you for staying with her.” I glanced at the others, slumped and snoring softly. “Can you drive them home?”Kevin nodded, a flicker of relief passing over his features. “Of course, but are you sure you’re okay? You look like you’ve been through the wr
Serena's POV I still hadn’t fully grasped the extent of the situation, I focused my mind trying to remember what happened last night. It worked. And the events of last night came rushing back like a flood. I couldn’t believe it. I had slept in the same bed with him. And I wasn't wearing my old clothes. Panic surged through me. What happened to us last night? Had there been anything between us? The questions buzzed in my mind like an angry hive of bees. But then, a sharper memory pierced through the confusion—Baird leaving with another girl, Alexia. The nerve of him! Abandoning me, only to come back and sleep beside me as if nothing had happened. My anger flared up, burning hotter with every passing second. How could he be so callous? So indifferent to my feelings? I grabbed the nearest pillow, my grip tightening around it, and without thinking, I brought it down on him with all my might. "Wake up, you lying, deceitful rat!" I yelled, my voice a mixture of fury and betrayal as
Serena POV I never expected this to happen to me. The kiss from Baird had caught me off guard, leaving me in a whirlwind of emotions. It was the first time I had ever been kissed, and I was struggling to comprehend the significance of it all. Part of me wanted to confront Baird and demand an explanation, while another part of me was elated by the unexpected intimacy. Did Baird's kiss signify that he might have feelings for me as well, even if just a little bit? The lingering warmth of his lips on my forehead stayed with me as I mustered the courage to confront him, my voice trembling. "Baird, what did that kiss mean?" He gazed at me, his expression a mix of seriousness and tenderness. "Serena, I..." Before he could finish his sentence, Kevin suddenly appeared at the gate, his face showing signs of urgency. "Baird, we need to talk. It's important." As Baird glanced back at me, I could see the regret evident in his eyes. "We'll talk later," he promised, then turned to follo
Serena’s PovThe village was unusually silent as the sun began its descent, casting long shadows over the thatched roofs and cobblestone paths. The tranquility was deceptive, masking the storm brewing by the riverbank. Alexia's screams were punctuated by desperate splashes as she tried to swim to shore. Her movements were frantic, her strength waning. One of the younger villagers, a young man, took a hesitant step forward, his face filled with concern.“Maybe we should help her,” he said, glancing nervously at Cervine. “She might drown.”Cervine's hand shot out, stopping Thom in his tracks. “No,” she said firmly.“She brought this on herself. She needs to understand the consequences of her actions.”After a light chuckle, she added, "Besides the water isn't that deep.”Some of the villagers laughed at that. I didn't. I just wanted all this to be over soon before things got out of hand.“But Cervine, what if—” the young man's voice was worried.“No buts,” Cer
Serena’s POV I stood at the edge of the stronghold, the heavy iron gate looming above us like a silent sentinel guarding our uncertain fate. The villagers clustered around me, their faces a mixture of fear and hope. The chill of the evening air only added to the tension, making each breath feel labored. Baird had gone inside to speak with Marcus, and the waiting was agony. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat echoing the dread and confusion that swirled within me. Moments later, Baird announced to the villagers, his expression stern but resolute. “Everyone,” he announced, “you are free to go. You have done nothing wrong, and you do not deserve to be punished.” His voice carried the weight of authority. A collective sigh of relief swept through the villagers. Some villagers even began to weep openly, clutching their loved ones. One by one, they began to disperse, heading back to their homes and loved ones. A
Serena POV He didn’t answer, instead he looked down at his feet. After a long silence, I decided to ask him something else. I made a mental note to circle back to the question later."I need to know, Baird," I began, my voice trembling slightly but gaining strength as I continued. "What will you do if Alpha Grayson finds out who I am and commands you to kill me? You're a warrior of the Storm Pack, bound by duty. Will you follow his orders?" He sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair. "Serena, as long as I'm on the patrol team, I will do anything to protect this pack and the people I love, including you." "But that's not an answer!" I shot back, frustration bubbling up inside me. "What if the Storm Pack insists on fighting the Pack Alliance? Will you invade my homeland and attack my people?" Baird's jaw clenched, and he took a step closer to me. "You're worrying about things that will never happen." "How can you be so sure?" I pressed. "I've met Alexia. She doesn't see