Kayson's POV I gazed at Ronan and Ryder, as we huddled around the makeshift map of the rogue pack. The moon cast eerie shadows on the ground, but I barely noticed. My mind was focused on one thing, getting April out alive teaching that fucker Winston a damn good lesson."We need to get April out of there," I said, my voice low and urgent. "Winston's pack is getting more aggressive by the day. If we don't act soon, we risk losing her forever."Ronan nodded, his jaw clenched in agreement. "I've been scouting their den for days, looking for any weakness in their defenses. And I think I've found it."I felt a surge of hope, but I pushed it down. We couldn't afford to get ahead of ourselves. Not yet.Ryder's eyes narrowed, his interest piqued. "What is it?"Ronan pulled out a rough map of the den, spread it out on the ground, and pointed to a small X marked on the east side. "There's a small entrance hidden behind a waterfall. It's narrow, but I think we can make it work. If we can get in
Kayson's POV Where was April? We'd come so far, fought so hard... Ronan's eyes met mine, and I saw the same shock and confusion reflected back at me. "Where is she?" Ryder growled, his voice low and menacing. I shook my head, my mind racing. This couldn't be happening, we'd been so sure. We'd scouted the den, knew the guards' rotations, and had planned our attack to perfection. But now, April was nowhere to be found.I took a deep breath, trying to think clearly. We couldn't give up now. We had to find her. "Search the den," I ordered, my voice firm. "She has to be here somewhere." Ronan and Ryder nodded, their faces set in determination. We split up, searching every nook and cranny of the den for the umpteenth time.But as the minutes ticked by, my hope began to dwindle. Where was she? Had Winston moved her to a different location? I couldn't shake the feeling that we were running out of time. Suddenly, I heard a faint noise coming from deeper in the den. I froze, my ears perked up.
Winston's POVMy eyes widened as the elders emerged from the shadows, their presence suffocating me. I tried to rally my rogues, but we were vastly outnumbered. Realizing escape was impossible, I fell to my knees, my hands clasped together in a desperate plea. "Mercy, elders! Please, have mercy!" I begged, my voice trembling.But the elders didn't seem to care. They halted me with a raised hand, their faces unyielding. The lead elder's voice was firm, commanding attention."We're not here to discuss your little group, Winston. We're here about whatever the hell this is and what exactly that's been causing trouble in the Order.”But the elders' expressions remained unyielding, their faces cold and unforgiving. I let out a sigh of relief as I realized they didn't come for me or my band of misfits. They came for one reason, the fight that threatened to destabilize the Order. A fight that I instigated… Shit…. I was still in grave danger.The lead elder's voice cut through my thoughts, fi
I stood in the center of the room, my heart racing with anxiety. The elder's words echoed in my mind: "Choose one of these males to be your mate. If you refuse, you will leave the Order and start a new life."I looked at Kayson, Ronan, and Ryder, my mates, my loves. How could I choose just one? They had risked everything to rescue me, to save me from Winston's clutches.Winston sneered at me, a threatening look on that smug face of his. Like that would make me choose him.One the other hand were my loves, i being forced to choose amongst them, but I knew I couldn't. I couldn't betray my mates, my heart."I won't choose," I said, my voice firm. "I can't do it."The elder's expression turned cold. "Very well," he said. "If you refuse to choose, you will leave the Order. You will start a new life, alone, never to meet with any of the alphas ever again."I felt a surge of fear, that would be a life of misery, I had to make a decision but who?I took a deep breath and made my decision. I k
Reese's POV It's been three days since my escape from the landside, arriving at the rogue pack's camp in the midst of chaos. The battle between the alphas and Winston's rogue pack was in full swing. Immediately, I knew this was the moment I'd been waiting for, the distraction was perfect for me to finally take care of Kayson.I pulled out my silver dagger, its blade glinting in the moonlight. I had masked my scent with the wolf's bane and bergamot, knowing that it would allow me to move undetected. I crept through the shadows, my eyes fixed on Kayson.He was fighting off several of Winston's men, his movements swift and deadly. I knew that I had to act fast, before he noticed me. I raised the dagger, ready to strike.But just as I was about to attack, the Elders arrived. Their presence was like a cold wind, and the fighting immediately ceased. “Oh shit” I cursed under my breath, my chance at revenge foiled once again.I quickly retreated, hiding in the shadows as the Elders interven
April's POV I pushed open the door to Winston's chamber, my heart racing with anticipation. He looked up from the papers on his desk, his eyes narrowing as he took in my presence."Who gave you the permission to leave your chambers April?" His voice was low and even, but I could sense a hint of wariness beneath the surface.I swallowed hard, trying to appear submissive "I…I apologise, thought it was time we got to know each other better, alpha. After all, we're to be married soon, It's not like we're enemies."Winston raised an eyebrow, his expression skeptical. "Save the charm for someone who gullible April. What do you really want?"I was getting agitated “Ok um…”Winston leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers together. "I'm listening. But don't think for a moment that I trust you. You're here for a reason, April. What is it?"I took a deep breath, trying to appear sincere.Alpha, I wanted to speak with you about our upcoming marriage. I know we haven't exactly... seen ey
Kayson's POVI woke up to April's empty bed, the memories of her rejection still searing my mind like a branding iron. It's been days since she chose Winston over me, over us. The worst part was feeling her with him through our mating bond, feeling her pleasure, her surrender, her love for another man. It devastated me, knowing she was giving herself to him, body and soul.I couldn't eat, couldn't sleep. Every moment felt like an eternity without her by my side. I stumbled out of bed, my eyes scanning the room as if searching for a ghost. Her scent still lingered on the pillow, taunting me with what I'd lost.I felt like I was drowning in a sea of despair, unable to find a lifeline. Ronan and Ryder felt it too and tried to be there with me, but even their presence felt like a reminder of what I'd lost. We'd shared April's love, and now she was gone, choosing that monster Winston over us.The thought of her with him consumed me, eating away at my soul. I couldn't shake the feeling that
Luciana's POV I lay there, stunned, my body still humming with desire. Kayson's sudden withdrawal left me feeling empty and confused."What's wrong, Kayson?" I asked, trying to keep my voice gentle.He didn't respond. He just lay there, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, his chest rising and falling with deep breaths.I reached out, touching his arm. "Kayson, talk to me. What's going on?"Slowly, he turned his head, his eyes meeting mine. "I'm sorry, Luciana," he whispered. "I just can't do this."My heart sank. "Can't do what?" I asked, trying to keep my emotions in check.Kayson's gaze dropped, his voice barely audible. "Be with you, like this, I'm sorry."I felt a pang of rejection, but I tried to understand. "It's because of April, isn't it?" I asked softly.Kayson nodded, his eyes still downcast. "I know it's not fair to you, Luciana. You deserve better than someone who can't let go of their past."I glared at Kayson, my frustration and anger boiling over. "What exactly is it about
Regina's Memories/POVI sit by the window, watching the moon cast its silvery glow. Memories of Dwayne flood my mind, and I'm transported back to a time when love was new, and hope seemed eternal.As a witch, I knew our love was forbidden. The ancient laws, passed down through generations, decreed that witches and werewolves shouldn't mix. The Great Divide, they called it.Legend has it that witches and werewolves were once united, their powers complementary. But a catastrophic event, known as the Lunar Tear, drove them apart. Witches sought control, while werewolves craved freedom.The rift grew, fueled by fear and mistrust. Witches began to view werewolves as beasts, unpredictable and savage. Werewolves saw witches as manipulative, wielding dark magic.But Dwayne and I didn't care. We saw beyond the myths."I'll never let anyone harm you, Regina," he vowed, his eyes burning with conviction.I believed him.Our secret meetings became more frequent. We'd steal away to hidden clearings
Kayson's POV I stood firm, my voice even. "Thane, I know you're hurting. But April's innocent. She didn't cause Luciana's death."Thane sneered. "Innocent? She's the reason Luciana's gone. If she hadn't come here, Luciana would still be alive."I took a deep breath, my tone measured. "Thane, that's not true. Luciana's death was a tragic accident. We can't blame April for it."Thane's gaze burned. "You don't get it, Kayson, you never did, Luciana was... I loved her, and I never got to tell her."My expression softened, empathy in my eyes. "Thane, I..."Thane's eyes blazed with anger and hurt, his words cutting deep. "You think you understand, Kayson? You think you know what it's like to lose someone you love?""No, Kayson," Thane interrupted, his voice cracking. "Don't even try to pretend you understand. You never loved Luciana. I did. And I didn't even get the chance to tell her."I nodded, acknowledging his pain. "Thane, I'm sorry, truly sorry, but April's not to blame."Thane's eye
Ronan's Pov I stood at the border of Seaside pack lands, looking out at the vast territory. The sun was setting, but I wasn't worried about the time. I was worried about April. Where was she?Ryder and Kayson joined me, their faces showing concern."Any sign of April?" Ryder asked.I shook my head. "Nothing. My scouts have searched everywhere."Kayson's jaw clenched. Ryder's eyes narrowed. "We need to find April before things get worse."We stood there, thinking. I knew we had to consider other possibilities."What if she's not in our lands?" I asked.Ryder looked at me. "Where else could she be?""The witches' cave," I said. "We found her there once before."Kayson nodded. "Now that we know she's a witch, it makes sense that she might have gone back."Ryder agreed. "Let's check."We discussed our plan, knowing the coven wasn't a place to take lightly.As night fell, we set off towards the cave. The journey was long, but we kept going.After hours of walking, the cave came into view
April's POV I stumbled, my mind reeling from Regina's revelations as Regina guided me deeper into the cave, the air thickening with an otherworldly energy. The walls seemed to whisper secrets, and I felt like I was unraveling along with them."Where are we?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Regina's smile hinted at mysteries hidden within the shadows. "A place few know exists. Our ancestral home, hidden away for centuries."The cave opened up into a vast, crystal filled chamber. The walls shimmered with an iridescent sheen, reflecting the soft luminescence. I breathed in, awestruck, taking in the ancient artifacts and strange symbols etched into the stone."This was...our refuge," Regina said, her eyes nostalgic. "Before the great extinction, our people thrived here. Witches and wolves lived in harmony, their powers intertwined."I wandered, tracing the symbols, feeling the pulse of the ancient magic. This place felt...sacred. Not exactly a sanctuary, but a haven, hidden fro
April's POV I stood there, frozen, my mind reeling from Regina's words. "What...what did you just say?" I stuttered, my voice barely audible.Regina's hands reached out, but I jerked back, my eyes wide with shock."You're...you're my mother?" I repeated, the words tasting like acid on my tongue.Regina's face contorted in a mix of sadness and longing. "April, please, calm down. It's a long story."A long story? Was she kidding me?My entire life, I'd thought I was an orphan. No family, no one to care for me. And now, this stranger, this woman who claimed to be my mother, was telling me that my parents were alive?A storm of emotions erupted inside me. Anger, pain, confusion, and betrayal swirled together, making my head spin."How...how could you?" I demanded, my voice rising. "Why did you leave me? Why did you let me think I was alone?""To protect you" she replied "Protect me?" I repeated, incredulous. "From what?"Regina's eyes clouded, and she hesitated before speaking."That's
APRIL'S POV Days blurred together in an endless cycle of solitude. No visits from Ronan, Ryder, or Kayson. No messages, no whispers, no acknowledgement of my existence.Their treatment had become unbearable. I felt like a ghost haunting the castle's halls.Even Ronan, once a guiding light, had distanced himself. Limited access, strained conversations, and an unspoken warning to keep my distance.My heart ached, my mind reeled.Why?The questions swirled, tormenting me.One evening, as I wandered the deserted corridors, I stumbled upon a hidden garden. Neglected and overgrown, it mirrored my own forgotten state.I collapsed onto a weathered bench, tears streaming down my face.Enough.I couldn't endure this isolation any longer, a spark within me ignited.I would find answers on my own.Without their help.But first I had to go back to where it all beganUnder the cover of night, I slipped out of the castle, unnoticed.The forest beckoned, its shadows whispering secrets.I followed th
Ronan's POVI sat in my study, surrounded by dusty tomes and fading scrolls. The weight of April's revelation still lingered, refusing to lift.As a werewolf, I'd been taught to despise witches. Our packs' histories were stained with blood and betrayal. But why?I delved into the past, seeking answers. The memories of my ancestors whispered through the pages.It began with a struggle for power. Witches, with their mastery of magic, had dominated the land. Werewolves, with our strength and ferocity, had been their loyal guardians.But as time passed, tensions simmered. Witches saw us as beasts, inferior and uncontrollable. We saw them as manipulators, using their magic to enslave.The spark that ignited the war was a witch's betrayal. A powerful sorceress, Regina, had seduced and manipulated our pack's alpha, using her magic to control him.The consequences were catastrophic. Our pack was torn apart, brother against brother. The witches, emboldened by Regina's power, launched a campaig
Ryder's POVI stood frozen, my eyes locked on April's transformed figure. A witch, our mate, a witch. The words echoed in my mind like a curse, refusing to sink in."What the...?" Ronan trailed off, his face pale, his voice barely audible.Kayson's eyes widened, horror etched on his face. "This can't be." His tone was laced with desperation, as if he could will the truth away.I felt like I'd been punched in the gut, my breath knocked out of me. My mind reeled, struggling to comprehend. April, the woman we loved, was a witch. The very thing our pack had sworn to despise.April's glowing eyes met mine, and I saw the plea for understanding. But I couldn't respond. My voice caught in my throat, refusing to budge.Ronan took a step back, his expression twisted in confusion and revulsion. "April, what's... what's going on?" His voice trembled, betraying his fear.Kayson's face mirrored Ronan's confusion. "This isn't possible... How the hell is this possible?" His words spilled out in a fra
April's POV I stumbled backward, my eyes fixed on the mirror. My hair, once a rich blonde, now cascaded down my back in a river of white. Not gray, not silver, but a radiant, snowy hue, eerily reminiscent of the woman in my dream.My breath caught, heart racing. What was happening to me?Suddenly, I felt arms wrap around me, steadying me. Ronan's concerned voice whispered in my ear, "April, what's wrong?"I struggled to find words, still transfixed by my reflection. "M-my hair..."Ronan's grip tightened. "What about your hair?"I gestured feebly toward the mirror. "It's...it's white."Ronan's eyes followed my gaze, and his expression turned puzzled. "April, your hair looks normal to me."I spun back to the mirror, and my heart skipped a beat. My hair was indeed back to its natural blonde color."What the...?" I muttered, confusion and fear swirling within me.Ronan's hands grasped my shoulders, turning me to face him. "April, are you alright? Is there something going on?"I forced a