Reese's POV As I gazed into Luciana's eyes, I knew I had her right where I wanted her. She was vulnerable, desperate for attention and affection, her emotional defenses were worn down and I was more than happy to give it to her, as long as it served my purposes and furthered my own agenda. I pulled her close, my lips brushing against hers in a tender, calculated kiss. She hesitated for a moment, her uncertainty palpable, but I could feel her resolve weakening, her guard dropping. She was putty in my hands, pliable and soft, and I knew exactly how to mold her, shape her to my will.As I undressed Luciana, I was struck by her beauty. Her brown skin was smooth and flawless, and her curves were subtle yet captivating. Her breasts were full and round, and her hips flared out from her narrow waist. Her legs were long and lean, ending in delicate feet.I stood there for a moment, taking in the sight of her naked body. I had never really noticed how beautiful she was before, but now I couldn
Luciana's POVI made my way to April's chambers, my mind racing with plans and counter-plans. I knew Reese thought he was using me, but little did he know, I had my own agenda, and it started with getting rid of April.I stood outside April's chambers, taking a deep breath before plastering a fake smile on my face, time to put on a show. As I entered her chambers, I was met with the familiar sight of April's smug face. She looked up from her seat, her eyes red rimmed and puffy… Pathetic.She thought she was so superior, with Kayson's love and devotion wrapped around her finger. But I knew the truth. She was weak, and I was the one who had been holding Kayson and this pack together all these years."Luci, thank you for coming," she said, her voice weak. "I was hoping you could give me an update on the pack. I've been... out of the loop lately."“Luci?! How dare she call me that? What? Does she think we're girlfriends now or what?!”I took a seat next to her, my mind racing with ways to
Kayson's POV I sat in my chambers, my mind consumed by thoughts of April, when Thane limped in, his wounds still fresh from the kidnapping. I could see the pain etched on his face, and my gut twisted with anger. What had they done to him? To April?"Kayson, April's been taken!" he exclaimed, out of breath.As Thane approached, I could see the hesitation in his eyes. He didn't want to tell me, but he knew he had to. "Kayson, April's been taken," he said again, his voice barely above a whisper “Forgive me”My expression turned grave, my heart sinking like a stone. I felt like I'd been punched in the gut, all the air knocked out of me. "Tell me everything," I growled, my voice low and menacing.Thane recounted the events, and with each word, my anger grew. How could they take her from me? From us? I could feel my wolf rising, urging me to hunt, to find my woman.As Thane finished, I turned to him, my eyes narrowing. "Who took her?" I demanded, my voice firm but controlled.Thane hesitat
Reese's POV I burst out of the cell, my mind focused on one thing, escape. I had to get out of Landside Park and make my way to Rogue Park. Luciana's help had been useful, but I didn't have time to think about that now. I had to keep moving.I sprinted through the forest, my eyes scanning the terrain for any signs of pursuit. I could hear the distant howls of the Landside pack, but I knew I had a head start.I followed the river, using its winding path to guide me towards the Rogue Park. I didn't have time to think about Luciana or her motives. She had been a means to an end, and that's all.My mind was focused on one thing, survival. I had to make it to the Rogue Park and gather allies if I was going to take down Kayson and his pack.April's POV I sat in the darkness, my mind racing with thoughts of escape and rescue. But as the hours passed, I heard footsteps approaching. The door creaked open, and a figure loomed in the entrance."Welcome, April," Winston's voice dripped with mal
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
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