Kayson's POV I want you to work with the security team to review the pack's security measures," I told Thane. "See if there are any weaknesses that could be exploited and I want you to interview the pack members who have been directly affected by these accidents. See if they've noticed anything suspicious."Thane nodded, his eyes already scanning the room as if searching for potential suspects. "I'll get started right away, Kayson."I turned to the rest of my advisors. "I want the rest of you to keep your ears open, see if you hear anything and I want you to be careful. If there is a traitor in our midst, we don't know what they're capable of."My advisors nodded, their faces serious. We all knew the stakes, If there was a traitor in the pack, it could mean serious trouble for the pack.As the meeting adjourned, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease. Who was behind these accidents? And what did they want?I walked out of the conference room, my eyes scanning the hallway. The pack wa
Kayson's POV I stood firm, trying to maintain control of the situation, when a commotion at the edge of the crowd caught my attention. Alpha Ryder of the Greenside pack strode forward, his piercing green eyes scanning the crowd with a mix of concern and authority."Silence!" he commanded, his voice echoing through the courtyard.The crowd quieted, their murmurs and shouts dying down as they turned to face Ryder.Just as the silence fell, Alpha Ronan of the Seaside pack strode into the courtyard, his entourage following closely behind. They dragged a prisoner with them, bound and gagged. Ronan's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze stern and commanding."We have found the source of your troubles, Kayson," he said, his voice firm as he threw the bound prisoner at my feet. "This one has been sabotaging your pack's resources, we will take him into our custody and deal with him accordingly."I felt a surge of surprise and gratitude towards Ronan and Ryder. Their timely intervention had saved m
Kayson's POV I watched as the prisoner was tortured, his screams echoing off the cold stone walls of the dungeon. I had to know the truth, no matter how brutal the method. Ronan and Ryder stood beside me, their faces grim and unyielding.The prisoner proved stubborn, refusing to crack even as his body was broken. But eventually, he couldn't take it anymore. With a sob, he spilled the truth."It was the Rogue pack," he gasped, his eyes pleading for mercy. "They orchestrated it all. I was just paid...paid to do their dirty work."My mind raced with questions, but before I could ask any of them, the prisoner dropped a bombshell."Luciana," he whispered, his eyes darting to me with fear. "She paid me."My world stopped. Luciana, my childhood friend, my confidant. The one person I had trusted above all others. I felt like I'd been punched in the gut, my breath knocked out of me.I tried to process the information, but my mind was reeling. Why would Luciana do this? Ws it because...?? No..
April's povWinston strode into the room, his confidence and arrogance preceding him. He thought he had me right where he wanted me, under his control and at his mercy.But little did he know, I had been playing him all along."April, my dear," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. "I see you're ready for me."I smiled, trying to appear submissive. "Yes, alpha, I've been waiting for you."He walked over to me, his eyes roving over my body. "Good, I'm glad to see you're eager to please me."I poured two glasses of wine, trying to keep my hands steady. "I've poured us some wine," I said, trying to sound seductive. "Let's enjoy it together."Winston raised an eyebrow, but took the glass from me. He watched as I took a sip of mine, then followed suit.What he didn't know was that the cups were poisoned, the potion I had obtained on one of my many strolls around the pack working its magic.As soon as he swallowed, I knew it was only a matter of time before he fell unconscious. An
April's POV I was dragged before the pack's council, my wrists bound by thick ropes that dug into my skin. The council members glared at me with unbridled anger, their faces twisted in snarls. "Killer!" one of them spat, the word dripping with venom. "You'll pay for what you've done!""Treacherous bitch!" another council member growled, baring his teeth.The room erupted into chaos, with pack members shouting and snarling like wild animals. Marcus, the pack's beta, struggled to maintain order, his voice booming above the din. "Enough!" he bellowed. "We'll begin her trial, and then we'll decide her fate."But the pack members were unforgiving, their thirst for revenge consuming them. "No mercy!" they chanted, their voices rising to a fever pitch. "Kill her! Kill her!"Rael, an older wolf with a wise face, tried to reason with them. "Wait, let's not be hasty," she urged. "April Stone has truly committed a grave sin, but she is still one of us. We should hear her out before we pass judg
Ryder's POV I stood alongside my allies, Alphas Kayson and Ronan, as we led our armies towards the rogue pack's territory, preparing to take down Winston once and for all. That son of a bitch had been a thorn in our side for far too long, and it was time to put an end to it.As we crested the hill overlooking the rogue pack's camp, we were met with a sight that made our blood boil. Winston's pack had gathered around a figure tied to a horse, and it was clear they were about to execute them. My heart raced as I took in the scene, my eyes scanning the crowd for any sign of weakness or vulnerability. I could feel my hackles rising, my claws extending in preparation for battle.And then, I saw her. April, our mate, was the one tied to the horse. My heart stopped as I realized the danger she was in. I could feel my vision narrowing, my focus solely on saving her. Without hesitation, I drew my bow and fired an arrow at the executioner's hand, knocking the whip away just in time. The rogue
Ronan's POVAs I gazed at April, my heart swelled with a mix of emotions relief, joy, and lingering hurt. We'd finally found her, finally rescued her from the clutches of the rogue pack. But the memory of her choosing Winston over us still stung."April," I whispered, my voice trembling with emotion. I couldn't believe we'd almost lost her, again.Kayson and Ryder stood beside me, their eyes fixed on our mate with equal intensity. We'd been through hell and back to save her, and now...now we finally had her back.April's eyes met mine, and for a moment, I saw the old spark there, the spark that had drawn me to her in the first place. But it was tempered now, tempered by the trials she'd faced and the secrets she'd kept."I know," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry. I had to do what I did to get close to Winston."My jaw clenched, the old wound still raw. "You chose him over us," I growled, the pain still evident in my voice. I couldn't help it, the memory of that d
Kayson's POV I stepped through the gates of the Landside Pack, my weary eyes scanning the familiar terrain. The battle was over, and we had emerged victorious, but at great cost. I carried the weight of my grief, the loss of my childhood friend Luciana, who had betrayed me, but still held a piece of my heart.I held a small, private funeral for Luciana, my hunters and I gathered around her grave. We had grown up together, explored these woods, shared our deepest secrets. Her betrayal had cut deep, but I couldn't deny the pain of her loss.After the funeral, I took a moment to collect myself, then turned to my beta, Thane. "Thane, I need an update on the search for Reese," I said, my voice firm.Thane nodded, his expression grim. "We've tracked him to the old windmill on the outskirts of the park, Kayson, we'll have him soon."I turned to Thane, my beta, my eyes locked on his. "Assemble a team of our best hunters. I want Reese brought in, alive if possible. I want to deal with him mys
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