Dane's POV. Sitting before the other Alpha's has always been stressful and irritating to me because, trust me, I hated it so much. It felt as though they were just summoning us all to make fun of each other, or even more disgusting, they summoned us just to waste our precious moment. My hand limply placed on the table that was before me, and with a frustrated sigh leaving my lips every second of the day, I couldn't help but begin to drum with my fingers on the table, lazily. “We have to make it right this time. We don't know who they might attack next! The lines of our pack must be secured! The rogues shouldn't be allowed close to the border either.” Alpha Zeph uttered with a deep voice, the Alpha of the Ash Pack. “You are right, Zeph! We must do what is right!” Noah asserted, indirectly declaring his commitment to Zeph. One thing with the Alphas of several packs in the east was that they had a team. They were known to each have a coalition. I was the only one who stood alone be
Dane's POV. “Edmond must have told her, Alpha Dane! There's no way she must have heard it from someone else!” Ivar informed me like he was pretty sure, and immediately, my fist clenched. How the fuck was it possible that Astrid would go to the Greenstone Pack to apologize to someone who had made her look like a fool in the past? “Is she that stupid?” I questioned inwardly with my eyes lowered to the ground. “That's why they were together that day... Edmond… What games are you trying to play?” I muttered to myself, my knuckles clenching in rage. There was a high possibility that if Edmond was closer to me at this point, I wouldn't hesitate to punch him in the face, making him realise that he had messed up big time. “Alpha Dane, if she had gone to the Greenstone Pack as we have assumed, don't you think she must have arrived there by now?” Ivar informed me, and that was when I realised how much of a fool Astrid was going to make me look. “She dare not mock me before those inferior
Astrid's POV. Carrying me away from Alpha Halfdan's throne chambers was one thing, but taking me back to the Red Moon pack was another thing altogether. On our journey back to the Red Moon pack, I couldn't help but feel one thing, and that was the fact that I had messed up. I know I had a plan; a plan to make Camilla pay for accusing me and also to make Alpha Dane angry; but I didn't expect everything to turn out this way. I turned slowly to look at Alpha Dane, and the look on his face made me realise that he was pretty angry, and there was barely anything I could do to stop it. “I…” I was going to say to him as the car drove us back to the mansion, but my words hung up in my throat, making me tighten my fingers on my dress. It was one intense moment that I never expected to evolve this way. ‘You can do this, Astrid... focus! Focus!’ I said inwardly as I summoned up the courage to speak to Alpha Dane. I wasn't sure why I suddenly cared about how he felt about me. He had ruined
Dane's POV“What do you want from me, Alpha Dane?” Astrid’s voice reverberated in my head as I walked down the hallway, my mind fixated on the fact that she had messed up earlier.Thank the Moon Goddess that I was there in time to stop her from making me look like a fool in front of both Alpha Halfdan and Camilla, his cunning Luna.She had obviously mocked me by going there, but maybe she didn't realise it. I wished to vent my fury on her, but I just couldn't explain why I felt that way, why I held back my rage.Soon, I arrived at my study, and without hesitation, I went in, my thoughts still fixed on Astrid as I put on my shirt.I was going to study a bit, and I couldn't do that without a shirt. As I buttoned up my shirt, I recalled the moment her hand was placed on my chest.It was thrilling; it felt insanely pleasing to feel her hand on my chest. But how could I show it to her when she was the enemy?“Get a hold of yourself, Dane!” I said in a deep voice. I swiftly walked over to m
Dane's POV. Just as I turned on my heels, ready to leave, ready to exit the room, and head for the exit of the mansion, I was instantly made to break off right on my tracks by Astrid's grip from behind. She had suddenly embraced me tightly and wasn't willing to let go, no matter what I did at this point. “What are you doing?” My heart raced rapidly as I tried to understand what was happening to me. An electrifying sensation ran down my spine as I could feel her body compress against mine from behind. “I know you hate me so badly, but please, don't kill yourself out there!” She let out softly, her voice carrying a sense of stillness but also fear. ‘Was she scared of me dying? Was she scared of losing me?’ I thought inwardly as my eyes fluttered for a split second, several thoughts racing through my mind. We weren't friends, so this behaviour was new and weird. Just as I tried getting my head together, a knock came at the door, pulling me out of my thoughts and making Astrid take
Dane's POV. "Alpha, you are bleeding; we should take you to the...” Beta Ivar, looking extremely concerned, was going to reach for my hand as he said, but immediately, I pulled my hand back, trying to avoid his touch on my hand. “I am an Alpha; I'll heal up soon!” I notified him with a deep voice as I kept on looking around. I was going to get better every second of the night, and for a split second, I pondered why the rogues had retreated that way. They were expected to kill everyone that stood in their way. They wanted my head, and they were expected to take it off my neck, but hearing that they had just turned around and left the pack made me wonder if Beta Ivar knew what he was saying. They weren't known for just quitting that easily. I turned to look at Beta Ivar one more time and let out, “Are you sure they retreated?” I questioned him just to be sure of what he was saying to me. “Yes, Alpha Dane... They left the pack!” He bowed his head, as he explained to me, but it still
Dane's POV."Astrid didn't run away by herself... she wasn't alone!" I shouted, my fist clenching as the realisation hit me. My insides were raging with anger as I fixed my glare on the dress in front of me."What do you mean, Alpha Dane? What do you mean by 'she didn't run away'? She's not in the mansion, so she must have fled, just like always!" Beta Ivar scoffed, trying to clear the air. He didn't realise that Astrid wasn't like that.She had hugged me before the fight, so I was certain she had become comfortable staying close to me."She didn't leave... The Rogues took her. The fight was just a distraction to stop me from finding out!" My fist tightened even more, my teeth clenching as I wished for one thing: to grab them and make them pay. They shouldn't have messed with me; they shouldn't have laid their hands on my mate."What will you do this time, Alpha?" Ivar asked, bowing his head and waiting for a response.I paused for a split second, briefly thinking about my next move.
Dane's POVStarting the engine, I felt a mix of determination and dread. My goal was clear: to eliminate Beta Ivar so I could continue my search for Astrid without any obstacles.As I drove closer, I noticed that Ivar remained utterly unmoved. He stood there with a strong, unshakable presence, his expression calm and challenging. He wasn’t afraid, and his unwavering stance was a bold statement, daring me to act.I realized that I had to stop the car. If I continued advancing, I would run him over and kill him, something I couldn’t bring myself to do. Ivar was not just any member of the pack; he was my Beta, someone crucial to our group. Taking his life would not only be a personal betrayal but would also inflict significant damage on the pack, something I couldn’t justify.His understanding of the consequences gave him the bravery to face the car head-on, standing his ground as if to force me to reconsider.With a heavy heart and rising frustration, I pressed down hard on the brakes.
Secrets OutAuthor's POVIt so happened that Alpha Hale, Dane's father, Mr. Han, and Alpha Safiya were best friends—until Edmond came into the picture.They began having problems with each other until Mr. Han asked Edmond to kill Alpha Hale.Edmond refused, but Han was desperate. Han committed the murder himself but blamed Edmond. Edmond often acted like a jerk towards Dane Hale, his friend's son, whenever he recalled the past.He misses Alpha Hale, but that doesn't change the fact that he killed Astrid's mother to cover up his crimes. He did all of this to please Han and keep their secrets hidden.In the end, they all faced their downfall, except for Edmond, who remained alive. He will return from his slave trade, and guess who his next target is? Astrid's son, who is a Moon Healer!********Dear Readers,I want to extend my deepest gratitude to each and every one of you for taking the time to read my book. Your support, feedback, and encouragement mean the world to me, and it’s becau
Astrid's POV. I slowly pushed myself up from the bed, rubbing my eyes as I took in my surroundings. The room was quiet, and for a moment, loneliness washed over me like a cold wave.But then I turned to the window and saw Dane, his strong frame leaning against the sill. He cradled our baby, Hayden, in his arms. A smile crept across my face at the sight of them together. They looked perfect.“You're awake late! We had plans for today, but you overslept,” Dane teased as he walked over to me. He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. The warmth of his affection spread through me, making me feel safe and loved.It had been a month since everything turned upside down—a month since the terrifying nightmare that almost took our lives. After escaping to the pack with Ethan, I had spent many sleepless nights, my mind racing with fears. I was terrified that Dane would sacrifice our child, that he wouldn’t care about us. But I was wrong.Dane would never hurt our baby. He and Ethan to
Halfdan's pov. (His End)The bottle of whiskey was cold in my hand, the burn of the liquid a distant sensation as it slid down my throat. I could barely feel it anymore, barely cared. All I could think of was her. Camilla. My mate. My cunning, twisted, evil mate.How did it come to this? The memories of that night still clawed at my mind, gnawing away until I felt like I might go insane. I closed my eyes, but the image of her face filled my head—the way her eyes locked onto mine in those final moments, full of both fear and acceptance. She was in my arms, her body limp and lifeless, yet her lips had curled in that knowing smile. The same smile she had whenever she thought she had won.She had won.Even in death, she had won, taking the slash meant for me, falling in my place. She died in my arms, the blood soaking my hands, the life draining from her body while I could only watch. And no matter how much I told myself I hated her for all she'd done, for all the evil she brought to o
Halfdan's POV.I stood on the balcony, hands behind my back, staring up at the sky. I had felt off all night, but something about being out here shifted my mood. A small smile formed on my lips as I gazed at the red sky. It wasn't the death of an alpha; I would’ve been invited if that were the case. No, this meant something else—a moon healer had been born.How fortunate their parents were. A child with such a rare gift was both a blessing and a burden. The entire world would come for them, and I would have to protect that child. It was my duty. But deep down, I wished I’d been given that choice, to have a child of my own to protect. I wanted it so badly, and I would die for my child if it came to that. But not everything in life goes the way we want it to.A sharp knock at the door snapped me out of my thoughts, and I turned my head toward the sound.“Alpha Halfdan!” Drake shouted as he burst onto the balcony, panting heavily.“What is it now, Drake?” I asked, rolling my eyes. I ha
DANE'S POV"Camilla," I called out, my voice firm. She didn’t even flinch, her cold, hard glare fixed on Astrid. Astrid, who looked exhausted and fragile. She had just given birth. She needed rest, not this. She shouldn’t be standing here, facing Camilla. All I could think was, ‘Have I ever done anything right?’ Ever since she came into my life, all I’d done was cause her pain and worry. And now I had a son too. I couldn’t let this cruel fate fall on them both. They deserved peace— ‘they deserved better than me.’Camilla took a step forward, her lips curling into a cruel smile. Her eyes locked onto the baby. My son. I stepped in front of Astrid, blocking her view."I’m going to need the child," Camilla said, her voice dripping with malice. The smirk on her face widened, her eyes glowing with hatred.My jaw tightened, my body tense. "What makes you think I’ll give you my son?" I growled, glaring at her. But my words only made her smile bigger. She looked back at me with the same ch
DANE'S POVEight months had passed, and it felt like nothing had changed. Every morning, I woke up wondering if she still hated me as much as before. It bothered me. What was I supposed to do to make things right?She had been kidnapped and hospitalised so many times, and I knew my life was dangerous for her. To make things worse, she misunderstood something I said, thinking I would hurt our child. What did she think of me?That night, after I apologised again and again, she ran off. Even after almost being killed by Camilla, she didn’t stop. She must have cared about me, right? But then her mother died, and she left, probably thinking it was better to get hurt by someone else than by me.Now, she’s back in the Fierce Claws pack. For eight months, I’ve known where she’s been hiding. I watched over her, had guards keeping a close eye, though from a safe distance. I made sure she was protected, but I kept my distance too. If she wanted to be away from me, I wasn’t going to take that fro
ASTRID'S POVI panicked, trying to take another step, but the contractions were too strong. Tears filled my eyes as I whispered, “Help… please… someone…”But no one stopped. People walked past me, ignoring my pleas. No one knew who I was, and they didn’t care. I was invisible.“See where avoiding me got you?” Ethan’s voice came from behind me. I turned, and for the first time in my life, I was relieved to hear him.“Let’s get you somewhere safe,” he said, grabbing my arm and guiding me toward his car. I didn’t fight him. I couldn’t. He helped me into the car, and we sped off.The pain was unbearable now. I tried to hold back my screams, but it was impossible. Each contraction was worse than the last. I was losing control.Ethan pulled up to a small cottage—not a hospital—but it didn’t matter. “Someone, help!” he yelled as he carried me inside.An older man and two young women rushed over, guiding me to a bed. They set up quickly, and I knew it was almost time.Minutes passed, and I wa
ASTRID'S POVI woke up with a soft yawn, blinking my eyes open. For a moment, I stayed still, letting the calmness of my room sink in. The smell of antiseptic wasn’t there, and everything seemed normal. It was quiet. Peaceful.I ran my fingers through my hair, sitting up slowly. I was back home, tucked safely in bed, but the memories hit me hard. It all came rushing back—my uncle, Camilla, and the knife. I almost died.But Dane saved me.Camilla had tried to kill me, but Dane stopped her. He apologized, kissed me, but I was too tired to care at that moment. I had spent the whole day running and crying. Exhausted from the fear and pain, I must have fallen asleep on the ride back.Looking out the window, I frowned. Something felt off. It was getting dark outside, and I had no idea how long I’d been asleep. Where was Dane?I stretched and got out of bed, glancing around. The room felt empty. Dane should’ve been here by now. I waited, pacing back and forth, but the door stayed closed. No
DANE'S POVBeta Ivar's words had taken me by surprise and struck me deeply, sending a wave of emotion crashing over me. It was someone I knew; the realization that the person responsible for my father's death wasn’t so far away sent a chill down my spine. Whoever it was had been within arm's length all along, silently watching my suffering unfold. Such great audacity.I had been drowning in despair for far too long, consumed by grief and confusion for reasons I now realized were unfounded. The thought of revenge simmered within me, but first, I needed to uncover the truth. Who on earth could it be? Who had the audacity to murder my father and continue to live among us, hidden in plain sight?But then, the Bluestone Pack—who could it possibly be? What motives could they have? The questions flooded my mind as I grappled with the enormity of it all. Why would they bring such tragedy to our doorstep? What on earth could have compelled someone from Astrid’s pack to commit such a hei