Allegra’s PovFor a moment, it seems Miles is about to embrace me in a hug, his expression softened by a glimmer of relief. But then he hesitates, his movements faltering as he remembers Xander's strict instructions to keep his distance. With a resigned sigh, he steps back, his hands dropping to his sides as he wrestles with his conflicting emotions.I offer him a reassuring smile, hoping to ease his discomfort. “It's okay, Miles. We'll get through this,” I say, my words a silent promise of friendship and forgiveness.And as we continue our stroll through the pack grounds, the weight of our shared past hanging between us like a heavy fog, I can't help but feel a glimmer of hope stirring within me. Despite the challenges we've faced and the mistakes we've made, there's still a chance for redemption, for our friendship, where I had thought it's dead.As we return to the room, I feel Xander's arms wrap around me in a tight embrace, his warmth, and strength offering solace in the midst of
Allegra’s PovAfter discussing the mysterious dream with Xander, we make our way downstairs to the inviting aroma of freshly made pancakes and syrup. As we settle in at the table, the warmth of the morning sun filtering through the windows fills the room, casting a comforting glow over our conversation.“Hey, babe,” I begin, using the endearment that always seems to catch Xander off guard, eliciting a faint blush to spread across his cheeks. “I was thinking… Maybe Miles, Silver, and I could hang out together today.”Xander pauses mid-bite, his expression a mix of surprise and apprehension. “Hang out together? But you just went on a stroll with Miles yesterday,” he points out, his tone tinged with concern.I chuckle at the hint of jealousy in his voice, reaching across the table to gently squeeze his hand. “Relax, Xander. It's not like that,” I reassure him, a playful glint in my eye. “We're just friends, and I thought it would be nice for us to spend some time together, especially con
Allegra’s PovSilver grins, her face lighting up with excitement. “I know, right? Wait until you try their famous chocolate croissants—they're to die for!” she declares, already making a beeline for the counter.Miles and I exchange amused glances before following suit, selecting an assortment of pastries to satisfy our cravings. With our treats in hand, we find a cozy corner to sit and indulge, the warm ambiance of the bakery enveloping us in a cocoon of comfort and contentment.As we savor each delectable bite, conversation flows freely, weaving through topics ranging from lighthearted banter to deep philosophical discussions. Amidst the laughter and camaraderie, I can't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the bonds of friendship that unite us, anchoring us in moments of joy and companionship.As the day wears on and the sun begins to dip below the horizon, we find ourselves gathered in a cozy corner of a quaint café, savoring the last moments of our time together. Amidst the cli
Allegra’s PovI woke up to commotion. I check, but Xander isn't on the bed. Getting up, I put on clothes.As I step out of the room, the commotion outside only seems to intensify, with pack members hurrying back and forth, their voices filled with urgency and concern. My heart quickens with apprehension, and my mind races with questions as I scan the chaotic scene for any sign of Xander.“Richard!” I call out, spotting him amidst the flurry of activity. He turns towards me, his expression grave as he approaches.“What's going on? Why is everyone running around like this?” I demanded, my voice edged with worry.Richard places a gentle hand on my shoulder, guiding me back into the room with a solemn expression. “Allegra, I need you to stay here for now. There's been an incident, and Xander has ordered that you remain inside,” he explains, his tone heavy with concern.My heart sinks at his words, a knot of fear tightening in my chest. “What happened? Can you at least tell me that?” I pre
Xander’s PovAs we step back into the room, I envelop her in my arms, pulling her close in a protective embrace. Feeling her nestled against me, finding solace in my warmth amidst the uncertainty, brings a sense of peace. Glancing over, I notice the longing in Miles' gaze, like he wished Allegra were his instead, a pang of empathy stirs within me, and for a split second, I feel sorry for him. Despite the complexities of our past, there's a lingering connection, born of shared moments and genuine camaraderie. Yet, I'm acutely aware that she is meant for me, chosen by the moon goddess herself, and I wouldn't have it any other way.As she eases out of my embrace, meeting my gaze with a gentle smile, I feel a surge of relief wash over me. “I'm glad you're safe,” I murmur, my voice laced with gratitude and affection.But beneath the surface, my concern remains evident, etched into the furrows of my brow as I draw her into another hug. “I'll always worry about you. It's part of being your
Xander’s PovI let out a groan, running a hand through my hair in frustration. “I knew I should've sent someone else,” I mutter, feeling a twinge of annoyance at Richard's lack of discretion.But then, unexpectedly, a grin spreads across my face, unable to resist her infectious energy. “I missed you, Allegra,” I declare, before launching into a playful attack of tickles.She squeals with laughter, squirming in my grasp as we engage in a playful battle. “Stop, stop!” she gasps between giggles, her cheeks flushed with both embarrassment and amusement.Eventually, we collapse onto the couch, breathless and exhausted from our impromptu tickle fight. As we catch our breath, I pull her close, savoring the warmth of her embrace.“I'm glad you had fun today,” I murmur, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.“Me too,” she replies, snuggling closer to me. “And you know what? I'm excited about our future together. Whatever challenges may come our way, I know we'll face them together.”I smile,
Xander’s PovHours blur into minutes as the skirmish rages on, the tide of battle ebbing and flowing with each passing moment. Despite the ferocity of our opponents, we stand firm, our determination unwavering as we push back against the onslaught.Just when it seems like victory is within our grasp, a deafening roar shatters the night, followed by the thunderous sound of footsteps approaching from the east. With a sinking feeling in my gut, I realized that the enemy had launched a two-pronged assault, catching us off guard and stretching our defenses thin.Grim determination settles over me as I bark out orders to reinforce our eastern flank, rallying our fighters to hold the line against the renewed onslaught. We fight with every ounce of strength and courage we possess, driven by a fierce determination to protect our pack and its lands at all costs.As the battle rages on into the night, fatigue threatens to weigh us down, but we refuse to falter, drawing strength from the bonds o
Xander’s PovAs Allegra's tears flow, I hold her close, my heart aching at the depth of her grief. “I'm here, Allegra. I've got you,” I whisper softly, my voice filled with as much reassurance as I can muster in the face of such profound loss.She clings to me, her sobs echoing in the quiet of our room, each one a painful reminder of the friend we've lost. “He was supposed to be one of us, Xander,” she murmurs between choked breaths, her words heavy with sorrow. “How could he just be gone? We just hung out yesterday ?”I stroke her hair gently, offering what little comfort I can in the face of such anguish. “I don't know, Allegra. I don't know,” I reply softly, my heart heavy with the weight of betrayal. “But we'll get through this together. I promise.”As the minutes stretch into hours, we sit in silence, lost in our thoughts and memories of Miles. The weight of his absence hangs heavy in the air, a constant reminder of the fragility of life and the depths of betrayal that lurk with