Arnold’s PovBabe, get out of bed. Let's get to the hospital for your antenatal,” I shout upstairs to Kylie, my beautiful mate, and Luna. As she groans and rolls over, I can't help but marvel at the strength of the woman I love. We've come so far, especially considering the pain we endured after losing Liam. Now, we're expecting a baby, a symbol of hope and renewal.We decided to move out of the pack house, drowning in memories of Liam. It was a tough decision, but it became necessary for our healing. We built a new house close to the lake, where Kylie and I shared our first kiss. Initially skeptical about the idea, I now see the wisdom in Kylie's decision. The house turned out better than I could have imagined—a cozy and warm haven that Kylie designed with her innate talent for interior design.Running upstairs, I find Kylie still in bed. “Come on, baby, it's time for the antenatal. You're about to be late,” I urged her. She pleads for five more minutes, and I oblige, covering her w
Arnold's PovThe next day, the doctor releases us to go home, and Kylie sighs in relief, visibly tired of staying in the hospital. Gently helping her to the car, she settles in the back seat with the baby. As I turn around and get into the car, we head home, eager to start this new chapter of our lives.Upon arriving home, we're met with a surprising welcome party for the baby, organized by the pack. Kylie's eyes widen in surprise as we open the door, and the pack members scream, “surprise!” Tears enter her eyes, and the baby is slightly startled by the sudden noise. I take the baby gently from her arms, sensing her slight overwhelm as everyone rushes towards her to catch a glimpse of the newborn. She looks at me with gratitude, and I feel a sense of protectiveness.The pack members approach one by one, greeting Kylie and admiring the baby in my arms. Pride glows in my eyes as they marvel at their future Luna. After everyone gets a look at the baby, the atmosphere becomes lively, with
Arnold's PovThe day of Allegra's naming ceremony is filled with anticipation and excitement. We decided to celebrate the occasion with a grand gathering in the pack's ceremonial hall, adorned with vibrant decorations and fragrant flowers.As guests start to arrive, the air is filled with laughter and chatter. Kylie and I, dressed in traditional attire, greet everyone with smiles and gratitude for joining us on this special day. The ceremonial hall echoes with the sounds of joy, and the aroma of delicious food wafts through the air.I find Kylie carefully cradling Allegra in her arms, and she looks radiant in her happiness. “Are you ready for this, Luna?” I ask, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead.Kylie nods, her eyes shining with maternal pride. “Absolutely, Alpha. This is such a beautiful moment for our family and the pack.”The ceremony begins with the traditional howling of the pack elders, invoking the spirit of the moon goddess to bless Allegra. The atmosphere is charged with
Kylie's PovThe moon's gentle glow dances on the serene lake, casting a mesmerizing spell over our intimate moment. Arnold and I share a swim, but an unspoken unease hangs in the air, like a shadow intruding on our celebration.I catch the subtle shift in Arnold's demeanor. “What's on your mind?” I ask, concerned about wrinkling my forehead.He hesitates, then confesses, “I don't know. It just feels like something is wrong.”Worry floods my gaze as I suggest we head back. Arnold reassures me, pulling me into a comforting embrace. “It's just a feeling; it might be nothing.”In an attempt to lighten the mood, he twirls me in the water, and I respond with a playful splash. For a moment, we lose ourselves in the simple joy of being together.As we float side by side, our brief escape is shattered by a sudden intrusion into my mind. Bob's urgent voice echoes through our pack link, breaking the spell. “The pack is under attack.”My heart quickens, and the weight of his words settles over us
kylie's PovAllegra's mysterious disappearance leaves me in stunned silence. I collapsed. Arnold attempts to catch me, his reassurances about finding her falling on skeptical ears. Deep down, I sense his words are more for my comfort than a genuine belief in success. Frustration builds within me, saying we'll find her. But deep down, I know he's just trying to comfort me, and I know he's lying.I pull away, frustration bubbling up. “We couldn't sense him in the same room. How are we supposed to find his pack?” Another child is gone, and all I can do is cry. I'm angry at myself for feeling so powerless.Arnold's attempts at consolation only intensify my anger at my perceived weakness. Pulling away from his embrace, I return to the epicenter of the struggle.I headed back to where the fighting was fiercest. Bob's there, and I go up to him. He gets up, standing at attention. “Any survivors?” I ask, already knowing the answer.Bob looks at Arnold, then back at me. “Yes, Luna. Two survivor
Allegra's PovUgh, ugh.” I'm sparring on the training grounds, honing the skills that have defined my life. Miles, my training partner, tackles me to the ground, and we share a laugh as I finally pin him.“Well, Allegra, you've really gotten good. I see why Beta Richard keeps singing your praises,” Miles says, helping me up.I roll my eyes, dismissing the compliment. “Oh, please, Miles. Mr. Richard hates my guts. I'm sure he'd leave a dagger in my chest if he got the chance.”Miles bursts into laughter. “No, for real, Allegra. He's proud of you. You were the first student to beat him hands-down in combat ever. He's definitely not going to like that, but it doesn't mean he doesn't like you.”I chuckle confidently. “I know I am that good; I threaten his authority. He's probably scared of me," I say, not realizing Beta Richard is close and has overheard.His throat clears, and my eyes widen in shock. “Beta Richard, uhm, I was just explaining to Miles how good you are at combat,” I stamme
Allergra’s Pov As I take my seat, Silver grabs my hands and says, “Allegra, the alpha is so into you.” I laugh at her silliness. “What are you talking about? I'm nobody. Why would the alpha be into me?” Silver rolls her eyes.“You keep saying you're nobody yet to get more special treatment than anyone in this training house.” I smile awkwardly. “Yeah, that's true, but it doesn't mean anything. Maybe it's because I'm the best fighter.”Miles interrupts me by ruffling my hair. I turn to glare at him as he laughs. “Don't you mean I'm the best fighter?” I roll my eyes, remembering the one and only time me and Miles sparred and he won.“Just because I let you win doesn't mean you're better than I.”I try to put my hair in order, but one stray piece keeps falling into my face.Miles helps me tuck a stray piece of hair behind my ear. Miles and I lock eyes, the world fading away. As he leans in for a kiss, a loud roar interrupts, and before I know it, I'm being ripped from my seat. I'm sudde
Allegra’s Pov Shaking off the encounter with Alpha Xander, I head back to the training ground, where the session is in full swing. I scan the area for Miles, but he's nowhere in sight. Deciding to ask Silver, I approach her, and she abandons her sparring partner to envelop me in a tight hug. Seated on a bench, she dives into her dramatic interpretation of Alpha Xander's anger, thinking I was in mortal danger.Laughing at her exaggeration, she gives me a skeptical look. “Were you and Miles about to do something indecent in public? Alpha Xander looked like he was about to kill you.”I consider how much to reveal about the intimate moment with Miles. “It was fine, honestly. He just told me I should be… more decent in public.”Silver scrutinizes me, clearly not buying my story. “Allegra, you don't have to lie to me. It's okay if you would rather not tell me.”Shaking my head, I try to explain, “No, it's not like that. I just don't understand what happened between us.”Silver presses for
Xander’s PovAs days turned into weeks, the rift that had once threatened to tear us apart seemed to heal, replaced by a newfound sense of closeness and unity. The forgiveness Allegra had extended to me washed away the lingering doubts and fears, leaving in its wake a sense of peace and contentment that I had long yearned for.Each day brought with it a renewed sense of purpose as we embraced the opportunity to reconnect with her father, Alpha Arnold, in ways we had never thought possible. As we delved into shared memories and created new ones together, the bonds of family grew stronger, weaving us together in an unbreakable bond of love and acceptance.One afternoon, as we sat together in the garden, basking in the warmth of the sun, Alpha Arnold turned to me with a smile, his eyes filled with warmth and affection. “Xander,” he began, his voice tinged with emotion. “I never thought I'd have the chance to get to know you like this.”I smiled back, feeling a surge of gratitude for the
Allegra’s PovI asked that question, and Xander sighed, running a hand through his hair as he struggled to find the right words. “I never meant to hurt you,” he began, his voice tinged with remorse. “But I was desperate, Allegra. Desperate to protect you, to keep you safe from those who would seek to harm you.”I furrowed my brow, confusion flickering in the depths of my eyes. “Protect me?” I echoed the words, heavy with disbelief. “From what?”Xander hesitated, his gaze shifting away from mine as he wrestled with his own inner demons. “From my past,” he finally admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “From the enemies I've made, the battles I've fought, and the secrets I've kept.”My heart clenched at his words, a sense of foreboding settling over me like a dark cloud. “What secrets?” I demanded, my voice trembling with emotion. “What aren't you telling me, Xander?”Xander took a deep breath, his eyes filled with regret, as he met my gaze. “I'm not who you think I am, Allegra,” h
Allegra’s PovAs I stood in the clearing, buoyed by the wisdom and compassion of the Moon Goddess, a newfound sense of clarity washed over me like a cleansing tide. With each passing moment, the raw ache of betrayal began to ebb, replaced by a steely resolve and a determination to confront the challenges that lay ahead.Gathering my strength, I wiped away the last of my tears and squared my shoulders, ready to face Xander and my father once more. As I made my way back to the house, my heart pounded in my chest, a mixture of apprehension and determination coursing through my veins.As soon as I stepped through the door, Xander's eyes met mine, his expression a mix of relief and apprehension. Without hesitation, he rushed towards me, arms outstretched, ready to envelop me in a comforting embrace. But I held up a hand, stopping him in his tracks.“Not yet,” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper. “I'm not ready.”Xander's brow furrowed confused, and his eyes filled with concern. “Al
Allegra’s PovAs the truth crashed down on me like a tidal wave, I couldn't stop the overwhelming surge of emotions that threatened to consume me. Betrayal, confusion, heartbreak—they all swirled together in a maelstrom of agony, tearing me apart from the inside out. How could Xander, the one person I thought I could trust with my life, betray me in such a way? Was our entire relationship built on lies and deceit?I stumbled out of the house, my chest constricted with pain, and my vision blurred with tears. I didn't care where I was going; I just needed to get away to escape the suffocating weight of betrayal that hung heavy in the air. With each step, the forest seemed to close in around me, the trees towering above me like accusing sentinels.As I ran, my power surged within me, responding to the turmoil raging inside me. Anger, raw and potent, bubbled up from the depths of my soul, fueling my every step and propelling me deeper into the heart of the forest. With each stride, my spe
Xander’s PovAs Allegra stormed out of the room, frustration, and guilt gnawed at me, leaving me feeling utterly helpless. I knew I had upset her, but I couldn't suppress the gnawing fear that had been eating away at me since Alpha Arnold's revelation. The thought of losing her, of being left alone once again, terrified me more than anything else.I paced the room, my mind racing with conflicting emotions. On one hand, I wanted nothing more than to make Allegra happy and to support her in her quest to reconnect with her father. But on the other hand, the selfish part of me couldn't bear the thought of losing her or watching her slip away from me.As I wrestled with my thoughts, a knock on the door startled me out of my reverie. A guard stood at attention, delivering a message from Alpha Arnold requesting my presence in his office. I nodded in acknowledgment, my heart sinking at the thought of facing him again.As I made my way to Alpha Arnold's office, I couldn't shake the feeling of
Allegra’s PovAs Alpha Arnold revealed the unexpected news that I was his daughter, a whirlwind of emotions swept through me. Happiness, disbelief, and a sense of belonging all mingled together, leaving me feeling like I was standing on the precipice of a new chapter in my life. But as I turned to share my joy with Xander, I was met with a wall of silence and a stormy expression on his face.“Xander, aren't you happy?” I asked, my voice filled with hope as I searched his face for any sign of joy.He hesitated for a moment, his gaze shifting away from mine. “Of course, I'm happy for you, Allegra,” he replied, his voice strained.But I could see the truth lurking behind his words, the tension radiating from him like a palpable force. “Then what's wrong?” I pressed, unable to ignore the unease settling in the pit of my stomach.Alpha Arnold, ever-perceptive, seemed to sense the tension between us. “I'll give you two some space,” he said, rising from his seat. “But Xander, I would love to
Xander’s PovAs Allegra spent the rest of the day with Alpha Arnold, I found myself wandering the vast grounds of his estate, lost in my thoughts. Alpha Arnold had instructed one of his guards to provide us with the most comfortable room in his house, and as I made my way there, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease gnawing at the pit of my stomach.Alone in the room, I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as I thought about Allegra spending time with Alpha Arnold. I had grown accustomed to having all of her attention, and the thought of sharing it with someone else, especially someone who could potentially be her father, left me feeling unsettled. I paced the room, wrestling with my emotions, wishing I had tried harder to convince Allegra to leave with me.Hours passed, and just as I was beginning to resign myself to the fact that I might not see Allegra for the rest of the day, she finally returned. The excitement in her face was palpable as Alpha Arnold dropped her off, and a
Allegra’s PovXander, refusing to believe or accept the possibility of me being Alpha Arnold's daughter, shakes her head, frustration bubbling to the surface. “Even if there is a chance, it changes everything,” they argued, desperation creeping into their tone. “We have our lives and our packs to think about. We can't just upend everything because of some wild theory.”He watches me closely, searching for any sign of uncertainty in my expression. But to his dismay, I felt oddly calm about the situation, my eyes fixed on the photograph in my hands.I look into his eyes, and I see that he couldn't fathom how I could entertain the idea of being Alpha Arnold's long-lost daughter, especially considering the fact that it would probably change a lot of our lives.“You can't actually be serious,” he interjected, frustration bubbling to the surface as he snatched the picture from me. “Tell me you're not actually considering this.”My gaze met his, my eyes betraying a hint of hesitation. “I kno
Allegra’s PovI never thought I'd see a garden as beautiful as this in my life. The person who planted it must have taken great care in handling it because it looks so wonderful.Even as I'm enjoying the garden, my mind keeps going back to Xander and the wound he suffered from fighting the green wood pack, formerly rogue Alpha. I hope he's well.Just as I was thinking about him, I heard his voice calling my name. Allegra," he calls out, his voice rough with urgency. “We need to leave.”I turn to him, surprise written across my features. “Leave? But what about the Greenwood pack? We can't just abandon them,” I protest, my brow furrowing in concern.He shakes his head, his resolve unwavering. “We've done all we can here. It's time to go,” he insists, his tone brooking no argument.But I'm not so easily swayed. I argue back, my voice rising with frustration as I plead my case for staying. We go back and forth, each of us standing firm in our convictions.I pleaded my case for staying, my