How do you think Astrid would react if she wakes up and finds out that she lost her son?
Astrid’s POV‘W-what happened to me?’ I thought to myself as my heavy lids fluttered open. My head feels quite heavy as if I were hit by a ton of bricks.Still, I fought my eyes open. I want to know where I am. I want to know what happened and if I was saved and returned to a safe place.The last thing I remembered was my hands getting tied with my feet hanging above the ground. The next thing was falling to the ground, feeling a lot of pain, and becoming unconscious because of it. Am I still in danger?“Astrid? Astrid, can you hear me?” Drystan’s familiar voice entered my ears as I fought to wake up. “Drystan?” I muttered as I finally focused my gaze on him.“I’m right here,” he said softly as he took my hand in his. “How are you feeling?” His brows creased with worry as he leaned over me. Relief washed over me as soon as I saw his face. I blinked a few times, my eyes adjusting to the light. That’s when I noticed another figure standing beside Drystan — Nova, who also looks equall
Astrid’s POVI gazed upon the stranger who just entered my room. I looked at him curiously, wondering who he was and what he was doing here. Despite this man being entirely unfamiliar to me, I felt intimidated by his presence. With his shoulders back and his head held high, he projected an aura of nobility. He has a confident air to him. His silver strands of hair streaked his dark locks, lending him a distinguished, almost noble bearing. “Who is Giselle?” The man spoke again with regality when no one answered his question. He particularly gazed at me, directing his question to me. Feeling intimidated by his gaze, I turned my eyes on Drystan, locking gazes with him. Seeing my gaze, Drystan instantly knew what I wanted to say. “Astrid, this is Alpha Theron, the Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack,” Drystan stood up and introduced the man who had just arrived to me. My eyes widened, and my hand covered my mouth instinctively in shock. The man in front of me is none other than the Al
Drystan’s POV“Theron,” I uttered his name coldly and grabbed his arm when we finally reached the hallway, stopping him from his tasks.Seeing how I grabbed their Alpha, his entourage of guards stepped forward, their postures rigid and protective, ready to swiftly intervene and shield their Alpha from me. However, before they could even lay a finger on me, Theron raised his hand, silently signaling them to calm down. “What do you want?” I hissed at Theron with my brows firmly pressed together as I stared at him with a narrowed gazeThe air around us cackled with tension as I held my ground, unwavering, meeting Theron’s piercing gaze with my own resolute stare. I still believe that there is a hidden motive as to why Theron would use their Pack’s sacred treasure to save Astrid. I was about to ask him about that during dinner last night, but he distracted me from doing that by offering me a Pack Alliance. I had suspected that maybe he and Astrid already knew each other from before, b
Astrid’s POVNova never left my side. She stayed beside me, keeping me company in this little boring room where silence enveloped us as I secretly grieved on my own. I curled on my bed, facing the opposite direction as emptiness filled my heart. My eyes remained open, unblinking as I thought of the unborn child that I lost. I pressed a hand to my still-flat abdomen where my child used to be. The comforting swell that had given her so much joy was already gone. There’s just nothing in there but the unyielding flatness of my own skin. With a shuddering breath, I closed my eyes, shutting out the world. In the darkness, I allowed my tears to finally fall, mourning not just the child I had lost but also the mother I would never be. I felt hollow and useless, the emptiness inside me echoing, swallowing me whole in a depressive state. I know my tears couldn’t bring my baby back. It would never erase how I failed as a mother and the crushing guilt that I couldn’t keep my child safe.
Astrid’s POVI bit my lower lip as I tried to pull my arm away from Asha’s iron-tight grasp. Her slender fingers were like bands of steel as she held me down, her eyes fixated with laser-like intensity on the dark silver bracelet that adorned my wrist.Each time I tried to pull my hand out, she would tighten her grip around my wrist, burying her nails into my skin until my arm had turned red because of the lack of blood. “I asked you a question!” Asha yelled at me. “Where did you get this?!”I flinched at her fury. I do not understand why my bracelet made her angry.“Asha, let her go! You are hurting her,” Nova demanded, unable to lay a finger on the daughter of the Shadowfang Pack’s Alpha. If only she had not been someone we could not afford to offend, Nova would have hurled her away from me to protect me. “I-It was a gift,” I answered her as I winced in pain. Suddenly, Asha twisted my arm, making me yell out loud. She held my arm in an unnatural position. She held it at a perfe
Astrid’s POVEveryone stopped and bowed their heads with respect when Alpha Theron entered the room. Alpha Theron’s piercing gaze scanned the room. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion when he saw the amount of Pack guards crowding inside the room. But then, Alpha Theron’s stern expression softened when his eyes fell upon me, kneeling weakly on the ground. Without hesitation, he strode towards me, concern etched on his features. Reaching down, Alpha Theron gently took my arm, helping me to my feet with a tenderness that belied his imposing stature. I was surprised at how much he cared. I felt uncomfortable receiving such treatment from a man like him. “Are you alright?” Theron’s deep voice was laced with unmistakable worry as he steadied me and carefully brought me back to bed. “Thank you, Alpha. I’m alright,” I replied, as I felt uneasy at the attention that he was giving me. It felt awkward when I saw everyone staring at us in surprise. Asha has the most interesting reaction fr
Astrid’s POVErika? That’s also my mother’s name. The bracelet… Alpha Theron gave it to a woman named Erika, who then gave it to me. My eyes slowly widened when Alpha Theron’s words sank in. The woman he had been involved with, the one he had abandoned while she was pregnant —. that woman is my mother. Which meant…My breath got caught in my throat as realization dawned upon me like a splash of cold water. Is the Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack my father?How could that be? How could a powerful Alpha be my father who abandoned us?My heart hammered inside my chest, my pulse pounding in my ears. I curled my fingers into the bedsheets, knuckles turning white from my vice-like grip as a storm of emotions clouded me. “Don’t tell me…” Asha spoke, her eyes widening. “Tell me, is that the name of your mother?” she spoke directly to me. My gaze flickered to Asha, my half-sister that I ever knew I had. I opened my mouth, desperate to say something - anything, but the words lodged in my throat
Astrid’s POVMy composure crumbled, and I broke out into tears when Alpha Theron and the others finally left the room, leaving Drystan, Nova, and me behind. Drystan stood silently by my side, his usually stoic expression softening with concern as he regarded me. Nova, ever the perceptive one, reached out and gave my hand a gentle squeeze. “It’s going to be alright,” Nova murmured, her voice like a soothing balm. Why did he have to say that? Why did he have to expose the truth now, after I just lost my child? Did he think that I would be happy to find out that he was my father? Did he think that I would run into his arms and forgive me like nothing happened by just showing remorse? The only emotion I felt when I heard the truth was not joy but anger. Now that I finally knew the truth, I finally knew the amount of pain that my mother went through because of him. As an omega mated to an Alpha, I know how it feels to be abused and oppressed because of discrimination because of the
Asha’s POVThe soft crunch of leaves beneath my boots was the only sound as I walked through the forest path.My mother’s grave is far from the Packhouse. She is buried in a secluded area, giving her peace. The cool air carried a solemn stillness that matched my mood. Visiting her grave was my sanctuary, a place where I could let my guard down and remember the woman who raised me.That’s when I saw him — Andros, my older brother, standing at the edge of the woods. The shadows from the trees seemed to engulf him, and his posture was rigid, alert. Was he here to visit Mother too? I wondered. My heart swelled at the thought. It wasn’t often that Andros and I shared these quiet moments. As the crowned Alpha he has too many responsibilities placed on his shoulder. He was always busy. I opened my mouth to call out to him but stopped short when another figure emerged from the shadows. My brows furrowed. The man wore a black hoodie that concealed most of his face, and his movements wer
Asha’s POVI staggered back, shaking my head in disbelief. “That’s not true. That can’t be true,” I mumbled as if I was just trying to convince myself.“I was left with no choice, Asha. Your mother—Luna Jamaica—was my brother’s mate. He was the rightful Alpha. But when he died, the Pack needed a leader. And I… I was the only option. I was forced to marry her to maintain stability. To keep this Pack from falling apart.”My father’s eyes turned red as he tried his best to hold back his tears. My heart wrenched as I feel for his pain. This is the first time I ever saw my father look so vulnerable. “I gave up everything. My mate. My happiness. My future. I gave it all away for this Pack, for a life I never wanted. And every day since, I have lived with that choice. With the weight of betraying my mate, of turning my back on the only woman I ever loved.”I stared at him, my body trembling as the truth settled over me like a suffocating blanket. Everything I had believed, everything I
Asha’s POVI squared my shoulders as I faced my father, my eyes narrowing at him in anger. I crossed my arms tightly over my chest, the weight of years of frustration and jealousy boiling to the surface. My father simply stood before me, his usual composed demeanor tinged with a rare expression of exasperation, but I didn’t care. Not anymore“She doesn’t even call you Father!” I spat, my voice trembling with anger. “Not once in her life has Astrid ever acknowledged you as her father. And yet, you treat her like she’s some prized treasure. Why, Father? Because you feel guilty for neglecting her? She’s just your illegitimate child! It’s best that she realize she’s not special!” I blurted out angrily.Alpha Theron’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t speak. That silence — his silence — was what always drove me mad. He would never defend himself, never justify his actions, as if I were the one being unreasonable. But I wasn’t.“She’s ungrateful!” I continued, pacing back and forth as my em
Astrid’s POVThe silence after the call ended was heavier than the words I hadn’t spoken.I remained frozen, clutching the phone as though its weight could tether me to the choices I had made. Each unspoken truth tightened like a vice around my chest, each lie stealing the air I so desperately needed.I wanted nothing more than to turn back, to run to Ryker and finally tell him who I really was. But how could I? How could I be so selfish, so reckless? I knew the truth about my condition — how dangerous and uncertain everything is. How could I let him get close to me, knowing how it will all end?The thought of Ryker loving me, only to lose me, was unbearable. I couldn’t let him go through that pain, the kind of pain that had already hollowed me out. I knew it too well — the ache of losing someone you’d give anything to keep. The searing, unrelenting agony of losing my husband, the devastation of outliving my child. I wouldn’t wish that torment on anyone, least of all Ryker.A shiv
Killian’s POVIt had been days since Ryker had last seen Giselle, and Ryker still hadn’t asked a single question about her mother. At first, I was afraid of what he’d say, dreading the moment he’d look me in the eye and ask, Where’s my mother? I couldn’t bring myself to tell him the truth, knowing how much it would break him. How could I possibly explain to him that Giselle is not her mother, and that she’s dead. In his whole life, Ryker believed that Giselle was his mother — she’d raised him, after all, and he’d known her as nothing else.I know it would be difficult for him to accept and process the whole truth, and I was trying my best to avoid the confrontation from him. But now… I’m no longer just worried about Ryker’s difficult questions now I wasn’t just avoiding the question. I am now worried wondering why he still haven’t asked me any question. In the days that had passed, he hadn’t asked even once. Not a word about Giselle. No concern, no curiosity. Just silence. And
Alpha Theron’s POVAndros scoffed, his disbelief clear as he tilted his head back. “You are choosing Astrid over me?” he spat out. “You’re going to make her the crowned Luna of this Pack? It’s only been three years since you met her, and you think she’s worthy of this title? What do you think Asha would say? Astrid isn’t even your legitimate child!”I met his gaze, my own expression resolute. “Astrid has proven herself capable. She’s been our acting Beta for three years and led as the Luna of the Silvermoon Pack for five years before that. She has the qualities, the skills, and the strength needed to lead. In terms of ability, Andros, she does her job far better than you.”Andros’s fists clenched, his expression darkening with insult and rage. “This is madness! The Pack won’t accept it! My mother is your true mate and the Luna of this Pack. Giving your position to someone who isn’t her child is an insult to her legacy and to this Pack!”I took a step forward, my voice unwavering.
Alpha Theron’s POVA long silence settled over the room after I asked the question, heavy and tense. I kept my gaze fixed on Andros, waiting, hoping for a sign of remorse or an explanation. But what I saw instead shook me to my core. Andros looked back at me, and in that gaze, I saw a stranger. The gentle son I thought I knew was gone, and in his place stood a man cold and unyielding.Then he spoke, his voice sharper and louder than I had ever heard it, filled with a defiance that sent a chill through me. “You want to know why I did it?” he snapped, his tone a mix of anger and something darker. “I did it for us, for this pack. I was doing you a favor by doing what you could never bring yourself to do.”His words stunned me. Andros had never raised his voice to me, not once in all the years I’d known him. Even when I was harsh or demanding — as I always was, he had always accepted it in silence, never challenging me. But now, he stood before me, speaking without restraint, and I
Alpha Theron’s POVAndros entered, his eyes darting between me and the book lying on the desk. He tried to mask his apprehension, but I caught the flicker of recognition in his gaze. I wasted no time.“Did Beta Alek give you this book?” I asked, my voice steady but taut.He blinked, feigning innocence. “I’ve seen the book before, yes. Beta Alek showed it to me and explained what it was.” His eyes held mine, the picture of calm. “Is there something wrong?”Besidehim, Beta Alek looked stricken but hopeful. He took a step forward, his voice shaking with urgency. “Andros, explain everything to your father and tell him that I’m being wronged. I gave you the book didn’t I? I even told you to burn the book for me,” Beta Alek spoke up, trusting that my son would prove his innocence. Andros raised his brows, feigning confusion. “What do you mean?” he asked, his tone soft and innocent.“That didn’t happen. You never gave me the book — I’ve never even touched it.”Beta Alek’s face went pale
Alpha Theron’s POVThe moment Astrid left my office, I reached through the Pack Link, calling for Beta Alek.My voice came out raw and unfiltered, the unmistaken anger pulsed through the link sending their wolves into submission. I could sense Beta Alek’s panic, could feel his wolf bristle at the force of my command. He knew I wasn’t pleased.Moments later, the door opened, and Alek entered, his face pale, but his steps were urgent.I didn’t give him a chance to speak before hurling the book at him. It hit him squarely in the face, making him stagger. As he caught the book, his face drained of color even further when recognition flared in his eyes.“Didn’t I tell you to burn that book?” My voice was low, lethal, and I didn’t miss the way he trembled at each word.Alek fell to his knees, the weight of his guilt bearing down on him. “Alpha,” he choked out, “I admit my irresponsibility. I failed you. I’m willing to accept any punishment for my insubordination,” he answered readily, pr