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 POVA palpable rage consumed me as I stormed out of the room without a clear direction to go in mind.A half-sister?? Never once in my life had I ever expected that my father would fall in love with a woman that is not my mother. My mom and dad were mates destined for each other. My mother patiently waited for her mate and kept herself pure while my father impregnated someone else and even promised her marriage. Even though they haven’t met each other yet, this should be counted as an affair. My father knew that he would meet his true mate later on, but instead of waiting, he cheated on my mother. He actually fell in love with another girl, but because of his responsibility as an Alpha, he had to leave his mistress and marry my mother. My life felt like a whole lie after my father made his raw confession. All my life, I thought my mom and dad had the perfect love story. I grew up adoring how perfect and lovely my parents are. Even our Pack adores them so much. They are tha
Drystan’s POVIt’s been a week since we made our stay in the Shadowfang Pack. It didn’t even feel that we had been here that long. When I turned my phone open, a thousand missed calls and a thousand messages popped up on my notifications, including a thousand emails from different Packs. Ever since our Pack’s alliance with the Shadowfang Pack was announced, my phone never stopped ringing, and Beta Caden never stopped begging and forcing me to come back to the Pack. According to him, there were lots of Alphas from different Packs who flew over to our Pack, wishing to meet me. Last time, when the rumor about my affair with Astrid blew up, everyone ignored me like I was invisible. They treated me like an outcast, but now that I have a connection with the Shadowfang Pack, people are so eager to talk to me like nothing happened. The emails, calls, and messages I received just show how shameless they are. At the time when I begged them not to cancel their partnership with me, no one li
Drystan’s POVIn the end, Astrid managed to convince Nova and me to bring her back to the Pack in exchange for a promise that she would visit here every week for her routine checks. Astrid really didn’t want to stay here any longer. Ever since she found out that her father was actually the Alpha of this Pack, she couldn’t wait to leave. Asha, on the other hand, hadn't seen Asha since she found out that Astrid was her half-sister. She had never shown herself to us ever since When we arrived at the Shadowfang Pack, we brought nothing with us except ourselves. It was an unplanned trip. Thankfully, the Shadowfang Pack provided us with clothes so we could change. Now that we are returning to our pack, we changed the clothes that we wore at Killian’s engagement party since it was the only one we owned. “Are you really sure that you’d come with us?” I asked Astrid for the umpteenth time already. Astrid nodded her head, not getting tired of giving me the same response. “Even if you as
Astrid’s POVThe temperature inside the room lowered, casting a chill on everyone who was present when Alpha Theron suddenly barged inside the room. All eyes instantly turned to him, and they instinctively bowed their heads in deference as he strode purposefully towards my side. “Are you alright?” he pressed, his voice tinged with a rare note of worry, but I refused to meet his gaze. Someone must have informed him of what happened. The news traveled to him so fast. I only turned my head away stubbornly. Hurt flashed across Alpha Theron’s eyes upon my rejection, but it was gone the second it was there as if my eyes had just played tricks on me. Alpha Theron’s brows furrowed, a storm brewing behind his piercing eyes. “What happened here?” he demanded, the weight of his authority filling the room. Silence hung heavy in the air, no one daring to speak up and incur the wrath of the powerful Alpha. Suddenly, the doctor spoke and explained her diagnosis of me to him. “It’s a panic att
Astrid’s POVThe room was covered with silence when everyone left the room. I turned to my side, facing the opposite direction and covered myself with a blanket. I don’t know why Alpha Theron has to stay. What else does he have to say to me? Isn’t it clear that I don’t want to talk to him? Haven’t I pushed him enough away from me already? “Astrid, I know you hate me. What I did to you and your mother was unforgivable, and nothing that I do will make up for all the mistakes that I had done to the both of you,” Alpha Theron started to speak, his voice solemn and filled with remorse. “I don’t deserve your forgiveness… I never will. All that I’m asking is that please give me a chance. You can hate me all you want, I will accept that, just let me be there for you. Give me a chance in your life even if I cannot break through your heart,” Alpha Theron pleaded. As the Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack, Alpha Theron has never pleaded with anyone before; it was always the other way arou
Astrid’s POV“Astrid, are you alright?” Nova’s soft voice entered my ears as soon as I stepped out of the therapist’s office. I shook my head softly in reply as I held on her arm tight. Every time that I go for a session with a therapist, I always leave feeling raw and exposed afterward. The carefully constructed walls I had built around my emotions were always methodically dismantled, one brick at a time, by the therapists’s well-thought questions. Nova wrapped a hand around me to comfort me. “Don’t worry, you’re done already. You can finally relax,” Nova whispered soothingly as she helped me out of the room. I could only nod my head and swallow hard at her words. I always feel weak and out of myself after my therapy sessions. With the therapist’s keen insights and probing questions, she always got into the buried feelings that I had desperately tried to bury and tuck away from the deepest corners of my mind. It’s her job to unearth those buried emotions, forcing me to confro
Astrid’s POVAsha’s terrified screams pierced my ears as I blacked out for a moment. I couldn’t see anything, nor did I know what was happening. I have lost control of myself, like I was trapped inside my own body. “Astrid STOP!!! You are going to kill her!” Nova yelled at me, but I had no idea why she was shouting for me to stop. Panic started to set in as I struggled to get out of myself. I clawed desperately at the boundaries of my consciousness, fighting for control over my body. My wolf had never done something like this before, blocking me from full control over my human body, including my other senses. All that was left of me was my sense of hearing. Usually, in werewolves, the human side should always have higher human control over the human form, just like how the wolf side has higher control over their wolf form.I don’t know how my wolf managed to take full control over my human body, trapping me and keeping me from taking over. “Lyra… Lyra stop. What are you doing?”