Drsystan’s POVAsha’s eyes turned wide when she saw my face. She was clearly surprised to see me, not expecting that I would suddenly turn up behind her back. “What took you so long to get here?” Asha asked as soon as she recognized my face. “I thought you wouldn’t be coming. I thought you didn’t care about Astrid as much as you did before now that she had finally served her purpose,” she commented disdainfully, trying to get on my nerves. Nova has been regularly updating me with their life in the Shadowfang Pack. Even though I was away, I still knew what was happening to them. Nova had once informed me that Asha had provoked Astrid into a fight before. Asha thinks that our purpose of coming here was to gain connections with her father and use their Pack to stabilize our failing Pack. Since the words she threw at me weren’t new anymore, I let it slide out of my mind. “What?” Asha snapped at her brother angrily when he suddenly discreetly held her back by the arm. “Is there anyth
Drystan’s POVBefore I could give much thought to what Asha’s true intentions were, the door suddenly slammed open, stealing all of our attention. Alpha Theron suddenly burst out of the door with a wide grin on his face. “Astrid is awake!” he cried, his voice brimming with unbridled joy.Without a moment’s hesitation, I entered Astrid’s room and rushed to her bedside with my heart pounding with a mixture of hope and trepidation. “Astrid,’ I breathed out, stealing the breath from my lungs when I saw her. There she was, finally sitting up on her bed, her eyes open and alert, with a small radiant smile playing on her lips. “Drystan.” Astrid muttered my name, surprised to see me here. At that moment, a profound relief flooded through me, chasing away the fear and worry that had been my constant companion ever since Astrid was put in danger. I’m so glad that I have left sooner, or else I wouldn’t arrive on time to see her. She’s finally alive, she’s conscious — she has finally return
Nova’s POVAs the stillness of the night and the chillness of the air calmed my mind, I found myself drawn outside, my feet carrying me to the most private part of the Packhouse, away from the noise and attention of other people. Today is my birthday, but no one knew about it except for Drystan. Everyone is preoccupied with Astrid’s recovery, and I couldn’t just steal all the attention and say, ‘Hey! It’s my birthday today!’ That would be so insensitive of me to do so, and I don’t want Astrid to be worried about me. It would be better for Astrid to focus on her recovery. A part of me was relieved that only Drystan knew it was my birthday. I had never been one for grand celebrations or the unwanted attention that came with them.The idea of being the center of focus, of having all eyes on me, filled me with a sense of unease. I preferred the solitude, the peace and calmness of the night.And so, I stared up at the twinkling stars that kept me company, and I felt a deep sense of cont
Nova’s POV“Really? Then why do you dye your hair in strawberry?” Drystan asked as he grabbed a strand of my hair. I moved all my hair to my right shoulder so he couldn’t reach it. “Just because I dye my hair strawberry blonde, it doesn’t mean I like strawberry,” I replied grumpily. My sister and I were born with the same hair colour. I was born with naturally perfect blonde hair, just like my sister. However, when my sister died, I chose to dye my hair because my hair would always remind me of her. I don’t like it when I look in the mirror and I see her. Before, when people saw us together, they thought that we were twins. That’s just how we look so much alike. Dyeing my hair with a different colour made me look a lot less like my sister. Drystan suddenly let out a huge yawn by my side; I watched as he leaned in comfortably on the bench beside me, his eyes connecting to the stars above. “Are you not going back inside to sleep?” I questioned him, not expecting that he would stay
Nova’s POVMy heart pounded in my chest as the words tumbled from my lips, “Are you going to reject me?” The vulnerability I felt was palpable, the fear of his answer etched into every trembling syllable. I watched as Drystan’s expression shifted, a flicker of remorse passing across his features. I held my breath, bracing myself for the impending verdict. Is he going to do it? Is he going to reject me?Just yesterday, he comforted me, saying that I shouldn’t have to worry about who my mate was going to be. He promised that he wouldn’t let my mate reject me and that he would force him to be with me. He even said that whoever my mate was going to be would be so lucky. Now that it turns out he is the lucky person he was talking about, would he reject me?Sensing my trepidation, Drystan spoke, his voice gentle but resolute. “Noba, I…” He paused, and I could see the conflict raging within him. I willed him to understand, my eyes pleading with him to see the depth of my feelings. Muster
Astrid’s POVI settled back into the plush pillows of the hospital bed, finally alone after the doctor’s thorough examination. My vitals were stable, he had assured me, and with some more rest, I’d be back on my feet in no time. I sighed, relishing the quiet stillness of the room, but the serene moment was shattered as the doors burst open. My brows furrowed with concern as Nova stumbled in, her eyes swollen and red. “Nova? What on earth happened to you?” I asked, knowing that her eyes were red and puffy because of tears. “Who made you cry?” I asked her as she collapsed into the chair beside my bed. “You mean this?” she asked nonchalantly as she pointed a finger to her eyes. “It’s nothing. I fell asleep crying last night. I just missed my sister,” Nova answered, making me feel bad for her. I must have brought back memories of her sister again, making her cry so hard until her eyes had turned red and puffy. “I’m sorry,” I apologized as I reached out and squeezed her hand. Nova s
Astrid’s POVI couldn’t shake the heaviness that had settled over me ever since Nova told me she was going to leave.Ever since she left, I haven’t moved on my bed. I stayed lying on my side, facing the stark white concrete, just thinking about the words that she said. Every breath I drew was laced with a pervasive sadness that threatened to consume me. I didn’t even have the energy to greet Drystan when he went to visit me. Drystan had noticed the change in my demeanor. He’d been speaking to me, but I never turned to face him or uttered a sound to reply to him. I’m not in the mood to interact with anyone. As Drystan approached, I could feel his concerned gaze upon me, though I kept my eyes fixed firmly on the wall, unwilling to meet his probing stare. “Astrid, is everything okay?” he asked tentatively. “What’s wrong?”The words hung in the air, and for a moment, I couldn’t bring myself to respond. I don’t know how to explain my feelings without sounding selfish and unsupportive o
Drystan’s POVI could feel my wolf snarling and pacing restlessly within me, its growls echoing in my mind. Ever since I had foolishly rejected Nova as my mate and Luna, my wolf had been furious. “She was perfect for us!” It howled inside me. “How could you push her away?”I winced, trying to ignore the relentless complaints of my wolf. Last night, right after I rejected Nova as my mate and Luna, I had to use every ounce of willpower I had to subdue the wolf inside me, forcing it into silence for a time. But now, with the news that Nova was leaving to find her second chance mate, my wolf had whipped into a frenzy once more, and I couldn’t hold him back anymore.“We can’t let her go!” It raged. “She belongs with us! We have to talk to her and talk her out of leaving us before it’s too late.”I gripped the edge of my desk, and my knuckles turned white as I struggled to maintain control. I need to stay here, I cannot go to stop Nova. It’s better if she leaves. In that way, she could p