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
Astrid’s POVThe moon hung high in the sky, its cold light spilling into the quiet room. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the open suitcase before me. My hands shook as I carefully folded my clothes, my mind a tangled mess of emotions I couldn’t untangle.I was my father’s legitimate daughter.The truth had unraveled everything I thought I knew about myself. For years, I’d believed I was nothing — a mistake, a stain on his perfect image. I’d told myself I didn’t belong, that I would never be worthy and that I was just a trouble to their perfect family. And now, knowing it was all a lie… it left me hollow.He’d hidden the truth from me. From all of us. I wasn’t sure what hurt more— the truth itself, or the years of deception.I clenched a shirt in my fists, my breath trembling as I fought to steady it. This doesn’t change anything. I couldn’t let it. He might have been my father by blood, but he had never been a father to me. That bond had been broken long before I even kn
Asha’s POVThe chaos outside the Packhouse was deafening, the shouts of warriors mixing with the blaring alarms. My heart pounded in my chest as I rushed to find my father. Three warriors trailed closely behind me, their presence both reassuring and a reminder of how grave the situation was.When I found him in the main hall, his expression was a mix of concern and focus. The weight of leadership never left his shoulders, even now, as danger closed in on us.“Father,” I called, my voice firm but urgent. “The rogues have breached the borders. Andros sent me to evacuate you. We have to leave now.”His brows furrowed deeply, his gaze shifting toward the window where the faint glow of fires could be seen in the distance. “How could this be? How could they get past the security measures so fast? We have the most advanced technology. How could the rogues enter our perimeters just like that?” My father echoed the same questions that I had, but there was no time to think. “The rogues woul
Alpha Theron’s POVThe chaos outside was growing louder with each passing second. The warriors are trying their best to defend the Pack and protect us from the invaders, but I had no time to think about that.My legs carried me swiftly down the dimly lit hallways of the Packhouse. Everyone has left already, I’m the only one who chose to turn around and go back just to fetch the book.The book. I had to retrieve it. If that book fell into the wrong hands, it would end everything and put Astrid in danger. No one could know the truth about her being an AlmegaI pushed my office open and quickly hurried to the hidden safe where I kept the book hidden. It is tucked inside a concealed drawer beneath my desk. I entered the passcode which only I knew.My hands trembled slightly as I pulled out the thick book. Its worn cover and dusty pages made it looked unimportant at all. I clutched it tightly to my chest and turned to leave, my mind racing. I had to get back to Asha who had stayed behind
Alpha Theron’s POV“Father, it is you who drove me to do this.”Just when I thought that nothing could surprise me more, Andros managed to prove me wrong. A bitter smile appeared on my lips as I averted my gaze from my son whom I love. I coughed, spitting blood from my mouth. After betraying me, killing me, he even has the guts to blame everything he did on me.“You gave me no choice,” Andros continued, justifying his cruel actions. “I couldn’t let you hand your position to Astrid. I can’t let you put the Pack in danger because of a lapse in your judgement. I only did what I had to do.”I remained silent, I couldn’t answer him. My heart hurts so bad that my mind couldn’t form any thoughts aside from the pain that his betrayal caused me. Andros was my pride and son. I know I wasn’t exactly a good father to him, but was I bad enough to deserve this treatment from my son?Tears streamed down my face, not because of the pain coursing through my body caused by my injuries. That pain wa
Astrid’s POVThe air was thick with the metallic tang of blood and the howls of battle. All around me, wolves clashed in brutal combat, their fur matted with dirt and crimson. The once pristine grounds of the Shadowfang Pack were now a battleground, a chaotic swirl of snarling beasts, flashing claws, and snapping jaws.But I stood tall, my human form cutting through the madness like a spearhead, directing my warriors with precision. “Form a line! Protect the children and elders!” I shouted, my voice rising above the discord. My throat burned from barking commands, but I couldn’t stop. Lives depended on me. The warriors of the Shadowfang Pack, massive wolves with sleek, dark coats, obeyed without hesitation. They moved in unison, shielding a group of terrified pack members huddled near the treeline. Their coordinated strikes drove back the advancing rogues, giving the vulnerable a chance to escape. To my left, a warrior was pinned beneath a rogue’s snapping jaws. Without thinkin
Astrid’s POV“Father,” I whispered, the word foreign on my tongue. I had never called him that before. It had always been “Alpha Theron” or just “Alpha.” Whenever I call him that, I could always see it in his face how he desired to hear me call him father.“Father, Father!” I called him repeatedly, hoping he would hear me, but it was too late.I reached out with trembling hands, brushing the blood-matted hair from his face. His skin was cold, his eyes closed, his features still etched with the dignity of the leader he had been. My vision blurred with tears that spilled over, unchecked and endless.“I’m sorry,” I choked, the words barely audible through the sobs that wracked my body. “I’m so sorry, Father. I wasn’t a good daughter. I was so hard on you, so angry. I should’ve… I should’ve forgiven you.”The words tumbled out in a torrent, each one a dagger to my heart. “I was too stubborn. Too proud. You tried to make things right, and I wouldn’t let you. I thought we had more time…
Astrid’s POVMy husband and mate Killian, who is also the Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack, left the assembly and went somewhere with his ex-girlfriend leaving me behind. As the Pack’s Luna, I dutifully prepared for our annual pack assembly, but he nearly ruined it because he couldn’t wait to spend time alone with Giselle. Giselle was Killian’s ex-girlfriend. She was his one true love, a woman who is better in many ways than me. Giselle and Killian were in love with each other. Even after Killian found out that we were mates and marked me as his mate and Luna, Killian only had Giselle in his heart.As his mate, it kills me to know that my mate who is supposed to love and cherish me is in love with someone else. Killian had always reminded me that he felt nothing for me. In the years that we were married, he treated me as nothing more than his mere subordinate.Aside from being a Luna, I am also Killian’s right-hand man in the military. I am in charge of the Pack training and I always wo
Astrid’s POV“Father,” I whispered, the word foreign on my tongue. I had never called him that before. It had always been “Alpha Theron” or just “Alpha.” Whenever I call him that, I could always see it in his face how he desired to hear me call him father.“Father, Father!” I called him repeatedly, hoping he would hear me, but it was too late.I reached out with trembling hands, brushing the blood-matted hair from his face. His skin was cold, his eyes closed, his features still etched with the dignity of the leader he had been. My vision blurred with tears that spilled over, unchecked and endless.“I’m sorry,” I choked, the words barely audible through the sobs that wracked my body. “I’m so sorry, Father. I wasn’t a good daughter. I was so hard on you, so angry. I should’ve… I should’ve forgiven you.”The words tumbled out in a torrent, each one a dagger to my heart. “I was too stubborn. Too proud. You tried to make things right, and I wouldn’t let you. I thought we had more time…
Astrid’s POVThe air was thick with the metallic tang of blood and the howls of battle. All around me, wolves clashed in brutal combat, their fur matted with dirt and crimson. The once pristine grounds of the Shadowfang Pack were now a battleground, a chaotic swirl of snarling beasts, flashing claws, and snapping jaws.But I stood tall, my human form cutting through the madness like a spearhead, directing my warriors with precision. “Form a line! Protect the children and elders!” I shouted, my voice rising above the discord. My throat burned from barking commands, but I couldn’t stop. Lives depended on me. The warriors of the Shadowfang Pack, massive wolves with sleek, dark coats, obeyed without hesitation. They moved in unison, shielding a group of terrified pack members huddled near the treeline. Their coordinated strikes drove back the advancing rogues, giving the vulnerable a chance to escape. To my left, a warrior was pinned beneath a rogue’s snapping jaws. Without thinkin
Alpha Theron’s POV“Father, it is you who drove me to do this.”Just when I thought that nothing could surprise me more, Andros managed to prove me wrong. A bitter smile appeared on my lips as I averted my gaze from my son whom I love. I coughed, spitting blood from my mouth. After betraying me, killing me, he even has the guts to blame everything he did on me.“You gave me no choice,” Andros continued, justifying his cruel actions. “I couldn’t let you hand your position to Astrid. I can’t let you put the Pack in danger because of a lapse in your judgement. I only did what I had to do.”I remained silent, I couldn’t answer him. My heart hurts so bad that my mind couldn’t form any thoughts aside from the pain that his betrayal caused me. Andros was my pride and son. I know I wasn’t exactly a good father to him, but was I bad enough to deserve this treatment from my son?Tears streamed down my face, not because of the pain coursing through my body caused by my injuries. That pain wa
Alpha Theron’s POVThe chaos outside was growing louder with each passing second. The warriors are trying their best to defend the Pack and protect us from the invaders, but I had no time to think about that.My legs carried me swiftly down the dimly lit hallways of the Packhouse. Everyone has left already, I’m the only one who chose to turn around and go back just to fetch the book.The book. I had to retrieve it. If that book fell into the wrong hands, it would end everything and put Astrid in danger. No one could know the truth about her being an AlmegaI pushed my office open and quickly hurried to the hidden safe where I kept the book hidden. It is tucked inside a concealed drawer beneath my desk. I entered the passcode which only I knew.My hands trembled slightly as I pulled out the thick book. Its worn cover and dusty pages made it looked unimportant at all. I clutched it tightly to my chest and turned to leave, my mind racing. I had to get back to Asha who had stayed behind
Asha’s POVThe chaos outside the Packhouse was deafening, the shouts of warriors mixing with the blaring alarms. My heart pounded in my chest as I rushed to find my father. Three warriors trailed closely behind me, their presence both reassuring and a reminder of how grave the situation was.When I found him in the main hall, his expression was a mix of concern and focus. The weight of leadership never left his shoulders, even now, as danger closed in on us.“Father,” I called, my voice firm but urgent. “The rogues have breached the borders. Andros sent me to evacuate you. We have to leave now.”His brows furrowed deeply, his gaze shifting toward the window where the faint glow of fires could be seen in the distance. “How could this be? How could they get past the security measures so fast? We have the most advanced technology. How could the rogues enter our perimeters just like that?” My father echoed the same questions that I had, but there was no time to think. “The rogues woul
Astrid’s POVThe moon hung high in the sky, its cold light spilling into the quiet room. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the open suitcase before me. My hands shook as I carefully folded my clothes, my mind a tangled mess of emotions I couldn’t untangle.I was my father’s legitimate daughter.The truth had unraveled everything I thought I knew about myself. For years, I’d believed I was nothing — a mistake, a stain on his perfect image. I’d told myself I didn’t belong, that I would never be worthy and that I was just a trouble to their perfect family. And now, knowing it was all a lie… it left me hollow.He’d hidden the truth from me. From all of us. I wasn’t sure what hurt more— the truth itself, or the years of deception.I clenched a shirt in my fists, my breath trembling as I fought to steady it. This doesn’t change anything. I couldn’t let it. He might have been my father by blood, but he had never been a father to me. That bond had been broken long before I even kn
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