Killian’s POV
Divorce? I couldn’t understand.I sighed and raked my hair in frustration when I caught my mind drifting off again instead of focusing on the paperwork that I had to finalize for the day.My mind kept on going back to Astrid’s words. I couldn’t believe how she easily asked me for divorce.Astrid has always been responsible and obedient as a Luna and as my right-hand man or commander in the military.I couldn’t believe that she would easily file for divorce knowing that divorcing me would mean she would have to give up her Luna title and it would also make things awkward between us.I leaned on my chair and shut my eyes as I felt my headache coming. She must be talking purely out of her emotions. Once she had calmed down and saw the whole situation with a clear head, she would realize that the divorce would be too much.I was just late for her grandmother’s funeral and I have a reasonable excuse for that. If I really didn’t care, I wouldn’t have shifted to my wolf and raced to that place even though I knew I was already late.For the part when I stopped her from being with her grandmother before she died, that wasn’t intentional.I had no idea that she was actually telling the truth at that time. I thought she was making excuses. I really had no idea.If she didn’t push Giselle off the stairs, she wouldn’t miss her chance to be with her grandmother.What would she expect me to do after she tried to kill Giselle and endanger the life of my unborn child?Again, this is entirely not my fault.I agree that I have been busy lately and have neglected Astrid’s feelings, but it’s not an appropriate reason to suddenly decide on a divorce.I jolted when someone suddenly entered my room without knocking, I thought it was Astrid, but it turned out as no other than my Beta.I forgot Astrid is required to knock before entering, but Beta Ryder could enter my office whenever he wants.“Are the papers signed already?” Beta Ryder asked me as he strolled loftily inside my office.I glanced down at the papers that my mind had barely absorbed. Before I could give my answer, Beta Ryder spoke up.“You’ve been out of yourself ever since Luna Astrid left. What happened between you two?” Beta Ryder asked curiously.It’s been three days since Astrid had left, surprisingly he is only asking that question now.“Astrid is filing for divorce,” I answered him straightforwardly.His eyebrows shot up when he heard my answer. “Are you serious?” He asked me in disbelief.“Do I look like I’m joking?” I glared at him.His brows furrowed as he thought carefully. “Is this a good thing or a bad thing?”My eyes narrowed at him upon hearing his question, but I couldn’t blame him for asking such a question.Although Astrid and I were married for four years, we had never been intimate with each other. I have never even treated Astrid as my own mate, but when Giselle came back I already made her pregnant.It is common for Beta Ryder to think this way.“Of course, it is a bad thing,” I answered him. “She is our Pack Luna, we cannot lose her.”When I met Astrid, I thought she was just a weak werewolf who wouldn’t be able to handle the role of a Luna.Of all the powerful women I could be mated to like Giselle, I ended up with Astrid who is born omega.I hated her because she was weak and didn’t match up to me. I hated her more because she manipulated my father and separated me from Giselle.Eventually though when I saw what she was capable of, I finally learned to hate her less only because of the contributions she had to the Pack.She is still a useful Luna to this Pack even though she is born omega.“How about Giselle then?” He asked me as he plopped on my couch making himself comfortable like he was at home. “She’s still pregnant with your child and for sure she would also love to be the Pack’s Luna.”“Giselle can’t be our Luna,” I replied.If Giselle becomes the Luna, I’m sure she won’t be half as good as Astrid. Besides, our pack cannot afford to let go of a talent like Astrid.All of this started because I got Giselle pregnant. If I hadn’t impregnated her, then maybe Astrid wouldn’t even have thought of divorce.I will also have more reasons to make Astrid stay in our Pack.What happened between me and Giselle was an accident. I was drunk. I don’t even remember how it happened on the night that Giselle came back.I hated myself for being unable to control myself. The next thing I knew, Giselle was already pregnant. I couldn’t go back in time even if I wanted to, and I had to be responsible for my actions whether it was intentional or not.In the end, the baby is innocent and it is still mine. It is my responsibility to take care of Giselle and my child.“I will take care of her and our child since it’s my duty and the Pack needs an heir, but Astrid is the rightful Luna. I’m not divorcing her,” I added firmly after making a decision.“Then since you have already figured that out, why don’t you just go and tell her that?” He suggested as if it was that easy.“Astrid is still angry. She would only hate me more if she saw me and heard me say anything more.”My downcast expression brightened up a bit after I thought of something.“Trust me, once Astrid has calmed down, she would realize that the divorce is something she wouldn’t want. Astrid wouldn’t like to leave the Pack and turn into a rogue, does she? Who in their right mind would want that?” All my fears were washed away as I had that thought.“What are you planning to do now?” Beta Ryder asks me, putting me deep in thought“Buy me some flowers, lilies to be exact,” I ordered him.“What?” Beta Ryder’s brows furrowed at my unexpected response.“I shouldn’t just wait for Astrid to calm down, I should try to ease her anger too,” I replied.Since my problem would be solved once Astrid had calmed down, it would be better if I did something to ease her anger. In that way, I would also be able to win her heart too.Hearing my reason behind it, Beta Ryder did not ask more questions and left to get the flowers that I asked for.What is a better gift you can use to win a woman’s heart than flowers? I’m sure once Astrid receives the flowers, she will rethink all that she said, and she will also think that I don’t only care about Giselle just like what she had thought.A small smile stretched on my lips when I remembered the first time that I met Astrid.It was a beautiful spring day. I was just taking a stroll in our packhouse’s garden when I saw her from afar speaking to the fishes swimming in the pond while feeding them.It was the first time I saw someone in their right mind talking to a fish. She didn’t notice that I was watching her so she continued talking.At that time, I had no plans of talking to her. I just saw her as a weird woman talking to creatures that she knew wouldn’t be able to understand her. I was about to leave when she suddenly fell off the pond’s bridge and dropped into the swimming fishes that she was feeding.I didn’t think twice and jumped in to save her.It was an unusual first encounter, so I could never forget it. At that time, many lilies were growing out of the pond.Ever since then, I am always reminded of our first encounter whenever I see lilies.I’m sure once she receives my gift, she will be reminded of that encounter too.Astrid’s POVMy heart was heavy with grief and my body was fully exhausted when I returned to the packhouse. Being pregnant made me become more emotional, and it also made me tire more easily. With everything that had happened to me lately, being pregnant made things more difficult for me. Returning to the packhouse was the last thing that I wanted, but I had to. I had left all my things behind when I suddenly decided not to come back anymore. Right now, I just don’t want to meet anyone who would ruin my mood even further. I came to the packhouse to pack my things and that’s it. I have no intention of meeting Killian or even seeing his face. I also do not have any intention of telling him about our unborn child anymore.I instinctively touched my bump as I had that thought. I bit my lower lip as I felt sorry for my child.As someone who grew up without a father, I do not want my baby to experience that also. However, I couldn’t also let him grow up with a father who doesn’t want h
Astrid’s POVKillian turned his face away in shame when he heard my words. His hands trembled slightly as he reluctantly pulled the lilies away from my face, giving me the chance to breathe much better.I remained silent as I covered my nose. My nose felt itchy because of the damn flowers that stirred up my allergies. Killian suddenly scoffed after a moment of silence. “These flowers are not for you,” he spoke angrily.I slowly looked up at him through the corner of my eyes when I heard him speak. When he came here holding the flowers, I really thought it was meant for me.“For whom was it then?” I asked him since I really thought that he had come all the way here to give me those flowers as his way of apologizing. “For Giselle of course,” Killian blurted out. “As you have said you have never received any gift from me. Did you really think I would give you a flower now?”A bitter smile spread across my face when I heard his answer. It was foolish of me to expect that the flowers he
Astrid’s POVMy mind went blank as I wandered mindlessly, not knowing where my feet were taking me. Now that I have divorced Killian and now that I got the freedom that I wanted, what now? How long will I be able to survive as a rogue when I’m pregnant?A bitter smile rose to my lips as I lifted my face to the sky, thinking that if I tilted my head up my tears would stop from falling. Instead, my tears blurred my vision even more when I saw the dark heavy clouds above me who were just like me, keeping in tears instead of letting it all fall out.A soft cry escaped my lips as I continued walking. I’m pregnant and I had nowhere to go or no one to help me. It’s going to rain soon and I don’t even have a safe shelter where I could stay at. “There is a small pack nearby, maybe we can stay there. You need to walk fast before the rain catches us.” Ingrid, my wolf, spoke inside my head. Since I’m pregnant, it’s dangerous for the baby if I shift into my wolf. I really had no choice but to
Astrid’s POVI groaned in pain when a pounding headache entered my senses as soon as I woke up. I fluttered my eyes open and squinted in confusion when I found myself in an unfamiliar room. I placed a hand on my head as I slowly stood up and looked around. For a moment I felt hazy until I blinked my eyes and collected myself together. Soon enough, memories from last night flooded in my head, explaining why I was in pain, but it didn’t explain where I was. “Astrid.” I looked up when I heard someone call my name. I came back to my senses when I saw Drystan enter the room. “Are you okay? What do you feel?” Drystan asked me worriedly as he approached me. Looking at him, I finally recognized the stranger last night before I fell unconscious. I couldn’t believe that it was him and he saved me. I openly stared at Drystan for I was too stunned to speak. I did not expect that I would see him this soon. I had just stepped down as a Luna and divorced Killian yesterday. I’m sure he had al
Killian’s POV It has been three days of restlessness, waiting for Astrid to come back and beg for my forgiveness. I wasn’t expecting that she would even last for a day out there to realize her mistakes and eat back her words. She is too arrogant and prideful that she would rather sleep in the streets than admit her own mistakes. I had sent a word to all of the surrounding Packs and told them that I would break my alliance with them if ever they allowed Astrid inside their Pack. So far, all of them listened, they did not even allow Astrid to set foot in their Pack.Now, I wonder where Astrid is staying at. As the days passed by with no news of her, I hated to admit that I was getting worried about her. I had no idea where she had gone to hide, and I couldn’t even contact her through the mind link. “If you really want her to come back, why don’t you just lower yourself and search for her instead? Nothing will happen if you just wait in here!” Liam, my wolf, screamed angrily inside
Astrid’s POV I held my breath as I waited for Drystan’s answer. I have already made backup plans in my mind in case he insists on telling his nephew about my pregnancy when he suddenly lets out a huge breath.“Fine,” he muttered making me look up at him with wide eyes. “I won’t tell Killian anything if that will make you feel safe in my pack.” Drystan finally turned around and faced me with his hands inside his pockets. My shoulder relaxes upon hearing his agreement. I let out a huge sigh of relief. “Since you have left your Pack and had nowhere to go, why don’t you join our Pack instead?” My jaw dropped as his offer hung in the air. Is he serious? Did he just invite me to join his Pack when I’m his nephew’s ex-wife?“You don’t have to worry about Killian. I promise you, I wouldn’t tell him a thing. You are pregnant. It is dangerous for you to live without the support of a Pack,” Drystan explained when he saw my bewildered expression.I pursed my lips and lowered my head as I thoug
Astrid’s POV My attention was on the woman as soon she entered. I couldn’t take my eyes away from her even if I wanted to. She is so alluring and there’s just something unique about her charm. I watched how her strawberry pink curls bounced as she rushed inside with a huge smile on her face. I could only stare at her side profile.“Drystan!” She shouted happily in her serene voice. For a moment I was surprised that she didn’t address Drystan as Alpha. It seems like the two of them are really close. “Nova! You are finally back!” Drystan smiled happily at her as he faced her. He instantly dropped the business conversation he was having with his assistant when she entered. I watched as the two of them hugged each other. After that, Nova slaps Drystan on his shoulder. “What happened while I was gone, huh?” she questioned him, trying to catch up with the days she wasn’t around. “Oh, I wanted you to meet someone,” Drystan craned his neck as he searched around the cafeteria. He smile
Astrid’s POVFear coursed through my body when I realized that this wasn’t a simple attack. Someone ordered these werewolves to attack me. Who ordered them to kill me and how did they find out that I’m here?I held my breath and turned to my side when the werewolf tried to claw on my neck to go for an instant kill. Adrenaline rushed through my body knowing that I merely escaped death there. I pushed myself backward when the other werewolves started to appear one by one. They growled at me and bared their canines as they approached me like a predator. I used my trembling hands to search the dirt around me. I tried to look for a rock or anything that I could use to defend myself from the werewolves who were trying to kill me. I cannot die. If I die, my child will lose his chance to experience life. I don’t want to be such a bad mother to him. I stopped and my breath turned more fast and shallow when my back touched a tree. I also panicked when I did not find anything available near
Astrid’s POVThe morning sun spilled over the horizon, bathing the Silvermoon Pack in golden light.It felt like a dream.Like I had woken up from a nightmare and stepped into something softer, something real.The wind was cool, crisp, carrying the scent of pine and earth, untouched by war, by fear. Peaceful.Something I never thought I’d feel again.But here I was.And my children—my heart, my soul—were safe.I looked down at Elara, her tiny fingers curled around mine as we sat on the balcony of the Packhouse. She was staring out at the trees, her expression calm but distant."Are you cold?" I asked softly, brushing her hair behind her ear.She shook her head. "No."She was quiet these days.Healing.Like all of us.I glanced over my shoulder, where Ryker sat cross-legged on the floor, watching Killian with furrowed brows."You're doing it wrong," Ryker grumbled as Killian attempted to braid his sister’s hair.Killian gave him a mock glare. "Excuse me? I was an Alpha before you were
Killian’s POVThe night smelled like blood and fire.I couldn’t stop moving.Every rogue in my path fell before they even had a chance to react. I didn’t feel them fall. Didn’t care.Because she was here.Astrid.And I would burn this entire place to the ground to get her and Elara back."Killian! We need to push back toward the main entrance!" Ryder shouted over the chaos."Then do it," I snarled, my claws slashing through another rogue’s throat. "I'm getting Astrid."The camp was collapsing around us, rogues scattering in terror. But I didn’t care about them.I cared about one thing.I slammed through the wooden doors, my wolf roaring inside of me, scenting her immediately.Astrid’s POVThe walls shook.The sounds of battle grew louder, closer.I knew what that meant.Killian was here.I forced myself to remain still, though my wrists ached from where they had been tied.The rogues had been restless since nightfall. They hadn’t expected an attack so soon. Hadn’t expected Killian to
Killian’s POVThe night air was thick with tension as we stood outside the war tent, the flickering lanterns casting long shadows over the gathered warriors. We had our plan.It wasn’t enough.Not for me.Not for the rage clawing at my chest, the desperation gripping my every thought.Astrid was out there. Alone. Surrounded. And every second we waited was another second she was at that bastard’s mercy.I paced the length of the clearing, my hands clenched into fists, my wolf snarling just beneath the surface. Patience was never my strength. And right now, I had none."Killian."Ryder’s voice was firm, grounding.I stopped, exhaling sharply, forcing my breathing to even out."We’re ready," Ryder continued, stepping beside me. "The scouts confirmed Astrid’s trail—it leads straight into the rogue king’s stronghold. But we still don’t know exactly where they’re keeping her and Elara."I turned to him, my golden eyes burning. "Then we force them to tell us."Ryder nodded, but his gaze flic
Killian’s POVThe room was suffocating.The walls pressed in around me, and my wolf howled inside my chest, clawing to be free, to run, to fight, to kill.I couldn’t breathe.Astrid was gone.Elara was still missing.They were both in his hands.The war room blurred as I stormed through the Packhouse, my mind a whirlwind of fury and desperation. My steps were too fast, too sharp, but I couldn’t slow down. Not now.Not when I had already lost so much.The moment I stepped into the war room, all eyes snapped to me.Ryder was there, arms crossed, watching me carefully. Warriors stood around the table, tense, waiting for orders. Waiting for me to do something.But I wasn’t thinking.I couldn’t think.I could barely see past the red haze of rage.“She left a trail,” Ryder said before I could even open my mouth.I froze.The room around me seemed to still, my mind catching onto his words like a drowning man clinging to a lifeline.“What?” My voice came out sharp, dangerous.Ryder motioned t
Astrid’s POVElara’s blue eyes locked onto mine, wide and glistening with tears, her small frame trembling in the grip of the rogue holding her.“Mommy!”Her voice cracked, breaking something inside me.I lunged, the burning pain of the wolfsbane shackles forgotten, my body driven by nothing but instinct.I barely made it a step before rough hands grabbed my arms, yanking me back.A snarl ripped from my throat. “Let her go!”Ardan’s smirk deepened. He raised a hand, and the rogue restraining Elara tightened his grip.She whimpered.A sound so small—so fragile—that it shattered every ounce of restraint I had left.“I swear with my own life, Ardan,” I growled, my voice raw with fury, “if you so much as touch her—”He laughed.Actually laughed.Like this was amusing. Like he wasn’t holding my world in his filthy hands.“My, my,” he mused, pacing toward me with slow, deliberate steps. “You really do have a soft spot, don’t you?” His gaze flickered to Elara. “I wonder… does she share your
Astrid’s POVThe journey to Ardan’s stronghold felt longer than it should have.They forced me to walk.Through the forest, over uneven terrain, my wrists bound in iron shackles laced with wolfsbane, burning against my skin with every step.I didn’t fight them.Not because I couldn’t.But because every second I stalled, every moment I made them think I was truly broken, brought me closer to Elara.That was all that mattered.The rogues surrounded me in a loose formation, their laughter and whispered taunts filling the night air.They didn’t see me as a threat.Not anymore.They saw a woman who had given up, a mother who had walked willingly into the lion’s den.That was their first mistake.Their second?Letting me breathe.As we moved deeper into rogue territory, my thoughts remained sharp, focused. I counted our path, memorized the turns, the landmarks, the scent markers.If I survived this, if I found a way to get Elara out, I needed to know exactly how to escape.If I didn't… then
Astrid’s POVThe rogues had been waiting for me.They lingered in the shadows, motionless, like predators poised for the perfect moment to strike. Their eyes glowed eerily in the dim light of the moon, flickering with something sinister—anticipation.They knew I was coming.My stomach twisted, but I forced my expression into something unreadable, my shoulders squared as I stepped forward. I came alone. No weapons. No resistance. Complete surrender.It was the only way.If I fought back, if I hesitated for even a second, Ardan might change his mind. He might keep Elara. He might hurt her.And that was a risk I wasn’t willing to take.I took slow, deliberate steps into the clearing, my heartbeat steady despite the way my wolf clawed at the inside of my skin, urging me to turn back, to fight.Not yet.I exhaled, tilting my chin upward as I finally stopped before them.The group of rogues—at least a dozen—remained silent for a moment, assessing me. Then one of them, a tall, lean man with
Killian’s POVThe omega’s words rang in my ears like a warning bell."Alpha! Alpha! It’s Ryker! He’s awake and looking for you. He won’t calm down!"My entire body locked up.Ryker had always been tormented with nightmares ever since Elara was kidnapped. He often woke up in the middle of the night, demanding to see us and he would always look so terrified. I stood at the Packhouse entrance, my wolf raging to break free, my warriors prepared to track Astrid before she got too far. Every instinct inside me screamed at me to run, to chase her down, to drag her back before she made the biggest mistake of her life.But my son needed me.For a single, agonizing moment, I hesitated.Then I turned on my heel and strode toward the infirmary, my boots pounding against the floor, my fists clenched so tightly my nails cut into my palms. My lungs burned with restrained fury, my thoughts a storm of frustration and helplessness.First Astrid. Now Ryker. I was losing control of everything.When I
Astrid’s POVThe night stretched on, endless and suffocating. The dim glow of the bedside lamp cast long shadows against the walls, but the light felt hollow—cold. The Packhouse was eerily quiet, the usual hum of distant conversations and footsteps replaced by an unbearable stillness.I sat on the edge of the bed, my fingers twisting the fabric of my shirt, my thoughts a hurricane raging inside me.Elara.Her name was carved into every thought, every breath, every aching second that passed. She was out there, in the dark, in the hands of the man who wanted nothing more than to see me broken.And I was still here. Waiting.I had tried. I had tried to listen to Killian, to hold on to the logic that we could save her together, that there was a plan, a chance. But how could I gamble my daughter’s life on a chance?What if they were wrong? What if we weren’t fast enough? What if she needed me now?My throat tightened, the guilt curling around me like a noose. I had waited too long alread