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 POVKillian halted mid-step, his shoulders stiffening as he turned to face me. His brow knitted together, the golden hue of his eyes darkening with unease. “What do you mean?” he asked, his voice low, guarded.I hesitated for just a heartbeat before the words poured out, tumbling over each other in a rush. “Alpha Cedric,” I said, my voice tight with urgency. “At the council meeting—he stood up, questioning us, doubting our leadership, our decisions.”Killian’s brows pinched together as he processed my words. “What if… what if it wasn’t just him being confrontational? What if it was intentional? Designed to sow distrust, to divide us?” I asked him Killian’s gaze sharpened, his eyes narrowing as he digested my words. A flicker of understanding crossed his face, followed by something colder, harder. Slowly, he nodded. “I’ve been thinking the same thing,” he admitted, his tone heavy with thought. “When Andros suggested there could be a traitor, Cedric was the first person w
Astrid’s POVThe words hung in the air, heavy and ominous. I felt my chest tighten, the implications settling like a stone in my stomach. “What do you mean?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Andros’s gaze dropped again, his shoulders slumping as if the weight of his confession was too much to bear. “If you suspect that someone’s feeding the rogue king information, it wasn’t me. It must be someone close to you,” he answered. “Since they know so much about the Pack, it could be someone in your ranks. Tell me, is there anyone acting weird recently? Anyone you think that is hiding something.”“That’s impossible,” I instantly blurted out. “All of us wanted the rogue king gone. All of us were helping each other to overcome this crisis. Why would someone betray us and work with the rogue king?”“I’m not the one leaking information to the rogue king,” Andros spoke sternly. “Who do you think it is?” The question that escaped Killian’s mouth made me look at him. “Killian, what are y
Astrid's POVThe air in the dungeon was damp and heavy, clinging to my skin like a second layer. The faint flicker of the bright light painted uneasy shadows on the stone walls, casting long, distorted shapes that felt as restless as the questions swirling in my mind. Killian and I stopped outside Andros’s cell, and for a moment, neither of us spoke.Andros sat against the wall, his posture slouched, his gaze fixed somewhere distant, as though we weren’t there. His face was pale, worn, and etched with the weight of regret he had carried silently since Rowena’s death.“Andros,” I said, my voice softer than I intended. It was impossible to ignore how different he looked now, like a man who had already resigned himself to whatever fate we would decide.His dark eyes flicked toward me briefly before dropping back to the ground. “What now?” he asked, his voice hollow, lacking the defiance I used to know.Killian stepped forward, his tone firmer than mine. “We need answers,” he said. “T
The warrior’s words hung in the air like a heavy shroud, suffocating and cold. I stared at him, trying to make sense of what I’d just heard.“The fragments… are missing?” I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. My heart pounded, each beat echoing louder in my ears as confusion and disbelief clawed at my thoughts.The Forsaken Amulet was destroyed. Rowena sacrificed her life to ensure it could never be used again. Why would the rogues come back for it? What could they possibly want with shattered remnants?Killian stood beside me, rigid as stone, his golden eyes locked on the warrior. “Are you sure?” he asked, his voice low, taut with restrained fury.“Yes, Alpha,” the warrior said, bowing his head. “We inspected the area as you instructed, to see if the rogues left anything behind—clues, weapons, anything. But instead, we found the fragments… gone.”Gone. The word echoed in my mind, a drumbeat of confusion. I tried to piece together the rogue king’s motives, but nothing made se
Astrid’s POVThe tension in the room was suffocating. The large council chamber, usually filled with calm deliberation, was now a battlefield of words. Alphas and Lunas from across the packs are all gathered around in one room, their gazes heavy with doubt and mistrust. Killian and I decided to call this meeting to inform everyone about the recent events and to formulate another plan for the future. “We heard that Andros is back, that he came back to the Pack with you, was that true?” One of the Alphas asked. I nodded my head. “That’s true. Although he is banned to enter any Packs, I made my decision out of careful consideration. While we are unsure of where his alliances lies, it would be safe if he is here with us where we could monitor him.”“Andros cannot be trusted,” Alpha Raiden of the Thunderclaw Pack said, his voice cold and unyielding. “He betrayed us once—no, twice. Do you expect us to believe he won’t do it again?”Several heads nodded in agreement, murmurs spreading li
Astrid’s POVI studied Andros’s face as he spoke, searching for even the faintest trace of deceit, but there was none. His expression was raw, stripped bare of his usual indifference, and in its place was something achingly human. Beneath the steady timbre of his voice, I caught a faint sadness—not just for Rowena, but for Killian, too. It made my chest tighten.I turned to Killian and felt my heart break at the sight of him. His golden eyes, usually so fierce and commanding, burned with a storm of emotions that threatened to drown him—anger, sorrow, regret. He stood frozen, like a man facing the wreckage of his entire world.“Then why didn’t she?” Killian’s voice, sharp and brittle, sliced through the heavy air. His fists trembled, clenched so tightly at his sides that his knuckles were white. “If she regretted everything so much, why didn’t she just say something? Why didn’t she stop?”Andros let out a quiet sigh, leaning his head back against the damp stone wall. “Because she c
Astrid’s POVThe words hung in the air, heavy and sharp, cutting deeper than any blade. I felt Killian’s tension beside me, the barely contained storm beneath his surface threatening to erupt.“She introduced you… to the Rogue King?” Killian’s voice was low, trembling with suppressed rage. His golden eyes bore into Andros, demanding answers, demanding a reason to justify what was unfathomable.Andros’s gaze flickered, the indifference cracking ever so slightly. He leaned his head back against the cold stone wall, exhaling slowly. “She didn’t tell me why at first,” he said, his tone eerily calm. “She just… showed up. Out of nowhere.”The faint light from the torch above us cast long shadows across his face, and for a moment, I saw something raw in his eyes—something I couldn’t ignore.“She said she wanted to help me,” Andros continued, his voice softening, almost as if he were speaking to himself. “Said she didn’t want me to rot away in exile. That she could… save me.”Killian’s eyes
Astrid’s POVThe dungeon was cold, the air damp and heavy with the scent of mildew and rusted iron. Shadows danced on the rough stone walls as the faint light flickered, casting a dim, suffocating glow. Killian stood beside me, his jaw tight and his arms crossed, every line of his body radiating tension.Across from us, Andros sat slumped against the wall of his cell, his hands loosely bound in front of him. His face was a mask of indifference, his eyes distant and unfocused as if he were a world away. He didn’t look at us, didn’t even flinch as we approached.“Andros,” I said, keeping my voice steady. He didn’t move. His breathing was even, his gaze fixed somewhere over my shoulder.Killian took a step forward, his boots echoing on the stone floor. “Are you working with the rogues?” he demanded, his voice hard, cutting through the silence like a blade.Nothing. Not even a flicker of recognition.Killian’s fists clenched at his sides. “Answer me, Andros. Are you one of them?”I st
Astrid’s POVThe world outside my dreams pulled me back slowly, the haze of sleep clinging to me as I stirred awake. Something was missing, though. I reached out instinctively to the empty space beside me, my fingers brushing against the cool sheets where Killian should have been.I blinked, still disoriented, as I pushed myself up. The room was dim, the soft glow of moonlight streaming through the windows. My eyes adjusted slowly, and then I saw him—Killian, standing on the terrace just outside, his broad back turned to me.His posture was rigid, his hands gripping the railing as though it were the only thing keeping him grounded. Yawning, I stretched, rolling my shoulders to shake off the remnants of sleep. The cool air hit me as I stepped onto the terrace and I instantly wrapped my arms around myself.“Killian,” I called softly, my voice still hoarse from sleep. He didn’t turn, didn’t acknowledge me at first. His head hung low, the tension radiating from him unmistakable.I cl