Killian’s POVI paced back and forth with my arms crossed together, waiting for Drystan to call us back. Behind me, Giselle sat in silence, her gaze fixed on the empty hallway, waiting for someone to appear and call us. The minutes ticked by, each one feeling like an eternity. My brows are furrowed with worry, my mind racing with a thousand possible scenarios, each one more dire than the last. I couldn’t rest until I knew that Astrid was safe. Giselle, too, felt the weight of the wait, her hands clasped tightly in her lap, her knuckles turning white with the strain. “How long have we been waiting here?” I asked Giselle as I grew more and more impatient. Giselle glanced down at her phone, her expression pensive. “It’s been over two hours,” she murmured as her brows furrowed in confusion. Two hours? Something doesn’t feel right. It wouldn’t take the doctor two hours to explain his diagnosis, wouldn’t he? My heart sank as I ran a hand through my hair, a frustrated sigh escaping
Drystan’s POVTheron, Nova, and I sat around the dining table as we ate our dinner in the Shadowfang Pack’s private dining room. On our table, there are a lot of foods to choose from. It was more than enough to fill our hungry stomachs for tonight. Now that Astrid is healed, thanks to the Lunar Elixir, I can finally relax and have nothing to worry about. As I stared at the feast before me, I felt a familiar rumbling inside my stomach — a sensation that I hadn’t felt ever since Astrid’s life was put in danger. Now that she was healed and my emotions no longer overwhelmed me, my body could properly function again. While the three of us were eating dinner and enjoying an expensive wine, Asha, who had saved Astrid’s life, couldn’t even join us. Although the Lunar Elixir worked to save Astrid’s life and stabilize her condition, strict monitoring is needed on her vitals to make sure that nothing would go wrong with her. Asha had to stay behind and take care of Astrid and eat her dinn
Killian’s POVMy journey to the Nightsong Pack was arduous and relentless, but my weary self pressed on without rest until I reached my destination. What should have been a leisurely 8-hour drive through the rolling hills and winding roads became a punishing 5-hour slog, as I gave up the usual road breaks in the journey and pushed myself to the limits. I yawned as I pressed on the gas pedal and drove through the empty road. It’s already twelve midnight. I should now be sleeping, resting after everything that had happened in the Pack earlier. My body felt so exhausted. This morning, I had to wake up earlier than usual because of the event, and then I had to run for miles as I anxiously searched for Astrid. After that, I went directly to the hospital, and when I found out that Drystan and Astrid had left the hospital, I instantly pursued them. I haven’t slept a wink since this morning. And now this — speeding down an empty road with only the soft rumble of the car humming as i
Drystan’s POVI blinked my eyes open, feeling refreshed as soon as I woke up. My brows furrowed, feeling momentarily disoriented when I saw myself in an unfamiliar room. ‘This isn’t my bedroom,’ I thought to myself as I pushed myself up. After taking in the bedroom where I slept, I finally remembered that I didn’t go home at all. I’m still staying at the Shadowfang Pack as a guest. Slowly, memories of last night flooded into my mind. I touched my heart, which started beating rapidly again when I remembered how Theron offered me an alliance with his Pack. I thought I was just dreaming. Then, when I realized that I wasn’t, I thought my friend was just playing pranks on me like how we used to when we were just teenagers. In my mind, there’s no way that the Shadowfang Pack would form an alliance with us. The Nightsong Pack is in crisis. We would just be a liability to their Pack. Besides, in the past decades, Shadowfang Pack has isolated itself from the other Packs. It was like
Astrid’s POV‘W-what happened to me?’ I thought to myself as my heavy lids fluttered open. My head feels quite heavy as if I were hit by a ton of bricks.Still, I fought my eyes open. I want to know where I am. I want to know what happened and if I was saved and returned to a safe place.The last thing I remembered was my hands getting tied with my feet hanging above the ground. The next thing was falling to the ground, feeling a lot of pain, and becoming unconscious because of it. Am I still in danger?“Astrid? Astrid, can you hear me?” Drystan’s familiar voice entered my ears as I fought to wake up. “Drystan?” I muttered as I finally focused my gaze on him.“I’m right here,” he said softly as he took my hand in his. “How are you feeling?” His brows creased with worry as he leaned over me. Relief washed over me as soon as I saw his face. I blinked a few times, my eyes adjusting to the light. That’s when I noticed another figure standing beside Drystan — Nova, who also looks equall
Astrid’s POVI gazed upon the stranger who just entered my room. I looked at him curiously, wondering who he was and what he was doing here. Despite this man being entirely unfamiliar to me, I felt intimidated by his presence. With his shoulders back and his head held high, he projected an aura of nobility. He has a confident air to him. His silver strands of hair streaked his dark locks, lending him a distinguished, almost noble bearing. “Who is Giselle?” The man spoke again with regality when no one answered his question. He particularly gazed at me, directing his question to me. Feeling intimidated by his gaze, I turned my eyes on Drystan, locking gazes with him. Seeing my gaze, Drystan instantly knew what I wanted to say. “Astrid, this is Alpha Theron, the Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack,” Drystan stood up and introduced the man who had just arrived to me. My eyes widened, and my hand covered my mouth instinctively in shock. The man in front of me is none other than the Al
Drystan’s POV“Theron,” I uttered his name coldly and grabbed his arm when we finally reached the hallway, stopping him from his tasks.Seeing how I grabbed their Alpha, his entourage of guards stepped forward, their postures rigid and protective, ready to swiftly intervene and shield their Alpha from me. However, before they could even lay a finger on me, Theron raised his hand, silently signaling them to calm down. “What do you want?” I hissed at Theron with my brows firmly pressed together as I stared at him with a narrowed gazeThe air around us cackled with tension as I held my ground, unwavering, meeting Theron’s piercing gaze with my own resolute stare. I still believe that there is a hidden motive as to why Theron would use their Pack’s sacred treasure to save Astrid. I was about to ask him about that during dinner last night, but he distracted me from doing that by offering me a Pack Alliance. I had suspected that maybe he and Astrid already knew each other from before, b
Astrid’s POVNova never left my side. She stayed beside me, keeping me company in this little boring room where silence enveloped us as I secretly grieved on my own. I curled on my bed, facing the opposite direction as emptiness filled my heart. My eyes remained open, unblinking as I thought of the unborn child that I lost. I pressed a hand to my still-flat abdomen where my child used to be. The comforting swell that had given her so much joy was already gone. There’s just nothing in there but the unyielding flatness of my own skin. With a shuddering breath, I closed my eyes, shutting out the world. In the darkness, I allowed my tears to finally fall, mourning not just the child I had lost but also the mother I would never be. I felt hollow and useless, the emptiness inside me echoing, swallowing me whole in a depressive state. I know my tears couldn’t bring my baby back. It would never erase how I failed as a mother and the crushing guilt that I couldn’t keep my child safe.