(RHEA'S POV - IN ATLAS' BODY)And then I knocked down three targets with a swift, precise swipe of my paw, the satisfying crash echoing through the clearing.“That’s awesome! Two more!” Atlas shouted.I followed it up by taking down four branches in rapid succession, each strike imbued with growing confidence and determination.“One more left again! It’s a good progress, keep it up!”With a powerful leap, I sent all five branches crashing down in a cascade of wood and leaves, my movements flowing with a controlled grace that surprised even me.“Whoa! Nice!” Atlas clapped his hands. “Try taking down all five again!” He then ran to arrange the target practice once more.Thus, with a focused intensity that seemed to electrify the air, I knocked down five branches again. That last strike was more powerful than the last. It was a good proof especially for me that my current control over my wolf form wasn’t just a fluke.Because of that, I think I had a more solid control over my new trans
(RHEA'S POV - IN ATLAS' BODY)"Aim, timing, and intent.” Atlas raised three fingers.“When utilizing bite attacks as a werewolf with a strong jaw, remember this: your strength lies not just in the force of your bite, but in the precision of your aim. Target vital areas—neck, limbs, wherever you can inflict the most damage. And timing is everything; strike swiftly and decisively, overwhelming your opponent before they can react. Your bite is your weapon, wield it with focus and intent."My wolf instincts sharpened, and Atlas's instructions echoed clearly in my mind. I raced through the twilight, my sleek, muscled form gliding effortlessly toward a towering oak.Snap!My jaws closed around a low-hanging branch, snapping it cleanly. But before I could savor the success, movement flickered at the edge of my vision. Atlas’s sharp gesture sent a flurry of small rocks whizzing toward me.Instinct took over. I twisted and dodged with precise, fluid movements, each step in perfect sync with the
(ATLAS’ POV - IN RHEA'S BODY)‘Whoa... there are actually this many people from all over the continent?’I never really thought about how crowded this place actually gets during a banquet. The clinking of glasses, the soft murmur of conversations, the smell of rich food, and the vibrant colors of the decorations created an overwhelming atmosphere.My gaze wandered over the sea of guests, feeling a bit out of place. Here I was, standing at my station, serving glasses of wine.The head maid had initially stationed me at the salad bowl, but after I mixed up the pepper, salt, or……was it paprika?Yeah, one of those spices. I didn't really understand it myself, but whatever I did, it was apparently so terrible that the head maid personally came up to me, her face a mask of exasperation, and dragged me away to the maid station in the back hallway.After she finished her scolding, leaving me bowing apologetically, the elderly head maid let out a heavy sigh. Her shoulders sagged as if she ca
(ATLAS’ POV - IN RHEA'S BODY)“Alpha Caden!” Hera exclaimed, her voice a sharp edge that cut through the buzz of the banquet. Her furious expression instantly shifted to one of shock as she looked down.I opened my eyes, curiosity piqued, and saw Caden Wildsight, Alpha of the Duskwynd Pack, standing tall and imposing in front of me. His grip on Hera's ankle was unyielding, his eyes a storm of controlled fury. The sheer presence of him was magnetic, radiating the raw power that only an Alpha possessed.His voice, a low growl that seemed to reverberate through the room, sent shivers down my spine. “This banquet is supposed to be a celebration for unity, not some petty cruelty, correct?”“Petty?” Hera struggled against Caden’s grip, her face contorted in rage. "This omega dared to—"Before she could finish, Caden cut her off. He released her ankle and stepped forward, making Hera retreat. “This maid acted in defense of her dignity. Something you would do well to remember, Lady Hera.”The
(ATLAS' POV - IN RHEA'S BODY)The ballroom fell into a heavy silence at Mortis’s command. No one dared to utter a whisper about the public 'trial' of Hera, his daughter.Mortis turned to Hera, his displeasure cutting through his otherwise stoic demeanor. “Apologize to him, Hera,” he commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument.A few gasps rippled through the onlookers, but my mind was racing with protest. I clasped my hands, barely restraining myself from bursting out:'Apologize to him?' I raised an eyebrow, trying to make sense of it. 'He means Caden, right? But what about me?'My gaze shifted to Caden’s back. The Alpha of the Duskwynd pack stood silent in the center of the crowd, his elegant green attire enhancing his commanding presence. His posture was calm, but there was a quiet power in the way he held himself.‘Calm down, Atlas. Don’t make things worse for yourself right now,’ I reminded myself, forcing a deep breath.I couldn’t decipher what Caden was thinking, but his ga
(CADEN'S POV)“I’m sorry, what?” she asked, clearly caught off guard. I watched Lady Rhea blink in surprise, her confusion evident in her raised voice.Then she quickly glanced around as if to make sure no one was eavesdropping, before meeting my unwavering gaze once more.“Your Luna?” she repeated, her voice now steady as she absorbed the weight of my request.I nodded, my expression earnest. “Yes, Lady Rhea. Duskwynd needs a Luna who embodies strength, grace, and leadership. I see those qualities in you. Will you consider it?”I watched Lady Rhea’s reactions closely, noting her visible discomfort. I knew all too well how my directness could come off as blunt. My late wife had frequently pointed out my lack of finesse, reminding me that without a touch of subtlety, important negotiations could turn awry.In that moment, I also caught the subtle twitch at the corner of Lady Rhea’s mouth, a clear sign that she was thrown off balance. For some reason, I could almost hear her thoughts scr
(RHEA’S POV - IN ATLAS'S BODY)"Ugh… I can’t wait for this banquet to end," I muttered to myself, each step feeling as heavy as lead, my enthusiasm about as high as a deflated balloon. "And staying alive, of course."With a final deep breath, I braced myself for the grand entrance into the banquet hall. But as I stepped out from behind the towering mahogany pillar, I collided with someone.“Ah!” A familiar voice yelped.The figure in front of me staggered backward, and instinctively, I shot out a hand to steady them before we both ended up on the floor.“Are you alright…?” I asked, trying to get my bearings. As my eyes adjusted, I realized who it was. “Atlas?”“You! Rhea!” Atlas gasped, breathless and wide-eyed. He glanced over his shoulder, clearly rattled. “Dud! You've got to listen! Hera approached me at the banquet, and Caden—he told her to apologize! Then he took me outside, and—”“Whoa, slow down!” I interrupted, gripping his shoulder gently. “Take a breath, Atlas. I can’t unders
(RHEA’S POV - IN ATLAS'S BODY)The guests began to murmur among themselves in hushed tones, their voices a chorus of shock and intrigue.“Did you hear that right? That omega maid is actually Alpha Atlas's true mate?” one woman whispered to her companion, her eyes wide with disbelief.“I can't believe it,” her friend replied, shaking her head. “An Omega as his mate? Wouldn't this be a trouble?”“I share your sentiments!” a man chimed in, his brow furrowed. “He has always been so against Omegas.”“What will Alpha Caden do now? He must be furious,” another man said, glancing nervously toward Caden. "That omega was truly rude. Earlier, Alpha Caden have defended her and now she's publicly rejecting Alpha Caden?"“This is bound to cause a stir in Nighstpire’s political dynamics,” a middle-aged Alpha noted with worry, his fingers drumming against his glass. “Would things be okay from now on?”The murmurs continued to ripple through the room as everyone awaited my response with bated breath,
ATLAS' POVI cursed softly, trying to make sense of my surroundings. The ground was damp beneath me, the scent of soil and decay filling my nostrils as I fought to shake off the fog of wolfsbane still clinging to my system.“Why are you here?” The voice was heavy, unmistakable. Mortis.“He busted me out,” Lucien replied coolly, dropping the end of the metal chain wrapped tightly around my torso. “Figured I’d just bring him straight to you—let you do what you want with him.”Mortis's gaze hardened. “Why are you here, Lucien?”Lucien’s eyes lit with a twisted amusement. “Me? I’m just keeping my end of the bargain. You wanted Atlas under control, right?”“And you brought him here, to my base?” Mortis’s voice was calm, but I could sense the barely restrained irritation beneath it.“Yeah, so here he is,” Lucien replied with a huff, glancing at me one last time before stepping closer to Mortis. “I’ve done my part. I want out of this.”I looked up, locking my gaze on Lucien. My tongue worked
RHEA’S POV“Daisy,” I called softly, reaching out to my best friend.On her bed, she kept staring out the window, her gaze unfocused but intense, as if she could somehow see beyond the horizon. Every now and then, her shoulders would tense, and I knew she was thinking of Lucien.I felt a pang of guilt—not because I regretted stopping him, or letting Atlas deliver his punishment, but because I could see how much Daisy was suffering in the process.We were both here, confined to this hospital room to heal, but Daisy’s worry was tearing her apart. Her mate, Lucien, was likely in a torture chamber right now, facing consequences he’d brought upon himself. But knowing that didn’t make it easier for her.Slowly, Daisy turned to look at me, her expressive eyes filled with sadness. She had always worn her heart on her sleeve, making her emotions plain as day. If she had been in her werewolf form, I imagined her ears drooping, her tail tucked low—a picture of pure sorrow.“Rhea…” she whispered,
ATLAS’ POV“Ugh… fuck… my head…” Lucien groaned as he stirred awake. His eyes fluttered open, squinting against the dim torchlight that flickered in the cramped, dank cell.He slowly tilted it upwards, the surprise in his eyes was a sign that he knew he was bound against a rough, wooden stake. The iron chains wrapped tightly around his body.Lucien stopped struggling after a while and shifted his stare onto me. “I’m not into your play kinks, Atlas,” he sighed.From the hospital, I had taken Lucien into and underground prison in the Glorywayne manor. The same prison cell where Kaida died in my last life.“Thought you’ll stay dead,” I said, leaning back in my chair a few paces away. My tone was cold, deliberately distant. I had no intention of showing any sympathy.Lucien let out another groan, this one tinged with more annoyance.“Did you really have to knock me out, Atlas?” His voice carried a casual nonchalance that grated on my nerves. “I was just teaching that omega some manners, y
(RHEA'S POV)I lay in Atlas’s arms as the waves of pleasure subsides, the warmth of his body wrapping around me like a comforting blanket. We were both breathless, lost in the afterglow of our passion, and for a brief, blissful moment, the worries of what was about to come faded into nothingness.I nestled closer, resting my head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. For those few precious seconds, it felt as if nothing could disturb the peace we had found in each other’s embrace. We were safe, together, exactly where we were meant to be.But reality has a cruel way of shattering even the most perfect moments.“Let me go!”A desperate cry echoed from somewhere nearby, jolting me back to the present. My body tensed, the tranquility of our moment together slipping away, replaced by a growing sense of dread.“Did you hear that?” I asked, my voice barely more than a hoarse whisper, though my senses were now razor-sharp.Atlas’s frown deepened, his expression darke
(DAISY’S POV)My steps reverberated on the stairs. I was heading up towards the VVIP ward where Rhea was staying. I returned to check on Rhea, thinking that she and Atlas had finished their conversation.There were still things that I wanted to clarify with her. About her feelings towards Atlas. Could she really be accepting the alpha or was she simply forced because of her circumstances as an omega mate to Atlas."Ah!"That was Rhea's voice!"Oh no!"My footsteps echoed even more as I hurried stepping up the stairs and eventually reaching Rhea's VVIP ward. My heart pounding with a sense of unease I couldn’t shake. Rhea had been through so much—too much, really—and I just wanted to make sure she was okay.I needed to see for myself that she was all right.As I get closer to Rhea’s room, I came to a realization that something completely different might've been happening to her."Atlas!"Then, I heard it again—Rhea’s voice, but this time, it was accompanied by something else. A low, dee
(RHEA'S POV)A sharp intake of breath that betrayed my attempt to remain calm. I kept my heads down, not daring to look up and see Atlas’ expression.I couldn’t remember the last time I experienced my heat in my previous lifetime, but I did remember the satisfied look on Lucien’s face when he almost had me in the poolside house. That memory alone was enough to send a shiver down my spine, tainting any sense of safety I might have felt.When Atlas touched my shoulder, I flinched. The reaction was instant, a reflex born from those painful memories. My body betrayed me, recoiling from his touch even though I wanted nothing more than to be close to him. Atlas immediately drew back, his presence retreating from the bed as if he had done something wrong.“Sorry. I should’ve controlled myself.” There was a slight tremble in his voice as he stepped away, guilt and uncertainty lacing his words.“You did nothing wrong, Atlas. It’s just… my heat.” My voice wavered as I tried to reassure him.The
(RHEA'S POV)“Rhea!” Atlas’s voice snapped me out of my daze.“What?” I blurted out, startled.He sighed, his voice tinged with impatience. "I was asking for your thoughts on the upcoming banquet. We’re on the brink of being wiped out—remember?"“Oh, right…” I stammered, my cheeks flushing with heat. I couldn’t believe I’d almost lost control and jumped on him.'What is wrong with me?' I screamed internally.The growing ache in my lower abdomen made me shift uncomfortably, hoping it would pass.“Sorry, Atlas. I don’t really have many ideas,” I confessed, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over me.Atlas's eyes bore into mine, a faint growl rumbling in his throat—a clear sign of his irritation. But instead of the scolding I expected, he merely shrugged and continued applying the ointment.“Never mind. It’s probably better if you rest first. We can talk about it later,” he said, his voice carrying a note of resignation.“Sorry,” I mumbled weakly, lowering my head in guilt.A wave of d
(RHEA'S POV)“Oh, you’re here,” Atlas remarked, pausing just inside the doorway. His gaze settled on Daisy, who stood beside my bed, her posture stiffening at his arrival. In his hands, I noticed two small green tubes of ointment. “No wonder your ward was empty.”Daisy jumped slightly at the sound of his voice, clearly startled. “A-Alpha Atlas!”Atlas frowned slightly as he moved closer. “Are you alright? Did the hospital staff treat you poorly?”“No, not at all!” Daisy quickly shook her head, her hands flailing a bit in her haste to dismiss the idea. “The nurses were incredibly kind. They gave me my shots and medicine. I just left my room because I wanted to check on Rhea.”I could see Daisy growing more anxious as Atlas closed the distance between them.Sensing her discomfort, I turned to Atlas, who had stopped just a few steps away. “Atlas, you’re scaring her.”At this, Atlas blinked, as if suddenly aware of how intimidating he might seem. His expression softened, and he tilted his
(ATLAS' POV)The door to the examination room finally creaked open after what felt like an eternity."Alpha Atlas?" Wayne called, stepping into the waiting room where I had been sitting for the past hour.0He was carrying two thick bundles of documents, which I assumed contained Rhea's and Daisy's examination results. His expression remained professionally composed as he took the seat across from me. I straightened up, meeting his gaze with a steady resolve."Alpha Atlas," he began, his tone respectful but laced with a heavy seriousness, "we’ve completed all the necessary tests. There are some things you need to know."I nodded, bracing myself. "Tell me everything."“Please, follow me,” Wayne gestured towards a nearby office, a quiet space away from the bustling corridors of the hospital. Once inside, he closed the door firmly, ensuring our privacy. I took a seat opposite him, my anticipation growing with every passing second."First," Wayne said, opening a thick file overflowing wit