Alana’s POVIt has been an hour since Willow agreed to speak with the boys, and I haven’t seen or heard from either of them since. I thought about going over to check on them, but maybe it’s better if I let them come to terms with what has to be done. It was for the best.As I sit in the quiet garden of the pack house, surrounded by the soothing sounds of nature, unease starts to creep in. I can’t stop thinking about the decision I made to prevent my sons from returning to the Crimson Pack with their mate—the one thing that could make them happy and complete.I understand it may seem harsh, but my actions were for their benefit. They owe a duty to their pack, a responsibility they cannot neglect or disregard. They have been training their entire lives for this moment, and I cannot allow them to discard their legacy so casually.I sigh, feeling the weight of my choice bears down on my shoulders. I love my sons more than anything. I want to see them fulfilled with their mates, but I als
Kai’s POV.I felt the fury raging inside me, a violent storm threatening to tear me apart from within. Nothing could calm the beast roaring in my chest. Not even the gentle touch of my mother’s hand, which had always been a source of comfort and peace for me, could truly soothe me.I was consumed by anger, a raw and primal emotion that coursed through my veins, fueled by a cocktail of pain and regret. I had come to learn a bitter truth: Willow, the girl I had loved and cherished as my daughter for eighteen long years, was now a stranger to me.The realization was like a sharp blade, stabbing and twisting in my heart over and over again.Luna Emilia, my mother, looked at me with worry in her eyes, her voice soft and hesitant. She seemed to understand the gravity of the situation, her eyes showing a silent acknowledgment.She understood the implications. Only true mates could form such a bond, and true mates couldn't be related by blood. For eighteen years, Nadia had deceived me, leadin
Kai's POVI was overcome by a surge of anger and despair that coursed through my veins as I sat alone in my study room. The walls seemed to close in on me, suffocating me with the secrets and lies that had poisoned my life for far longer than I had realized.My heart and home were in a state of disarray, each shard stabbing me with the agony of a truth that I couldn’t bear to face.However, I had no choice. I had to confront it. I had to face Willow and reveal the truth to her.Willow deserved to know the truth. She deserved to understand the ugly side of her mother, Nadia. This woman had lied to me, to everyone else, and even to Willow. Nadia had woven a web of lies so complex that it concealed the most devastating truth—the identity of Willow’s father.As I sat there, tormented by the swirling thoughts in my head, the door opened. It closed with a soft click. I looked up to see Willow standing before me, her eyes wide with fear and confusion.“Father, what’s going on?” she asked, her
Willow’s POVAdrenaline coursed through my veins as I pushed my legs to go faster. My eyes were burning with endless streams of tears as I ran through the pack hallway, escaping from the house that had been my home since I was born. The house where I had grown up with the man I had loved and respected as my father. The house where I had learned the secrets and traditions of our pack, the proud and powerful Crimson Pack.My heart was hammering in my chest, threatening to burst through my ribcage. My lungs were on fire, gasping for air. My legs, despite the ache, were propelling me forward. The world around me blurred into a meaningless jumble of faces and shapes. The pack house and the tree I passed were mere obstacles, hindering my desperate escape.Where exactly was I headed? I had no particular destination in mind. My mind was a whirlwind of confusion and disbelief, unable to process the revelation that had turned my life upside down.The man I had called ‘father’ all my life, the
Cameron POV"Wow, this place is amazing," I said, looking around the Crimson Pack's territory. It was a wonderland of wolves, a thriving community that stretched beyond the horizon. We had never seen anything like it in our lives. The Oceanic Pack, our home, was a speck of dust compared to this.Mother always told us to stay away, but she never mentioned how beautiful the place was. Chase and I could easily get used to living here. It possesses the elements we need to evolve into better and stronger alphas.“Right?” Chase concurred, his tone filled with awe. He seldom agreed with me on anything, but this was an exception. His expression was a reflection of mine. The security here was flawless, which served as evidence of their undefeated status over many years.The Crimson Pack had guards stationed at every entrance. They also had patrols at every corner which was impossible to invade at any point in time. They left nothing to chance or to be unprotected. Yet we didn’t care about any
WILLOW POVI could feel Matt’s gaze on the back of my head as I turned away and started walking in the opposite direction. I had no idea where Mother had gone, but I knew I needed to find her. That was the only way to discover the identity of my father.I hadn’t walked very far when Matt reappeared at my side, his hand latching onto my wrist with a firmness that halted my next steps.“Where do you think you’re going?” His voice was low and demanding as he gazed at me with suspicion.I looked away, feeling guilty and ashamed. I didn’t have a clear answer; only a vague sense of restlessness and confusion twirled in my mind. I gazed down at Matt's grip around my wrist. His touch was firm, a silent plea for me to stop and not take another step.“Let me go, Matt. Please,” I whispered, trying to pull away from him. But he held on, his grip tightening.“No. You can’t just run away like this. Tell me what’s going on. Where are you headed?” He demanded, his voice echoing in the silence.“I don
Alana's POVI felt the emptiness in my chest intensify as I recalled the vacant beds at my son's room just a few minutes ago. It’s already been two days since they left to join their peers in the Crimson Pack, and I’m gripped by the fear that they may never return.All my efforts to stop them and make them see reason fell on deaf ears. They had been adamant because they loved her and wanted nothing more than to be with her.However, their absence had left me feeling more restless than ever. I hope they will return soon to reclaim their rightful place as the Alphas of the Oceanic Pack. Yet, I knew it was not that simple.They may choose to extend their stay with their mate if they feel the need. The Crimson Pack might be their birthplace, but they remain unfamiliar with its people and traditions. How can my sons find joy in such a place? How can they place their trust in Willow, who was brought up by that detestable woman, Nadia?Their thoughts hurt me deeply as I tossed and turned in
Alana’s POV.“Yes, it’s true. My sons have joined the Crimson Pack,” I admitted, knowing there was no point in lying when they already knew the truth. “Why?” he asked me."They've gone to claim their mate. Willow." I explained, calmly."Are you insane?" He asked me.“No, I’m not insane. And I demand you speak to me with due respect!” I spat, feeling anger rise within me at his disrespect. He might be older than me, but I was still his Luna."Apologies for my misuse of words, Luna but how could you let them do this? How could you let them betray us like this?" He asked me, raising his voice still.I sighed. “I didn't let them do anything. They did it on their own. They're adults and have every right to make their own choices."“Do you realize what they’ve done? Do you understand the implications this could have on their future as Alphas?” He asked me, refusing to back down. I exhaled, nodding. “I understand everything. I’m fully aware of what’s at stake and the consequences of their a