EVEYLNThe moment we arrived at the villa, we rushed toward the commotion at the gate. Six men stood there, their tense stances making it clear they weren’t welcome. The guards had blocked their path, refusing to let them in.One was about to enter like he was trying again but the guard their shook his head, his hands still spread across the gate.Andrew stepped forward, his voice sharp. "And who the hell are you?" he demanded, eyes narrowing as we got closer.The men didn’t back down, but their heated glares bore down to those guards. I studied their faces carefully, and then it hit me, I recognized one of them. As if sensing it, they all shifted their attention to me, lowering their heads in respect. Not to John, who stood tall beside me, but to me alone."They say they’re from the NightShade Pack, Alpha," one of John’s warriors said, his tone laced with sarcasm, meanwhile John scoffed like he understood what the situation was. Of course, I already knew too that they were here beca
GIOVANNIAfter the meeting with Diane, I stormed out and as I reached my car, I slammed my hands onto the hood, the metal shuddering. Her smug little speech about her new plans echoed in my head, each word grating on my nerves like nails on a chalkboard."How the hell did she find out?" I muttered through clenched teeth, my voice sharp with anger. I glanced around the parking lot, my mind racing. Who told her? Does she have someone feeding her information?The thought made my blood boil. She was always one step ahead, always pulling strings I didn’t even know existed.Straightening up, I clenched my fists, a slow smirk creeping onto my lips. What can I use against her? How do I make sure she never tries to control me again?I shook my head, my jaw tightening. No one controls me, I growled, the fire inside me burning hotter. I’m Alpha Giovanni. I control and I don’t get controlled.I pulled into my private garage at the Pack, shutting off the engine. The low hum faded.Carlo came rushi
EVEYLNThe strong, scent of herbs and burning incense filled the air as we stepped into the Pack Witch’s cavern. It was filled with old skulls, bones and oil carrying the echoes of old rituals and quiet prayers to the Moon Goddess. This was a sacred place where sacrifices were made, secrets were shared, and the pack sought guidance from forces beyond our understanding.John and I sat on a long, worn bench, the softness of hare fur beside us. He leaned in and murmured, suggesting we summon her instead. I shook my head, firm. "No, we go to her. That’s how it’s done." As Alpha, he had the power to command otherwise, but tradition still mattered to me, at least.The old woman’s sharp eyes locked onto my son like daggers. He kept his head down, avoiding her stare. I could understand what he was feeling at that moment, the unease. It wasn’t surprising, there was something unsettling about the Pack Witch’s gaze, her brows furrowed but her eyes were wide.Pack witch's eyes are always like tha
EVEYLN John’s face went stiff the moment he saw her outside. It was obvious he hadn’t expected her to be there. Diane’s eyes found me first then her expression twisted, like she was surprised to see even my figure here since John didn't tell her about my coming to this Pack, before it hardened into anger. Her hands clenched into fists at her sides.She opened her mouth to say something, but before she could, a feminine voice spoke from behind her.“What’s going on out here? Come inside.”A middle-aged woman stepped into view, her diamond earrings catching the light. She had the kind of quiet authority that made it clear she was used to being listened to. Her sharp eyes flicked to Diane, who immediately softened, her expression shifting just enough to look composed.“Yes… Mum,” Diane said, her voice suddenly sweet and controlled. “It’s nothing, really. I just saw John outside with… her.” She gestured toward me, forcing a smile. “I guess I got a little upset.”The woman, John’s mother,
JOHNWhat did she even mean by that?"How is it too much?" Charles asked as he drank water from the glass cup and yes he was right about it."I'm just trying to help Eveyln" Diane barely looked up as she replied, she was a bit offended with what he said. "Because if she’s surrounded by controversy, it’s going to affect you and your campaign." Her fork clinked softly against her plate.I glanced at Evelyn. She looked tense, her jaw tight, but she kept eating, like she was trying to pretend the conversation wasn’t annoying her."Alright, that's enough," I snapped but in a low voice . "He was asking her, not you."Diane lifted her head, meeting my eyes with a concern laced in her voice. "I’m just worried about my father-in-law. That’s not wrong, is it?" Her voice was light, like she needed someone to tell her it was okay. The dinning room fell silent for a moment, the only sound coming from the quiet clinking of cutlery. I watched my mum, her gaze fixed on Evelyn as she ate.Then, fina
EVEYLNMy mind raced, desperate for an excuse to leave. I shouldn’t have come here in the first place, and now there were only thirty minutes left until my son’s ritual. Time was slipping away too fast."Your kids… they’re Alpha John’s, aren’t they?" she asked.I froze, my eyes widened as I stared at her, completely shocked by her question. My plate was half empty and suddenly, I had no appetite at all."I knew it," she muttered, spinning her wine before placing the glass down with a quiet clink."So that’s why you joined this pack? To be with John?" she pressed, her gaze locked onto mine."No!" I blurted out, shaking my head. She couldn’t be more wrong. "I didn't join this Pack, like I said earlier...""If John asked you to rejoin this pack, would you?" she asked with a soft voice. but her eyes studied me closely."With all due respect, ma’am, I’ve moved on," I said, keeping my voice as calm as possible. The conversation was starting to make me uncomfortable, and I shifted slightly i
EVELYN "Are you daft? Don't you know I prefer my coffee with less sugar?" Diane yelled, her eyes wide with anger as she glared at me. Her hands shook with rage and immediately, she splashed the hot coffee all over my face.The burning liquid ran down, and I flinched, my heart racing as I wiped my eyes. The sting of her anger hurt more than the coffee itself.Have you ever seen a pack where Luna is still neglected and treated like a slave, even after getting married?Well, that’s me. I’m Evelyn Matthew, a 20-year-old girl who is mated to the powerful Alpha John from the Silver Moon pack. He was my second chance mate, a sparkle of hope after my first mate cruelly rejected me. It was the most painful experience of my life, a memory that haunts me since I was barely 18. My parents are dead, and now I live in the slave quarters where most omegas and orphans stay and are mistreated by the citizens of the Silver Moon pack.When I found out that my second chance mate was the Alpha of the pac
.EVELYN Everything I was feeling at that moment came to a sudden halt. I slowly lifted my head, as I strained to comprehend what I just heard. A sharp wince escaped my lips, my body protesting as I attempted to shift my weight onto the edge of the bed. What was he talking about? Rejection? My heart sank like a stone in my chest. As I gazed up at him, my eyes widened in disbelief. I couldn't even stand on my feet properly because of the cold shivers running down my spine as soon as he finished that statement. My knees went weak. "Alpha John..." I managed to whisper, my voice trembling. “You heard me.” He interrupted coldly, his tone sharp and brutal. I shook my head in disbelief, and gathered my strength to stand up straight. I looked up at him and noticed the tight lines etched across his forehead and the way his jaw clenched. He was dead serious. But why? He picked up his shirt from the bed and wore it, standing by the window. His back was turned to me, the fabric of his
EVEYLNMy mind raced, desperate for an excuse to leave. I shouldn’t have come here in the first place, and now there were only thirty minutes left until my son’s ritual. Time was slipping away too fast."Your kids… they’re Alpha John’s, aren’t they?" she asked.I froze, my eyes widened as I stared at her, completely shocked by her question. My plate was half empty and suddenly, I had no appetite at all."I knew it," she muttered, spinning her wine before placing the glass down with a quiet clink."So that’s why you joined this pack? To be with John?" she pressed, her gaze locked onto mine."No!" I blurted out, shaking my head. She couldn’t be more wrong. "I didn't join this Pack, like I said earlier...""If John asked you to rejoin this pack, would you?" she asked with a soft voice. but her eyes studied me closely."With all due respect, ma’am, I’ve moved on," I said, keeping my voice as calm as possible. The conversation was starting to make me uncomfortable, and I shifted slightly i
JOHNWhat did she even mean by that?"How is it too much?" Charles asked as he drank water from the glass cup and yes he was right about it."I'm just trying to help Eveyln" Diane barely looked up as she replied, she was a bit offended with what he said. "Because if she’s surrounded by controversy, it’s going to affect you and your campaign." Her fork clinked softly against her plate.I glanced at Evelyn. She looked tense, her jaw tight, but she kept eating, like she was trying to pretend the conversation wasn’t annoying her."Alright, that's enough," I snapped but in a low voice . "He was asking her, not you."Diane lifted her head, meeting my eyes with a concern laced in her voice. "I’m just worried about my father-in-law. That’s not wrong, is it?" Her voice was light, like she needed someone to tell her it was okay. The dinning room fell silent for a moment, the only sound coming from the quiet clinking of cutlery. I watched my mum, her gaze fixed on Evelyn as she ate.Then, fina
EVEYLN John’s face went stiff the moment he saw her outside. It was obvious he hadn’t expected her to be there. Diane’s eyes found me first then her expression twisted, like she was surprised to see even my figure here since John didn't tell her about my coming to this Pack, before it hardened into anger. Her hands clenched into fists at her sides.She opened her mouth to say something, but before she could, a feminine voice spoke from behind her.“What’s going on out here? Come inside.”A middle-aged woman stepped into view, her diamond earrings catching the light. She had the kind of quiet authority that made it clear she was used to being listened to. Her sharp eyes flicked to Diane, who immediately softened, her expression shifting just enough to look composed.“Yes… Mum,” Diane said, her voice suddenly sweet and controlled. “It’s nothing, really. I just saw John outside with… her.” She gestured toward me, forcing a smile. “I guess I got a little upset.”The woman, John’s mother,
EVEYLNThe strong, scent of herbs and burning incense filled the air as we stepped into the Pack Witch’s cavern. It was filled with old skulls, bones and oil carrying the echoes of old rituals and quiet prayers to the Moon Goddess. This was a sacred place where sacrifices were made, secrets were shared, and the pack sought guidance from forces beyond our understanding.John and I sat on a long, worn bench, the softness of hare fur beside us. He leaned in and murmured, suggesting we summon her instead. I shook my head, firm. "No, we go to her. That’s how it’s done." As Alpha, he had the power to command otherwise, but tradition still mattered to me, at least.The old woman’s sharp eyes locked onto my son like daggers. He kept his head down, avoiding her stare. I could understand what he was feeling at that moment, the unease. It wasn’t surprising, there was something unsettling about the Pack Witch’s gaze, her brows furrowed but her eyes were wide.Pack witch's eyes are always like tha
GIOVANNIAfter the meeting with Diane, I stormed out and as I reached my car, I slammed my hands onto the hood, the metal shuddering. Her smug little speech about her new plans echoed in my head, each word grating on my nerves like nails on a chalkboard."How the hell did she find out?" I muttered through clenched teeth, my voice sharp with anger. I glanced around the parking lot, my mind racing. Who told her? Does she have someone feeding her information?The thought made my blood boil. She was always one step ahead, always pulling strings I didn’t even know existed.Straightening up, I clenched my fists, a slow smirk creeping onto my lips. What can I use against her? How do I make sure she never tries to control me again?I shook my head, my jaw tightening. No one controls me, I growled, the fire inside me burning hotter. I’m Alpha Giovanni. I control and I don’t get controlled.I pulled into my private garage at the Pack, shutting off the engine. The low hum faded.Carlo came rushi
EVEYLNThe moment we arrived at the villa, we rushed toward the commotion at the gate. Six men stood there, their tense stances making it clear they weren’t welcome. The guards had blocked their path, refusing to let them in.One was about to enter like he was trying again but the guard their shook his head, his hands still spread across the gate.Andrew stepped forward, his voice sharp. "And who the hell are you?" he demanded, eyes narrowing as we got closer.The men didn’t back down, but their heated glares bore down to those guards. I studied their faces carefully, and then it hit me, I recognized one of them. As if sensing it, they all shifted their attention to me, lowering their heads in respect. Not to John, who stood tall beside me, but to me alone."They say they’re from the NightShade Pack, Alpha," one of John’s warriors said, his tone laced with sarcasm, meanwhile John scoffed like he understood what the situation was. Of course, I already knew too that they were here beca
EVEYLNI sighed and rolled my eyes as I started up the stairs. He followed closely behind, carrying Harriet in his arms. His grin widened, and for some reason, it made my chest feel heavy. When he asked me that question, I knew it wasn’t true—but still, I couldn’t bring myself to deny it. Why couldn’t I just tell him the real reason?Beta Andrew reached the top of the stairs and opened the first door. “Here we are,” he said, stepping inside.I followed him in. The room was spotless, with a neatly made bed and crisp sheets tucked perfectly in place. At least I wouldn’t have to worry about cleaning just unpacking and putting our clothes away in the cupboard.Bea wouldn’t be here until later, she’d told me earlier she had some things to take care of.Just as I opened my bag and started pulling out clothes to hang in the cupboard, my phone rang.I glanced at the screen and saw Elena’s name. A small smile tugged at my lips as I answered."Hey, babe! Where are you?" she asked curiously. "Be
EVELYN POVEven after all this time, coming back to this pack still stirs something deep inside me, a connection I wish I didn’t have. It feels like the ground remembers me. Leaving wasn’t easy. Even with Harriet in the hospital, it took me two days to pack. I made time because I had no choice. This wasn’t just another visit, it was something I couldn’t ignore. My Harry was in danger.Ahead, John’s car led the way, winding through familiar roads. He insisted on taking the lead, and I let him. Not because I didn’t remember the way I did but because he needed to feel in control. So I stayed quiet and let him.From the backseat, I caught glimpses of pack members turning their heads, trying to see into my car. The tinted windows kept me hidden. But I could feel their curiosity pressing against the glass, their need to know who had come with their Alpha.We stopped in front of a villa, a two-story building with walls so polished they looked newly built. The place felt untouched, like no on
GIOVANNI "Boss, Alpha John came looking for Elvis at the construction site,"As soon as I read the message, I snapped my phone shut and shoved it into my pocket. My jaw clenched. I couldn’t leave Evelyn now, not after what I saw last night. The image burned in my mind: their lips pressed together, her arms wrapped around him like he was her whole world.The memory cut deep in my mind. My chest ached with a rage I could barely hold back. It hurt so much I wanted to storm into her room, rip him away from her, and destroy him with my bare hands.No one could ever love Evelyn the way I do. No one. Every sacrifice, every sleepless night, every risk I took it was all for her. And yet, after everything, she’s back with him. Her ex.A bitter laugh escaped me. Fine. If she thinks she can love him again, I’ll make sure she hates him instead. "Don’t worry, Evelyn," I said softly, trying to ease her worry. "I’ll bring a sign language tutor here so she can start practicing for now."Harriet had