ELIJAHA jolt rips through me. The Iron Claw Pack? Fuck, no!"Easy now," Rowan smirks. "You stay Alpha, but like a… what's the word?" He furrows his brow in mock thought. "Ah yes, a puppet Alpha." My chest tightens.Rowan leans back, a sinister glint in his eyes. "Basically, you dance to my tune. An
VERENAThe sterile room hums with tension that I feel in my bones. Each contraction feels like an organ tearing at my insides, the pain stealing my breath. My frantic gasps fill the air, which is vibrating with the murmurs of the medical staff around me.It has been seven months since I learned abou
ELIJAHPain rips through me with every step towards the maternity ward. Reaching Rena, my heart pounds as I find her sleeping peacefully. But there’s a figure in the attire of a nurse by the bassinet - Nixie. Her hand inches closer to my pup. "Don't you dare," I growl. She whirls around, eyes widen
ELIJAHCarlisle's booming voice rattles the hallway. "Spill it, Donovan! Stealing the baby? Talk now, or—"A hacking cough explodes from my throat, a metallic spray painting the floor red. Carlisle's grip slackens, his blue eyes widening in shock. "What the hell? You okay?""Poison," I rasp, the wor
VERENAFour years later…The heavy oak doors groan open, shattering the orphanage's peace. A furious woman in her fifties storms in, her face twisted in rage. "What is this intrusion, Luna Verena?" she roars. "This is my orphanage, you can't just waltz in here!"I meet her gaze, my own turning icy.
VERENAA wave of emotion crashes over me as I ruffle Ezra's black hair, the same shade as his eyes. He's his father's twin, and the resemblance clenches my heart. Elijah. No matter how much I fight it, the past clings to me, a constant reminder.Being Luna means endless events and pack politics. The
VERENAExcitement and anticipation thrum through me as I gaze into the mirror. My midnight blue hair cascades down my back in loose waves, the ends playfully curled.My dress is a deep forest green, flowing gracefully around my figure, highlighting my curves."Happy birthday, Mommy!" Ezra yells, burs
VERENAI start to respond to Carlisle, but a tingling sensation erupts through my body, spreading like wildfire through my veins. The bouquet falls from my shaking hand. "I-I think it's happening," I gasp, my voice tight with anticipation.Heat pulses beneath my skin, making me sweat. It's not midni
VERENAElijah’s eyes light up after I say those words to him. It feels good, like a burden has been lifted off my chest. We needed to talk but I did not know how to initiate a conversation with him that wouldn't lead to any conflict or misunderstanding between us. Turns out that he felt the same.
This is my way of telling her how much I want her. There’s not a single day I didn’t think of her, didn’t miss her. How can she even think that I wouldn’t want her? Rolf growls inside my head in agreement. I kiss the mark and pull back, watching her face turn red and flushed. The daze in her eyes
ELIJAHI jump out of the trees, and stare at the packhouse. It's dark outside and the lights are on. I specifically notice the light of my bedroom being on. She’s here. My heart races in my chest as I think about seeing her again. She was in the Moonlight pack for quite some time and I missed her
VERENAThe heavy iron gates creak open, revealing the familiar yet altered landscape of the Iron Claw packhouse. The once pristine grounds are now scarred with remnants of the brutal battle. As I guide the car through the gates, my heart pounds with a mix of anticipation and excitement. I glance at
VERENAMaria’s words ring in my head. I stand before dad’s grave inside the cemetery. Ezra is standing beside me, holding a bouquet of lilies. He has a sad look on his face as he stares at his grandpa’s grave. “Mommy?” He calls me and I look down at him. “Yes?” “Is grandpa in a safe place now?” h
VERENAI sit with Maria in the living room and sip the hot chocolate she made for me. The hot drink soothes my throat and my tense nerves. It feels good. Maria looks at the window and then at me. She stares at me for a while and I frown. “What is it?” I ask. “Rena, are you alright?” she asks in a
“Oh, come on! Stuff like this happens. Why can’t you just forget and make up?” Serena shouts in my head and I grimace at her loud voice. “Stop shouting. It's not that easy, okay?” “Why not? You even see a therapist now so you should be healed!” She whines. I roll my eyes. “It does not work like t
VERENATwo months later…“You people have some audacity to see me after what you did,” I say with a stern face as I look at the people who are sitting in the meeting room. Their faces are etched in my head. The celestial wolves who did not help us during the fight. I am sitting at the head of the t
George looks at me and raises his arm, showing me the Goddess Gem. I don’t know if it's instinct or intuition, but I shift back and walk towards him as if I know what to do. Elijah does the same and we join him. George hands me the red gem. I look at Elijah and he moves closer to me and holds the g