Emily Ravens, the last of the rare white wolves, is an outcast in a world that once held her lineage in awe. Rejected by her fated alpha mate and shunned as an orphan, she endures humiliation and bullying from those who once admired her kind. But when a new alpha offers her a chance at acceptance and a place in his pack, Emily faces a choice: confront her painful past or remain forever defined by rejection. In a world where trust is fleeting and ancient bloodlines are both a blessing and a curse, will Emily find the strength to forge a new path and claim her rightful place?
View MoreMarcus’s words lingered long after he walked away. “There are things you don’t understand yet.” What could he possibly know about my powers or my heritage that I didn’t? It gnawed at me as I paced back and forth in the clearing, the cool evening air doing little to calm the storm inside. Rollins had left to handle pack business, leaving me alone with my thoughts—a dangerous thing, given the weight of what had just transpired. I couldn’t get Marcus out of my head. His offer to train me, the intensity in his eyes, and his cryptic words—it all pointed to something more. Something he was holding back. And I hated that. I hated the feeling of not being in control, of not knowing the full picture. I needed answers. Now. The night air was cool as I stepped into Shadowcrest territory, my heart pounding in my chest. The memories of rejection and humiliation haunted every step I took. Bu
Emily’s POV: My breath hitched as Liam’s words sank in. The weight of them felt like a boulder crashing onto my chest. “Everett…” I whispered, my voice trembling. “No…” I had never met him, but Mia had told me enough. Everett had been loyal to Cassandra, a part of her schemes. He wasn’t innocent, but still… I killed him. I stared down at my hands again, my fingers trembling. How could something that came from me, something that I couldn’t control, take someone’s life? I felt Rollins step closer, his warmth trying to soothe me, but it wasn’t enough to chase away the dread growing inside me. "Emily," Liam's voice was soft, but there was something uneasy in his tone. "He wasn't one of us. Everett's betrayal... he deserved what came to him. But still, this power you have..." I swallowed hard, blinking away the tears forming in my eyes. “I didn’t mean to. I didn’t want to kill anyone.” Rollins took my hand, his grip firm but gentle. “You didn’t know, Emily. You were trying to
Marcus's POV The moment Emily’s power surged through me, I expected agony. But instead, the pain that had once gripped my body began to fade. My wounds, which had seemed so severe, were closing, the skin knitting itself back together as though the injury had never existed. I could feel it her power, coursing through me, not as an attack but as something else entirely. Healing. As Leon and the others helped me back to our territory, I was already standing on my own, walking steadily beside them. They exchanged glances, clearly puzzled by my sudden recovery, but no one dared say a word. When we arrived back at the pack, the others stared in silence, their eyes wide with both relief and uncertainty. I could feel their confusion their Alpha had returned, seemingly unscathed, but something had shifted. It wasn’t just the wound that had healed; there was a palpable tension in the air, a sense that everything had changed the moment Emily had intervened. Leon was the first to break the si
“Emily, please!” Rollins’ voice cut through the haze, and I turned to look at him, my vision still glowing with that blinding white light. His eyes were filled with fear not of me, but for me. “You’re stronger than this. You can control it.” His words pierced through the madness, and for a brief moment, I hesitated. The light flickered, and I felt the power waver within me. But it wasn’t enough. The rage was still there, threatening to consume everything in its path. “Emily, I need you,” Rollins whispered, his voice breaking. “I can’t lose you.” Something in his words reached me, cutting through the storm of emotions that had taken over. Slowly, painfully, I began to pull the power back, forcing it to retreat into the depths of my soul. The light dimmed, the dome shrinking until it finally vanished, leaving nothing but silence. I collapsed into Rollins’ arms, my body shaking with the effort of containing the power. He held me close, his grip tight as if he was afraid I might
As I stood there, catching my breath, the reality of what had just happened hit me. The pack was under attack, and Cassandra had betrayed us. I needed to find Rollins and warn him about Cassandra. I shifted back into my human form, not caring about the blood or the scratches that marred my skin. Right now, the only thing that mattered was getting to Rollins and stopping this attack before it destroyed everything we had fought to protect.I sprinted back towards the pack house, my heart pounding in my chest. The sounds of fighting were already filling the air—growls, howls, and the clash of wolves. The other forces were attacking, and they had the advantage of surprise.As I reached the main clearing, I saw pack members rushing to defend our territory. Panic and fear were etched on their faces, but they fought valiantly. I needed to find Rollins, he had to know about Cassandra’s betrayal, and we had to stop this before it was too late.I spotted him near the center of the chaos, issu
Emily's POVAfter what felt like hours, I finally heard the sound of the door creaking open. Rollins stepped into our room. Relief flooded me at the sight of him, but it was quickly followed by a pang of anxiety. Whatever he had discovered at the archives, it wasn’t good. “Rollins,” I said softly, standing from where I had been sitting by the window. “What did you find?” He looked at me for a long moment before finally speaking. “Emily, there’s something you need to know about your powers, about who you are.” My heart raced as I took a step closer to him, searching his face for answers. “What do you mean?” He hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. “You’re not just a white wolf, Emily Ravens. You’re part of a rare Royal lineage, one that was believed to be extinct. Your powers… they’re tied to something ancient, something that could either protect us or…” He trailed off, his voice thick with concern. “Or what?” I pressed, fear gripping my heart. “Or destroy everything,” h
Rollins's POV The journey to the archives was longer than I anticipated, the path winding through dense forests and rugged terrain. The further we went, the more I realized just how isolated and remote this part of Alpha Marcus’s territory was. It was as if the archives were deliberately hidden away, far from prying eyes. As we traveled, I couldn’t help but feel a gnawing sense of unease. This wasn’t just about uncovering Emily’s past anymore. It was about understanding the secrets that had been kept from her and possibly, the secrets Marcus was still keeping. His silence about their history only added to my suspicions. What else wasn’t he telling us? The landscape gradually shifted, the trees growing thicker, their branches forming a canopy that blocked out most of the sunlight. The air grew cooler, and the only sounds were the rustling of leaves. *** We met an Elder. He was tall and lean, with sharp eyes that seemed to take in everything at once. His hair was streaked with
The following morning, I was at the training grounds with Liam, the training ground only for high ranked wolves, as Rollins had instructed. Liam was patient but relentless, pushing me to the limits of my abilities. Every punch, every kick, every maneuver was meant to bring me closer to controlling the strange power that now coursed through me. But as I trained, my mind kept drifting back to Marcus and the archives. What secrets were hidden there? And more importantly, could I trust him to help me uncover them? “Focus, Emily!” Liam’s voice cut through my thoughts, pulling me back to the present. “Sorry,” I muttered, shaking off my distraction. Liam gave me a knowing look. “You’re distracted. Whatever’s on your mind, it won’t help you here. You need to concentrate.” I nodded, trying to push everything else aside. But just as I threw another punch, I felt it, the familiar tingling sensation in the back of my mind again, the one that signaled the awakening of my power. My wolf s
Marcus glanced at Rollins, then back at me. “There are ancient texts, hidden in the old pack archives at my place. The answers you need might be in there.” Relief washed over me at the mention of answers, but a nagging doubt gnawed at the back of my mind. Why was Marcus helping me? Why hadn't he mentioned our past? The memory of his rejection was still fresh, and yet here he was, offering his assistance without a hint of acknowledgment. I glanced at Rollins, whose expression was a mask of determination. He trusted Marcus, or at least he was willing to, for my sake. But I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to this than what Marcus was letting on. “Why are you helping me?” I blurted out, unable to keep the question from escaping. Marcus’s eyes flickered with something I couldn’t quite place guilt, perhaps, or something deeper. “Because it’s the right thing to do,” he said, his voice steady, but it felt rehearsed, like he had already prepared this answer. I didn’t believ
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