Third-person POV_FLASHBACK_“I won’t take pity on you weaklings,” Damian Ironclaw, the Alpha of the midnight Mirage pack, voice sliced through the silence, his tone firm yet tinged with a hint of desperation as he led his warriors with a determined stride. His fur, a sleek coat of silver, rippled with power and determination as he approached the border of the Midnight Mirage pack with his wolf warriors, whose eyes gleamed with anticipation for the battle ahead. Across the woods, with towering trees, the Midnight Mirage pack’s warriors awaited their fate. They were led by Sterling Stone, their Alpha, as they braced themselves for the inevitable clash with the Wolfsong Dominion pack. But deep down, they knew they were outmatched. Their numbers were fewer, and their strength was no match for the sheer might of Damian's pack.Beside Sterling was Kieran Logan, his beta; he is known for his wisdom and diplomacy. His gaze was fixed on the approaching threat. The tension in the air was palp
Callista’s POV“Ever since Sterling Stone, your father, was offered a peace treaty with the Wolfsong Dominion pack, Alpha Damian has kept to his promise. They didn’t invade our pack, and they all lived in peace,” Tristan explained as a murmur escaped the mouths of the watching pack members. “My father breached the agreement years later when we attacked the Wolfsong Dominion. It was during this attack that he ordered me to kill your father, fearing that he would come back to claim his rightful position as the Alpha of this pack,” Tristan finished, burying his face in his palm as regret etched over him. “Tristan! Why did you keep all these away from me?” Andrian shot Tristan a dagger with his eyes. He asked with a betrayed voice as he stood up and moved away from Tristan. Andrian only knows that Sterling Stone was the former Alpha before Tristan’s father. Tristan shook his head in regret. “I am sorry,” he pleaded regretfully.“You are evil,”“You don’t deserve any mercy, Alpha.”“He
Callista’s POV~~ “We will go meet daddy soon,” I replied, holding her hands as I turned back to Lily and Shaman Magnus. At the sight of them. A megawatt smile appeared on my face. They have made this possible for me, without them I don’t think I would be able to be here right now. They have kept me going when I felt hopeless. They are the only family I have now and I must reward them for what they have gone through for me and Jessica. In split seconds, I found myself running towards Shaman Magnus and in a twinkle of an eye I was already in his open arms ready to receive me. I hugged him tightly to myself like a daughter would do to her father. He has been more than a father to me in the last few years that we have been together. “Thank you Shaman Magnus,” I uttered with a gratitude filled voice. “I’m happy you finally have what belongs to you,” he said, his voice tinged with emotion. “It’s all thanks to you Shaman, thanks for standing by me all through thick and thin,” I added.
Callista’s POV~~“Esteemed members of the Midnight Mirage pack, tonight, I am happy to tell you that the true Alpha of this great pack is ready to take on the position of her father.” Andrian stopped and stared in my direction. I gestured at him to continue. “Look at the moon in its full bloom,” the gathered pack members said, raising their heads to look at the night sky. It’s like a big blanket of darkness with tiny sparkling lights—the stars scattered all over, like glitter. And there is the moon, a silvery ball, hanging up there in its full glory, shining so brightly like a giant glowing pearl. Seeing these things made a small smile creep up on my face. “This is a sign that the moon goddess supports this ceremony that is about to be conducted,” Andrian continued. “It is also a sign that she has Alpha’s blood.” Shaman Aurora Spiritwatcher commented; she is the shaman who confirmed that I had a pup with the Alpha’s blood that night before I was taken to the dungeon. Since she didn
Callista’s POV~~ “It—its Alpha Tristan?” He pointed in the direction of the dungeon. “What happened to him?” I demanded with curiosity etched on my face. Even though he has done something wrong to me, I still don’t want anything bad to happen to him yet. I want him to go through the hell I passed through while in that dungeon. “I—I think he is dead.” “Dead?” I felt a pang of pain shoot through me. No way; he can’t be. “We will be right back.” I turned to Jessica, who looked so confused. “Let’s go, Andrian,” I ordered as we scurried out of the dining room and headed to the dungeon, which was a long distance from the main pack houses. I had wondered why it was situated at that location, which is very far from the pack’s cottages. As we go into the dungeon, the memory of the last time I found myself here replays itself in my head. The torment I went through from the hands of the guards, Delta Elowen, and Tristan himself. The agony of being force-fed like a prisoner. The thought of
Callista’s POV~~ “We are ready to go with you anytime, my Alpha,” Andrian said with a slight bow. “Are you really sure that Tristan used the red ball of lightning during the duel?” I demanded, getting my mind away from the Wolfsong Dominion pack. They are the least that would bother me right now. The fact that Tristan used the red ball of lightning still caught me by surprise. How was he able to do that? Does that mean we have the same power or because we were mates? I will make sure to unravel the mystery behind this. “I am so sure of it, my Alpha,” Andrian confirmed. I trust him; he can’t lie about that. I patted Andrian slightly at the back, even though he was taller than I am. “We will get to the root of it. Let’s get back to the pack house. The rest will be waiting; the dinner might have gotten cold.” We hasten our pace as we head back to the pack house, then make our way to the dining room immediately. “Where is my Jessie?” I asked as soon as I noticed Jessica’s absence in
Callista’s POV~~ The orange hue from the sun shines brightly into the room, casting a warm and soft glow in the room. It felt peaceful and promised a good day ahead. I stretched out on the bed as my bones made tiny snaps, like a gentle percussion of joints readjusting and releasing tension. I felt like not leaving the bed, but then I remembered that Andrian and I have a lot up our sleeve today. Just like Lily had said, it’s not easy being an Alpha and also a mother. The responsibilities are overwhelming, but it’s not like I have a choice. The only people Jessica felt safe around were Lily and Shaman Magnus. But with time, she will get used to the maids. I crawled out of bed, avoiding waking Jessica from her sleep. I quietly walked into the bathroom to take a shower. After I was done, I used a fluffy towel to wrap my wet hair. I stood in front of the mirror, looking at the reflection of myself. A smile crept up on my lips, remembering how far I have come since I lost my father. I fe
Callista’s POV~~Andrian stood up and took the lead. “Let me get the keys,” he said, turning back and running towards the desk. He slid open a locker, then closed it immediately. He opened another one, and just like the first time, he closed it again, and on the third, he found the keys. He picked it up and jingled it with his hand. We both walked out of the pack house and headed straight to Alpha’s library, which is a few miles away from the office. We got there about a minute later. Andrian opened the door, and we went in. We were welcomed by the thick air surrounding the library. The scent of old parchment lingered in our noses. We walked through the shelves holding dark leather-bound books that stood tall like ancient guards. Andrian let out an audible sigh. “Where do we begin?”“I don’t know either,” I inhaled sharply. “Let me check here; you can check your side too.” I gestured to the other shelves at the end of the room. In the library, there are two shelves with books. Wher
Cassius POV Callista's words hung heavy in the air, thick and suffocating. My daughter, Jessica, the little firecracker with eyes that mirrored the summer sky, was mine. A pup I hadn't known existed, a piece of me ripped away and hidden for years.Anger, hot and burning, threatened to consume me. How could she keep this from me? All those nights spent yearning for a family and a connection, and she'd had it all along. The years of longing and the emptiness that gnawed at me—a constant reminder of the love I'd lost—were all a lie? I clenched and unclenched my fists, the urge to roar ripping through me. But the sight of Jessica, oblivious to the storm brewing within me, choked the sound back. Her innocent smile, so full of trust, held me captive. My anger simmered, a low growl escaping my throat.Callista flinched, her eyes pleading for understanding. But understanding is a distant speck on the horizon right now. All I saw was the betrayal and the years stolen from me. I know I caused
Callista’s POV"Cassius... " His name escaped my lips like a sweet moan, making him groan in response. I gasped after I realized my action, and a blush crept up my face. "I... didn't mean... to... umm," but before I could finish my statement, he grabbed me by the waist and his gaze darkened. "Say it." His voice came out in a husky manner, making my bodily hair stand out. A weird sensation made me rub my tights together as the warmth spread. "Say it." He urged me again, making me feel a little hesitant. He looked totally different from how he was a few minutes ago. I felt our bodies collide after he pulled me closer and nibbled on my collar bone in a seductive manner. "Say my name once more." He smirked, and before I could react, he slammed his lips against mine a little roughly and lifted me up at the same time. Before I could comprehend what was going on, I was already on the bed with his weight resting on me, but his lips never parted from mine. A moan escaped my lips, but that di
Callista’s POVHe rushed forward, his embrace almost choking the air out of me. The familiar scent of pine and woodsmoke surrounded me, a scent that had watched out for me during the just-concluded battle; maybe it was then that the connection surged back. I couldn't say, but it felt good to be back home and to be in his arms again.He pulled away, his gaze still locked on mine. But then, his eyes traveled past me and landed on Jessica. The smile on his face dissipated, replaced by a frown etched with confusion.His brow furrowed at her as if trying to understand something. "Who is this?" he asked, his voice low and gruff. “And he?” he gestured towards Shaman Magnus.My heart pounded against my chest. This was it. The moment of truth. Taking a deep breath, I kneeled before Jessica, her innocent face beaming up at me and her blue eyes radiating energy. "Jessica," I began, my voice barely above a whisper. "This is your father, Cassius, Alpha of the Wolf Song Dominion Pack, whom you hav
Callista’s POVAs the pack slowly dispersed, the weight of the moment finally settled on my shoulders. Leaving wasn't just about duty or forging a new path; it was about confronting the past, about mending the fractured bond with Tristan and Cassius. Taking a deep breath, I approached him. The air crackled with unspoken emotions—a tangible tension that stretched between us. "Tristan," I began, my voice barely above a whisper.He met my gaze, his blue eyes searching mine. "Callista," he replied, his voice rough with emotion. “I am sorry.” His tone was low and soft. I gave him a small smile. “We can’t duel in the past; I have forgiven you wholeheartedly,” I responded as a matter of fact. “I shouldn’t have broken the bond back then,” he said with a regret-filled voice. “It's fine. I just hope you understand the path I have chosen and my decision,” my voice carrying a newfound strength.“Callista,” I heard Lily calling from behind, which made me whip my head in the direction of her vo
Callista’s POVTristan stood before me, the shackles gone but the weight of his imprisonment still etched on his face. A tense silence hung heavy in the air, broken only by the movement and murmurs of my pack members.The decision clawed at me, a battle between duty and a yearning I couldn't quite define. Taking a deep breath, I addressed my assembled pack members, their faces a sea of curiosity and unease.The murmurs of my pack rose in the tense silence, a hint of disapproval and confusion. I could feel Andrian's gaze burning into me, my beta and closest confidante. Would he understand this unexpected turn of events? Could he see, as I did, the flicker of a man yearning for redemption amidst the ruins of his past?"We have a prisoner of vengeance no more," I announced, my voice ringing with authority. The word tasted like ashes in my mouth. A collective gasp rippled through the crowd, a wave of shock that mirrored my own turmoil. "Tristan will no longer be held captive within our wa
Callista’s POV “Mommy!" Jessica’s arms wrapped tightly around my waist, burying her face in my stomach. Relief washed over me, bittersweet and sharp. "Where did you go? Aunt Lily said you left to kill big bad wolves!" I chuckled, the sound raspy. "Not exactly, sweetheart. I went to help Alpha Cassius and his pack. They needed a little… assistance." Jessica tilted her head back, peering up at me with wide, worried eyes. The resemblance to Cassius, with her sharp jaw and frame, was uncanny. But her eyes—those held a warmth Cassius never possessed, but of mine. "Did you get hurt, Mommy?" Her tiny hand reached up to touch a bruise blooming on my arm. Guilt gnawed at me. Leaving Jessica, even for a war I couldn't ignore, felt like a betrayal. "Just a few scratches, honey bee. Nothing a good night's sleep won't fix." I kneeled before her, forcing a smile. Jessica’s concern was a stark reminder of the responsibility I bore—to her, to my pack, and yes, even to Cassius, her father. But un
Cassius’ POV“Alpha, they are subduing us at the south border!" A fear-painted link echoed through my head, a glaring contrast to the ringing silence that had just descended on the clearing. Callista flinched beside me, her eyes wide with alarm. Pain flared in my shoulder, a throbbing reminder of the fight, but it was nothing compared to the sudden surge of fear that just coursed through me. "Shit! Let's go to the south border!" I roared the command, adrenaline masking the ache in my body. I scrambled to my feet, ignoring the way the world tilted for a moment.Callista was already moving; a black, brown, and white hybrid was disappearing into the trees. I pushed myself after her, pushing through the pain and the fear of a hot coal in my gut. We raced through the undergrowth, the pounding of paws echoing through the forest floor.As we broke through the trees and twigs, the scene that greeted us was one of chaos and goriness. Our warriors, outnumbered and caught off guard, were being
Cassius’ POV“What spell?” I raised a quizzical brow. “Watch out for it. Let’s move now!” She ran off towards the woods while the remaining warriors ran after her without answering my questions.As the pouncing from the woods became heavier and nearer, a realization dawned on me about what she said. Most of the packs in the North are joining forces against us. This is going to be a long night. “Shit!” I yelled and ran after her. We came to a halt when we caught sight of two groups of enemies pouncing forward in our direction. “These are two packs here,” I said immediately as I caught up with her. “Yeah, maybe they split up,” she nodded. “Attack!” she growled loudly as the earth trembled beneath our feet. The air crackles with anticipation, and the scent of fur thickens in my nostrils. The full moon hangs like a giant, watchful eye in the sky, casting the battlefield in an eerie silver light. Howls erupt from both sides. A scream of rage reverberates across the forest.Callista s
Callista’s POV The news of my arrival sparked a fire in the entire pack. Nervousness hung heavy in the air, but it was mixed with fierce determination. Young and old warriors gathered on the training ground, their eyes blazing with fighting spirit.I felt anger brewing up in me when Cassius’ gamma told me he asked me to come into his office. I had planned on how to trash him with words, but as I got in, his gaze made those thoughts fly away. A part of me craves him, and another part is pushing me away, but whichever part it is, I don’t think I would listen to anyone if it were. I just have to go ahead with what I came here to do and push those feelings aside. We can’t be on the battleground with emotions flying around. It would make either of us lose concentration. A frustrated groan escaped my lips. Had I traveled all this way, defying logic and reason, just to be on the receiving end of his teasing and flirtation? “I can do anything I want; this isn’t the Callista from years ago