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~~ If there had been anything to be done to bring her back, I would have willingly done it to be with Callista. It’s been five years, and I can’t seem to get her off my mind. It’s like a persistent ache with a haunting melody that plays on repeat. It’s like a shadow that lingers, a ghostly press that refuses to fade into the background. Have you ever imagined the ache of longing—a relentless yearning that always grips the heart with icy fingers? I have been through hell a lot of times. I always felt the ache, whispering of a presence lost to the void. The thought that she would have been dead also crashed on me. The weight of her absence bears heavily on me. I was responsible for it all. If she was dead, I was the cause of it. This isn’t a statement of fact. She is probably dead. No omega would survive for a whole five years. Will I ever find solace in this endless night, or am I condemned to dance with phantoms in the realm of what-ifs? Oh, moon goddess, if she had bee
Two years laterCallista’s POV~~ “Spells can’t be allowed among werewolves; it is forbidden; we won’t allow this to spread to other counties.” The council of elders of Southern Wolf County had summoned my beta, Andrian, and me to an impromptu gathering regarding the use of spells in our county. I am the only female Alpha in our world. Words have gotten out that everyone wants to see this mysterious, powerful female Alpha. Ever since Andrian and I knew about the spell book, I told him to teach the pack’s warriors. I had made my warriors learn the spell because I didn't want my pack to be vulnerable to any form of attack. I might be powerful and not defeated by any Alphas, but what about my warriors? They also needed to be powerful. For this reason, I trained and gathered a formidable army of wolves. The warriors whom I noticed had reduced in number compared to seven years ago when I left the pack. Andrian told me they lost most of the pack’s skilled warriors during the war; they fo