Callista’s POV~~ It was afternoon the next day. Jessica was standing at the front of the door while I was inside the hut, making sure that she didn’t leave where she was standing. “Mommy, look!” I saw her point towards the woods. “Grandpa and Aunt Lily are back,” she said, jumping up and down happily as she saw them walking towards the hut. I walked towards the door to meet her, but she ran out excitedly to welcome Shaman Magnus and Lily. A big smile plastered on my face as I saw Lily pick her up from the ground and carry her in her arms. “It’s good to see you are back,” I said to them as they got to where I was standing. “I hope you didn’t miss us too much.” Lily gave me a quick hug. “We did,” I pouted. “And now we are here,” Shaman Magnus chimed in. “You are welcome back,” I said again as we walked inside the hut. Just as I was about to close the door, I saw freaky wagging its tail and walking towards me. “Hey freaky,” I bent downward to touch its head. “I miss you so much,
Callista’s POV~~ A few days later,. “She should get better when she wakes,” Shaman Magnus said, staring at my worried and confused face. “I can’t let anything happen to her, Shaman,” I said amidst tears that had glistened in my eyes. “Babe, she will be fine.” Lily held my hand in hers. My gaze went to the bed, where Jessica was lying motionless. She had been very sick for the past two days, and every portion that Shaman Magnus had brewed for her seemed to have no effect on healing her. It left me bothered and worried about her state of health. I can’t lose Jessica. “Moon Goddess, please save my baby,” I said, raising my head to stare at the top of the thatched roof of the hut. My intention was to look up at the moon goddess to see if she could see my tears. “She will be fine. Stop crying.” Lily’s voice carried a hint of emotion in it. “She has been like this for the past two days,” I lamented. “Let her wake up and see if there will be a change,” Shaman Magnus said with a worr
Callista’s POV~~ “What do you mean?” I asked out loudly that Shaman Magnus and Lily heard what I had said. “Who are you talking to?” They both chorused. They wore a confused expression about who I was talking to; probably they had forgotten that I can now talk to animals. “You can heal your child yourself,” the creature repeated, as its voice reverberated in my mind. “We’ve tried everything we could, and Shaman Magnus here has brewed all sorts of portions for her, and we are even coming from a healer. How do you mean I can heal her when these people who have more power than I am aren’t able to do that?” I explained this to the creature. Maybe it would understand that the situation was beyond my control. “You have the power to heal your child from that sickness, and if you fail to do that within the next few minutes, you are going to lose her,” the animal said to me in my head and walked away. I stared at it as it walked deeper into the forest until it went out of sight. All this
Callista’s POV~~ "Oh, moon goddess, not again,” I sighed in frustration. I ran my eyes around, looking at these rogues who had outnumbered us. If they attack us without doing anything, we can’t even survive a bite from them. Seeing them would have made me feel trembling like a leaf blown by the wind, but guess what? I wasn’t the weakling type again. I can single-handedly take down these rogues, but I know Lily and Shaman Magnus won’t allow that. “Should I take over?” I heard Maya growl silently in my head. “Not yet.” I nodded in disagreement. Then something struck my mind. The green ball of lightning from the other time. Was it only for healing? I bet it. “Why not try it out again?” Maya whimpered in my head, sitting at the front of my head as if watching what was going on. I took a few steps back away from Lily, who wrapped Jessica tightly around her chest. I squeezed my eyes shut, picturing the way Maya had guided me the other time. The air around my hand crackled with anti
Third-person POV~~ The sunset painted the sky with a myriad of colors, creating a peaceful and serene atmosphere. Callista and Lily were sitting on a log of wood at the front of the hut, each of them in the realm of their own thoughts. The hidden abilities that were unlocked in Callista still baffle her. The perceptions she had about herself had now changed, and all she was thinking of was how she would return to the Midnight Mirage Pack to get the truth about her identity from Healer Ragnar. She wanted to ask Lily if she would be willing to go back with her, but then she remembered that Lily had made it known to her that she wasn’t going to return to the Midnight Mirage pack. She sucked up the thought of asking her. “Just summoned the courage, Callista,” she muttered to herself, barely above a whisper that no one would hear. She took a deep, quick breath and stared at where Lily was sitting opposite her at the other end of the hut. “Lily,” she called, which made Lily raise her h
Tristan’s POV~~It’s been five years, and you would think I had gotten over Callista, but I haven’t. Odin and I have been distant for the past five years. He rarely talks to me. I had once thought that he had gone into hibernation. The last time he spoke to me was three months ago. And he would remind me of making us lose our mate because of my ruthlessness. Was that being ruthless? It is what it is. “You really want me to talk to you when you refuse to find her?” This has always been the only thing he says to me—finding our mate and nailing me for what has happened in the past. Yes, I was at fault, but that was a long time ago. I don’t even feel like talking to him right now because he doesn’t care to listen to whatever excuse I give him. So what’s there to talk about? When he doesn’t care. I was hurt too, and I have been living in dismay for a whole two years after she was gone. Callista is an omega; there is no way she could survive there in the woods. She must have been dead wi
Callista’s POV~~ Lily and I had agreed to go back to the Midnight Mirage Pack to get more information about my identity from healer Ragnar, and there was also one thing that has been on my mind for the past five years, ever since I knew about who my father's killer was. Yes, you are right. Revenge. I will avenge his death and make Tristan pay for it soon. But the problem now is how to get Shaman Magnus to come with us. We don’t want to leave him back in the hut, even though that has been his home. “What do you think we should do, Lily?” I voiced my concern about getting Shaman Magnus to follow us. “We just have to tell him and hope he agrees to it,” Lily responded casually, as if it were less of an issue to her. “Okay,” I muttered slowly. “Let’s go,” I beckoned. We walked back inside the hut because we were outside this whole time. As we got inside the hut, thanks to the moon goddess, Jessica was fast asleep as she was just recovering from her illness. We went inside the inner r
Tristan’s POV~~I thought I was staring at a ghost or something else. There was no way Callista would be alive. “Are you c***y? Can’t you see her standing? That’s my f***king mate,” Odin growled, air-quoting the last word 'mate'.“Just shut it and stop messing with my head,” I retorted angrily through the mind link. If it were years ago before this night, Odin would have retracted far back in my mind and will not come back until he feels like it. But this night it was different; instead of him storming off just like he had always done after I scolded him, guess what? He didn't; he was pushing me to go and meet our mate and claim her once again. He stayed there in the front of my head, watching the whole drama. He was pushing me to go and meet our mate and claim her once again. “You fool! Go, meet her, and claim her for us. Look at her eyes; she misses us; she can’t resist our charm. She wants us to be snuggled in our arms. She is dying to have a taste of our lips in hers.” Odin was
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