Callista’s POV“You do know I was knocked out, right?” I turned my gaze to Tristan, who was walking beside me as we set out to the Alpha’s house. “Yes,” he said, nodding acceptably. “The moon goddess told me to use my wolf.” I continued enjoying the moment of the walk. "Okay,” he stressed, wanting to hear more of the story. “She tapped my forehead, and I regained consciousness,” I explained in detail to Tristan, who was paying rapt attention to me. “Wow!” He exclaimed. “If someone else had told me this, I wouldn’t have believed it,” he teased, covering his mouth from letting out a laugh. “That’s the truth anyway.” I giggled. It took us about twenty minutes before we got to the Alpha’s house, which was located at the far end of the pack. It is the largest and most beautiful of the houses in the pack, maybe because it is where the Alpha resides.I would say I saw most of the houses here during my tour around the pack when I first came in after being introduced to other pack memb
Tristan’s POV After I had marked my mate, the next ritual that would follow was the running ceremony. It is a ritual that must be performed because that's how it has been done even before I was born. You know, like a tradition that dates back generations. It is during this ceremony that werewolves who don't have a mate and can’t wait for their fated mate, probably because they felt they had waited for too long, would be asked to choose a mate during some activities after the run. “Tell me more about this running ceremony,” Callista demanded, her lips protruding in a sulky pout. “You really seem eager to know,” I giggled, tauntingly. “As the Luna of this pack, that I am,” she paused and squared her shoulders arrogantly as a small smile appeared at the corner of her lips. “Don’t you think there are things I need to know?” She stated it with a wide grin. “Okay, since you insisted, your highness,” I teased, succumbing to her anxiousness. "Yes, my lord, I’m all ears.” I burst into a
Elowen’s POVI winced slightly while holding my head with my eyes shut as I felt a sharp pain course through my body while trying to sit upright on the small bed in our pack healer’s cabin. The scent of herbal medicines filled my nostrils. I glanced nervously around the room, only to sighed in resignation when I found no one in there with me. The last thing I remembered was Callista getting up a few minutes after I had knocked her out, then her wolf attacked me, digging her fangs deep in my neck area while I struggled to break free so I could shift into my wolf and fight back, but all my efforts seemed futile. I had noticed darkness consumed my vision and consciousness, drastically slipping away from me as I fell and slumped on the floor. She really caught me off guard. Ouch! My head hurts as I try to recall the fiasco of that day. “Oh, you are awake.” I raised my head to hear the voice that was about to enter the cabin. It was our pack’s healer, Ragnar Titan. He is a middle-aged
Lily’s POV~~ I couldn’t believe it. Beta Andrian’s wolf is light brown,with soft and fluffy fur nipping at mine. I felt a rush of adrenaline, and my stomach was twirling with excitement, loving the butterflies that were swarming in my stomach. Even though I was in my wolf form, I was on cloud nine, floating with happiness and excitement. Since the night after the moonlight chase, we have always spent time together. The Alpha was also busy with our Luna Natura, each of us enjoying our newly found love. “Are you sure you are okay, Delta?” I asked when I noticed she was far gone in her thoughts."Yeah, I’m okay.” She responded, flashing me a fake smile. I could see sadness weighing heavy on her face like a stone sinking in the ocean. I can’t tell if she was jealous of what I had told her earlier about Beta Adrian and me or because she had lost the Alpha to someone else. She had always joked and talked about being the pack’s Luna Natura during our combat training sessions, but it's so
Callista’s POV~~My one and only Alpha and his Beta, Andrian, had taken a break from the pack’s work because they were both having a good time with their newly found love, Lily and I. Being with Tristan is like an electrifying thrill that I never want to end. He is so caring, loving, and fun to be with. “Don’t you think we need to go check up on Elowen? And find out how she is doing,” I asked my one and only Alpha, who was seated on a sofa adjacent to the bed I was sitting on in our bedroom.He raised his head and shot me a sultry smile, then continued with some magazines he was reading. “I’m at your service, your highness,” he said, his gaze still fixed on the magazine he was holding. “Babe, just stop it and look at me,” I complained, my face contorted with a frown, making my lips protrude in a sulky pout. He giggled. ”I know what you want,” he responded, as he stood up from the sofa and headed towards the bed where I was. I raised my brow. “What?” My stomach churns with anxiet
Back at the Wolfsong Dominion PackCassius’s POV I traced the rim of my coffee mug with a heavy heart, lost in the memories that refused to fade. I was enjoying the view of the woods in front of me on the balcony of Alpha’s palace, as I was savoring the freshness of the atmosphere. War! War!! War!!! It was all over. We had fought. We had won. We have shown them what it takes to be the most powerful pack.During the war, I won’t skip the fact that we lost most of our skilled warriors, even though we had won. The Alpha had been very ill since then. “Hey man,” Garret tapped my back as I jolted back from my thoughts. I beamed him a little smile. “How long have you been here?” I asked with my gaze fixed on him. “I noticed you weren’t with the alpha, so I decided to check you here, and I guessed right. I just got here, though.” Garret explained. “You seem lost; what are you brooding about?” Garret asked with a raised brow. “Yeah, but it’s nothing much, man,” I sighed. I gather my thou
Selene POV~~I once had a crush on Cassius, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Wolfsong Dominion Pack, but he never took a liking to me; instead, I watched him follow Callista around, a spineless omega. Maybe because she was more beautiful than I am.I must admit it, she's got curves in the perfect places, and even if I were a guy, I wouldn’t stop drooling over her. And that made me hate her even more. Her beauty pisses me off. The pain you feel when the person you want doesn’t want you back—that moment when your heart feels heavy, like a stone sinking in water. I don’t know if you've ever felt that way. That was how I felt when I was rejected by the person I had a crush on. It’s as if my heart were a cracked vase, leaking tears instead of water. How do you feel about that one person who made your crush reject you? Hatred right? Yes, because I despise her so much. You would stop at nothing to get rid of them, right? That was what I felt for Callista. I have the urge to get rid of her comp
Cassius’s POVIt was the night of the mating ceremony. It was a ritual for all the pack members to gather around the huge, secluded slab of rock, free of towering trees, where the moon was reflected in its full bloom. It was in this exact place that all the members of our pack had their first shift. Before we proceeded with the ritual, there was going to be a little speech from my father as Alpha, and we were all waiting expectantly for him. A few minutes later, he walked out of the pack house and right onto the podium. “Esteemed members of the Wolfsong Dominion Pack,” he began, looking down at everyone. Garret, Landon, Selene, and I were seated at the back of the podium, but we were still visible to the rest of the pack members. I got lost in my thoughts for a second, the responsibilities I was about to be saddled with dawning on me. Garret nudged me with his shoulder, bringing me back to the present. ". . . a ritual that my heir, Cassius, takes over from me as the next Alpha of o
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