Xavier's POV "What did you just say?"We couldn't believe what we had just heard from our brother. It seemed like he was trying to play tricks on us, but at the same time, it felt like the truth—which was why we were all shocked to listen to what he said. I moved closer to him and touched his forehead to see if he was burning up, but he was completely fine. "You're completely fine, so you couldn't have been saying nonsense. And you're not hallucinating, so what did you say again?" "I'm telling you all that I just found out Mia's real identity. She is the white wolf, and she has been hiding it from us for so long," Sean replied again. It sounded both funny and serious at the same time. Mia is our mate who can save us, and she is also the white wolf who can save herself. So in the end, she's the only one who can save us both ways. "What do you mean? We clearly concluded that she's not the white wolf. Where did you see that?" Rolex fired at him. But Nathan was different—it s
Mia's POV It's weird. It's so weird that they are being too nice to me. Yesterday, Sean sent away someone who wanted me to explain something to him about the techniques I learned, and I couldn't explain it to him. Today, I tried to look for the poor guy, and he was just avoiding me like a plague. It's all thanks to him, and a lot of guys seem to be avoiding me too. Did they do something behind my back, like telling them weird things, and now they are avoiding me? Or could it be the fact that everyone thinks I'm still a monster now? I mean, since I already took care of those girls and made them pay for what they did to me, I've never been so happy. It was the first time I got full revenge on someone and paid them back the way they paid me. Though what I did might be too cruel, it's nothing compared to what they did to me. I was still merciful enough to let them live, so they should be happy with that. And after all, the coordinators are not blaming me for anything. Somehow, th
Rolex's POV It's weird enough that we are all in a situation now where we have to praise whatever she does in case we want her to help us. It's been very annoying to do, but she deserves everything we are doing now. We decided to give her the princess treatment she deserves, but she's always running away from us. Could it be that she already knew that we found out her secret, and she's trying to stay away from us so she won't have to help us with anything? But it doesn't seem fair to me. She should at least give us a chance to redeem ourselves. To be honest, I'm already tired of this endless cycle of chasing her around, and she still keeps the hatred in her heart. It's a little bit too late for me to be the one lecturing her, but I hope she can finally find it in her heart to forgive someone. "What are you thinking about so intensely that you are this serious?" Sean asked me. "Nothing much. It's just the fact that we finally found the white wolf, and it only means that we are
Mia's POV "Don't yell at me, you bastard! You don't get to tell me what to do!" He scoffed. "I'm doing this for your own good, and you think this is about me trying to control you?" Why is he being so defensive and sensitive? I'm just here looking at the stores, and I've been doing this since I got here. Nothing has happened to me. I keep telling them that I can protect myself, but they don't believe me. It seems like their so-called protection has gotten worse these days. "Excuse me, Rolex, I don't need you breaking down for me or anything. Stop yelling at me. I'll be fine." "Well, you are not here alone, and our job is to protect you. Stop making it difficult for us. You are always acting like this. Don't you get tired?" That sounded like an insult to me. I saw him walk away, and I couldn't say anything at all. Is he finally getting tired of me? Will he show his true colors? Maybe if I keep acting like this, they will finally tell me what they want and stop following me a
Mia's POVEven though I was mad at myself and didn't want to listen to my wolf, I couldn't help but think of my recent thoughts about them and how I've always been acting. Most of the time, I have to quickly remind myself that they are not who I think they are. We were told it was the final stage of our training at the camp so far, and we were going to do some interesting things. But I wasn't interested in all of that. I was already tired of staying here and wanted to go back. Early in the morning, I got a text from Nathan asking me to come see them somewhere. I didn't understand what was going on, so I decided to check it out. When I arrived there, I found him standing with flowers in his hands. I was flustered for a moment. What is going on, and what is he trying to do? Does he think this would make me change my heart about him? I already told him I want nothing to do with him. Why does he keep trying? Even though I feel a little bit of compassion for him, that's all I feel.
MIA's POVThe night air was thick with tension, the sounds of the forest blending into the rapid beating of my heart. I crouched lower behind the large stone, my breaths coming out in slow, measured puffs. Someone was nearby. I could hear the faint rustling of leaves, the crunch of boots against the earth.They were looking for me.I knew it wasn’t an ordinary patrol. No, this was something else. Someone had followed me, their presence sharp, relentless.I pressed my back against the stone, closing my eyes for a brief second. If they caught me, if they saw even the faintest glow of my shifting eyes, it would all be over. My secret—my curse—would be exposed.A snap of a branch.I opened my eyes, preparing to bolt.But before I could move, a strong hand clamped over my mouth, pulling me backward. My body tensed, muscles locking in place as I struggled. I was about to fight back when a familiar scent invaded my senses.Crisp cedarwood, mixed with something darker. Something unmistakable.
MIA’S POVI watched as Mia's chest rose and fell, her breathing shallow as she lay on the damp grass. My heart pounded, knowing that if I hadn’t pulled her into the river, she might not be breathing at all.She suddenly stirred, her lashes fluttering open. Before I could say a word, her palm cracked across my face.I barely flinched, though the sting lingered. I deserved that."You—" Her voice trembled as she pushed herself up. "You tried to drown me!"I exhaled slowly, keeping my voice calm. "I didn’t—""You threw me into the damn river, Nathan!" she snapped, her eyes burning with fury. "You held me under! What was I supposed to think?"I swallowed hard, guilt clawing at my chest. "I had to, Mia. A rogue was looking for you. A deadly one."Her breath hitched, but she quickly masked her fear with more anger. "You should have told me!""If I told you, you would have panicked," I admitted, running a hand through my wet hair. "You would have tried to run, and they would have caught you.
MIA’S POVNathan’s eyes burned into mine with an intensity I had never seen before.I knew the moment my blood touched his lips, I had made a mistake.His wounds closed too fast. His strength returned like a fire rekindled. His body—once weak and trembling—became solid again, his muscles flexing as he tested his limbs.Then his gaze locked onto me, and a slow, knowing smirk curled at the corner of his lips.“Well, well,” Nathan drawled, his voice dripping with amusement. “Looks like our little princess has been hiding something.”I took a step back, heart hammering. “It’s not—”He cut me off, standing up effortlessly as if he hadn’t been on the brink of death just moments ago. His eyes gleamed with something dark, something possessive.“You’re the White Wolf.”It wasn’t a question. It was a statement.A fact he was thrilled to discover.His lips curled higher as he stalked toward me, slow and deliberate, like a predator toying with his prey. “You know what this means, don’t you?”I sw
Mia's POV"You've been the best Luna this pack could've ever asked for." My father's voice held pride, the kind that made my chest ache and bloom all at once.I looked up at him from across his desk, seated where I once sat in trouble for skipping training. But today, I wasn't his rebellious daughter—I was a woman, a Luna. "Thank you, Dad," I said softly. "That means everything coming from you." And it does. After everything we've been through, after all the fights and tears and misunderstandings, to have his approval feels like winning a battle I've fought my entire life.He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. "But, Mia… you need to think about your future too."My heart sank slightly, brows knitting. "What do you mean?" I thought this was my future. Being Luna, taking care of the pack, loving my mates. Isn't that enough? Will I ever be enough?He leaned back in his chair, fingers lacing. "All your mates are back to work. Their titles, their responsibilities. You? You've given thi
MIA’S POVWaking up in a tangle of limbs, silk sheets, and the lingering taste of last night's sins… yeah, this was exactly how I liked it. This feeling of being surrounded, protected, desired—I'll never get used to it. Never take it for granted. Not when I spent so long feeling unwanted.Sean's arm was locked around my waist like he thought someone might steal me away overnight. Cute. Even in sleep, he's possessive. The boy who once terrorized me now can't bear to let me go, even while unconscious. Life has a twisted sense of humor.Xavier's breath stirred the strands of my hair as he shifted behind me, his leg hooked over mine. My body was bare under the covers, and not a single inch of me felt cold. I was tucked between two overprotective wolves like their personal treasure chest. Their heat radiates into me, through me. I used to sleep alone, cold and curled into myself. Now I can barely move without touching one of them.And I was a treasure. A spoiled, kissed, claimed one. Somet
MIA'S POVMonths had passed since the battle with Keith, but the scars—both seen and unseen—remained. Yet, I had won.Not just the fight. Not just my life.I had won myself.For the first time in forever, I was at peace.I stood before the werewolf world, my silver gown flowing in the wind, my white wolf aura glowing softly around me. The night sky stretched endlessly above, the full moon shining like a proud mother watching over her child."The Moon Queen."The title was whispered with reverence, spoken with respect.I had proven myself. Not just as a white wolf. Not just as a Luna. But as a leader.The packs had united under my rule, their loyalty unwavering. They no longer feared me; they believed in me.And for the first time… I believed in myself, too.The brothers stood before me, their expressions nervous yet hopeful.Months ago, I would have laughed at the thought of forgiving them.But now?I exhaled slowly, looking at each of them. Xavier, Sean, Nathan, and Rolex.They had s
MIA’S POVThe moment my eyes snapped open, the battlefield fell into a stunned silence. Power surged through my veins like wildfire, alive, untamed, unstoppable. My body felt weightless, yet I had never been stronger. Every inch of me pulsed with the raw energy of the White Wolf.Keith’s expression twisted in disbelief, his hands clenched into fists. “No… This—this can’t be happening!” His voice wavered, but I saw the truth in his eyes—fear.I tilted my head, stepping forward with deliberate slowness. “You should be proud, Keith.” A smirk tugged at my lips. “If you hadn’t stabbed me, I wouldn’t have awakened.”His face turned red with fury. With a snarl, he lifted his hands. Dark energy crackled at his fingertips.The ground trembled. Shadows twisted unnaturally. The stench of death filled the air.I turned just as an army of demon rogues emerged from the darkness, their eyes glowing red, their bodies twisted by corrupted magic. Their growls rumbled through the battlefield, sending a
MIA’S POVThe pain was unbearable, like fire licking through my veins, but somehow… it was fading. I could hear my name—frantic, desperate voices calling out to me—but they felt so far away, like echoes in a void.I wasn't in the dungeon anymore.I wasn’t anywhere at all.A soft glow surrounded me, warm and comforting, like the moonlight on a peaceful night. And then, from that glow, she appeared.My wolf.No—not just my wolf.She was beautiful, ethereal. Skin as white as snow, long flowing hair the color of the full moon, eyes like the endless night sky. A presence so divine, so powerful, I immediately knew.The Moon Goddess.I tried to speak, but my voice wouldn’t come out. I wasn’t afraid, though. Her gaze held nothing but kindness, her expression serene."You’ve suffered, my child," she finally spoke, her voice like a melody carried by the wind. "Far more than I ever intended."I swallowed, feeling a lump in my throat. Everything I’d been through flashed before me—every wound, eve
MIA’S POVI glared at Keith, my patience snapping as he paced before us like some grand villain in a pathetic play. His voice was thick with arrogance, dripping with the delusion of a man who thought the world owed him everything.“My father,” he sneered, “was the rightful heir to the Alpha title. But your father stole it from him. Stole what should have been ours.”I tilted my head, unimpressed. “Let me guess,” I muttered, crossing my arms. “And now you’re here to reclaim your birthright? Oh, Keith, how tragic. Such a sad little story. I might cry.”His face darkened. His jaw clenched so tightly, I thought he might break his own teeth.“You mock me?” His voice dropped to something colder, more dangerous.I scoffed. “Mocking implies I take you seriously. But I don’t. Because you sound like a spoiled brat throwing a tantrum over something that was never yours to begin with.”A dangerous flicker lit up in his eyes. “You think this is a joke?”I stepped forward, unbothered by the threat
Mia’s POVI was halfway to the dungeon when my steps faltered. The heavy scent of blood still lingered in the air, the thick stench wrapping around me like a warning. Something felt off.Then I saw him.Lucas.He was being dragged into the shadows, his body limp, his usually sharp eyes dulled with exhaustion. His lips moved, barely, but I caught it.Don’t.A silent command. A plea.My entire body tensed. Every instinct screamed at me to run after him, to tear through whoever had him in their grasp. But I didn’t.I clenched my fists, nails digging into my palms. The frustration burned like acid in my veins, but Lucas had signaled me for a reason. Rushing in blindly would only get me captured, too.I needed a plan.Spinning on my heel, I turned and sprinted toward the main hall, heart pounding wildly. My mind raced through every possible scenario. Who the hell had the guts to take Lucas? Keith’s men? Another enemy?No. I couldn’t let my thoughts spiral. Focus. I still had the tracker.L
LUCAS’S POVThe moment I stepped into the room, I knew something big had happened. The air was thick with tension, the scent of anger and relief clashing in a way that made my wolf restless.My eyes landed on Mia first. She stood at the center of it all, arms crossed, chin lifted, looking every bit like a leader. Strong, untouchable. But I knew her better than that. I could see the exhaustion in her stance, the tightness in her jaw."What the hell happened?" My voice was sharp, demanding answers.Mia’s gaze flicked to me, unreadable for a second before she spoke. "We caught the bastard who tried to poison our father."I stilled. "Our father?" The words felt strange on my tongue.Mia nodded, her expression hard. "He would have died if we hadn’t stopped him in time."My chest burned. I had barely had time to know the man, to understand him, and already someone had tried to take him from me. My hands clenched at my sides, but I forced my voice to stay calm. "Where is he now?""With the g
MIA'S POVEverything had gone exactly as planned.I stood there, watching the traitor tremble, the weight of his failure sinking into his bones. He still hadn’t spoken, but it didn’t matter—he would.Because this was my trap.The fight. The chaos. My father’s supposed helplessness. Every single part of it had been orchestrated—and he walked straight into it.I glanced at the brothers, who were still catching up to the reality of the situation. They hadn’t known either.Their fight had been real, but it wasn’t their own doing.I had set them up too. Because I want it to look real, though I told them to fight but I didn't tell the reason. Their argument had been the perfect distraction, drawing everyone’s attention—including the spy’s.I crossed my arms, a slow smirk curling my lips as I turned my gaze back to the traitor. "You thought you were smart, didn’t you?" My voice was soft, almost mocking. "Thought you could just walk in, finish what you started, and leave without a trace."His