Mia’s POV
When I stood in front of the principal, my hands were shaking as I tried not to cry. It was too crowded in the room, and each charge hit me like a ton of rocks. My mind was racing with painful images from the past.
Like before, I thought with anger. No one ever believes me. It's always what they think.
As I thought about the mean comments that had been said about me in the halls for years, the familiar pain in my chest got worse. "Bastard," they'd call me, and their words hurt more than any hit. My dad left my mom before I was born, that's why I was treated as a shame of the society. As if I had any control over that. My mother also didn’t love me much, she left me for her new boyfriend, Alpha Diego. She didn’t even care about me once, or meet me once. Why am I treated with no love or respect?
"I didn't do it, sir," I said in a low voice that was hard to hear. "I swear."
As Principal Sharma leaned back in his chair and looked at me carefully, his eyes got wrinkled. Despite my desire to shrink, I resisted the urge.
After years of being picked on, I learned this defense mechanism: if I could simply disappear, they might leave me alone.
"Mia, you were found with a rock next to the broken glass. Are you sure I'll think this was an accident?"
"Of course you don't believe me." I thought, anger and hopelessness were fighting inside me. No one ever does. Always point the finger at the me.
"They made me do it," I said, using a weak voice. "I didn't want to, but they—"
His words echoed off the walls as he yelled, "Enough!" I jerked back as memories of being yelled at in busy halls came back to me. "This isn't the first time you've done something like this. After the fake bombing, this! You need to understand how bad what you did is.”
It was a fake blast. It was another set-up where I was cornered and had to take the fall. I felt ashamed and powerless all over again, like that day was never going to go away.
"I didn't—" As I started to speak, the door flew open, and Alpha Diego walked in, changing the aura of the whole room.
I felt a spark of hope in my chest, but it was quickly dampened by fear. I had learned the hard way not to put too much faith in people and think they would protect me. But something about Alpha Diego made me think he would help me, for an alpha sake.
"Principal Sharma," he said in a cool, firm voice, "I think you're making a very big mistake."
The principal's eyes got really big when he got up from his chair. "Alpha Diego, I didn't realize you were here. This girl is—"
Alpha Diego glanced at me. "My stepdaughter," he said.
Stepdaughter? The word kept going through my mind, strange and almost unbelievable. I had been by myself for a long time, helpless against the mean kids and adults who didn't care about me. The thought that someone might be on my side was almost too much to bear.
"And I promise you that, as an Omega, she can't do these things by herself. She was made to do it by someone, maybe an Alpha.”
The principal blinked and looked shocked. "Stepdaughter? I—I didn't know..."
As Alpha Diego continued to protect me, questioning the principal's claims and calling for justice, I had a strange range of feelings. There was relief, but there was also a growing feeling of being weak. For a long time, I had put up walls around myself and learned to think the worst of everyone. Now that I was being protected and shown care out of the blue, I wasn't sure how to respond.
When Alpha Diego told me he was pulling me out of school, I felt a lot of different feelings at once. I was scared of the unknown and desperately wanted a new start, a place where I wouldn't be judged all the time for things I couldn't change.
It was very quiet in the hallway as we left the office, and I could feel my peers' eyes burning into me. It felt like they were following us, so I
naturally hunched my shoulders to make myself less noticeable.
"Mia," Alpha Diego said, in a soft voice as we got closer to his car. "I'm sorry you had to go through this."
Still having a hard time making sense of everything that had happened, I shrugged. "It's not your fault. It was my parents duty to protect me but they failed."
"No, but it's now my job to make sure you're safe," he said in a strong voice. "And I will."
“So you and my mom got married?” I questioned him, because I wanted to know how a stanger was helping me this much.
“Yes we did, and she wanted to come to see you but she has to go another pack for the work. She will be happy to see you,” He tried to defend her.
I didn’t know what to say him, because my own mom didn’t even cared me for once since I was born and today her new husband has saved me.
I looked at him for the first time. His mouth was set, and even though his eyes were angry, they were full of worry. He meant what he said, not just what he said.
"Do you really think your pack will accept me?" Before I could stop myself, I asked the question that had been on my mind ever since he called me his stepdaughter.
He gave me a soft smile and opened the door to the car. "I'm sure they will. My pack and I will protect you. You're not alone anymore, Mia."
I took one last look at the school as I got into the car. It had felt like a jail there, but now it was just a memory as we drove away. It made my chest feel strange.
Hope.
This could have been the start of a new story. I really hope that one day I will have a family and a place where I fit.
Alpha Diego must have felt how stressed I was. He smiled at me again as he caught my eye in the rearview mirror. "Mia, I know this is a big change for you," he said in a friendly tone. "But I want you to know that you're not alone anymore. Now you'll have a family and a house.
I slowly nodded as I tried to understand what he was saying. Thoughts of leaving everything behind and going into the unknown were both scary and exciting.
"There's something else you should know," he said, his voice getting more serious. "You have four stepbrothers."
I was shocked. "Four?"
He laughed softly. "Yes. I'm sure they'll be as shocked to meet you as you are to meet them. They're all older than you.”
"Will they... like me?" I asked slowly, nervously twisting my fingers in my lap. Having four bigger brothers all of a sudden was too much to handle after years of being rejected and picked on.
Alpha Diego's smile got a little weaker, and he let out a sigh. "Mia, it might take a while for everyone to get used to it. A lot has happened to them, and this is also a big change for them. But they're good boys, and I'm sure they'll care about you once they get to know you. It's just that... they look out for the family the most."
I nodded, but what he said didn't really calm me down. Looking forward to my new life, I couldn't help but wonder if I was trading one group of bullies for another. But I let myself hope that maybe, just maybe, things would be different for the first time in years.
Mia POVAs I walked into the fancy house, I took a deep breath. The door then clicked softly shut behind me. My heart was beating fast with excitement and worry. I was ready to meet my new family now that I was here. But before I could even take a look around, I was in a large room that was purposely messy."Hey, you're here early." A deep voice startled me. I turned around and stopped. He was standing in the middle of the room. He was a breathtaking handsome man, possibly around 20 years old. His broad shoulders and abs were so strong they would make anyone knees weak. His body looked like it was carved from stone. More scary was the fact that his dark eyes were sharp and focused.My words were stumbling as I said, "Um, I—""Don't worry," he said, then looked me over again. "I told the agency to send the model something hot, but this..." He looked at my simple white shirt for a long time. "This will do for now.You just need to show a bit more." He smirked, a playful but confident gri
Alpha Diego led me up the grand staircase, his steps light but steady. When we got to the second floor, he smiled at me and pointed to the long hallway with doors."This is your room, Mia." The room was big, with a big bed, soft lighting, and fancy decorations when he opened a door. Even though it looked cozy, there was a feeling of nothingness about it. "Your room will be next to your brothers'.Don't be afraid to ask them for help if you need it.”I paused before going inside and taking a look around. My fingers were twitching uncomfortably at the bottom of my sweater. "Alpha, I don't think they'll want to help me…”“Call me Dad.” "Dad," I said awkwardly, and continue, “It looks like they hate me already."He put a soft hand on my shoulder and replied me, "They're just mad right now.It's been hard for them to get used to it. As Alphas, they will protect you once they get to know you. That's how they are.”Even though I wasn't sure, I nodded. "I hope you're right."Right on time, t
MIA’S POVI woke up feeling thirsty, like my throat dry as sandpaper. I tiptoed out of bed, hoping to grab a glass of water without bumping into anyone. As I entered the kitchen, I spotted one of my stepbrothers Sean sprawled on the couch, fast asleep. His broad chest rose and fell with each peaceful breath. I hesitated for a moment, not wanting to disturb him, before quickly moving to the sink.Oh no, I shouldn’t be staring at him like this! I thought, panicking internally.I jerked my hand away, my heart racing, blood rushing to my cheeks. I could feel the heat spreading all over my body. Oh no, I touched him...I filled my glass, the cool water soothing against my dry lips. Just as I turned to take a sip, I heard soft footsteps approaching. I glanced over my shoulder, and my heart skipped a beat. It was Nathan, and he was shirtless.I could barely tear my eyes away from him. His abs were perfectly defined, every ridge and muscle sculpted like a masterpiece. His sweatpants hung low
Finally, I was starting over at a new school. The prospect of leaving the old one, together with all of the terrible memories, made me feel relieved and excited. A new location meant an opportunity to redefine oneself. I couldn't wait to try something new, and maybe better.As I strolled down the hall, I noticed that the door to my stepbrother Xavier's room had a glass window that provided a clear view inside. My curiosity got the best of me, and I slowed down, peeping in without thinking."Whoa..." The word spilled out before I could stop it. Xavier had just emerged from the shower, a towel loosely wrapped around his waist. His damp hair clung to his brow, as beads of water ran down his muscular shoulders and chiseled chest. The sight of his well-defined abs and V-shaped waist made my heart race. How does someone look so good?"Stop staring, Mia," I said to myself, pulling my gaze away. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't avoid it. My attention shifted back to him. He resemble
MIA’S POVDiego saw my fear and placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "I understand it's not what you wanted, but don't worry. Rolex graduated from that school few years ago. "No one will dare to bully you again after he tells them you're his stepsister."I bit my lip, hoping to find solace in his words. But the worry persisted, nagging at me. Would it truly be so simple? Will they really cease because I am his stepsister?Before I could digest this knowledge, I heard footsteps coming. I turned to see Rolex enter the corridor. He was clothed in a sleek black jacket and dark jeans, with a helmet in his hand. His piercing eyes met mine briefly before he looked away, plainly unhappy with the circumstance."Where are you going?" Diego questioned abruptly, halting him in his tracks. "Did you forget what I told you yesterday?"Rolex shifted his weight, obviously uncomfortable. "I have a lot of patients to see today. I can't drive her to school; I'll be late—"Diego's look had silenced hi
MIA’S POVI avoided her eyes, intending to slip by, but she wasn't having it. Before I could even step around her, she grabbed my arm and yanked me back hard. Her sharp nails cut into my skin, but I bit my lip and refused to reveal my discomfort."Where do you think you're going?" she growled, moving closer. "Do you think you can come back after complaining about me?You think you can get away with that?" Her voice raised, capturing the attention of the students around us."I didn't complain to the principal," I responded quickly, attempting to keep my voice steady. "I said nothing about you, Aria. I did not want to come back.""Liar!" Her hand came up, grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulling it hard. "Do you think I don't know what you did?You informed the principle about me and the window, and now you're going to pay for it. " She slapped across my face so hard that stars appeared in my eyesight.I stumbled back, my cheek hurting, but I remained upright. "I swear, Aria, I said noth
MIA’S POVThe instant we got home, Alpha Diego's penetrating eyes met me. His brow wrinkled when he saw the marks on my arms and face."Mia," he continued, his voice low yet authoritative. "Why are you returning so early? And what's with the bruises? "Were you bullied again?"Before I could react, I felt Rolex tighten beside me. His eyes widened with surprise as he looked at me, apparently taken off guard. "Wait… Was she also bullied earlier? By them? If they had done this before, why was she put back there in the first place? His words flowed swiftly, and I could see bewilderment and remorse in his eyes.Diego sighed, his frustration obvious. "I asked you to take care of her. Rolex, you were meant to protect her. But you failed. She returned to school because of me, and now look at her." His tone was stern and disappointed.Rolex squirmed uneasily, clearly feeling the impact of Diego's comments. "I didn't realize things were this bad." He murmured, "I have to go," and excused himself
Rolex's POVI stood in the kitchen, staring into my black coffee like it held all the answers. The events from yesterday kept replaying in my mind - Mia tied to that pillar, bruises marking her skin, those bastards laughing at her pain. My grip tightened around the mug. What bothered me most wasn't just what happened to her, but how much it affected me.The sound of footsteps pulled me from my thoughts. Xavier walked in, car keys dangling from his fingers."I'll take Mia to school today," he said casually, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl."No." The word came out like a growl.Xavier paused mid-bite, studying me with those annoyingly perceptive eyes of his. "Since when are you so protective of our little stepsister?"He crossed his arms, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. "Besides, don't you have patients waiting?"The word 'stepsister' made my stomach turn. If he only knew. I forced myself to shrug. "Someone has to make sure she doesn't get beaten up again.""That's what I'm o
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
Xavier’s chest still rose and fell in sharp, angry breaths, Tristan’s fingers twitching at his sides, both of them still locked in whatever petty fight they had started. But I had no time for their nonsense.Because I saw it.A shadow, a movement too calculated, too precise. The way they slipped through the crowd, not rushing, not panicked—just careful.Too careful.Every instinct inside me screamed. My stomach twisted, and an icy chill ran up my spine. I didn’t think. My body reacted before my mind fully caught up.I reached out, grabbing both of them—Xavier’s bicep, Tristan’s wrist—dragging them closer before they could resist.Their bodies tensed against my touch, Xavier’s heat seeping through his shirt, Tristan’s pulse hammering under my fingers. But I ignored the way my skin prickled from the contact.I leaned in, lowering my voice, barely parting my lips. No one else could hear this."Look past your damn fight," I whispered, my heart pounding in my ears. "Someone just slipped aw