ISLA'S POVDaisy walked away, and I immediately saw the relief flood Xavier's face. It was almost pathetic, how easily her presence rattled him. I smiled to myself, savouring the small victory. The moment she disappeared from sight, he rushed toward me, burying his face into the curve of my neck.I hated that a part of me still ached for him, even as the rest of me seethed with hatred. I had hoped to talk some sense into him, but if that failed, I was prepared for the next time we met — and I would kill him without hesitation.I forced myself to relax in his arms. He must have felt the shift because his grip around my waist loosened. He breathed me in, as he always used to, clearly comforted by the scent he loved. A small pang tugged at my chest. I missed that too.He eventually let me go, brushing his fingers through my hair. I didn't flinch. I wasn't afraid of him. Not yet. But I kept my guard up — he had once tried to kill Zordon. I will never forget that."I've missed you so much,
DAISY'S POVThe air buzzed with excitement as the pack celebrated this momentous occasion, one I believed was meant to honour Dexter and me.I stood beside my fiancé, my heart swelling with pride at being in the company of such a powerful alpha. I was dressed in a midnight-blue gown that matched the colour of his eyes perfectly. Furthermore, I felt every bit the Luna I had dreamed of becoming. For years, I had been by Dexter's side, supporting him through battles, council meetings, and late-night strategizing sessions. I had given him my heart, my devotion, and my everything. Tonight was going to be the night he would finally acknowledge all that I had done for him. The moment he would tell everyone that I was the brains behind everything; the one who stayed up longer than anyone, the one who came up with the best and brightest ideas to defeat rogues and keep our pack safe. He would finally declare that I was the woman he would swear to love for
DAISY'S POVMy hands trembled as I yanked open the dresser drawers and began packing my clothes into a worn leather bag. I didn't really give much thought to where I was going to go. All I knew was I had to get as far away from this nightmare as possible. My breaths came out in short gasps, and my chest tightened with every passing moment.I made up my mind that I couldn't stay here anymore. Not in this pack. Not where every corner held memories of Dexter and me. Even this dresser was giving me flashbacks of what we had. I couldn't count how many nights he made love to me against the mirror. Every piece of furniture and every room in this packhouse reminded me of us. But there had never really been an us, had there?The reality of what happened last night crashed over me like a fallen tree. Dexter had chosen someone else to be his Luna in front of the entire pack. Without a second of hesitation, he had cast me aside and humiliated me, stripping me of the possibility of ever becoming
DAISY'S POV Dexter crossed his arms at his chest with satisfaction gleaming in his cold eyes as he watched the terror on my face. "Leave us," he told the others. "But Dexy," Kendra pouted. "I don't want to leave you with this crazy woman." "I'll be fine, Kendra. Just go," Dexter hissed. "Dustin, take care of her until I'm done here and give our guest something to drink." "Yes Alpha," Dustin nodded as he left us alone inside the Luna's quarters. I was having an internal battle with myself. I would be a liar if I said Dexter's presence didn't affect me. It wasn't like it had been years since we had sex. As a matter of fact, it was only three days ago we were making love on this same carpet we were standing on. I remember how his eyes lit up when he came inside me, whispering sweet nothings in my ear as he rode out his high. Now he was looking at me like I was his worst enemy. I cleared my throat. "What is this about me belonging to the Deathclaw pack? Don't play with me,
DAISY'S POV The room was darker than I expected. It took a while for my pupils to adjust to the little lighting in the area. The brooding power of Alpha Zordon attacked me before I even saw him. I felt it crawling over my skin like a swarm of ants, tickling and biting my flesh. My pulse pounded as my eyes saw his silhouette lean back in his chair, swirling the amber liquid in his glass as he adjusted his trousers. His golden pinky ring glistened in the darkness as the red ruby winked at me. I could feel his attention on me, pressing down on my body as though he were assessing my every curve. He broke the silence which lingered in the air. "Are you scared, Little Bunny?" He asked me. His voice was sweet as honey. I was shocked to hear how every word rolled off his tongue so smoothly. Like butter over hot toast. And even though I was afraid, something inside me told me not to cower. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out even though I was screaming the answer, NO
DAISY'S POV The East Wing was nothing like I had expected. I thought Zordon would throw me into some dark, cold cell. I thought I'd be locked in a damp room with nothing but chains and nightmares. Instead, the chamber I was led to was nothing less than luxurious. A massive four-poster bed dominated the space. It was draped in dark, silky sheets that was tempting the tiredness in me. A fireplace crackled softly on the far wall, casting flickering shadows over the thick lion rugs and ornate furniture. A wardrobe stood in the corner with its doors slightly ajar, revealing an array of dresses and clothes, none of them mine. I clenched my fists as the guard left, the heavy door clicking shut behind him. There was no lock, but I wasn't stupid enough to think I could just walk out of here. Not when I could feel the weight of unseen eyes watching me. I took a slow breath as my mind raced. Dexter had thrown me to the wolves, literally. I was in Alpha Zordon's territory now, surrounded by
DAISY'S POVI barely had time to breathe, shower and slip into my nightgown after the so-called tour before the door to my room burst open.It was Zordon. His presence filled the space instantly, sucking out the air like a storm crashing into a quiet shore. He had a brown envelope in his hand. I hated the fact he didn't knock. He just walked in, reminding me he owned the place. And maybe, in his mind, he thought he owned me as well. I straightened, trying to mask the tension in my shoulders. "Do you always barge into rooms without knocking?"His lips twitched, but there was no real amusement in his gaze. "Yes. I find it unnecessary. You'd understand if you were an alpha.""What do you want, Alpha?" I bowed. "It has been a long day for me. I need rest," I frowned.He looked at me and then let out a sly smile."Little Bunny, I know you know everything," he folded his arms behind his back as his eyes roamed my frame. He was respectful and businesslike at breakfast, but now that we were
DEXTER'S POVA dull ache throbbed behind my eyes as I stirred awake. My body felt heavy, weighed down by anxiety.I blinked against the morning light filtering through the curtains, the scent of jasmine lingering in the air.And then my gaze darted towards Kendra. She laid beside me, her brown hair splayed across the pillow with her bare shoulders peeking from beneath the blanket. I felt nothing, neither warmth nor satisfaction. Only an emptiness that gnawed at my chest.Daisy.Her name whispered through my thoughts like a ghost that refused to let me rest.I turned onto my back, staring up at the ceiling as regret coiled around me, tight and suffocating.Why did I let her go?The question burned in my chest, relentless. I told myself it was for the good of the pack that Zordon's threats had left me no choice. I convinced myself that sacrificing Daisy was necessary. But as I lay here, the weight of my decision pressed down on me like a crushing tide.Memories flooded in, unbidden.Da
ISLA'S POVDaisy walked away, and I immediately saw the relief flood Xavier's face. It was almost pathetic, how easily her presence rattled him. I smiled to myself, savouring the small victory. The moment she disappeared from sight, he rushed toward me, burying his face into the curve of my neck.I hated that a part of me still ached for him, even as the rest of me seethed with hatred. I had hoped to talk some sense into him, but if that failed, I was prepared for the next time we met — and I would kill him without hesitation.I forced myself to relax in his arms. He must have felt the shift because his grip around my waist loosened. He breathed me in, as he always used to, clearly comforted by the scent he loved. A small pang tugged at my chest. I missed that too.He eventually let me go, brushing his fingers through my hair. I didn't flinch. I wasn't afraid of him. Not yet. But I kept my guard up — he had once tried to kill Zordon. I will never forget that."I've missed you so much,
DAISY'S POV"You brought Lila out to the field? How did I not realize that was her?" I asked him, my voice sharp."She's one of the most talented witches we have," Dexter replied. "She masked her identity so you wouldn't know she was the one who murdered the newest love of your life. She was never going to hurt you. The only person allowed to strike you directly was me. You pushed me to that decision, and I haven't been able to live with myself since. I know I've done a lot of things to drive you to where you are now, but if I could go back and change it all, I would. I would give anything to undo what I did—to stop myself from handing you over to Zordon," he said, his voice cracking."Handing me over?" I repeated, laughing bitterly. "You say it so lightly, like it means nothing. Is that how you justify it to yourself at night so you can sleep? You keep lying to yourself, and it makes sense because it's you we're talking about. You never take responsibility for your actions, and that'
DAISY'S POV"You think you're special because you've meddled with some ancient magic? You're not," Kendra spat, her voice shrill with rage. Meddled in magic? What the heck was she talking about? "Everyone might be afraid of you, but I'm not! You're not welcome here. This is my home, my pack. I am the Luna of the Pinewood Pack, and I order you to leave!"I didn't even flinch. "You don't have to worry, Kendra. I don't plan on staying long." I tilted my head, studying her. "But tell me—why have you chosen to stay here with him? After all the humiliation, the beatings, all the embarrassment he's caused you... I would've thought you'd be long gone by now. Honestly, I'm disappointed. And amused." I smiled coldly. "What did he promise you that's worth enduring this? What was so precious you decided to stay even though he caused you a miscarriage?"She wasn't part of my mission. I wasn't going to get any real information from her, but I wasn't about to miss the chance to rattle her. After wha
DAISY'S POVI didn't know when I finally drifted off to sleep, but when I woke, I could immediately tell I was back in the Pinewood Pack. The air was exactly as I remembered it—heavy with tension and unease. As we drove through town, a few curious glances followed our car, their wary eyes tracking our every move. We parked a few miles from the packhouse and sat quietly for a moment.A knot twisted in my stomach. It felt like my entire being was rejecting this place. Something was deeply wrong here—it was too obvious to ignore. I was surprised the wolves hadn't spoken up about it... or maybe they had, and no one was listening.I stepped out of the car, and Isla followed, her expression just as grim as mine. I could tell she felt the same discomfort—maybe not with the same intensity, but it was there."Let's get whatever we came for and get the hell out of here," she said."I couldn't agree more," I replied, heading toward the packhouse.The sun was scorching, but Isla didn't seem to mi
ZORDON'S POVI watched their car pull out of the compound, and it was heartbreaking. I wanted to run after it, to beg her not to go with Isla. I wanted her to know she was more important to me than any mission. But she had made up her mind, and I wasn't going to change it.She wasn't doing this for me, she was doing it for her people.'She said she loves you. Loves us,' Eli reminded me. 'Yes. She did. And I was so stunned, I couldn't say a word.'I smiled to myself as the cold water ran down my body. I had taken a cold shower this morning, and somehow, it felt right. I stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my waist.Standing in front of the mirror after a shower had become a ritual. It was the only place my thoughts ever felt clear.A knock at the door pulled me from my mind. I glanced at my phone. It was too early for the maids; no one dared disturb me before eight.I groaned, grabbed my robe, and slid my arms into it, tying it loosely. I was just finishing the kno
DAISY'S POV"Zordon watched you for weeks before he even told you he'd seen you at the library," Isla said. "He was observing you, trying to figure out what kind of person you were. It wasn't because he found you beautiful or attractive, or even because his wolf recognized you as his mate. It was your nurturing side—your strength—that caught his attention. He told me about the omega family you helped, bringing them groceries and medicine every week."I looked at her, blinking rapidly to keep the tears at bay. “Zordon never told me any of this," I whispered."That's because he likes people to think he's a big meanie when really, he's just a giant teddy bear," she smirked. "That's why I kinda hated you so much at first. It's not like I hadn't seen him with other women before, but with you... I knew you were here to stay. I knew my chances with him were over.""Thank you for telling me this, Isla," I said softly."You're welcome. Now dry your eyes—let's get some revenge on our exes.""Ri
DAISY'S POVI adjusted the seat and settled in. Isla said nothing as we pulled out onto the open road. Even though I knew she wanted to speak her mind. The first few hours were pure silence. Neither of us wanted to break it. Honestly, I was grateful. I had too much swirling in my head, too many questions clawing for answers.Like why Zordon had remained in the mansion after what happened between us.I shrugged to myself, thinking maybe it was because I told him I loved him. He hadn't said anything back. Maybe he hadn't heard me... or worse, maybe he thought I only said it because he said it first.I glanced at Isla. She was practically chewing her bottom lip off. Definitely dying to say something.I sighed and gave in. "Alright. As your Luna, I command you to spit it out."She grinned. "So you two made up, huh? My plan worked.""Wait—your plan?" I asked, frowning."Yep." She chuckled, clearly proud of herself. "You and Zordon are both way too stubborn to apologize first, so I made su
DAISY'S POVMy hand slid inside his trousers and I grabbed hold of his dick, feeling how hot and heavy it was in my palm. I played with the tip, then stroked his length all the way down to his balls. Goddess, I loved how huge he felt in my hand — and the way he hissed in pleasure when I gave his balls a gentle squeeze made me even bolder."Fuck!" he cursed, obviously loving every second of it, and that only made me want to push him further.I kept teasing and stroking him, savouring the deep groans that rumbled from his chest, until he suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled it away from his cock. He shoved his pants down, tossed them aside, and laid back on the bed with a sly grin, motioning for me to climb onto his face.An idea immediately sparked in my mind, and my pussy walls clenched, dripping with anticipation.I straddled his face without hesitation, eager to feel his mouth on me — but he didn't touch it with his tongue yet.Instead, his warm breath fanned against my aching pussy,
DAISY'S POV"You think I'd let you leave without saying goodbye, Little Bunny?" Zordon's voice was dripping with authority. The way he was looking at me like he wanted to eat me alive was making me nervous. He smirked. "I do wanna eat you, Little Bunny. I know how sweet you taste." He cackled, and it was at that moment I realized it wasn't Zordon who was speaking. It was his wolf. "Eli?" I gasped. "What are you doing?""Showing you that even though Zordon is behaving like a pussy, I don't share his same sentiments. You are mine! And I won't let you leave and face danger on your own.""So you're planning to keep me locked up here forever?" I challenged. "What about your people? Who's gonna watch over them if I'm all you care about? Don't be stupid. You are acting just like Dexter." He snarled, and it was clear Zordon was trying to fight his way back."I SAID CALM DOWN, ELI!" Zordon roared, his voice echoing through the room. His eyes snapped back to normal. He was breathing hard as h