Xander’s pov“Alpha!” I heard Magnus yell from a distance, I turned and saw him sprinting toward me, his face grim.“How did this happen?” I demanded.Magnus stopped in front of me, breathing heavily. “It was an attack. A bomb—one unlike anything we have ever seen before. It went off near the southern border, but it was so powerful that the shockwave reached here.”“A bomb?” Ava asked, stepping forward.Magnus glanced at her briefly before nodding. “Yes. The damage is worse near the border. Some of our warriors and pack members… they didn’t make it.”I clenched my fingers into a fist at his words. Through the pack bond I could feel some people snap as they died and the pain of their families. Each death was like a stab to my chest, literally, that was one of the burdens alpha kings had to bear. They would feel pain for each member of lycara who does.“Who's responsible for this?” I asked.Magnus hesitated, his jaw tightening. “We don’t know yet but we caught a trail of rogue scent nea
Xander's povAva and I decided to walk through the borders now that the rogues had been dealt with. We wanted to see the extent of the injuries and how many we had lost.The southern border which was once a place filled with happiness and love as people went about their day and children played. It was now a graveyard, one filled with memories and death.A young bloody warrior walked towards us, arm wrapped in bandages that were soaked with his blood. His face was pale and his breathing sounded laboured, he was in severe pain. Ava immediately rushed over to his side and placed a hand on his shoulder to help him walk better.He looked surprised at her assistant and was a bit apprehensive because she was human. He remained rooted to his spot. “Let me help, please.” Ava said upon noticing his hesitance. Her voice was calm and welcoming.The warrior shook his head. “I'm fine…” he didn't know what to address her as, he winced as he tried to move out from her hold.The sight both warmed my h
Xander's pov)“So right now, our top priority is to locate their hideout— the center of all their operations.” I continued. “We also believe that the rogues may be working with someone, we have to find out who has joint forces with the rogues.”They nodded.“They’ve managed to evade us for too long, but that ends now. I want every resource at your disposal to be used to track them down. Follow every lead, no matter how small. Leave no stone unturned.”One of the enforcers, a tall man with a scar that ran across his eye named Kael, stepped forward. “Alpha, we’ve already begun gathering as much information as we can get our hands on. There are whispers of rogue activity near the eastern mountains, but nothing concrete yet.”“Then make it concrete,” I said firmly. “Send scouts, interrogate prisoners, do whatever it takes. I want their location as soon as possible.”“Yes, Alpha,” Kael said. “There's something else ““Speak.” I ordered.“We believe that the humans and rogues have joined fo
Xander's pov“Some of you are well aware of what we have learnt about the rogues whilst some of you are not. The rogues now move strategically and tactically, they can no longer be handled like we used to.” I said. “ This attack proves that they are capable of more than we’ve given them credit for. If we don’t act now, they will strike again—and I fear that next time, it could be worse.”Magnus leaned forward, his expression grim. “What’s the plan, Alpha?”I met his gaze, then looked around the table making sure to lock my eyes with everyone present. “We need to come together—not just as a pack, but as a realm. Lycara is home to ten other packs, and if the rogues are bold enough to attack us, they won’t hesitate to target the others. We need to protect our people, all of them.”Rowan frowned. “You’re suggesting we unite the packs?”“Yes,” I said firmly. “This isn’t just our fight. The rogues are a threat to everyone, and we need to stand together if we’re going to defeat them.”Elder
Xander's povAva followed me silently as I led her to my chambers. After all this, I planned on asking her to officially move into my chamber. Most nights I can't bear having her so out of reach.She quietly walked over to my bed and sat down then looked at her fingers that she toyed with in her laps. “You told them about the eastern mountains,” she said without looking up.I walked over to her then sat next to her, the warmth radiating from her body felt amazing. “I had to say it.” I said.She finally looked up from her hands, her eyes searched my face. “But it isn't true, right? Just a part of the plan.”I shook my head. “No, it isn't.”She let out a sigh of relief. “For a second I thought you let something important slip.”I pecked her temple. “No, baby. I will never make such a mistake.”“Okay, baby.” She was silent for a moment, then nodded. “It’s risky, but it makes sense. Do you think it’ll work?”“It has to.” I said, my voice firm.She reached out, placing a hand on my arm. “B
Xander's povI sat in my office, fireplace lit and crackling in the quiet space. I had summoned Magnus, he would be the first to be lied to. I trusted his loyalty but sometimes, loyalty could be faked so I couldn't rule him out just yet.Magnus knocked, then I granted him the permission to enter. He walked in calmly, his demeanor the same as usual.“Magnus,” I began, gesturing for him to take a seat.Magnus nodded and sat across from me, his brow furrowed. “You summoned me, Alpha? Any issue with the captured rogues?”“No, this is not about the captives.” I said, leaning forward. “There's something important I want to discuss with you. Something I haven't told anyone in this castle.”Magnus straightened in his chair, his sharp gaze immediately becoming sharp and alert. “Okay Alpha. I'm listening.”I exhaled then feigned hesitation just to make everything seem natural. “I sent a spy out a while back to find out more about the rogues.”“A spy?” He asked.“Yes, I didn't know who to trust
Xander's povThe next day, I summoned Draven to my office. He strode in confidently, it took everything in me not to narrow my eyes at him.“You sent for me alpha?” he asked, closing the door behind him.“Yes, I did.” I said, gesturing for him to take a shot across from me. “I wanted to discuss the ambush. The rogues knew exactly where and when to strike. It’s too precise to be a coincidence, it was like they knew we were coming.”Draven nodded, furrowing his eyebrows. “I’ve been thinking about the exact same thing. I suspect that someone must’ve told them.”“Exactly,” I said, leaning forward. “I recently discovered something and I don't know who to trust in this castle so I decided to call on you. I need you to keep this between us, understand?”“Yes, alpha. I understand.” He said seriously.“Good.” I said. “I’ve received some information about another potential rogue hideout from one of my spies. This time, it’s in the southern plains, near the abandoned mines.”Draven’s eyes widene
Xander's povA few days later I was seated in my office staring at the report in my hand in shock. The room was dark except for the faint glow coming from the fireplace.The enforcers had submitted it to me this morning and the words on the paper was something I had never dreamt about. I clenched the paper in my hand as my mind raced reading the words over and over again, hoping— praying, that I had misread.But I hadn’t.It was there, as clear as day.Magnus.The information I had given him had been leaked. The rogues had known about the false meeting near the eastern riverbank. I had sent enforcers to each location I had given out and the rogues had ambushed the enforcers at the riverbank leaving one dead and two injured. The rest escaped luckily because they had been outnumbered.That proved one thing.Magnus had betrayed me.I kept looking at his name which was written in big bold letters. Betrayal and disbelief hit me hard. He wasn’t just my Beta, he was my childhood friend, my b
Xander's povThe night was quiet, save for the faint crackling of the fire still burning at the center of camp.But Ava… she had curled up beside me, her head on my shoulder, her fingers gently tucked against my arm. Her breathing slowed sometime between Rowan’s quiet jokes, Vanessa blushing with Kael teasing her and Lyra sitting in silence after her brief confession.She fell asleep there, in the circle of firelight and friends and whispered memories.I couldn’t bear to wake her.So I carried her.Her warmth pressed against my chest as I walked us to the chambers we’d been assigned in the temporary Ashville pack house. The bed was a bit small but clean, sheets tucked in and blankets folded. I laid her down carefully, brushing a stray strand of hair from her cheek before covering her with the blanket.I wanted to stay awake and watch over her. Zerathos may be gone but he has left a lasting trauma and fear of the shadows. I was scared that if I closed my eyes and opened it I would real
Rowan's POVLyra’s breathing had finally evened out beside me, a soft, steady rhythm that showed that she was finally at ease and I was glad. She didn’t say another word after I wrapped the blanket around her and sat by her side. She didn’t need to.I looked at her, really looked.Her face had lost weight in the past months, the edges sharper now—grief had carved out the softness she once had so effortlessly. The dark, sunken circles beneath her eyes told me she hadn’t been sleeping much. And even now, in the calm after the war, her body was tense beneath the blanket, like she was ready to spring awake at any given time if someone so much as touched her. .But she had opened up.That alone made something in my chest unclench for the first time in weeks.I tilted my head back, let my eyes gaze up to the stars, but even their beauty felt muted tonight. Everything felt… dulled. Like we’d survived the fire, only to emerge into the ashes.But she talked. She talked.And I’d take that over
Lyra’s POVThe fire had burned down to little fire, and one by one, they drifted off to sleep. Ava had fallen asleep curled against Xander’s chest. Vanessa and Kael were tangled up on a blanket near the edge of the camp, whispering and grinning like the war had never happened and they were in some sort of fairytale. Like they’d known peace all their lives.I was happy and envious of them so I forced myself to look away.Rowan had stayed with me.He always did.By the time the last bit of fire was snuffed and silence had settled over the camp, he rose, wordless, and offered me his hand. I took it, letting him guide me away from the others, deeper into the shadows where the weight of their stares couldn’t follow.We walked to a place in Ashville that we liked. It was a little hill above the camp where the entire land could be seen and the sky felt so close. The stars were particularly bright on that night, I just stood there and took a deep breath.The night air was cold, crisp, almost
Lyra’s povI don't know how long we sat there but I had droned out their conversation as I watched the burning fire. Suddenly, I felt the air shift. It wasn't the regular shift.But this time, it was different.Tense. Sharp.I knew why.I could feel it, their eyes were on me.And they deserved answers.I just wasn’t sure I had the strength to give them.Rowan came even closer, a steady wall beside me, his warmth grounding. He hadn't spoken much, just held my hand quietly under the blanket we shared. It should’ve comforted me more than it did. But the guilt clung to me, curling in my chest like a shadow that refused to be exorcised.I peeped at Ava across the fire, her knees were pulled to her chest, arms loosely wrapped around them. Xander had stood up and was standing just behind her, arms crossed, his gaze unreadable as it flicked from person to person—though it lingered on me more often than not.I was almost certain I could go the night without a word being said. That they’d keep
Lyra’s POVThe crackling of the campfire sounded distant just like the faint sound of voices laughing and talking. Familiar voices. Ones that once meant comfort and strength. Now, they sounded foreign and distant, like echoes bouncing off the thick stone walls of guilt I had built around myself.I sat wrapped in my cloak, hood drawn low, body leaning into Rowan’s side. His warmth was steady, grounding. I could feel his heart through the fabric, steady as a drum, but there was a tension in the way he held me. He didn’t trust me—not entirely. I didn’t blame him.They had every right not to.Ashville was ruined. The war was over. And I had helped start it. They just didn't know that.I didn’t know how to look them in the eyes, not after what I had done.Ava’s laugh echoed through the air, loud and carefree, like birds chirping and singing during the summer. She teased Vanessa about how she once fought her over Xander. Vanessa rolled her eyes but smiled, her fingers tangled with Kael’s. I
Ava's povThe fire crackled in the center of our circle, its warm glow and embers floating up to the dark sky above us. The scent of roasted meat and earth filled the air. It was the first night in what felt like centuries that I didn’t have to look over my shoulder or hold a weapon while I slept.We had won.The war was over. Zerathos was gone alongside his shadows and forge. It was a tough battle but we won in the end and that's all that mattered. The camp was quiet, solemn in places, and slowly coming back to life in others. Rebuilding had started before the ashes were even cold.We’d spent the entire day helping—healing, carrying, burying. Holding hands that trembled with grief. Offering words to those who could still barely believe they’d survived. It was exhausting in a new kind of way—no longer physical, but emotional.And now, for the first time in weeks, we sat around a fire without dread thick in the air. Just six of us. Allies through it all. Survivors of chaos.Ava sat bes
Ava’s POVThe morning after the final battle was a strange kind of quiet. Not silence, exactly—there were still murmurs, the crackle of the early fires, the low sobs of those mourning their fallen, and the laughter of those too happy not to laugh. It was a quiet that came after chaos, the kind that felt borrowed, fragile, as if the world was holding its breath, unsure if the war was truly over.But it was.Zerathos was gone. His shadows had dispersed, leaving behind only the smell of ash and blood.I stood at the edge of the ruins that had once been the main part of our camp, the place where strategy was whispered and sleepless nights were passed in tense silence. Now it was littered with broken weapons, scorched earth, and fat too many lifeless bodies.Kael called out names from a growing list, his voice steady despite the tremble in it. Vanessa stood beside him, her hand in his, as they honored each name with a nod and a moment of silence. Rowan knelt by the body of one of his falle
Ava’s POVLyra was a blur of shadows, her body twisting and jerking with the force of a nightmare that had fully claimed her. Her eyes were two hollow pits of blackness, her once vibrant blue eyes now lost beneath an abyss. The very air around her seemed to tremble with the power of Zerathos’ dark magic, and the wail that tore from her throat was not the sound of her voice anymore. It was something ancient, something malevolent, echoing in the very bones of the earth beneath us.Xander’s blade clashed with hers as she lunged at him again, but there was no recognition in her movements—just raw, unfiltered rage. The Lyra I knew, the sister of Rowan, the one who had laughed with me and shared secrets in the quiet corners of our kingdom, was gone.“Lyra!” Rowan screamed, his voice was raw and hoarse, breaking with the anguish of a twin who had just watched his sibling become something unrecognizable. His voice was a beacon of desperation, but it did nothing to stop the creature she had be
Ava’s POVThe ground trembled beneath our feet as Lyra's form charged toward Xander with unnatural strength, the sound of her shrieking filling the air with an unnatural, bone-chilling shrill. Her movements were too fast, too erratic, her body a twisted mockery of the sister I knew. Her eyes, once silver with kindness, now pulsed with an abyssal blackness—pools of darkness that swallowed any light. She was lost. But I refused to believe it. Not completely. Not yet.“Xander, MOVE!” I shouted, pushing myself forward, my heart hammering against my ribcage. I couldn’t lose him. Not now.Xander barely had time to react before Lyra was upon him, her blades gleaming with malice as they sliced through the air. He barely dodged, the edge of her dagger grazing his shoulder, sending a burst of pain radiating through his body. He growled, backing away, but she was relentless—her speed matched only by the cold fury in her eyes.“No!” I screamed, my voice raw with desperation, but the words were lo