"I Logan Lee Parker, Alpha of the Silver river pack........reject you, Elena Almeria Knight. You're not worthy to be my wife" Logan's deep baritone declares. Everyone present gasp in disbelief, some laughs with scornful gazes and smirks. Elena felt her whole world coming to an end, now she really wished the floor would open and take her in. Her chest constricted and her heart shattered to pieces. Was she dreaming? It can't be true? She thought to herself staring deeply at Logan. She had waited for this day, only to be rejected. 'Logan, why?' she mindlinked him as her eyes blurred with tears. But instead, he stared at her with an emotionless gaze. With no ounce of remorse or any type of guilt in his eyes. Just when she thought there was a flicker of remorse or pity in his eyes and her heart leaped a little in hope, he looked away. Darting his gaze behind Elena, she was forced to look back, to know what got his attention. Her eyes widened in shock as her once fated mate declare and chose her cousin as his mate. Lisa glared at her and her lips tilted into a victory smirk. Everything came running in her mind in a blur, she didn't want to believe it. The rejection, the pain, it was hurting and Logan didn't seem to care at all. He cheated on her and she forgave him and still, he chose her cousin and broke their bond. Trying her best to contemplate all that just happened, internalizing everything to come back to the reality- she wasn't dreaming. Ivana gets angry and when she takes over, her eyes changes to Ivana's gold ones and in a blink of an eye- she vanished from the pack.
View MoreChapter 41Liam's povThe sun snaked in through the curtains but I was awake and prepared for it. With swift movements, I closed the gaps that permitted the light and continued staring at Elena, at my Luna. She was the embodiment of beauty and I was sure that the goddess took her time to craft her. She had fallen asleep immediately after her third orgasm. I remembered when I told her to mark me, the surprised expression on her face and her hesitation. She did mark me but it was clear it was a feeble effort. “I could stare at you all day.”“Alpha..” One of my soldiers' mind linked me.“What do you need?”“Uh…it's time for the meeting. Based on the information you were able to receive from the traitor, the rogues should start their attack from the west side of the pack.”“I'll be there shortly.” I replied, my tone clipped. I was angry because I had to leave her side but the pack was important to me. “See you later, Elena.” I planted a soft kiss on her forehead and left, closing the
Chapter 40Elena's povI stared at him under the dim glow of the lights in the room and I could feel my face heating up. I was finally mated. I finally had a mate for myself.Looking back at all the things I'd done, I realized how stupid I was. I had chased him away so many times but he always came back, like a moth was attracted to the flame. I was the flame and he was the moth. And even though I could burn him, he still stood with me, fighting. Fighting for us. My heart was warm as I stared at his chest heaving up and down. Subconsciously, I touched the mark on my neck and a small smile formed on my lips.“I wonder what form it would take when it's healed.” I muttered to myself. Everytime a wolf was marked, the mark would take on a shape unique to the person. It was like a tattoo gifted by the moon goddess. “Thank you for not giving up on me.” I whispered, tracing my hands along his face as I fought the tears that threatened to spill.He suddenly turned and offered a smile. He
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE MATEDLiam's POVThe room was steeped in a heavy silence, the air thick with the tension of truths revealed and emotions laid bare. She stood before me, her trembling frame caught in the pale glow of moonlight spilling through the window. Her tear-streaked face tilted up, eyes meeting mine, and in that moment, the world faded. Her gaze pierced through every wall I had built, drawing me into the storm swirling behind her eyes—anger, pain, but also something deeper. Something unspoken. The weight of her stare pulled me closer, until the space between us dissolved into nothing. “Elena,” I whispered, the sound of her name almost a plea. Her lips parted, but no words came. Slowly, as if caught in a trance, our faces drew nearer. Her breath mingled with mine, shallow and uneven. Every nerve in my body seemed to ignite, urging me forward. My hand found its way to her cheek, my thumb brushing away t
Fractured BondsElena's POVThe truth hit me like a freight train, crashing into every part of my mind, leaving nothing untouched. Logan had killed my parents. Logan, the man I once cared for, had been the one to frame Liam, the one I thought had betrayed me. My heart was heavy with the realization, the anger boiling inside of me. It was so much to process, too much to bear in a single moment.I stared at Liam, his pain evident in his eyes, his posture rigid as he waited for me to make sense of it all. And then there was Logan—his presence seemed to suffocate the room, and I couldn’t bear to look at him any longer. The man I had once trusted had betrayed me in the most unforgivable way possible.With trembling hands, I wiped away the unshed tears that threatened to spill over. I couldn’t break down now. I couldn’t. Not in front of them. “You,” I began, my voice trembling but gaining strength as I spoke. “You... *how dare you*?” My words
Shattered TruthLiam's POVThe anger, the frustration, and the pain coiled around me like a suffocating noose as I left Elena’s door behind me. Every step I took felt heavier than the last. I wanted to scream. To break something. To do anything but feel this suffocating ache gnawing at my chest.But there was something I needed to do. Something that, deep down, I knew would make me feel even worse. It wouldn’t give me any satisfaction, not with how things stood between Elena and me, but I couldn’t ignore it any longer.I headed toward Logan’s room.The hall was empty, the silence stretching between each footstep. My mind reeled from the words I had just overheard from Elena. Logan was back, and he was begging for forgiveness—begging her to come back to him. The pain of hearing it felt like I was being torn apart from the inside. But more than that, there was something about his presence here, in my pack, that I couldn’t ignore.
Torn Between the Past and PresentELENA'S POVThe day had dragged on, each hour stretching longer than the last. It was as though the world outside had forgotten to move, frozen in time while the storm raged inside me. I had kept to myself, avoiding the pack’s usual gatherings and trying to silence the confusion swirling in my mind. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t ignore the hollow ache deep inside me, a gap that had grown since everything had changed between Liam and me.I tried to convince myself that this was just a phase, that my anger, my hurt, would eventually fade, but it felt so raw, so fresh, every time I thought about Liam and the lies he had kept from me. It stung. He had betrayed me, even if I wasn’t supposed to hold onto that truth anymore. I couldn’t forget. As the evening sun cast long shadows across the pack house, the sound of footsteps in the hall made me pause. A quick glance at the door, followed by the soft knock t
UNWELCOMED VISITOR LIAM'S POVThe morning came too soon, the first rays of sunlight seeping through the gaps in the heavy curtains of my room. I rubbed my face, trying to shake off the lingering remnants of sleep and the tension that still held my body in a vice. Last night’s meeting, the betrayal—everything felt like a storm I couldn’t quite escape. My mind was racing, my thoughts circling Elena, the traitor’s fate, and what it all meant for the pack. I didn’t know if I could afford to let my guard down, not now, not when everything felt so fragile.The scent of fresh coffee drifted into my room, sharp and bitter. It was one of the few comforts left to me in a place that felt both like home and a prison, depending on the moment. I took a deep breath and forced myself to stand, to move, to do what I had to. The sound of footsteps echoed through the hall, steady and purposeful. My senses instantly sharpened, and I recognized the cadence
TRAITOR ELIMINATED LIAM'S POVThe hallway outside Elena’s door felt colder as I walked away. Her words, her anger—every bit of it had sliced into me in ways I didn’t want to admit. I told myself I deserved her wrath. I had, after all, made choices that hurt her. Choices that left scars. But standing there, watching her try to hate me while I couldn’t help but care—it was a battle of its own.Once back in my room, I sank down heavily on the edge of my bed, staring at my hands, still stained with the aftermath of war. As I took a breath, I noticed the blood-soaked cloth lying on the table—a reminder of the treachery lurking within my own pack. I picked it up, my jaw tightening. I had no tolerance for betrayal. My pack was my family, my responsibility, and I wouldn’t allow any internal threat to tear it apart.“Time to end it all,” I muttered, my voice a low growl. It was time to capture the traitor. I couldn’t ignore the signs any lo
GUARDEDELENA'S POVThe faint glow of dawn seeped through my bedroom window, casting a dim light over the silent Manor. Outside, the remnants of the battle lay quiet, but I could still sense the tension simmering beneath the surface, like embers of a fire refusing to die.I hadn’t been allowed outside, not even to glimpse what was happening, and it tore at me, that helplessness. I had only felt the echoes of the war from within these walls—the roars, the tremors of battle, the scent of blood drifting in through the windows left cracked open. It was maddening to know that out there, lives had been risked, lost, and saved, while I’d been forced to sit here and do nothing. Cole and Derek had been stationed outside my door, their presence constant, their duty clear. Liam had ordered them to keep me here, out of danger, even as he went into battle himself. I shouldn’t have been surprised. He had made that decision for me, as if my thoughts o
CHAPTER ONE A BROKEN HEART. ELENA'S POV.As I stepped out of my car and walked into the pack house, I couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement coursing through me. My heart fluttered as I recalled the sweet words Logan whispered to me just yesterday. His warm hands had circled my waist, pulling me close, and he had smiled that charming smile that always melted my heart. “You know the best thing that happened to me, Elena? You being my mate,” he had said, his voice thick with sincerity. How he’d looked into my eyes, and in that moment, I felt like the luckiest person in the world. The thought of our upcoming mating ceremony filled me with joy, and I couldn’t wait to become his queen.As I walked down the hallway, the memory of him calling me his “little one” played over in my mind, and a soft smile graced my lips. Everything felt perfect, almost too perfect. I was sure that nothing could go wrong when the Moon Goddess herself had blessed me with such a wonderful mate. Lookin...
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