*BRIANNE’S POV*(Present day)I sat with Marcus in a warm cafe, the heat from my untouched cup of tea rising in thin wisps between us. He had managed to convince me to leave the bus stop a few minutes ago, urging me into the warmth and away from the cold emptiness I was feeling. The world outside the glass walls of the café moved on without me. People bustling about, cars honking in distance—but inside, everything was still. Too still.I stared blankly at the people passing by, my thoughts a jumble of emotions I couldn’t begin to untangle. The moment I had seen Amelia in Jordyn’s office replayed in my mind like a broken record. Her smile, so casual, do comfortable. And now I knew why—she’s carrying his child. It felt like the final blow to an already wounded heart.I could feel Marcus’s gaze on me, studying me closely. He always has a way of seeing through me, reading me like a book I didn’t want anyone to open. The weight of his stare felt suffocating, but I couldn’t bring myself to
*BRIANNE’S POV*As I stepped out of the cafe, I bumped into someone—solid and unyielding, like hitting a wall. I stumbled back a few steps, my hand instinctively going to my chest.“Sorry, I didn’t mean to…” The words trailed off as I looked up, only to be rendered speechless by the sight in front of me.“Jordyn?” I stuttered, my chest skipping several beats.He stood there, his tall figure looming over me, his ever-beautiful eyes locked onto mine. His presence was magnetic, making everything around us disappear for a moment. My mind, which had been a whirlwind of confusion and hurt, suddenly went quiet as I took him in. How did he always do this to me? He had this way of making the world stop spinning, even if only for a second.“Bri.” He called softly, snapping me out of my reverie. His deep voice wrapped around me like a warm blanket.I shook my head slightly, trying to regain my composure. “What are you doing here?” I asked in a whisper, my voice betraying the storm of emotions sw
*BRIANNE’S POV*The air was thick with tension as I stood between them, my body trembling from the chaos that had just unfolded. Jordyn and Marcus both stood frozen, staring at me as if they had just realized the gravity of what they’d done. The raw emotion in their eyes was almost unbearable, a mixture of anger, guilt, and something I couldn’t quite place. But I didn’t care. I couldn’t care. Not after everything.“I can’t do this,” I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. The weight of those words hit me as they left my lips, and it felt like something inside me was breaking.I turned my back on both of them, my head spinning as I tried to make sense of the mess I had somehow found myself in. I took a few steps away, feeling their gazes still heavy on me, but neither of them said a word. The silence between us was suffocating, and I could feel the emotions clawing at me, trying to tear me apart.How did it come to this? I wondered as I wrapped my hand around myself, trying to hol
*BRIANNE’S POV*The night air was cool against my skin as I turned to a corner, putting as much distance between myself and the two of them as possible. I could feel the tears welling up again, but I swallowed them back, determined not to break down until I was far away. Far away from the man I loved who was about to become a father with someone else. Far away from the ex who was trying to work himself back into my life.I stopped for a moment, leaning against a street lamp, trying to catch my breath. My head was spinning and the weight of the past few days felt too much to carry. I had loved Jordyn so much, and yet, here I was—caught between him and a reality I wasn’t ready to face. And then, there was Marcus, lingering like a shadow from my past, showing up when I least expected it.I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. I didn’t have all the answers yet, but one thing was clear—I needed to figure out what I wanted. For once, I had to put myself first, and not let the chaos of thei
*JORDYN’S POV*After the fight with Marcus, my mind was a tangled mess of regret and frustration.My knuckles were still raw from the impact, the ache reminding me of just how out of control things had gotten. Seeing Brianne standing there, caught between the two of us, hurt more than I was willing to admit. She looked so small, so torn, and I hated myself for being the cause of her pain. I could still see the look in her eyes. The mixture of betrayal and confusion. She didn’t deserve any of this.As I walked away from the scene, my heart felt heavy, like a weight pulling me down deeper into the darkness. I tried to steady my breathing, but everything just kept coming back to one thing—I should’ve told her. I should’ve told her everything from the start. But I don’t, and now it felt like everything was slipping through my fingers.I needed to clear my head. I need to apologize. Not just to Brianne, but to Amelia too. I hadn’t been fair to her either. The things I said in my office—ask
*JORDYN’S POV*“I don’t want to hurt Brianne,” I said softly, my voice filled with regret.“And what about me?” Amelia asked, her eyes searching mine. “Do you care about hurting me?”I didn’t know how to answer that. Of course, I cared. But everything was so tangled up in confusion and regret, and I couldn’t see a way out that couldn’t hurt someone.“I don’t want to hurt anyone,” I finally admitted. “But I can’t undo what’s already been done.”Amelia nodded, her expression softening slightly. “I know. But you need to figure out what you want, Jordyn. Before it’s too late.”The room fell silent after that, the weight of the conversation hanging in the air between us. I could feel the tension loosening, but the heaviness in my chest didn’t go away.“I’ll give you space,” I said after a long pause. “I’ll make sure you’re comfortable here, but I’ll stay out of your way.”Amelia looked at me, her eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and understanding. “Thank you,” She said quietly.I stoo
*JORDYN’S POV*Josh sighed again, his shoulders sagging slightly. “You know what they’ll say. They’ve never approved of her. They think she’s weak, that she’s not fit to be your mate. The whole situation is just giving them more ammunition.” He said.I clenched my fist, my anger simmering just beneath the surface. I couldn’t believe how quickly everything had spiraled out of control. Just days ago, I was trying to figure out how to tell Brianne about the pregnancy, and now I was facing the prospect of being forced into a marriage I didn’t want, all because the council thought they knew what was best for me.“I’m not going to let them control my life,” I muttered, more to myself than to Josh. “I’m not going to marry Amelia just because they said I should.”Josh gave me a wary look. “I get, man. I really do. But you need to think about the long-term consequences. This isn’t just about you anymore. It’s about the pack, the future of your leadership. If you go against the council, you’re
*JORDYN’S POV*My blood boiled at her words. “Brianne is not weak,” I growled, my fist trembling slightly. “And I won’t let anyone…especially you, talk about her that way.”My mother leaned back in her chair, her expression unyielding. “You’re being foolish, Jordyn. This isn’t about love or mateship. This is about what is best for the pack.” She said.“What’s best for the pack?” I echoed, laughing bitterly. “You think forcing me to marry Amelia, a woman who doesn’t even want this child, is best for this pack?”“Amelia didn’t want this child?” My mother repeated, her eyes narrowing with interest. “She said that?”I cursed myself silently for letting that slip. “That’s not the point,” I said, trying to steer the conversation back on track. “The point is that I’ve already made my decision.”My mother stood up, her eyes blazing with determination. “You haven’t made a decision, Jordyn. You’re avoiding it. But sooner or later, you’ll have to face reality. Amelia is carrying your child, and
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*MARY'S POV*We stood there for a moment, wrapped up in the quiet understanding between us, the noise of the celebration around us fading into the background. It was just the two of us, finally on the same page, finally admitting what we had known all along.Josh pulled me into his arms then, holding me tightly, and for a moment, it felt like the world outside of us didn’t exist. There was just this feeling of completeness, of knowing that we had found something rare, something worth holding on to.“Mary,” Josh murmured against my hair. “I don’t care what happens or how crazy life gets. As long as we’re together, nothing else matters.”I nodded against his chest, my heart full. “Together,” I repeated, the word feeling like a promise, like something unbreakable.We stood there, holding each other, the world going on around us, but for a brief, perfect moment, it felt like time had stopped. And when I pulled back to look at him, his eyes were filled with something deeper than just affect
*BRIANNE'S POV*We moved closer to the altar, where a silver chalice sat filled with sacred water blessed by the elders. Elder Marla raised the chalice, her voice steady as she began the invocation.“Moon Goddess, protector of the packs, guardian of our bonds, we call upon you to witness this union. Bless this Alpha and his Luna, guide them with your wisdom, and strengthen their bond so that it may never be broken. May their love bring prosperity to this pack and honor to your name.”As she spoke, the energy in the clearing seemed to shift. The air grew still, heavy with an almost tangible presence. My heart thudded in anticipation as Jordyn turned to me, his eyes filled with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine.“This will only hurt for a moment,” he murmured, his voice gentle yet firm.I nodded, tilting my head to expose the curve of my neck where his mating mark already rested—a mark that had bound us in the past but would now be renewed in front of the pack and the Moon G
*BRIANNE'S POV*The day dawned brighter than any I’d ever seen, as if the sun itself knew this was no ordinary morning. I stood in front of the mirror, staring at the reflection of the woman I barely recognized—dressed in a gown that shimmered like moonlight, hair pinned into soft waves, and eyes lined with the faintest hint of gold. It was me, and yet it wasn’t.The house was alive with a flurry of excitement. Women rushed around, pinning flowers into my hair, adjusting the folds of my dress, and murmuring compliments that barely reached my ears. My heart was pounding too loudly to process anything fully.“Brianne,” my mother said softly from the doorway, drawing my attention. She stepped inside, her eyes misty but filled with pride. “You look radiant.”I turned to her, feeling a lump form in my throat. For all the ups and downs we’d been through, having her here today meant the world to me.“Thank you,” I managed, my voice barely above a whisper.She came closer, reaching out to adj
*BRIANNE'S POV*The council chamber was a room of immense power, its high ceilings and stone walls almost intimidating. I stood just outside the heavy oak doors, my palms slightly damp with nerves. Jordyn’s reassuring hand rested on the small of my back, steadying me, but it did little to quiet the storm of thoughts in my head.Why was I even here? The council had never been my ally. Their opposition to Jordyn choosing me as his mate was no secret. They thought I wasn’t good enough to be Luna. I wasn’t born into privilege or power, and their disdain had been a constant shadow since our relationship began.Jordyn leaned closer, his warm breath brushing my ear. “You don’t need to worry about what they think, Brianne. If they say anything disrespectful, I’ll shut it down.”I smiled weakly, appreciating his confidence. “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.”The doors swung open, revealing the circular council table where the elders were already seated. Each of them turned their heads towar
*JORDYN'S POV*The moment Brianne said yes, my world shifted. It wasn’t just the joy of hearing her acceptance; it was the realization that everything I’d worked for, everything I’d fought to protect, finally had a deeper purpose. She wasn’t just my mate—she was my future, and I wanted the entire world to see it.The day after the proposal, I summoned Mary, Janette, and Josh to discuss the wedding. It wasn’t going to be just any wedding—it would be a mating ceremony, too. A powerful display of unity for both Brianne and me, and for the pack as a whole.“Do you think she’ll be okay with it being both?” Mary asked, leaning back in her chair.“Brianne doesn’t do things halfway,” I replied confidently. “And neither do I. This is our moment, and I want it to reflect everything we are—mates, partners, and leaders.”Janette smirked. “You’re really pulling out all the stops, huh?”“Absolutely,” I said, my tone firm. “This isn’t just for us. It’s for the pack, too. After everything we’ve been
*BRIANNE'S POV*When I arrived at the location Mary had texted me, I was taken aback. It wasn’t the cozy café or lively bar I’d expected. Instead, I found myself standing outside a beautifully decorated venue. Soft fairy lights adorned the entrance, and a path lined with rose petals led the way inside.“What on earth…?” I murmured, stepping cautiously forward.The interior was even more breathtaking. The space was bathed in warm, golden light, with elegant floral arrangements and candles scattered throughout. It felt intimate, magical, and entirely unlike anything I’d anticipated.“Mary?” I called out, glancing around.But she was nowhere to be seen.My heart started to race, a mixture of confusion and anticipation swirling within me. And then, as if drawn by an invisible force, my eyes found him.Jordyn.He stood not too far away, dressed in a sharp black tuxedo that made him look like he’d stepped out of a dream. His dark hair was neatly styled, and his piercing eyes locked onto min
*BRIANNE'S POV*The days after the war felt like a blur of activity and grief. The land bore scars of the battle—scorched earth, shattered buildings, and a heaviness in the air that was difficult to shake. But the pack was resilient, even in their pain.Jordyn wasted no time organizing efforts to rebuild. Under his leadership, everyone pitched in—repairing homes, clearing rubble, and tending to the wounded. It was a collective effort, and though the mood was somber, there was an undercurrent of determination.Jordyn had barely stopped to rest, throwing himself into the work with a single-minded focus. I stayed by his side as much as I could, offering support wherever it was needed.A week after the battle, the pack gathered in the main square. The sun shone brightly overhead, as if trying to wash away the darkness of the past few days. Jordyn stood on a makeshift stage, his posture straight and commanding, but I could see the weight he carried in the set of his shoulders.Josh stood n
*BRIANNE'S POV*The next morning, I found my father in the study, his back to me as he stared out the window.“Do you need something?” he asked without turning around.I stepped inside, closing the door behind me. “We need to talk.”He sighed, finally facing me. “About what?”“About why you can’t seem to support me,” I said, my voice steady but firm.“I support you,” he said, though his tone was dismissive. “I just don’t think throwing yourself into danger is wise.”“I’m not a child anymore, Father. I can make my own decisions.”“And what happens when those decisions get you killed?” he demanded, his voice rising.“That’s enough!” my mother’s voice cut through the tension as she entered the room. She placed herself between us, her gaze stern. “Both of you, stop this. You’re family, not enemies.”My father muttered something under his breath and left the room, leaving me and my mother alone.She turned to me, her expression softening. “He loves you, Brianne. He just… doesn’t know how t