*JORDYN’S POV*I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. But deep down, I knew she was right.Amelia’s sobs filled the silence of the room, her breath coming in shaky gasps as she crumbled in front of me. It hurt more than I wanted to admit, seeing her like this…broken and vulnerable. But I didn’t move.“Jordyn, please…” She whispered, stepping toward me again, her voice ragged with emotion. “I can’t do this alone. You can’t leave me to raise this baby by myself. I need you.”Her words twisted something deep inside me, stirring a guilt I couldn’t shake. I didn’t want to hurt her, but I couldn’t give her what she wanted. This whole situation was a mess. A mess I had to fix for the sake of the child, but it didn’t mean I could pretend everything was fine.“I’m not going anywhere,” I said, finally looking at her again. Her red and puffy eyes met mine. “You won’t be alone, Amelia. I’ll always take care of you and the baby. But this…it can’t be more than that.”Her lips trembled, and for a moment, I sa
*BRIANNE’S POV*The smell of scrambled eggs and toast filled the dining room as I sat at the long wooden table, poking at my food. My mother was busy pouring coffee for my father, her movements quick and precise, like always. My brother was already halfway through his plate, oblivious to the tension that was growing in the air.I wasn’t in the mood to eat. My mind kept drifting back to Jordyn. His scent, his voice, the way his presence used to make me feel safe and whole. Now, every thought of him was like a stab in the chest. His engagement to Amelia loomed over me like a dark cloud, and no matter how hard I tried to shake it, the pain wouldn’t go away.“So, I heard the Alpha’s wedding is going to be a big deal,” my father said, breaking the silence. His voice was casual, but the topic made my fork freeze in mid-air.My heart clenched. Gosh, why did he have to bring that up?He is always hearing things. Including the ones that are none of his business.“They’re going to start plannin
*BRIANNE’S POV*“You’re being unreasonable, Brianne,” My father said as his voice hardened. “Do you think I enjoy having this conversation? I’m not doing this to hurt you. But we have to be practical. You’re not a pup anymore. Soon, you’ll be past the age most wolves fund their mates.”I scoffed, unable to hold back. “Oh, so now I have an expiration date? Thanks for the reminder.”“Stop being dramatic,” He snapped, his patience clearly wearing thin. “I’m trying to look out for your future. You may not want to hear it, but I know what people whisper behind your back. I know how they talk about you.”“I don’t care what they say!” I shot back, my voice louder than I intended. “They don’t know me. They don’t know what I’ve been through.”“And you think I don’t?” His voice was sharp, but there was an edge of something softer beneath it, something I hadn’t heard in a long time—concern.“I’m your father, Brianne. I’ve watched you struggle, and I’ve seen how hard this has been on you. But you
*BRIANNE’S POV*Mary leaned forward, her eyebrows practically reaching her hairline. “So she actually said all of that to you?” She asked, her eyes bugging out as if she couldn’t believe it. “Right to your face?”I couldn’t help but smirk. “Of course. She was literally glowing with confidence like she thought she had some kind of upper hand.”Mary blinked, her expression shifting from disbelief to amusement. “And you just stood there? Like, didn’t snack her or throw your drink at her?”I let out a snort of laughter. “As tempting as it was to throw my iced tea in her face, I decided to take the high road.” I paused, then added, “For now, anyway.”Mary burst out laughing, drawing a few curious glances from the other customers. “Oh my God, you’re killing me! You should’ve thrown something. A croissant or a scone—those things a practically weapons.”I chuckled, shaking my head. “Yeah, because that’s what I need. A food fight with Jordyn’s fiancée in the middle of the pack house. Very clas
*BRIANNE’S POV*I walked into the pack house, feeling lighter than I had in weeks. After spending the afternoon with Mary, my mind was clearer, and my mood had lifted. Mary had this infectious energy that made everything seem less dire. I was determined not to let anything, or anyone bother me anymore. Not my father’s ridiculous plan to marry me off, not Amelia, not Jordyn.But even with all that positivity, the thought of my father’s latest scheme made my stomach churn. I wasn’t ready to even entertain the idea of being married, especially not to someone who wasn’t my mate. It felt so wrong, so forced. Still, I pushed the thoughts away, determined to enjoy the peace I’d found.The pack house was bustling, as always, with pack members moving in and out, chatting, laughing, and going about their business. I headed for my usual spot. It was a quiet nook by a large bay window, perfect for moments like these when I just wanted to be alone with my thoughts. As I approached, something…or ra
*BRIANNE’S POV*I bit my lip, thinking back to my last encounter with Amelia. She had been almost flaunting her pregnancy in my face, emphasizing how it connected her to Jordyn. At the time, I’d brushed it off as typical possessiveness, but maybe Janette was right. Maybe there was something more to it.“Okay, so she’s protective of Jordyn and the baby,” I said slowly, “but why would she be sneaking into the woods? What could she be hiding?”“That’s what I’ve been trying to figure out,” Janette muttered, glancing around as if someone might be listening in. “I don’t trust her. I mean, even before she showed up, things felt off. And then, suddenly, she appears, pregnant with Jordyn’s child, and everything changes. Doesn’t that seem…too convenient?”I crossed my arms, feeling a knot form in my stomach. I hated to admit it, but Janette was making sense. “So, what? You think she’s lying about the pregnancy?”Janette paused, her lips pursed. “I don’t think she’s lying about the pregnancy bec
*JORDYN’S POV*“Mother, that’s ridiculous.” I sighed, pushing back against her latest attempt to speed up the wedding. “I can’t just speed up the process.”My mother stood across from me, her arms crossed, lips pursed, and a determined glint in her eyes. The tension between us had been building for days. She seemed more fixated on this wedding than anyone else, as if it were the most important event in the pack.She sighed, her frustration evident as she looked at me with a mix of pity and disappointment. “But, Jordyn. It would be better to name her Luna as soon as possible,” She insisted. “Her baby bump is already quite visible. Don’t you think it would be embarrassing for her to wear a wedding dress with a big tummy?”I felt the familiar knot of irritation tightening in my chest. The way she said it as if Amelia’s pregnancy was a ticking clock hanging over my head, made it sound like the wedding had to happen before Amelia’s belly became some kind of spectacle. As if that were the m
*JORDYN’S POV*As my mother left the room, the door clicked shut softly behind her. Amelia’s footsteps echoed lightly on the wooden floor as she walked closer to me, her gaze never leaving my face. There was a calmness about her that unsettled me. It was as though she was always in control, always two steps ahead of the conversation we were about to have.“So,” she began, her voice smooth and almost too sweet, “What did your mother say?” She asked the question with an air of innocence, but the glint in her eyes betrayed her true intent. She wasn’t just asking. She wanted to know exactly where things stood—how far she could push me, how much leverage she had.I exhaled slowly, feeling the weight of the world press down on my shoulders. My mother’s words were still ringing in my ears, the pressure she had so casually dropped into my hands is now festering in my chest.“Same as always,” I muttered, glancing away from Amelia’s piercing gaze. “She wants things to move faster.”Amelia tilte
The story of Jordyn and Brianne has finally come to an end. to all my readers, I want to say the biggest thank you for your support throughout my first book. your kindness and support has been my biggest drive force and motivation. thank you and God bless!
*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