COLE’S POV
I could feel her slipping from my hands. My Calla.
These days, she has become a whole new person from what I made her to be. She drifted farther and farther away from who she was as time proceeded.
I needed to claim her. I had to trap her and make her mine before things got out of hand. I headed to her chambers with one thing in mind. To make her mine, spirit, soul and body.
To ruin her for anyone else. Including herself. Whether Calla liked it or not, she would become my woman and bare my pups. With her strong hybrid genes and my Alpha blood, we could create babies strong enough to take over every pack and become the King of all werewolves.
A long-term dream of mine.
I had yet to explore just how powerful her wolf side could be. There was so much of her to cover and it felt like she was escaping from the reality I had mapped out for her - A reality I had carefully created and planted her inside. 
COLE’S POV“We caught the Gamma of Blood Hound pack in the outskirts of our territory,” Scar said as we walked.My eyes widened. “What?”“She has been arrested and placed in the dungeons. She claims to have a message for you.” She added as we proceeded.“Interesting,” I said as we got to the dungeons. “Good thing I couldn’t sleep. Talk about the right timing.”My blood boiled as I entered the dungeons while she led me further into the dungeons. “Here she is,” Scar said, stepping out of my way.I walked to the front and my eyes met the burning ones of a female wolf who stood without fear in the dungeons. Her face was familiar, I had seen her before. I just didn’t know where.“Alpha Cole.” She bowed in greeting. “Nice meeting you again.” She shook her hands and the chains clattered.
COLE’S POV I received news from my Allies in Zadok’s pack after three days. Our gamma wasn’t lying to me. She was kicked out for deceiving the Alpha and causing him to believe his mate was gone. Although she kept that she had always had the hots for Zadok, I could forgive her. She was too interesting to be killed over something so fickle and mundane. Other than that, I received a comprehensive detail of who she was, how she joined her former pack and her capabilities. I was sufficiently intrigued. As I approached her cell, excitement coursed through me. I couldn’t wait to see her face when I told her my condition. I looked forward to that with all eagerness. I hadn’t seen Calla for the past three days - She was confined to her chambers while I contemplated the best punishment for her misdeeds. It was clear I needed to get her under control. But that would be later. For now, I needed to sort things out with Athaliah. I approached her cells and her head was raised and waiting
CALLA’S POV I hadn’t seen Cole since he tried to rape me. I was going crazy in my chambers, waiting for his next action. His punishment for my refusal to give in to him and my hurting him with my powers but he didn’t come. I didn’t know what was worse - getting punished for my acts or waiting for a punishment that wasn’t forthcoming. In the usual Cole manner, by now, I ought to see something that would point to consequences for my action but this time, there was nothing. I was getting treated better. More food than I could have asked for, more clothes, jewellery, you name them. Cole went above and beyond to spoil me despite not appearing in front of me for the past three days. Was this his way of mentally torturing me? If it was, then it was working. I couldn’t even sleep without the nightmare of him appearing in front of me and trying to kill me. I needed out of this torment. My door opened and Scar stepped in. I couldn’t contain my joy - Finally, someone who could feed me
ATHALIAH’S POV “Of course not.” I giggled, staring the bitch in the face. “You would remember if I met you before, wouldn’t you?” Ithra’s eyes narrowed, and uncertainty filled her look. “I guess.” “Exactly,” I said with a smile, noticing her unease. I wondered what she saw. Or what she remembered to ask me that question. From my observations, Cole wasn’t far from the truth. It seemed like this bitch was getting back her memories. I didn’t know if that was a good or bad thing yet. I mean, I only tortured her in the past and later apologised about it. She wouldn’t mind. She shouldn’t hold grudges. I thought sarcastically. If I was going to place my tent here, I needed to be sure no one could displace me. Not even the future Luna. I felt a plan come together and my smile appeared naturally. “Shall we go on with the business of the day? Do you feel tired, Luna?” My words were concerning but my tone was mocking. She noticed it but covered it up with a stern outlook. Some things
CALLA’S POV. Three knocks on my door, and I was wide awake. “Who’s there?” I asked, jolting from my bed. The door opened and Cole entered with a smile. “Did I wake you up, my love?” I shook my head, “Is there something you need?” I asked, maintaining a safe distance from him. He must have noticed it as he took a few steps closer to me, close enough that he didn’t need to shout from over the room to talk to me. “I came to inform you that you would be training with Scar today.” He said after a while. “I know I said you would be training with Athaliah but there has been a little change in today’s plan.” I didn’t like the sound of that. I had looked forward to meeting her in today’s session, digging into her person and most importantly, finding out why she seemed so familiar and yet hostile to me. “Alright,” I said, holding back the question on the tip of my tongue. “Anything else?” My eyes widened when I realised what I had just said. How dismissive I had sounded. Cole wa
CALLA’S POV I was dressed in a black studded gown and paraded into the dinner hall by Cole. Contrary to my belief, the room wasn’t packed with pack members. Instead, there was a giant table - big enough to feed thirty people in the centre of the room. As we approached the dinner, I realised we were not alone. Athaliah and Scarlett stood on their feet, waiting for us. As soon as we got to the table, Cole dragged a seat by his right and the ladies bowed their heads in greeting. “Have your seats.” He ordered and we all sat down to eat. I could feel the hard gaze of Athaliah on my form and wondered if this was some sort of set-up. I suddenly didn’t feel like eating. “Welcome Luna.” She said and I raised my eyes to meet hers. “I’m sorry I was unable to train with you today.” Her eyes swapped to Cole who’s eyes were already on hers. “I was a bit busy.” Scar cleared her throat and the atmosphere was riddled with tension. I felt like there was an inside joke I wasn’t privy to happeni
ATHALIAH’S POV“You must be out of your mind!” Cole gripped me by the throat once they were out of sight. “Alpha..” I breathed, fighting the urge to punch him in the face with a smile on my face.“How dare you mention that name!” He roared, “Is this it? Was this your plan all along? To get her to recover her memories? Did you think I wouldn’t find out?” “Listen to me!” I got out of his hold, coughing hard. “I might be stupid, but not that stupid. Believe it or not, I knew what I was doing.” I took a deep breath and my tone became sifter. “Everything I did was for your best interest.” Cole let out a deranged laugh and I thought I might have taken my experiment too far. What were the odds of me leaving here with my life? It would depend on how this went. “Tell me, gamma.” He cooed, and goosebumps filled my arm. “Make it make sense or you might end up like the herbalist you were yapping about.” He scrunched his face. “What’s it again? Shilhi?” I swallowed and placed my best foot for
CALLA’S POVI hadn’t stepped outside my soon since dinner the last time. I was placed on bed rest by the pack doctor who came in intervals to check on how I was faring, only to receive the same answer, time and time again.Why couldn’t they understand that I was doing fine? The only thing that plagued my mind was my latest discovery and my need to know more about the one woman who hadn’t stopped plaguing my mind since the first time she appeared in my dream. Alongside why my mind couldn’t stop conjuring up images of Athaliah, torturing me in a place I couldn’t recognise. Shilhi the herbalist. I had decided to refer to her in that manner ever since dinner when Athaliah told me of her story. The thought of me seeing a dead, betraying herbalist didn’t sit well with me but I held on for the day I had an opportunity to see Athaliah again. Which I hoped wouldn’t be far from now. A knock on the door disrupted my thoughts. “Who’s there?” I asked, gingerly getting up from my bed, hoping i