Mauris POV.I wake up to the sound of someone pounding on my door. My heart races as I struggle to sit up in bed. I haven't seen anyone in days, except for the maid who brings me food and the servants who tend to my room."Who is it?" I ask, my voice hoarse."It's me, your father," a gruff voice replies.I freeze. My father? What could he want with me? I haven't seen or spoken to him ever since he kidnapped Oma. I quickly throw on some clothes and open the door.Alpha Theon stands in the doorway, his face twisted in anger. "I hear you've been talking to Kyle," he growls.I swallow hard, trying to steady my nerves. "What if I have?" I ask."What if you have?" Alpha Theon echoes, his eyes blazing. "You know very well that Kyle is a traitor. He's been working against us from the beginning.""I don't know what you're talking about," I say, trying to keep my voice steady."Don't play games with me, boy," Alpha Theon snaps. "You're one of the council members. You must know something.""I do
Kyle's POV.I wake up to the sound of dripping water. My body is weak, and I'm covered in dirt. The last thing I remember is Alpha Theon's guards dragging me to this cell after I was forced away from Oma. I don't know how long I've been here, but it feels like days. Maybe even weeks.I try to stand up, but my legs give out beneath me. I groan in pain as I fall back onto the cold stone floor. I'm so weak that I can barely move. I'm almost about to give up hope that no one will come to my aid when I hear a noise from the opposite cell.I try to look into it, but the room is too dark. "Hello?" I call out weakly. "Is anyone there?"At that moment, someone who sounded like a male replied weakly. "Who's there?" he asks."My name is Kyle," I say, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'm the rightful Alpha."There's a pause before the man responds. "The rightful Alpha? That's what they all say."I can sense the man's bitterness, and I wonder what happened to him. "Who are you?" I ask."I'm one o
Oma's POVI open my eyes to the same room I’ve been stuck in for days. It's a small room with only a bed, a table, and a chair. I try to push myself up, but my hands are still bound together. I look at the door and wonder if I’ll ever get out of here. Alpha Theon and his men have been keeping me here, and I haven't had any contact with the outside world since I was kidnapped. I’m still determined to find a way out, but it seems like there's no way to escape.I hear a knock at the door, and I immediately tense up. Is it Alpha Theon coming to check on me? I wait silently, hoping whoever it is will go away. But the knocking persists, and then the door opens, revealing a maid with a tray of food.“Good morning, miss,” she says, smiling at me.I don’t reply, but I watch her closely as she places the tray on the table. My eyes drift to the knife on the tray, and an idea begins to form in my head. I grab the knife and lunge at the maid, pinning her to me and placing the blade at her neck.“D
Mauris POV.I had been confined to my room for what felt like an eternity. As I sat alone in my room, the sound of a knock on my door startled me. I stood up and opened it to find the elders standing outside."Mauris, we have come to release you from your confinement," the head elder said.I nodded, grateful for their decision. "Thank you," I said, trying to hide my excitement.The elders entered my room and took a seat across from me. "We understand that you are frustrated with the council's decision to not take action against Alpha Theon," the head elder said.My fists clenched as I recalled the memories of what I had been through in the past few weeks. "Frustrated doesn't even begin to describe it," I said. "Alpha Theon is a tyrant, and he's hurting our people. We need to do something."The elders exchanged a glance before the head elder spoke again. "We know that you have been working with Yara and Kyle to plan a rebellion against Alpha Theon," she said. "We want you to know that
Kyle's POV. As I paced around my cell, I tried to think of a way to escape. The stranger in the opposite cell had been trying to escape as well, and we had been discussing our plans through the small opening in the wall. Suddenly, I heard a commotion outside my cell. I looked through the opening and saw Mauris, my friend and packmate, bursting into the cellblock with a sword in his hand. "Kyle, I'm here to rescue you," he said, unlocking the door to my cell. "We don't have much time, so grab a weapon and let's go." I hugged him in relief and grabbed the sword he handed to me. We quickly made our way to the stranger's cell, and with Mauris's help, we got him out. As we ran through the castle, we encountered Alpha Theon's men and engaged in battle. Finally, we arrived at the room where Oma was being held captive. Three guards stood in front of the door, and Mauris quickly took them out. We burst into the room, and I saw Alpha Theon holding a knife to Oma's throat. "Drop your weapons
Oma and I fought side by side, our swords singing through the air as we took down any guards who dared to stand in our way. It was a fierce battle, but we were winning. Our pack was fighting with all their might, and their determination inspired us to keep going.After what felt like hours of fighting, we finally emerged victorious. Theon's forces had been defeated, and our pack was free once again. We stood among the ruins of our former prison, breathing heavily and covered in sweat and blood, but we were alive.I looked over at Oma, and she looked back at me with a smile on her face. I couldn't believe it. We had made it out alive, and we were together. I took her in my arms and held her tight, savoring the feeling of her body against mine."We did it," I said, my voice hoarse from the battle. "We're free."Oma nodded, tears streaming down her face. "I never thought I'd see the day," she said. "But we did it. We're finally free."We stood there for a long moment, just holding each o
Maggie's POV.As I sat in the council chamber, the air was thick with anticipation. I could sense the nervous energy emanating from the council members, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Yara and Mauris had gone to help Kyle, leaving me to wait with the council. We had no way of knowing who would come out victorious - my brother or Alpha Theon.The council members sat in silence, their eyes shifting nervously from person to person. No one dared to break the quiet tension that had settled over the room. I fidgeted in my seat, feeling restless and uneasy. I couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible was going to happen.Suddenly, one of the council members cleared his throat and spoke up. "I hope everything goes well with Kyle," he said, his voice trembling slightly. "We can't afford to lose him. He's our only hope against Alpha Theon."Another council member nodded in agreement. "I'm sure he'll come out victorious," she said, trying to sound confident. "Kyle's a s
"You did it, my friend," Mauris said, his voice filled with admiration. "You defeated Alpha Theon and brought hope back to our pack."Kyle nodded, his gaze sweeping across the room. "But it wasn't just me," he replied humbly. "It was all of us, working together. We stood united against tyranny and made a difference."Oma looked at me, her eyes shining with appreciation. "And we owe a debt of gratitude to you, Maggie," she said. "You stayed strong, supported us, and never lost hope. You're a remarkable young woman."Her words touched my heart, and I felt a surge of warmth and belonging. We were a family, bonded by our shared struggles and victories. In that moment, I realized that no matter what challenges lay ahead, we would face them together.As the night grew darker and the festivities continued, I returned to my room to collect my thoughts. The energy of the celebration was infectious, but amidst the revelry, a feeling of restlessness stirred within me.I began to pack my bags, ca
Mauris POV. The warm glow of the setting sun bathed our cozy cottage as Yara and I stepped through the front door, our hearts brimming with joy. We had just returned from witnessing the union of our beloved sister, Maggie, to the man she truly loved. The air was filled with an electric energy, a tangible reminder of the love and happiness that had enveloped the castle. It was surprising to see how Maggie has changed from the little woman that ran around the house, shoving her body into my face to this beautiful, talented and mature woman. She really blew my mind, especially when she handled the situation with her ex without causing any disturbances.Unable to contain our excitement, Yara took my hand and twirled gracefully around the living room, her laughter filling the air. We danced together, our bodies moving in perfect harmony, as if our souls were entwined in an eternal waltz. In that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the worries and troubles of the world melted away, lea
Maggie's POV.As the sun cast its warm golden glow upon the land, I stood outside the grand entrance of my brother Kyle's imposing castle, hand-in-hand with Derek. The weight of anticipation settled in the air around us, as we prepared to seek his blessings for our union. This meeting held the potential to shape the future, to bridge the gap between our families.With a deep breath, I stepped forward, the heavy wooden doors creaking open to reveal the opulence within. Kyle, the Alpha of our pack, stood tall and formidable, his piercing gaze fixed upon us. Memories of our tumultuous past threatened to resurface, reminding me of the long-standing feuds that had divided our families.Kyle's eyes flickered with a mix of apprehension and lingering resentment as he looked at Derek standing beside me. "I hope you understand, Derek, that this is not a decision I make lightly. The wounds of the past run deep, and I have a responsibility to protect my sister and our pack."Derek's voice remaine
Yara's POV.The morning sun gently filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the cozy cottage that had become our sanctuary. I held my baby close, his tiny hands grasping onto my finger as I soaked in the peacefulness of the moment. Little did I know that a letter, carried by fate's gentle breeze, would soon awaken a yearning within me, one that had long been dormant.As I opened the envelope, a surge of excitement coursed through me. It was a letter from Amelia, the maid who had served the Summerstone family during my childhood. Her words held a precious gift, a piece of my past that I had yearned to reclaim. She revealed the location where my biological parents were buried, a place that held the remnants of my lineage.With a heart filled with anticipation, I shared the news with Mauris, who embraced my desire to visit the gravesite. Together, we made our way to Oma's grand castle. The grandeur of the structure never failed to leave me in awe, a reminder of the desti
Oma's POV.As I held my newborn baby in my arms, a wave of indescribable joy washed over me. The tiny bundle nestled against my chest, his soft breaths creating a sweet melody that resonated deep within my soul. I marveled at the miracle of life, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude for this precious gift bestowed upon me.In the castle's nursery, bathed in warm sunlight streaming through the window, I sat in a comfortable rocking chair, cradling my little one. The room was adorned with delicate mobiles and colorful toys, creating a whimsical atmosphere that captured the innocence and wonder of childhood. I gently rocked back and forth, lulling my baby into a peaceful slumber.As his eyelids fluttered closed, I studied his delicate features. His button nose, tiny rosebud lips, and wisps of fine hair were a testament to the beauty of new beginnings. Every movement, every sound he made was a testament to his vulnerability, reminding me of the immense responsibility and privilege o
Maggie's POV.A night before she came to the castle,As I drove through the night, the echoes of the heated argument with Simon still reverberated in my mind. The hurtful words and the tense atmosphere lingered, casting a shadow over my heart. Tears welled up in my eyes as I navigated the dark road, seeking solace in the familiarity of my elder brother's castle.When I arrived at Alpha Derek's castle, a mix of anticipation and anxiety washed over me. The sight of another woman by Derek's side, her presence unexpected, stirred an unsettling feeling within me. Lisa. Her name echoed in my mind as I observed their interaction, my heart sinking with a pang of jealousy.Suppressing my emotions, I chose to retreat to the solitude of my assigned room, seeking a moment to collect my thoughts and find some semblance of composure. The door closed behind me with a soft click, enveloping me in a cocoon of solitude and contemplation.As I entered my assigned room, a sense of unease still lingered w
Kyle's POV.As I stepped into our bedroom, a sense of awe and gratitude washed over me. The air seemed to hum with anticipation, and the room was filled with a soft, warm glow. Oma stood by the window, her hands cradling her burgeoning belly. The sight of her radiance filled my heart with joy and wonder."Kyle," she whispered, her voice filled with a mixture of excitement and vulnerability. "Can you believe how far we've come?"I crossed the room and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close. "No, my love," I replied, my voice thick with emotion. "I still remember the day we met, the battles we've fought, and the love that has carried us through. And now, we are on the precipice of a new chapter in our lives—a child, our child."Tears glistened in Oma's eyes as she leaned her head against my chest. "I never thought I would find such happiness, such love," she whispered.The room seemed to hold its breath as we stood there, caught in a moment of profound connection. Our journey had
Yara's POV.I rushed through the door of our cottage, my heart filled with exhilaration. The baby, our precious little one, had been found, and Gerald was finally captured. The weight that had burdened my soul lifted, replaced by a surge of hope and relief. Oma, my trusted confidante and guardian, awaited me in the cozy living room, her eyes brimming with anticipation."Oma!" I exclaimed, unable to contain my excitement. "They found the baby! Gerald has been captured!"A wide smile graced Oma's weathered face as she enveloped me in a warm embrace. "Oh, dear child, this is wonderful news," she murmured, her voice filled with joy. "Tell me everything."I settled into a chair, cradling the baby in my arms, and recounted the events of the day. The rescue mission, the confrontation with Gerald, and the triumphant return with our little one. Oma listened intently, her eyes shining with pride and admiration.As we reveled in the joyous moment, a sudden commotion erupted outside. The sound of
Mauris POV.The weight of shock and disbelief settled heavily upon me as Yara's words echoed in my mind. Gerald, the long-lost son of my father, Alpha Theon, had emerged from the shadows of secrecy to exact revenge upon our family. It was inconceivable, a twist of fate that threatened to tear apart the fragile tapestry of our lives.I knew I had to act swiftly, to protect Yara and ensure the safe return of our precious baby. Fear and determination mingled within me as I made the decision to take Yara to the safety of Oma's castle. Oma, also known as Luna, had always been a pillar of strength and wisdom in our pack. I trusted her to provide shelter and guidance during this tumultuous time.As we arrived at the castle, I held Yara close, finding solace in the familiar walls that surrounded us. The warmth of Oma's presence enveloped us as she greeted us with open arms, her gaze filled with concern. I relayed the harrowing events that had unfolded, the betrayal that had shattered our live
Yara's POV.The house was filled with the tantalizing aroma of simmering stew as I moved around the kitchen, humming a tune under my breath. It had been a quiet day, and with Mauris away at the council meeting, I found solace in keeping myself busy. The rhythmic clatter of pots and pans accompanied my cheerful melody, filling the air with a sense of contentment.Every now and then, I would steal a glance at the living room where our baby peacefully slumbered in the cozy cot. The soft glow of the afternoon sun filtered through the window, casting a warm embrace over the room. I smiled, grateful for the tranquility that enveloped our little haven on the outskirts of town.As I bustled around the kitchen, preparing a meal for Mauris's return, I felt a sudden prickling sensation at the back of my neck, as if someone was watching me. Goosebumps erupted across my skin, and a cold shiver ran down my spine. I dismissed it as a figment of my imagination and continued my culinary endeavors, try