Tiara's POV The noise around me was overwhelming. Guards were shouting, trying to make sense of the situation, but their voices only added to the confusion. My mind was still spinning, still trying to grasp what had happened to me. My body felt weak, and the fear Iâd felt earlier still lingered in my chest, making it hard to think straight.I could barely make out the words of the guards. They were speaking to Phoebe and Luna Victoria, trying to get them to back away, to calm down. But nothing seemed to stop the chaos until a deep, commanding voice rang out, cutting through the noise like a knife.âEnough.âIt was Alpha Nicholas. His voice, calm and powerful, immediately silenced everyone in the hallway. I looked up, startled by how quickly everything had quieted down. I wasnât sure how much time had passed since Iâd first collapsed to the ground, but it didnât matter now. The moment Nicholas stepped forward, his presence seemed to settle the air around us.His golden eyes swept over
Tiara's POV He didnât waste any time. Nicholas stood up and turned to his warriors. His voice rang out strong, cutting through the chaos in the hallway. âSearch the pack house,â he commanded, his tone firm. âFind whoever entered this pack and attacked someone under my protection. They are not to touch anyone here.âThe guards, sharp and ready, nodded and quickly dispersed, moving throughout the pack house to search every corner. The air seemed to hum with energy as they went to work, the sound of their footsteps echoing off the walls. My mind was still reeling from the attack, and I couldnât help but watch them, hoping theyâd find whoever had hurt me. Nicholas had spoken with such confidence, such authority, that I knew he wasnât going to let this go.Nicholas turned his attention back to me. He crouched down beside me, his presence suddenly more intense. His golden eyes found mine, and for a moment, I felt like he was looking right through me. âDid you recognize their voice?â he ask
Tiara's POV I woke up still feeling sore from the previous night. I couldnât shake the feeling that Phoebe and Ryker were both involved in something, working together in ways I hadnât fully understood before. Ryker, always nearby, his eyes constantly scanning the room. Phoebe, too, had been acting oddly, especially after what happened last night. I needed proof. I had to watch them closely, just as Ryker had once done to me.As the day stretched on, I kept my distance, keeping an eye on their every move. Ryker always seemed to be near Phoebe, never far from her. There was something about their connection that didnât sit right with me.I had to find out more. But I knew I couldnât confront them directly. I needed something solid, something I could use to expose whatever they were hiding. They had to slip up. I had to be patient.The sound of my name pulled me from my thoughts. "Tiara," a voice called from the hallway, and I turned to see one of the servants standing at the door. "Al
TIARA'S POVIt was my eighteenth birthday and I was supposed to transform into my wolf form for the first time.But the cell was hardly the place for it. It was so dark I could not see myself.I curled into myself on the damp floor of the cell, the stone beneath me unforgiving. It had been hoursâmaybe a few daysâsince they locked me here. Time meant nothing in this darkness. The only sound was my shallow breathing, echoing off the cold walls. The walls were so thick and cold I could hardly bring myself to lean on it. They hated me. All of them.The pack, my family, everyone. To them, I was the cursed one, the girl with the star-shaped birthmark on her neck. My fingers brushed against the mark, the raised skin a permanent reminder of what they said I wasâa bringer of misfortune. They whispered that my mother, the former Luna, had died because of me. That the moment I came into this world, she left it. And so, they punished me for simply existing. My father, alpha Darius of the MoonCro
TIARA'S POVThe sounds of laughter and music echoed through the pack house. Tonight was a celebration, though I didnât know what exactly we were celebrating. It didnât matter. These events were never for me. My role was always the same: invisible, unnoticed, and burdened with the endless tasks of a servant.In the small servant quarters, I stood behind Phoebe as she examined herself in the mirror. The dress she had chosen for the night was stunningâsoft satin in deep emerald that clung to her figure and shone with every movement. Her curls framed her face like a halo, though her cruel smile reminded me she was anything but angelic."Tiara," she snapped, her sharp tone pulling me out of my thoughts. "Stop standing there like a fool and help me lace this up!"I stepped forward, my fingers fumbling with the delicate ties of her dress. She smacked my hand away with a huff. "Are you completely useless? Honestly, I donât know why Father hasnât just thrown you out yet. A dimwit like you is
TIARA'S POVTears streamed down my face, my vision blurred as I stumbled through the dark corridors of the pack house. The sounds of laughter and music from the hall still echoed faintly behind me, a cruel reminder of the world I would never belong to. My heart pounded in my chest as I made my way to the only person I thought could give me answers: My father. Alpha Darius. It was true that he didn't love or want me, but for answers, he owed me. He was in his study, seated at the grand oak table with his beta, discussing matters of the pack. Usually, the parties were hosted by Victoria just so she could showcase Phoebe. The alpha hardly participated unless it was important.The room smelled of leather and wood polish, but the air was heavy with the weight of authority. My father looked up as I entered, his expression turning cold as soon as his eyes landed on me."Tiara," he said, his tone sharp. "What are you doing here? This is no place for you."I ignored his words. I clasped m
TIARA'S POVI was summoned early in the morning. The knock on the door of my small, cold room startled me awake. I wasnât used to visitors unless it was Nina, and she never knocked. The guard outside didnât bother to explain, just muttered something about the elders and my father.Dread settled in my chest as I dressed quickly, pulling on the same tattered gown I had worn the day before at the party. It was the best I had, despite its many stitches. It didnât matter what I looked like; they wouldnât care. They never did.When I arrived at the great hall, the atmosphere was heavy. The elders sat in a semicircle, their faces solemn and unreadable. My father stood at the center, tall and imposing, while Victoria and Phoebe flanked him like a queen and her princess. Phoebeâs smile was smug, her dress perfect and dazzling as usual. Once again, I found myself doing a mental comparison of the both of us. This was the life we were both supposed to have, but somehow, I felt like a speck of d
NICHOLAS: ALPHA OF THE FORESTHOWL PACKThe woods had always been my sanctuary. Ever since I lost her, my mate, this was where I found solaceâa space where the towering trees and gentle rustle of leaves allowed me to breathe, even if only for a moment. Away from pack duties. The pain of her absence never truly faded, but the forestâs quiet strength reminded me that life, no matter how cruel, continued.I walked along the familiar path, the moonlight filtering through the dense canopy above. My wolf stirred within me, restless as always, but I kept him leashed. He and I had been at odds since her death. He wanted to move, to fight, to feel alive. I wanted to grieve in peace.I stopped by a clearing, leaning against a tree as my thoughts consumed me. The moon hung low, bathing the forest in its silvery glow. My heart ached, a dull, constant pain I had grown used to, yet I couldnât bring myself to let it go.A sudden rustling snapped me out of my reverie. My wolf perked up instantly, hi
Tiara's POV I woke up still feeling sore from the previous night. I couldnât shake the feeling that Phoebe and Ryker were both involved in something, working together in ways I hadnât fully understood before. Ryker, always nearby, his eyes constantly scanning the room. Phoebe, too, had been acting oddly, especially after what happened last night. I needed proof. I had to watch them closely, just as Ryker had once done to me.As the day stretched on, I kept my distance, keeping an eye on their every move. Ryker always seemed to be near Phoebe, never far from her. There was something about their connection that didnât sit right with me.I had to find out more. But I knew I couldnât confront them directly. I needed something solid, something I could use to expose whatever they were hiding. They had to slip up. I had to be patient.The sound of my name pulled me from my thoughts. "Tiara," a voice called from the hallway, and I turned to see one of the servants standing at the door. "Al
Tiara's POV He didnât waste any time. Nicholas stood up and turned to his warriors. His voice rang out strong, cutting through the chaos in the hallway. âSearch the pack house,â he commanded, his tone firm. âFind whoever entered this pack and attacked someone under my protection. They are not to touch anyone here.âThe guards, sharp and ready, nodded and quickly dispersed, moving throughout the pack house to search every corner. The air seemed to hum with energy as they went to work, the sound of their footsteps echoing off the walls. My mind was still reeling from the attack, and I couldnât help but watch them, hoping theyâd find whoever had hurt me. Nicholas had spoken with such confidence, such authority, that I knew he wasnât going to let this go.Nicholas turned his attention back to me. He crouched down beside me, his presence suddenly more intense. His golden eyes found mine, and for a moment, I felt like he was looking right through me. âDid you recognize their voice?â he ask
Tiara's POV The noise around me was overwhelming. Guards were shouting, trying to make sense of the situation, but their voices only added to the confusion. My mind was still spinning, still trying to grasp what had happened to me. My body felt weak, and the fear Iâd felt earlier still lingered in my chest, making it hard to think straight.I could barely make out the words of the guards. They were speaking to Phoebe and Luna Victoria, trying to get them to back away, to calm down. But nothing seemed to stop the chaos until a deep, commanding voice rang out, cutting through the noise like a knife.âEnough.âIt was Alpha Nicholas. His voice, calm and powerful, immediately silenced everyone in the hallway. I looked up, startled by how quickly everything had quieted down. I wasnât sure how much time had passed since Iâd first collapsed to the ground, but it didnât matter now. The moment Nicholas stepped forward, his presence seemed to settle the air around us.His golden eyes swept over
Tiara's POV I rubbed my arms, trying to calm the frantic thoughts that raced through my head. The cold floor beneath me only made me feel more vulnerable. I wanted to cry, to scream, but no sound came. My throat ached from the cloth that had been shoved into my mouth, the harshness of it still making it difficult to swallow. The taste of it lingered, bitter and foreign, and the fear still gripped my chest.Just as I was about to gather the strength to stand, I heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming down the hallway. I froze, holding my breath. Who could it be? The footsteps grew louder until a voice called out my name.âTiara!âIt was Phoebeâs voice, sharp and worried. I turned toward the sound, trying to focus, but my vision was still blurry. I couldnât see her, not clearly. I could only hear her footsteps getting closer, and then, before I could react, I felt her hands on my shoulders. She crouched down next to me, her grip firm but shaky.âOh my God, tell me what happened!â P
Tiara's POV That evening, I felt a tight knot in my stomach as I walked through the dimly lit hallway. The air around me was quiet, almost too still. The house was unusually calmâmost of the packâs warriors were either out training or resting after a long day, leaving the halls empty and echoing. I had been walking in silence for what felt like ages, my footsteps soft against the cold stone floor. The goal was simple. Find Alpha Nicholas, tell him everything, and make sure he understood the threat I was feeling.I was nervous. I couldnât deny that. But the thought of Ryker and whatever he might be planning made the worry seem small. I needed to speak to Nicholas. I had to. If Ryker was truly dangerous, I couldnât let him get away with it. I had to trust my instincts, even though everything inside me screamed that something was wrong. My steps were measured, careful, as I neared the entrance to the training ground. The heavy wooden door was only a few paces away, but something in the
Tiara's POVWhat if I was just overthinking things?I had to admit that the whole situation felt wrong, but I didnât know how to explain it. Was Ryker a threat? Or was I being paranoid? And then there was Phoebe. I couldnât help but wonder what was really going on between her and Ryker. Was she flirting with him? Was there something more sinister happening? My wolf growled uneasily at the thought, but I didnât know what to make of it. I couldnât confront Phoebe or Ryker directlyâwhat if I was wrong? What if I was overreacting?I heard the soft creak of the door, and I looked up to see Nina standing there. Her face was soft, filled with concern, and she stepped inside without a word. I gestured to the bed beside me. âHey, come sit.âShe crossed the room and sat down next to me, her eyes taking in my tense posture. She didnât say anything at first, but I could tell she could tell something was off. âWhatâs going on, Tiara?â she asked quietly.I let out a deep breath, trying to gather my
Tiara's POVRyker was still everywhere I went.It was becoming harder to ignore him. His presence, his eyes, had followed me everywhere. At first, I thought it might be paranoia, but now, I was sure. He was always there, lurking in the background, making me feel uneasy.I had tried to avoid the places where I had noticed him beforeâavoiding the garden, the packâs dining hall, and even the training grounds. But it never worked. No matter what path I took, he seemed to be waiting somewhere, always too close, his watchful eyes on me. The more I tried to ignore it, the more it seemed to consume my thoughts.So, today, I decided to take a walk through the park. The fresh air, the open spaceâit usually helped clear my mind. The scent of flowers filled the air, and the soft rustle of leaves above me was soothing. For a moment, I allowed myself to relax, letting my guard down. The sun was shining through the trees, and I could feel its warmth on my face.I took a deep breath, inhaling the swe
Tiara's POVFor days, I felt the pair of eyes on me each time I stepped out of the house.Ryker, one of the guards, seemed to be everywhere I went. At first, I brushed it off. He was a guard, after all. It made sense that he would be around, keeping an eye on things. But the longer it went on, the more I realized it wasnât just a coincidence. Every time I turned around, I caught him looking at me. Sometimes he pretended to be busy, talking to other guards or inspecting the grounds, but his eyes always followed me. I could feel the weight of his gaze, and it made my skin crawl.I was walking with Nina in the fields, I stopped for a moment, taking in the view of the open field.Ryker was behind me now, and I could sense him standing off to the side, his watchful eyes never leaving me. It was as though no matter where I went, he was always there, lurking in the background. My wolf stirred uneasily, a quiet growl rising in the back of my throat. Something about it didnât feel right.âYouâ
Tiara's POVI sat by the window in my room, nursing a mug of coffee. I kept replaying the events of the night before, over and over again. I couldnât dismiss the way his eyes had lingered on me, the softness in his voice when he told me to go to bed.But I wasnât sure if it meant anything. Nicholas wasnât the type to show weakness, and I had no idea if what I had seen in him was a sign of something more or just a fleeting moment.âTiara, youâre quiet today,â Nina said, settling down across from me with a wide smile on her face. She looked at me, practically glowing with excitement, her eyes bright and expectant.I took a deep breath, setting my mug down, and met her gaze. âItâs nothing,â I muttered, trying to dismiss the thought. But Nina wasnât about to let me off the hook that easily.âYouâve been thinking about last night, havenât you?â she asked, leaning forward eagerly. âYou canât hide it from me, Tiara. I know you. I can see it on your face.âI bit my lip, unsure of how to respo