*Blair*Maddox was busy in a serious conversation with Zander and the Vampire Prince. Sensing my presence, Maddox's head snapped in my direction and our eyes locked. At that moment, time seemed to stand still. The realization hit me like a bolt of lightning, and I could see the same recognition mirrored in Maddox's eyes. However, before I could approach him, I watched as his smile faltered, replaced by panic and apprehension. He excused himself from the conversation he was engaged in with my brother and the Vampire Prince and quickly retreated in the opposite direction.As Maddox disappeared into the crowd, I stood there, rooted to the spot, feeling a mixture of confusion, disappointment, and a strange longing I couldn't quite explain. It was as if a veil had been lifted, revealing a hidden connection I had never been aware of.Determined to confront Maddox and seek answers, I pushed through the crowd, my red dress swishing around me, catching the attention of some curious onlookers.
*Selena*Blair looked exhausted, her shoulders slumped, and her eyes were wet and sad. I knew she had been going through a tough time."Blair, you know, you can always count on me. Talk to me whenever you want," I suggested, reaching out to gently place a hand on her arm. I wanted her to know that I was there for her, ready to listen whenever she needed to vent her pain."Thank you, Selena," Blair sighed, looking at me softly. "Please don't tell anyone about it. Especially not Zander. I..." She hesitated as if struggling to find the right words. "I don't want anyone to feel pity on me."Liar!I knew she was trying to save Maddox from trouble. Zander was very protective of his baby sister.However, I gave her a knowing smile and raised a finger to my lips, gesturing to zip them shut. It was not my place to tell her brother about her secret."But you have to help me in return," I shrugged, lifting a brow while giving her a sly smile.Blair looked at me, amused and curious. "What?" she
*Zander*I had to let go of Selena because I received a mind link from Maddox."Alpha, Vampire Prince Damon is waiting for you in your office."Lyon growled in frustration. He wanted to know what hidden motives our ex-mate had, but due to the urgency of the matter, I had to leave. However, before departing, I made sure to remind her that our business wasn't finished.Vampires and werewolves were always eternal enemies locked in a blood feud spanning centuries. What could possibly bring the Vampire Prince to my doorstep? I knew better than to trust those bloodsucking creatures of the night, yet I couldn't help but be intrigued by his intentions behind this peace pact proposal.With determination, I swiftly departed from the pack house. Striding purposefully through the hallways and opening the door to my office, I took in the sight before me. Vampire Prince Damon stood in the center, emanating an aura of icy elegance. His blond hair cascaded down his shoulders, framing a face masking a
*Damon*After my disastrous meeting with Zander, I decided to inspect his pack, hoping to find something to grab my attention after a bad day. Zander was known for his stubbornness and arrogance. I didn't think he would easily agree to the peace pact on our conditions. But that was why I was here: to convince him.As I walked through the bustling crowd, my heart fluttered with anticipation. Would I catch a glimpse of the source of my happiness there?"Arabella!" I called out with a wide grin, confidently striding towards her."Prince Damon, you forgot again," she said, smiling and subtly shaking her head. "I am Selena."Her smile remained as captivating as ever, and for a moment, I was utterly dazed. Lost in her beauty, I had to shake myself back to reality. How could I not have found her till now? She was a sight to behold.Shaking my head, a chuckle escaped my throat. "My apologies, goddess," I said, leaning in closer to her, my gaze fixed on her stunning hazel eyes.Selena giggled
*Selena*Blair and I returned to the pack house, tired from her shopping spree. As soon as we arrived, I seized the opportunity and made my way swiftly to Zander's room. Earlier, I had managed to imprint the key so that I could create a duplicate at a later time when I found a moment to spare from my daily responsibilities. With this duplicate key in my possession, accessing the data room would no longer be an issue.Patiently, I bided my time, waiting for nightfall when the entire pack house would retire to their beds, enveloped in deep slumber. It was during this period that the guards' shifts were scheduled to change, presenting the perfect opportunity for me to make my move. As the hours ticked by, I maintained a watchful eye, ensuring that the pack house was shrouded in silence and stillness. The quietude of the night served as my ally, granting me the freedom to proceed undetected toward my objective. With each passing minute, anticipation coursed through my veins, heightening
*Selena*As Emile and I cautiously emerged from the treacherous territory of the data room and stepped into the dimly lit lobby far away from the perilous situation of getting caught, I seized the opportunity to engage in a conversation with her."So, you already know why I'm here?!" I inquired, my curiosity bubbling to the surface."I received information that someone was coming to the pack to get the job done, and well, here you are and the only new addition to the pack. Not much of a surprise," Emile replied nonchalantly, her tone tinged with a hint of indifference. I couldn't help but snort, shaking my head in disbelief. So, that was the reason she had never bothered to meet me after my return to the Moonglow Pack."So, you're the one who hired me for this job then?" I pressed, trying to hide the skepticism in my voice. The idea of Emile being the mastermind behind such an intricate plan seemed improbable, considering the astronomical amount of money involved. Nonetheless, I hop
*Zander* In the dimly lit room, the soft glow highlighted my gaze fixed on a solitary figure slouched over the bar counter, her head resting on her arm as she sat on the barstool. Selena Ardolf, the epitome of stubbornness and rebellion, had always been a challenge. I knew she couldn't handle the potent alcohols from my collection, specially crafted for werewolves. They were far too strong for normal humans or werewolves without a wolf to bear. That's precisely why I had forbidden her from indulging in them. Yet, she persisted in sneaking in, just as she had done today, and the result was evident—she had passed out, succumbing to the potent drink's effects, just like she had in the past. Taking a few cautious steps forward, I stood before her, peering closely at her beautiful face. Her pink, full lips were slightly parted, and her enchanting hazel eyes remained closed. The smooth rise and fall of her breath indicated a peaceful slumber, and the stress and animosity she held for me
*Zander*"Where were you last night?" my voice dripping with accusation as I asked my Beta.Maddox's brow furrowed as if he tried to recall. "I was on patrol as usual as it was my turn," he replied, his shoulders lifting in a shrug. But I wasn't convinced."Are you sure?" I challenged, my voice sharpening with suspicion.."Yes! Why are you interrogating me? Wait a minute! Do you suspect me of breaching the security system?" He furrowed his brows deeper."Maddox, I discovered your fingerprint on the door unlocking system," I informed him firmly. His expression shifted to one of shock."I swear to the Goddess, I didn't enter the data room yesterday. In fact I never entered that room alone and never without you," he insisted as his brows furrowed even deeper in desperation.I took a step closer, my alpha instincts urging me to push harder for the truth"Do you really expect me to believe you? Besides me, only you have access to the data room. And your fingerprint was recorded in the sy
Lyon and Micah’s presence alone was enough to strike terror into the witches’ eyes. Before anyone could blink, the wicked witch was ripped away from Blair with savage force as Micah’s massive paw slammed into her, sending her flying through the air. She crashed to the ground with a loud impact, a pained hiss escaping her lips.Before Blair could hit the hard ground, Micah was already beneath her, his soft fur providing a cushion to break her fall. He let out a low, reassuring growl before gently nudging her to safety.Then, without hesitation, Micah sprang to his feet and joined Lyon. Both wolves prowled toward the witches, their deep, menacing growls vibrating through the air—a deadly warning of the storm about to come.The two witches staggered back, fear flickering across their faces, but they hadn’t accepted defeat just yet. Their expressions hardened, and I could see the determination to fight still burning in their eyes.Lyon and Micah prowled around them, circling like predator
“Blair, I’m telling you, this is a bad idea,” I said, following her reluctantly as she led me down an unknown path along the outskirts, carefully avoiding the main routes where guards patrolled.“Trust me, Selena, I’ve done this plenty of times,” Blair replied confidently, pushing aside a low-hanging branch. “Back when my father was the alpha, I used to sneak out all the time to escape his dictatorship.”I rolled my eyes. “That was years ago, Blair. The pack’s security isn’t the same now.”She glanced back at me, realizing I had stopped in my tracks and sat down in the middle of the narrow trail, exasperated.“What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice softening with concern. “Are you tired? If you need to rest, we can, but we don’t have much time if we want to help our mates.”I sighed and got back to my feet. “Blair, I still think this is a terrible idea. If Zander finds out we took this route, he’ll be furious.”Her lips curved into a confident smirk. “If he finds out,” she said, her tone
I agreed to his plan; it seemed foolproof. But my only worry lingered—there was still no sign of Oliver, my half-brother. If the rest of my family was alive, then surely Oliver must be alive as well. The thought sent a shiver through me as I remembered what Zander had told me about him and the depths of my family’s darkness.I struggled to accept that my entire family could be so corrupt, so deeply involved in criminal activities… except my mother. How could I have come from such a twisted lineage?“What’s wrong, mate?” Zander asked, his voice gentle yet concerned, as if sensing the storm brewing inside me.I hesitated, unsure of how to express the turmoil in my heart. What would he think of me—his mate—coming from such a wicked family? “Umm... Zander, I was thinking about Oliver,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “There’s still no trace of him.”Zander nodded knowingly. “I’ve thought about that too. Don’t worry,” he assured me, his tone steady. “My people are already looking
*Selena*I was still confused, trying to piece together what was going on in Zander's mind.“Baby, just sit and relax,” he said, his tone calm but firm. “Leave the rest to me.”Easier said than done. How could I possibly relax when I knew our lives—and the fate of so many others—hung by a thread?“Zander, I still don’t get it,” I pressed, suspicion creeping into my voice. “How is it that you’ve found Damon but still haven’t caught him? What are you not telling me?”His jaw tightened slightly, but he met my gaze with steady resolve. “I haven’t pinpointed his exact location yet, but I’m close,” he replied, his voice laced with determination.Before I could question him further, Maddox entered the room.“Alpha,” he greeted, touching his heart and bowing respectfully. Then his eyes shifted to me. “Luna.” He repeated the gesture with the same reverence.I gave him a soft smile and a nod in acknowledgment, though my mind was already racing.“What’s the update, Maddox?” Zander asked, cutting
Author’s POV.In the dim, oppressive air of the dark den, the Dark Alpha’s voice echoed with a chilling resonance. "Damon, your army is useless. It didn’t help me terrorize Alpha Zander Blake,” he sneered, his tone dripping with mockery.Damon stood amidst the flickering light of a ritual circle, the golden trident in his grasp glowing faintly. He had been channeling its ancient power, weaving warlock incantations to strengthen himself for the inevitable day of destruction. The interruption was unwelcome, his irritation evident in the way his shoulders tensed.“Don’t blame my army for your incompetence!” Damon roared, his deep voice reverberating through the chamber as his concentration shattered. The dark energy around him flickered, momentarily unstable, as his fury took hold.The Dark Alpha smirked, his hulking figure barely visible in the shadows. “Hah! Then who should I blame?” he retorted, his voice laced with mockery. “Alpha Zander’s efficient warriors, perhaps? Or is it his cu
When I returned home, I found Zander waiting for me in our room. His arms were crossed, and his expression was a mixture of relief and concern.“Where were you, mate? I was worried. I couldn’t reach you,” he said, his voice gentle but laced with unease as he closed the distance between us in two quick steps, taking my hands in his. The bond from our mating mark had been restored, reestablishing our connection and allowing us to mind-link once more. The link with the pack had also returned. But when I was in the Lunar Realm, the mind-link didn’t work. That made it clear: hiding my visit to the Lunar Realm was a bad idea. He’d know if I lied in a heartbeat.We had promised each other we wouldn’t keep secrets anymore. So, I took a deep breath and told him the truth.“Zander, I went to see my mother,” I admitted.His eyes sharpened, instantly more attentive. “And?” he prompted, his tone calm but firm, knowing I would have had serious discussion with my mother.I hesitated, searching for
“No!” I shook my head in disbelief, my mind rejecting everything I had just heard. “No! Tell me you’re lying,” I said, trying to laugh it off as a cruel joke.But her silence, paired with the helpless gloom in her eyes, told me otherwise. She wasn’t lying. She had planned the day of my demise even before bringing me into this world.“How could you do this to me, Mother?” I mumbled, my voice trembling as my lips quivered. A silent sob escaped me. I didn’t even know if I should call her ‘Mother’ anymore—not after hearing how cruelly she had condemned her own child.“I am sorry, my child,” she said in a pleading voice. “I had no other choice but to sacrifice you to save the world.”A tear escaped my eye as flashes of my life flickered before me like a relentless movie reel. Memories played on repeat, and I wanted so badly to rewind to the part before I met Zander—before I fell in love. Because now, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t imagine leaving him to bear the unbearable pain of
*Selena*I woke up to the sound of birds chirping and golden morning sunlight filtering softly through the window. Yet, Zander still hadn’t returned since last night. A pang of worry crept into my chest, but my rumbling stomach quickly reminded me of my other priorities.I placed a hand on my belly, soothing my unborn child as I thought about my elder son. Austin must be waking up soon. Determined to push through the morning, I quickly took a warm shower, dressed, and stepped out into the hall. The aromatic fragrance of freshly cooked bacon, eggs, cupcakes, and coffee wafted through the air, making my stomach growl louder in anticipation.I caught sight of an omega and asked her to bring breakfast to Austin’s room while I went to help my little boy get ready for kindergarten. His laughter brightened my mood as I brushed his hair and adjusted his uniform. Moments later, breakfast arrived, and we enjoyed the meal together—Austin giggling through mouthfuls of cupcake crumbs while I sippe
‘Zander, why did you let him go?’ Lyon’s voice echoed in my mind, frustration lacing every word.I didn’t reply. Not because I didn’t want to, but because I didn’t have an answer. He wouldn’t have stayed even if I had tried to stop him. He was selfish and wicked, and as much as I hated to admit it, he was a part of me. My shadow.The power I was born with came with a curse, and he was that curse. If Lyon, the most powerful wolf, was my boon, then the demon was my bane, my shadow tethered to me since birth. I had grown up surrounded by dark energies, energies that undoubtedly made me the most powerful alpha in the world.But no one knew about him—not even my mother. My demonic shadow had been cunning from the very beginning, careful to conceal himself while slyly shifting the blame for all his mischievous deeds onto me. At first, I thought I could manage him, control him. But as time passed, his darkness grew stronger, more insidious.He didn’t just want to exist within me—he wanted to