MOLLY'S POVAs the door slammed behind me, I groaned loudly in frustration. Stupid guard. Why did he have to come by this time? My plan had failed woefully now.. My chest heaved with each angry breath, and I couldn't suppress the anger bubbling up inside me. How dare he reject me again? I had done everything right, everything that was expected of me. I was the perfect candidate for Luna, and yet Cole had turned me down once more. He didn't even want to see me. That was how bad he hated me. I walked down the corridor quickly, lost in my thoughts. As I moved, I nearly collided with someone. When I looked to see who it was, I noticed that it was Lady Esther. There was a look of concern on her face as she scanned my face. "Molly," she said "What happened? Why do you look so upset?"I clenched my fists, trying to steady myself. "Lady Esther, it's Cole. He rejected me again. Our plan... it didn't work."Lady Evelyn's expression hardened "What could have gone wrong?" "He was just about
COLE'S POV As soon as I heard those words, my body began to shake with annoyance. Molly... Again! This was no doubt her doing. She obviously went to talk to the elders behind my back. I wouldn't be surprised if my mom was supporting her as well. My body tensed with anger. I clenched my fists, struggling to maintain my composure. "You must be joking," I said through gritted teeth. "Molly? The same Molly who has been scheming and manipulating behind my back? She's managed to recruit you elders to join her cause?""Think about it Alpha. She has been Luna before so she already has the experience. Besides, she comes from a strong lineage. Her family’s status and connections could be highly beneficial for our pack."I stood up, my chair scraping loudly against the floor. "I will never make her my Luna," Elder Samuel walked forward "Please, Cole, listen to reason. Molly is—""I said no!" I growled, cutting him off. "I know exactly who put you up to this, and I won't stand for it."I sto
MOLLY'S POVHow exactly did Yaz plan to take over the pack? Kylian had left it in Cole's hands. Yaz was the Beta. Sure, he had power but planning to take the throne from Cole was a long stretch. I was intrigued and confused at the same time. I looked at the document again, going through the things he promised. The sight of the money alone was enough for me to say yes. "Molly," he said smoorhly "You know this is your chance. You’ve always wanted to remain as the Luna, haven’t you?"I looked at him "Yes, I have. But... this plan of yours. It’s dangerous. What if it doesn’t work? What if something goes wrong?"Yaz smiled confidently "It will work. It has to. I’ve thought this through. Once I have control of the pack, nothing can stop us. And you, my dear, will be by my side, ruling as my Luna."His words sent a shiver down my spine. It was so tempting, so within reach. But the risks were high. " How do you plan to take over the pack?" I asked him. "I've thought this through for year
MOLLY'S POV Throughout the night, I thought of Yaz's proposal. I thought of the possibility that I might be able to seduce Kane and get Yaz what he wants. I wondered if I could really do it. Before I decided, I wanted to talk to Lady Esther first. Marrying Cole wasn't the main point. I needed to know what benefits I would get from marrying him. I took a deep breath as I stood in front of Lady Esther's chambers. This conversation was important, and I needed to approach it carefully. The outcome of this conversation would determine everything. I straightened my back,, smoothed my dress, and knocked on the door."Who is it?" she asked. I cleared my throat "It's Molly" "Enter,". I stepped into the room. Lady Esther sat by the window, staring outside. She turned to face me as I walked closer to her. I bowed my head "Good day, Lady Esther" "Molly," she said with a smile "What brings you here?""Lady Esther," I said "I want to talk about my marriage to Cole" She waved her hand dism
THIRD PERSON'S POVThe sun hasn't risen fully in the Wolferius pack before the elders gathered in the grand hall for a meeting. The meeting was called for one purpose - to find a solution to the problems in their pack and for Cole to step up as Alpha. The pack was in a state of problems and there was no Alpha to step up to take care of their problems. Cole had been too scared to take up the role of Alpha. He never wanted it in the first place. Being Alpha wasn't the life he imagined for himself. The workload coupled with the responsibilities was too much to bear. He wondered how Kylian did it. Kylian made Alpha look easy. He handled everything with no serious problems. It had been weeks since Kylian had left, leaving the pack without an Alpha. Cole had refused to take his place. Lady Esther did her best to force him but Cole just couldn't do it. He didn't k kw the first thing about pack politics. The elders called a meeting at the board room. They sat gathered in front of the long
COLE'S POVThe crowd looked at me expectantly. I was stunned. I only ran down here because I didn't want people to hurt themselves. What do I say? How exactly do I address a crowd? I looked at them, not knowing what to say or do. My heart rate increased. What I say now can either make me or break me. I took a deep breath and composed myself. I can do this. “People of Wolferius,” I said “I know that these past weeks have been difficult for all of us. The absence of an Alpha has left us vulnerable. But I want you to know that I am ready to help you all"A murmur of relief and approval filled the crowd.Skmeone shouted, “And what if you fail us? What if you can’t handle it?”The crowd fell silent. Fear gripped me tightly but I forced myself to stand tall. “I can’t promise that everything will be perfect,” I admitted. “But I can promise that I will do everything in my power to protect this pack and lead us to a better future”The crowd seemed to accept this, but I could see the doubt
LORRAINE'S POVThe next morning, I watched Kylian's sleeping form. He looked so peaceful while he slept. His breathing was shallow but even, at least. I watched as his chest rose and fell slowly. I had gotten the boys ready for school and taken them. Now that I was back, I wanted to take care of Kylian. He still hasn't feeling too well. I gathered the things that I needed to clean him up that morning—a basin of warm water, clean cloths, and fresh bandages. As I got his things ready, I still wondered how this happened. How did he really end up here? How could he have lost his memory? The strong and dominant Alpha I knee now lay vulnerable and unaware of his surroundings. The sight was both heartbreaking and confusing.I crouched down beside him and touched his chest. He still had a fever and his face was slightly pale. He looked so fragile like this. Setting the basin on the bedside table, I dipped a cloth into the warm water. As I gently wiped his forehead, I couldn't help but watc
LORRAINE'S POVThe scent of chicken soup filled the kitchen and the dining area as I set the table for lunch. Kylian sat at the table, looking around the house curiously. His eyes met mine, and he gave me a small smile."Thank you, Lorraine," he said softly. "You're welcome" I set his plate in front of him and took a seat. "I mean it" he said, looking at me "Thank you for everything. For taking care of me."I paused for a moment, taking in the intensity of his gaze "You're welcome, Kylian""I can't remember much, but from what I can see, I know you were the best wife anyone could ever have."His words stirred something inside me. For some reason, I felt emotional. In that moment, I remembered everything - the memories of our time together, the first day we met, the love we once shared. I felt a lump in my throat and quickly blinked back tears. It took every self restraint in me not to cry. Kylian reached for my hand on the table and squeezed. As we touched, I could feel sparks of
MOLLY'S POV. I had a perfect plan. Every step I took was meant to secure my position of power. But there was one crack I hadn't anticipated—Kylian hated me. He didn’t just dislike me; he despised me in a way that seeped into every glance, every word. He treated me worse than the maids, worse than the guards, like I was less than nothing.And now, the staff was starting to notice. They no longer gave me the respect due to a Luna. The way they looked at me—it was unsettling. No. This couldn’t go on. I needed to make Kylian like me, at the very least respect me as his Luna.Killing Lorraine had crossed my mind more times than I cared to admit. But the truth was, the second she dropped dead, suspicion would fall squarely on me. Kylian wouldn’t even need proof. He’d throw me in the dungeons without a second thought, and what good would all my plotting and power be if I was rotting away in a cell?So, I searched for another way. Something quieter. I asked around, made some discreet inquiri
KYLIAN'S POV The pack was finally restored to its natural state. It hadn’t been easy—trust was fragile, but over time, the pack members began to heal, learning to live once again in peace and harmony under my leadership. The shadows of Yaz’s reign gradually faded. I hadn’t expected Yaz to step down willingly. The day he discovered the truth, he climbed onto the stage, addressing everyone. His voice was heavy with regret as he apologized for the trauma he had caused. But his words were met with silence, and the pack didn’t believe him until he publicly denounced his desire to lead and declared he would step down.It wasn’t until the moment he stepped off the stage that I realized how deep their wounds ran. Stones, shoes, food—everything imaginable—was hurled at him. The shouts and curses came fast.“You beast! You killed my daughter!”“I have nightmares because of you!”The scene was chaotic, heart-wrenching. Yaz, once feared, now stood vulnerable, bearing the wrath of a broken pack.
YAZ'S POVIt was the day of the fight. The one Kylian, that bastard, had challenged me to.For the hundredth time, I cursed myself for not ending him when I had the chance. I could’ve killed him, and no one would’ve batted an eye.What about Cole? And his formidable soldiers?Cole’s weakness was simple—his mother. I could use that, easy.As for Kylian’s soldiers...I clenched my teeth at the memory of how stubborn they were. After we returned to my pack, I’d crammed them into three of the largest cells we had. They fit into three separate rooms, and I went to each one, offering them riches and power, attempting to sway them to my side. But they stood firm. “We only answer to Kylian,” they had said in unison.I hissed under my breath, adjusting my fighting gear. "Fools."The battlefield loomed ahead. The ground was cold beneath my feet. Kylian was already there, and the sight of him made my heart skip—he looked...stronger. How? I’d locked him in that cell, barely feeding him enough to
KYLIAN'S POV “I’ve got your back, man. Do as he says,” Cole whispered to me. I wanted to yell in his face, to scream at the injustice of it all, but I saw the truth in his words. There was no choice. Not with Yaz standing there with his cold eyes watching me like a predator about to strike. I’d heard stories of Yaz’s cruelty, his ruthlessness, but seeing it now—the hard lines on his face, the smug twist of his lips—was enough to make the hair on my neck stand up.This was once my Beta, someone who stood by my side for years. Now, I realized he wasn't who I thought he was. Yaz was my best friend, my best man, the person I trusted. He had my family in his hands. My pack. My people.My nails bit into my palms as I fought to control the rage boiling inside me. How had I let this happen? Right under my nose, that bastard had gotten his claws into everything and everyone that mattered to me. My men stood shackled, helpless. I couldn’t protect them. Not yet.I glanced at Rose. Her chest r
LORRAINE'S POV "No!" Aiden's screamed "I won’t leave you, Mommy!" He started climbing the ladder again, his small hands gripping each rung."Aiden, please," I whispered My pulse thundered in my ears. "Please, go."But Aiden wasn’t listening. His little body moved back toward me.The soldiers were closing in fast. Their boots pounded against the earth, rattling my bones. I saw Rose rush from the house in a futile attempt to stop them, but they struck her hard across the face and bound her wrists instantly. I wanted to scream, to run, to fight, but every plan I thought out didn't make sense. There was nothing I could do in this moment. Too much happened all at once. Even if I ran with Aiden, I knew they’d shoot. My boy—they would kill my boy.So I stayed. I stayed rooted to the spot, paralyzed as the soldiers finally reached us and pulled Aiden from the ladder, their rough hands gripping him too tight. Aiden cried. I struggled, my own hands clawing at their arms, trying to free him. B
KYLIAN'S POV “Are you sure we can trust this man? How do we know he’s not tied to Yaz somehow?” Cole’s voice was thick with WORRY. I sighed, keeping my eyes on the road. “For the last time, Cole, the guy’s not interested in politics or alliances. He just wants to do business. You tell him how many soldiers you need, he gives you a price, you pay, and that’s it. He’s a mercenary, not one of Yaz’s lackeys.”Cole grunted, “I just don’t want us walking into a trap. Yaz has become a monster—he controls everyone through fear. One wrong move, and these mercenaries could turn on us in the middle of a fight.”“I get it, I do. But trust me, brother. This guy is solid. He doesn’t care about Yaz or anyone else. All he wants is his gold.” I kept my voice steady, though I understood his hesitation. The stakes had never been higher, and one misstep could cost us everything.Silence settled between us as the car hummed along the road. Since Oscar's funeral, I’d been working every contact I had to f
WES' POVI thought the goddess was punishing me. That was the only explanation for what my life had become.After days of endless torment, I'd stopped trying to survive. The pain was relentless, pulling at me until I was nothing more than a shell. Cole had promised to take care of Lorraine, and I believed him. He always kept his word, even when he acted like he didn’t care. There was nothing left for me to fight for. I wasn’t living—I was simply enduring, and each day brought new horrors.When Cole left, my world spiraled into endless agony. They introduced me to tortures I hadn’t known existed, using my body as a test subject for their newest, most sadistic weapons. I prayed for death, begged the goddess to take me, but she never did. I could still hear the sharp crack of the whip, the searing hiss as fire scorched my skin. My body was nothing but pain, a ragged thing barely holding on.My voice had long since given out. My screams echoed in the dark until they became part of the sil
KYLIAN'S POVI pulled my eyes from Lorraine, though the connection lingered in the air between us, as Oscar’s voice filled the space."Rose and I," he began, his voice shaky but firm, "we’re both related to Kylian."The room fell silent as both Rose and Oscar's gazes landed on me. The weight of their attention was palpable. I blinked, my mind racing, trying to piece together the puzzle they were laying before me. How could this be? I didn’t know Rose, not at all. Oscar had worked for me since I was a kid, yet nothing in our relationship hinted at anything beyond employee and employer. I knew how close he was to my father. That was all. But I didn’t say any of this aloud. No one did. We all waited. The tension was thick as Oscar took a breath, pressing his bruised hands to his chest.“I am your grandfather,” he said, his voice breaking slightly, “and Rose here is your mother.”I should have laughed. If I hadn’t already regained my memory, I might have believed them. But I had. I knew
LORRAINE'S POV Rose had finally convinced me to let one of the nurses take Aiden to the children’s section. Though my heart ached to leave him, I knew he would be safe, surrounded by others his age. I watched him settle in. His cute face looked back at me with a smile before I turned away.Once we were sure Aiden was in good hands, I rushed after Rose, following her down the corridors to Oscar's ward. My heartbeat quickened with every step. I could feel an unshakable sense of dread building within me. When we burst into his room, the sight that greeted us left me frozen.Oscar lay battered, bruised, and broken. The bandage wrapped around his head, the casts on both legs, and the sheer number of cuts scattered across his body—he looked like a man barely holding on.“Oh Goddess,” I gasped, my hand flying to cover my mouth. The world tilted slightly as I absorbed the state he was in. Yet somehow, through all that pain, he managed a weak smile.“How did this happen?” My voice was barely