KYLIAN'S POVLater that night, I fell asleep. The kids and We had stayed up late, playing cards and other games. While I slept, I felt my body being shaken up by someone. It sounded a lot like Lorraine. Kylian," Lorraine whispered. "Kylian, wake up."I opened my eyes, looking at her. "Where are the boys?" she asked. .I looked around in confusion. Where were they? "They were here... we watched a movie together, and then... I must have fallen asleep. I thought they went to bed.""They're not in their rooms," she said "Kylian, we need to find them." "What?" As soon as she said those words, I started to feel worried. Where could they be? They were with me minutes ago. We searched every corner of the house and even looked outside. Still, we couldn't find them. A knot of anxiety began to form in my stomach. Panic rose in my chest by the minute as we kept searching the area. After a while, Neil's car pulled up at the driveway. He stormed out of the car angrily. Neil matched towards
LORRAINE'S POVAs soon as the sunlight came out, I woke up slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb Neil. His actions last night haunted me but I pushed them aside. I had more pressing matters to attend to. My boys were still missing, and Kylian was being wrongfully held. I needed answers, and I needed them now.I opened the front door and quietly left the house. The walk to the police station was a blur. My mind was racing, filled with fears and doubts. What if they hadn't found anything? What if Kylian was being mistreated?When I arrived at the station, I took a deep breath and walked in, trying to keep my composure. "I need to see Kylian," I told the officer at the front desk.He eyed me before nodding. "Follow me."As I followed him down the dark corridors, my heart sank in my chest. This was no place for Kylian. We stopped in front of a cell, and the officer unlocked the door, allowing me to enter."Kylian," I whispered. My heart broke as I saw him sitting on a bench. His f
LORRAINE'S POVWhen we left the police station, Neil and I kept looking for Aiden and Alex. We checked the whole area where the house was. We went to some neighboring packs to look for them. We asked as many people as we could but they kept saying they never saw the boys. I even showed the people pictures of my sons but nothing rang a bell to anyone. The fear inside my grew more and more each minute. I wondered where my boys were and if they were okay. What were they doing right now? They probably hadn't eaten anything. After checking other packs, we came back to the area again to ask more neighbors questions. "Mrs. Thornton, have you seen the boys?" I asked one of the elderly neighbors. She shook her head. Her face was filled with concern. "No. I haven't seen them. But I'll keep an eye out. They couldn't have gone far."Another neighbor joined the search, promising to check the nearby park. Despite their words and their help, I still had a feeling of dread. Neil kept assuring me
LORRAINE'S POVThe next day, Neil and I walked down the area to look for my boys. We had been searching for hours, posting flyers on every available surface. My hands trembled as I taped another one to a lamppost. The faces of my boys stared back at me from the flyers, making my heart ache even more. My throat tightened, and I fought back the tears in my eyes. "Come on, Lorraine," Neil said gently "We'll find them. We just have to keep looking."I nodded, swallowing hard. "I know. But what if—" "Don't think like that," Neil interrupted "We're going to find them. We just have to stay positive."I wanted to believe him. I wanted to hold on to the hope that my boys were safe and that we would be reunited soon. But I still felt scared. As we moved on to the next street, I couldn't help but replay everything that happened. Maybe I should have never brought Kylian to the house. If I didn't, my boys would be safe. Things were fine before he came along.Eventually, night came. We continued
LORRAINE'S POVAs I opened the door to my house, my heart felt like it was carrying the weight of the world. The missing posters I held tightly in my hand felt heavier by the second . Neil followed me inside. "Hey," Neil said softly, placing a hand on my shoulder. "We'll find them, Lorraine. Everything will be fine."I wanted to believe him, but the worry I felt made it hard. "I just can't stop thinking about them, Neil. What if something's happened to them? What if—""Don't think like that. We have to stay positive. Worrying won’t help them or you. How about I prepare dinner for us? You haven't been eating well, and you need your strength."I smiled "That's very kind of you. Thank you. I suppose I could use a proper meal."I hadn't eaten good food in days. I couldn't remember the last time I ate well. "Consider it done."He headed towards the kitchen, rolling up his sleeves.I made my way to the living room and flopped on the couch. The table in front of me was covered with missi
MOLLY'S POV The fact that Cole was now Alpha ruined everything, especially since he refused to make me his Luna. With Cole in power, my dreams were crumbling before my eyes. Yaz and I had to think of something fast. I wouldn't let myself be at the bottom of the food chain. Over my dead body. I stormed into Yaz's quarters, slamming the door behind me. Yaz looked up from his desk, eyebrows raised. "Molly, what—" "I want to be Luna" I said "We need a plan now" "I was thinking this - now is the right time to strike to get closer to Kane. It's now or never. The longer Cole sits in the throne, the harder it'll be for us to get him off it" What are you suggesting?" "Kane is a key figure. He has more power than most realize, even more than some Alphas. If you can win him over, you could potentially position yourself as his mate." "I know this. How do I get close to him? He's a hard man to talk to" "I heard that Kane is hosting a celebration soon. It's a rare opportunity
MOLLY'S POVI leaned back in my chair as Yaz and I discussed. Yaz stood, looking outside the window. "We're ready for the next phase," he said, turning to face me. I nodded. We had already talked it through. We both knew how things would go.. "The hired men are in place?" I asked. "Yes, they're moving into position as we speak. They know the drill. They'll pose as terrorists demanding money from the military. Our pack will be in chaos, just as planned."This was our moment to prove my worth, to show General Kane how smart and capable I was. We knew how much he loved smart women. He was a General after all. It was one of the reasons he was unmarried. He refused to lower his standards. He kept looking for a woman who could match his intelligence. I needed to show him that I was the woman he needed."Let's get started," I said "We don't have much time."We moved quickly, coordinating the attack with the hired men. The plan was to hire men to act as terrorists and demand money that th
MOLLY'S POVThe palace hallways were quiet. One afternoon,I was dressed and ready to go to General Kane's residence. He wanted us to plan the proposal dinner together. My mind was filled with so many thoughts. A smile spread across my face. Power was so close to me. I could taste it. As I rounded a corner, I saw Yaz. He had an annoyed expression on his face. “Molly,” Yaz said, grabbing my arm. “Why did you accept his proposal? This wasn’t part of the plan.”I glanced around to make sure we were alone before answering. “It’s the only way I can get into his office, Yaz. I heard that place is off-limits to everyone. If I’m going to find what we need, I have to be closer to him.”Yaz’s eyes narrowed “But at what cost? This is dangerous. You’re playing with fire.”I took a step closer, lowering my voice. “I know the risks. But it’s our best chance. Once I have his trust, I can get the information we need.”He tightened his grip on my arm “And what about your feelings? Do you even realize
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