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 POVAs the days passed, General Kane and I were getting closer than I expected. I didn't expect things to get this real between us and it scared me. One day, Kane and I strolled through the garden. We walked hand in hand slowly. Kylian had never held my hand while we walked. It was obvious that our marriage was arranged. He didn't even bother to pretend in front of other people. Kane's proposal was a strategic one. I accepted his proposal because I wanted to get closer to him and make my plan work. Even at that, Kane showed me care. I was surprised that the military head would be this kind to me.As we walked, he kissed my hand. I glanced up at him. My heart skipped a beat at the softness in his gaze.“You know, I never imagined we’d get along this well,” I admitted, squeezing his hand lightly.Kane chuckled “Neither did I. But I’m glad we are.” His thumb caressed the back of my hand. His gestures always made me feel cherished.We had spent the last few days getting to know
MOLLY'S POVAs General Kane and I got closer, things got tense between Yaz and I. Yaz was growing inpatient with my lack of feedback. He demanded that I give him a positive update soon so we could proceed to the next part of our plan. That was the moment I knew I had to do something, even though deep down, I didn't want to. I had to get a particular set of documents that Yaz instructed me to get from Kane's office. I had till tomorrow to get them to him. He was growing impatient so he set a deadline for me. That night, I went to see Kane in his residence. Both of us were alone in his room, sitting on the sofa. His eyes were dark with desire and locked onto mine as he leaned in. Our lips met in a passionate kiss. We shared a connection that sent shivers down my spine. His hands roamed my body, pulling me closer, and I could feel my feelings for him growing with every touch, every whispered promise and every kiss. I was in trouble and I knew it.I tried to focus on the kiss, on the mo
LORRAINE'S POV I laid on my bed. Tears streamed down my face as I thought about my boys. I missed them so much it hurt. There was a deep ache in my chest that wouldn't go away. I prayed they were safe, wherever they were. I hugged their pillows, inhaling the faint scent of them, and cried until I couldn't anymore. Exhausted, I eventually fell into a fitful sleep.I didn't know how long I had been asleep but then, I sensed someone in the room with me. My eyes fluttered open, and I saw a shadowy figure standing at the foot of my bed. Panic filled my body. . I was alone in the house. Who could this be?Before I could scream or even react, the person lunged forward, covering my mouth with one hand while slipping a mask over my face with the other. I struggled, but the mask had a strongscent, and I felt myself slipping into unconsciousness.*I woke up with a pounding headache. I felt disoriented and confused. I didn't know how long I was out but it felt like an eternity. I took a look a
KYLIAN'S POVThe cold steel of the cell bars bit into my skin as I gripped them, my knuckles white with tension. I couldn’t shake this feeling—this overwhelming sense that something was terribly wrong. My wolf stirred within me, pacing, growling, unsettled. It had been days since they threw me in here, but I couldn’t focus on anything else but the anxiety clawing at my chest.“Something’s wrong with her,” my wolf whispered in my mind. "Lorraine."Her name echoed in my thoughts, sending a shiver through me. I pressed my forehead against the cold bars, trying to breathe through the panic rising in my chest. I could feel her. I could always feel her, like a part of me was connected to her, and right now, that bond felt dim. It felt like she was slipping away.I turned to the officer stationed just outside my cell, trying to keep my voice calm, though I knew it came out strained. “You have to find Lorraine. Something’s wrong. Please.”The officer barely glanced up from his phone, his exp
KYLIAN'S POVMy wolf's senses were all at high alert as I tried to trace Lorraine’s scent. I noticed that at Neil's place, there was no scent of any human. The only scent I could pick up were that of dust and sand. He must have deserted his home for a while now, I thought. Where could he have gone to? He was usually with Lorraine or doing his job in town, according to Lorraine. I thought of going into town, perhaps I'd find him there and he'd hopefully have an idea where Lorraine was but I couldn't go to town after I'd just broke out of prison. Not if I wanted to make sure Lorraine was fine.Finally, I decided to let my heart lead me. I turned in the direction wherever the pull was the strongest. After a few minutes of turning the way I thought was the best route, I suddenly caught Lorraine's scent. It was as strong as ever. It pulled at my heart strings and I just knew I had found her. I followed her scent. The closer I got, the more certain I was that something was terribly wron
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