LORRAINE'S POVI couldn't believe my ears. Neil had a girlfriend? Well, from her words, it sounds like they weren't together anymore.I stood still, trying to listen to what they said. Neil spoke in hushed tones. I could have used my senses to hear him but in that moment, I decided it wasn't worth it. Even though they might not be dating anymore, the lady clearly had feelings for him. And from the look of things, they had unfinished business together. I didn't want to get mixed up in this drama or any sort of drama at all.I would talk to Neil tomorrow. But for now, I wanted to pack my things and go home. Hopefully, everything will blow over by tomorrow. Neil and his guest need privacy to discuss and I wanted to give them just that. Neil better have a good explanation for all of this.I started packing my things into my bag. I looked around to make sure I hadn't forgotten anything. I had just finished packing when I heard the lady say something that shocked me to my core."You can be
LORRAINE'S POVThe next day, Wes and Oscar came to visit. The kids had gone to school and Becca had gone to get some things from the supermarket, leaving the three of us alone. We settled on the couch and drank some hot tea that I made. I was grateful for their presence. If they weren't here, I would have still been dwelling on the events that happened last night. At least, I could be a bit distracted with their conversations. Surprisingly, I found myself facing a conversation I never thought I'd have: talking about the possibility that my best friend, Molly, could be a murderer."Molly?" I shrieked in surprise "No way. Why would you say that?" The first thing Wes told me was that Molly had been arrested and suspected for murder. I couldn't believe it. It wasn't possible. I've known Molly since we were kids. She was the closest friend I had. She couldn't hurt a fly. "It's chaos out there, Lorraine," he said People are scared dying. The pack members are scared. We're all confused...
LORRAINE'S POVI looked at the door, not knowing how to feel or what to do. I recalled the words of the woman. She sounded so sure and so angry. She sounded like Neil actually abandoned his kids yet here Neil is, telling me that it isn't true. My thoughts were conflicted.Could the woman be lying? After all, Rose did say she wasn't aware that Neil had a family. If he really did have one, I believe Rose would be one of the people to know. She wouldn't lie to me. She told me that Neil was a good man and I trusted her judgement. She had a gift for being right about people."She's crazy, I swear" Neil said "I sent her back to the hospital she escaped from. I have no idea how she got out but I swear to you, she won't bother us again. Before I and her family took the decision to get her treatment, she had a series of manic episodes. Something went wrong with her. Don't believe her, Lorraine. She doesn't know what she's saying"I looked at Oscar "What should I do?" Oscar touched my hand "Yo
LORRAINE'S POVI stared at the empty entrance in shock. There was no one there. The girl was gone. For a second, I wondered if everything was in my imagination. I was sure of what happened. The girl chased me all the way to the house then disappeared like nothing happened. I had a feeling that Rose wouldn't believe me.Rose closed the door then turned to me with a concerned expression."Lorraine dear" she said cautiously "Are you okay?"I took deep breaths. If I get my hands on that girl, I'll snap her neck. She's been messing with my head from day one and I don't know why. I didn't do anything to her. I even begged for her to be release. Why did she decide to play games with me? Why did she want to hurt me? I was scared for myself and for my sons. She could still be out there somewhere. She wanted to harm me. She might even try to break in later.I looked at Aiden and Alex "Go ahead and watch TV, my darlings""Okay mummy" they choruses.They ran along to the couch to continue watchi
LORRAINE'S POVI ran towards the sound which led into the woods. "Aiden!" I screamed. My heart pounded loudly in my chest as I ran. I prayed to the moon goddess that Aiden was alright. The forest got darker as I made my way in. "Aiden" I called out again.I stumbled over a few fallen branches but I didn't let that stop me. Then, in a clearing ahead, I saw him. My precious Aiden. He was lying face down on the forest floor. His hand and leg was bound together with a rope. I gasped in surprise as I saw him. "Aiden!" I criedI rushed to him and knelt beside him. I quickly cut the rope with my claws, setting him free. He gasped in relief. I could see the terror in his eyes. He must have been so scared. Who could have taken my boy? Why did they do this? My first suspect was that girl who tried to kill me. "Mummy" his voice said. He sounded afraid. I looked around to see if I would catch a sight of the kidnapper. The forest was quiet. The person who had tried to take him must have fle
ALPHA KYLIAN'S POVThe next day, the Council members decided to come to my board room for an impromptu meeting along with Esther. I was surprised to see her here. She had a sly smirk on her face. I knew that look. She was up to something. Something fishy was going on. Esther was only pelresent in situations where she knew it would benefit her. "What is the purpose of this meeting?" I inquired. Councilor Elara spoke up "Alpha Kylian, it has come to our attention that your leadership is being questioned."My fists clenched at her words. I fucking knew it. I had a feeling that this was what this meeting would be about. No matter how hard I tried, no matter what I accomplished, it would never be good enough for the council. They would always find a way to want to overthrow me, the slightest chance they got."What do you mean?" I asked. Esther spoke up "Kylian. Without a mate by your side, our future is uncertain."I banged my fist on the table "You will address me as Alpha! You along w
MORRA'S POVI made my way into the cell with a smile on my face and satisfaction in my heart. Earlier, I escorted Alpha Kylian out of the cell and made sure he was in his office before coming here. I just wanted to see Molly for the fun of it. I wanted to see the almighty Luna on her knees. I was probably the happiest person in the pack to see Molly come off her high horse. She was always so arrogant, thinking she could step on anyone without consequences, all because she was queen. I passed through the rows of prisoners, whistling as I walked. I walked down the corridor until I got to her cell. Molly sat hunched in a corner. I could hear the sounds of her sobs. Her long dark hair covered her whole face as she cried. I could see that her whole body was covered in dirt. It was kind of weird to see her like this. I was used to seeing her all dressed up. She never went anywhere without her crown. Where's her crown now? "Molly," I said. She stopped crying as soon as she heard my voice
THIRD PERSON'S POVOne of the prison guards, Damon, made his usual rounds through the cell. He did this everyday to make sure the prisoners were in check and that there were no problems. His footsteps echoed through the corridors. On his way back, a loud banging sound shattered the silence, "What in the world?" Damon muttered to himself. His senses on high alert. He prepared himself for anything bad that would happen. Maybe one of the prisoners was trying to escape. Without hesitation, he hurried towards the source of the noise. His hand tightened around the gun at his waist. Every instinct told him that something was wrong. As he rounded the corner, his eyes fell upon a fallen piece of wood, lying on the ground. He looked at the wood in confusion. He knelt down to examine the scene, searching for any clue that could tell him what had caused the noise. But there was nothing, just the fallen wood and the silence that surrounded it."What's going on?" a voice called out, snapping Dam
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