LORRAINE'S POVThe past week has been a blur of events. A lot has been happening in the village. Earlier this week, we got news that there will be a drought this year which means we'll have a shortage of food. In order to solve this, Neil and some other men travelled to a pack that was willing to help us with large portions of food, to get supplies that could help us.Rose has been sick for some days now. We don't know the cause of the illness. She's been staying with us for the time being because it's not safe for her to stay alone. I was more than happy to help her. A doctor came over to our home to examine her. Still, he couldn't find anything physically wrong with her. He advised that she should get enough rest and that he would come back to check on her.Aiden hasn't said a word since the incident that happened at the park. He wasn't his usual cheerful self. He would sit down most times and stare into space. He didn't have the will to play with his brother or anyone which was ver
LORRAINE'S POVI tried to get more information our of Oscar but he seemed too scared to say more. He insisted that we had to leave. I didn't want to. It wasn't so easy to just pack up and leave but for the sake of my children, I would do anything. Instantly, I got to work. I went to my room and packed all my things into two suitcases. I took everything I needed - clothes, toiletries, my necessary documents and other things that I needed. I packed anything that could fit into my suitcases. I couldn't fight the ache in my heart. I wasn't happy about this. I really wished there was an alternative. I had been in this house for four years. It had become my home. It was a safe space for me and my sons. It was a place I turned to after I was cast out by my pack. Tears filled my eyes as I packed my things. Poor Aiden. He must be so traumatized. Only the moon goddess knows what the witch must have done to him in the forest. I'll do my best to make sure that nothing bad ever happens to my chi
LORRAINE'S POVThe car ride felt endless. We travelled for what felt like hours. The sun had already started to set by now. "Mummy" Alex cried "I'm hungry" "Sorry honey. We'll get there soon" I was in such a hurry that I forgot to pack the snacks we had in the fridge. "We'll look for food when we get there, boys" Oscar said "Hang in there" I couldn't help but notice the worried look on Oscar's face as we drove. I had never seen him look this scared before. Hours passed by. Becca held the boys in her arms as the three of them slept off. I was too worried to sleep. I prayed that the place Oscar was taking us would be safe enough for the kids to hide. I texted Neil as the car moved. I told him what had happened. He insisted on coming to see us so I put on my location. That way, he would be able to trace us. I did this since I wasn't sure of where we were going. .Finally, the car came to a stop. It was night time already. "We're here" Oscar said.I reached for the back and tapped
LORRAINE'S POVLife in the bunker had become our new reality. It involved a life of darkness and constant vigilance. We couldn't let our guard down ever. Oscar told me the witch had come looking for Aiden. I thought of moving somewhere else but we had nowhere else to go. Oscar told me that staying here is still the safest option. We had been here for close to a week now. Every day was a journey for survival. The boys were getting used to it slowly. Life here wasn't too comfortable but I was grateful to Oscar for his help. Living here without amenities we were all used to was a challenge especially with two kids. However, Becca had been of great help to us. "Mommy, when can we go back home?" Alex asked me.We were laying down in my room. Ever since we got here, they refused to sleep alone. I didn't blame them. It would take some getting used to before they could finally be comfortable. I pulled him and Aiden close. They snuggled closer to me. "Soon, my loves," I whispered. My voice
ALPHA KYLIAN'S POVI looked at Morra in shock. What the hell is going on? Elder Thorne was right. That mark did belong to a terrorist group. I remember my father telling me about them. I recognized the symbol. It belonged to "The Shadow Legion". I remembered the masked man I saw previously. I saw him in the woods the day I went back to Morra's cabin. I dismissed it as my imagination but now, I knew it wasn't. It wasn't just a coincidence either. Morra had been working with them from the start. The mask the man wore belonged to The Shadow Legion group as well. I felt so disappointed in myself. I let a terrorist into my pack, into my palace. Yaz and Oscar tried to warn me. They knew something was wrong with her. I was too blinded by sympathy. The fact that she reminded me of Lorraine blinded my senses too. I refused to see reason with them. Even Molly tried to warn me. I should have done my research on her before letting her in but I didn't. How could I be so foolish? This was Morra's
ALPHA KYLIAN'S POVThe more I looked at Morra, the more aggravated I got. Fury pumped in my veins. At this point, I started to see red. How could Morra do this to me? How dare she claim my throne? I would defend the crown for as long as I lived. I am king and I'll be damned if I let anyone take that title away from me. I had been nothing but kind to her. I took her in, believing she had nobody else to turn to. I didn't know this was all part of her plan. How could she betray me like this? After everything I had done for her. I'll kill Morra myself, with my bare hands. I lunged at her. Surprisingly, I wasn't able to move. I tried again. For some reason, I remained frozen in place. What's going on? Morra laughed "I knew you would try to do that"I reached out for her again. My muscles were locked. It was as if an invisible force held me captive. "It's no use, Kykain" Morra said "You're stressing yourself over nothing"."What are you doing to me?" I gritted my teeth in frustration.
ALPHA KYLIAN'S POVI sat there in the dark room, closing my eyes. It felt as if the walls were closing in around me. Due to how dark it was, I had lost all track of time. I had no idea how long I had been here. I wasn't used to being locked up or being uncomfortable. I was a fucking Alpha. I was used to having everything I wanted. While I stayed in this room, Lorraine's face haunted me. I imagined her being locked up in that dark cell. It must have been so hard for her. Now that I'm going through the same thing, I understand how she must have felt. She must have been so scared. She shouldn't have been in a place like that. She was too beautiful to be punished that way. But my anger didn't let me think it through. Her face haunted me everyday. Being in this room, I had enough time to think. I saw her face everywhere, every time I opened my eyes and every time I closed them. The thought of her kept me company. It helped me pass time. I thought of us together, imagining how life would
ALPHA KYLIAN'S POVThe hours stretched endlessly. I had no idea how long I had been in here. It could have been days or a month even. I didn't care anymore. All I could think about was Lorraine. Her image remained vivid in my mind. The memory of her smile, her touch, it's all I have left to hold onto in this dark place.My wolf stirred restlessly within me. I could feel an ache pulsing through my veins. My mind wasn't at rest. I felt uneasy and it's not just because of the state of the pack. My wolf called out to Lorraine. I couldn't stop thinking about her. I can feel his longing, his desperation to find her, to reunite with our mate. It was a bit surprising to me. I rejected her. Our mate bond is supposed to be broken. I'm supposed to have forgotten about her. Why does it feel like our bond is still strong? Why can't I forget her? My heart ached for her. Sadly, I had to tell myself the truth. There was no hope of finding her. I didn't know where she was. I would have asked Wes but
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