LORRAINE'S POV"Isabelle?" the witch said. I looked around in confusion. Who's Isabelle?I stood there, clutching Alex and Aiden tightly behind me. My heart pounded in my chest like a drum. "Isabelle," the witch called out again. Her voice echoed through the house, making chills crawl up my spine. My grip on my son's tightened. I was so scared. I could feel their bodies trembling in fear. "You're mistaken" Neil said "There's no one named Isabelle here.""You're the one who's mistaken" The witch said "I know that voice. I recognize it" "It's probably a mistake. I have your son with me. He's been hidden for years, I think. He was inside a cold cave. I guess that's why you couldn't find him. Since, you can't enter cold places" The witch removed the hood of her cloak, revealing hollow, empty eyes. I gasped silently. She had no eyes. The sight of her face scared me even more. I did my best to shield my children so they wouldn't see her but I think they already did. "Mommy" Alex cried
LORRAINE'S POVA lump formed in my throat as Becca's words sunk in. I felt so shocked at her words. She wanted revenge. Does this mean she's going to kill the witch's son? I had to pinch myself to make sure what I was experiencing was real. I couldn't believe what has happening before my own very eyes. It looked like a movie. Saying I was shocked was an understatement. I looked at Becca in disbelief. How could she be so cruel? How could someone I trusted with my life, someone who had been like family to me, do something like this? I thought about everything Becca and I had been through. She had become like a sister to me. Even when we were banished from the pack, she didn't blame me, not once. She was always nice to me. She had stood by me through thick and thin, helping me raise my boys when times were tough. Deep down, I understood how Becca felt. She was grieving. She missed her son. I would probably want revenge if someone killed my boys. I wouldn't be able to live with myself
ALPHA KYLIAN'S POVIt had been over a week since i defeated Morra and gained control I've my pack again. After the fight, Cole and I along with some of my guards took Morra's body to the main council of the district. We explained what happened to them. They passed a verdict and proclaimed for the hundredth time that the land belonged to my pack and the clan had no right over it. The council also sent a sound warning to them. The clan agreed and promised not to bother us again. I was glad that it was all over. Currently, I stood in a corner of the grand hall in the palace. The grand hall was adorned with decorations, all thanks to Molly's orders. Soft music played in the background. The few guests in attendance moved forward with their gifts to pay respect to Molly. Molly organized a small get together for her friends and other noble members of the pack to announce her pregnancy. I watched everything from a corner, hoping to be unnoticed but sadly, that wasn't possible. Molly radia
MOLLY'S POVI stood frozen in place as I watched in horror as my friend convulsed on the floor. The sight sent a cold feeling down my spine. I could feel sweat breaking out on my forehead. Around me, my other friends screamed, their voices echoing in the room, but it felt like I was in a bubble. I was disconnected from everything happening around me.What the hell was happening? She was fine just a minute ago. We were literally all just having fun. She didn't seem sick at all. "Someone call a doctor!" I finally managed to yell. One of my friends rushed out to call someone. The rest of us got on our knees around her. Her body shook even more violently. Her head shook from side to side. Foams of saliva coated the corner of her mouth. Her eyes rolled inside. She looked like she was possessed. I had never seen anything as horrifying as this in my life. "Give her some space" I told them "Let's not suffocate her" I didn't know what to do. I just felt like doing something. Do I give her
MOLLY'S POVAs soon as the doctor told me that the virus was contagious, I felt like I couldn't breathe. Without saying another word, I made my way to my room. I needed to think, to process what I had just heard. I closed my door, leaning against it as I breathed heavily. If the virus was highly contagious then it means that a lot of people in the pack would be infected soon... Including me. The thought scared me. I clutched my swollen belly. If I caught it, would my baby be affected? I collapsed onto the edge of my bed. So many thoughts raced in my head to the point where I started feeling dizzy. My breath came in ragged gasps as my mind raced with terrifying possibilities. What if I was infected too? What if this my baby was in danger? The very thought made me feel like my heart sank to the bottom of my stomach. I thought about the possibilities. My friends and I were all gathered in my room. We all shared drinks and danced together. We hugged each other. I touched every single o
MOLLY'S POVThe next day, Kylian and I sat in his office. He wanted to talk to me about my duties as Luna, now that the pack was in a state of hysteria. He spoke about the things I could do to ease the minds of the pack members. I struggled to listen and contribute to the things he had to say. I was battling with a sickness inside me. Since last night, I haven't been myself. I started having symptoms of an illness I wasn't sure about. I felt dizzy all through the night. I was unable to sleep. I couldn't think straight. I knew I was infected but I had to act strong. I couldn't let Kylian see my weakness. If he did, I was sure that he would demand for me to be tested immediately. Even as he spoke, I could barely focus on what he said. The room around me started to spin. Kylian's form became blurry in my eyes. I did my best to pull myself together but it wasn't easy I was fighting an internal battle with myself. "Are you even listening to me?" Kylian asked me, interrupting my though
ALPHA KYLIAN'S POV. The tension in the pack got worse. A lot has happened in the past few days. Pack members became even more scared due to the death of a few more people. I instructed my guards to ensure that people took their protection seriously. We also ran tests on everyone, including the guards and palace workers. Nobody was exempted. Not even myself. We successfully isolated the people who were tested positive. As Alpha, it was my responsibility to ensure the safety of my pack and the people, but in this moment, I felt utterly helpless.I visited Molly everyday since she took ill. She was isolated from everyone else. She laid there unconscious. Her breathing remained shallow. She still wasn't stable enough. The fact that we lost our child hurt me deeply. Sadly, I couldn't dwell on my loss. I had people counting on me. I had to suck it up and move on. That's what leaders do. As Molly laid lifeless on the hospital bed, I couldn't help but wonder if there was more that I could h
ALPHA KYLIAN'S POVAs Molly broke down in tears in front of me, my heart clenched in my chest. She had lost her child. I knew that our loss would hurt her deeply. I stared at her, not knowing what to do. I wanted to comfort her but I didn't know how to. She would most likely just push me away. Her cries got even louder. Her body shook with her sobs. I could see veins pop out of her forehead. The sight of her heartbroken hurt me more and more. It was my child too. The situation hurt me more than I cared to admit. I couldn't bear to see her like this, all broken. I knew it wasn't my fault but I felt like it was. I wished there was something I could have done to prevent this. I walked closer to her and touched her shoulder, hoping to be able to offer some comfort. I wasn't good at this. I didn't know what to do at a time like this. I usually dealt with my pain alone. I never let myself get vulnerable with anyone. "Molly...." I began. She pushed my hand away from her. She looked at m
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