JAke's POVThe silence in the car weighed on me, heavy and suffocating as I sped towards Genelia's location. I knew where she was. I had to save her. I was a fool to not protect those around me before launching this attack.Well, Dane didn't know my relation with Genelia and I didn't see it as a threat. But I had leveraged Asher and I should have kept his family safe. I ordered immediately to protect the rest of Asher's pack and even John's family from now on. I wasn't going to repeat the mistake twice.My thoughts were scattered, torn between Genelia and Elsa, each second ticking away like a countdown. My mind slipped back to Elsa, her scream echoing in my ears. I wanted to go to her, save her. I knew she was in some kind of danger. But here I was going somewhere else.I stared out the window, trying to focus, but Xander, sitting beside me, smirked victoriously, snapping me back to the present.“I am simply the best." He looked up with confidence. He pointed at his laptop and showed m
Jake’s POVWhen we reached the old forgotten factory surrounded by thick woods, I could immediately feel the threat hanging in the air. Dane had changed this place to a den for criminals and illegal activities. As soon as we stepped out of the vehicle, I saw Dane and Lunaria’s forces crawling all over it like rats. I clenched my fists as my small team, Xander and I crept closer, already catching the scent of wolves and rogues.Dane or Genelia were nowhere to be found. “You have got to be kidding me,” Xander muttered, eyes scanning the crowd. “They really brought in Lunaria to fight with Asher?”My hands trembled as claws emerged. "It’s not just them," I said, gritting my teeth. "Rogues. Lots of them.""Why?" Xander was confused."Maybe he knows He wasn't expecting Asher, but me..." I whispered, clenching my fists"Shit!" Xander groaned as we charged towards them. The air was thick with the smell of violence. A snarl ripped from my throat, challenging them. Claws and teeth, blood and
Elsa's POVWhen I woke up, the first thing I noticed was that I was alone by a tree. A lot of weird plants were spread across me as if to mask my scent. I groaned, scratching my head. I looked for my father, still tipsy. I looked around, trying to remember where I was, and what had happened. But everything was a blur. The last thing I remember was the accident spot. And then I saw the moonlight glistening over a waterbody, not far from here.Water.I walked towards it, feeling thirsty. I washed my face and quenched my thirst, but that's when I saw him. Damon, my father, was sitting on a large stone, staring at nothing. His fingers rubbed against his wrist constantly, like a loop and he kept repeating something frantically. I walked towards him, my steps slow and deliberate. That's when the pendant glistened under the moonlight and I realized what he was doing. I gasped when I saw the wound on his chest. He was rubbing the crescent moon's sharp edgest so harshly, his skin on his ches
Damon's POVWhen I finally reached the waterbody, I let Elsa rest beneath the shelter of an old oak. The madness in me simmered, threatening to break free. I was a mere puppet of Dane, and my job was to stop Elsa from shifting. If needed, I should kill her as well.But something didn't allow me to even do a single scratch on her. She seemed so precious, so important. And I had been restless ever since I brought her to my home for some years now. That place, which I really didn't bother about, was beginning to feel like home.By now, one thing I have realized. Despite these feelings, this fatherly love, I still had no control when I saw her as a threat to Dane's mission. I was afraid, this side of me, the dominant side of me, would harm her eventually. The only thing that kept me in control and my sanity intact for now was sharp, shooting pain.I looked at her. She was unconscious and helpless. I should protect her, care for her, and stand for her as her father. I wanted to tell her how
Elsa's POV"Elsa!" Asher closed his eyes, embracing his fate. How could he? How could he accept death?I shivered, watching in horror as Damon closed in on Asher. His grip tightened, and Asher’s face paled. I looked at everyone, hoping someone would save him. But no one dared to move an inch. And Dane looked at them like he was watching a great show.My heart pounded in my chest, and I screamed inside. But before I could do anything something massive struck Damon, sending him crashing to the ground. Asher coughed. But he was safe.A howl tore through the forest, echoing in the night. The sound was fierce, raw, and powerful. My vision blurred for a second before I realized it had come from me. It was me who had saved Asher!I stood there, my body no longer human, but my wolf. I had shifted. Despite the drugs. When or how, I had no idea. All I knew was that this power coursing through me was new, stronger than anything I had ever felt. I growled, stepping forward, my eyes locking on Dane
Elsa's POV The battle was chaos. Jake’s side of wolves was nothing if not relentless and brutal. They were a sight to behold in a war. And I was only contributing as little as I could. They crashed into Dane’s forces, shifting the tide almost instantly. The clash of wolves was deafening, the air thick with growls, the tearing of flesh, and the sound of bodies hitting the ground. The blood beneath us was stained to dark red, showing that this was a blood bath. “Stay together!” Jake’s voice roared through the pack link, commanding and fierce. “Don’t let them break the line!” I could hear him, too, perhaps through our bond. I could feel the determination surging through the pack bond. Jake’s presence was like an anchor in the madness. His massive black wolf, a towering figure of raw strength, tore through the enemy ranks. With every swipe of his claws, with every snap of his jaws, he was taking down Dane’s men one by one and their numbers began to dwindle faster. If not for my fat
Elsa's POV As the door clicked shut behind me, Xander leaned casually against the sleek black car. He was like a breath of fresh air. Jake was off meeting the council about Sylvie’s trial at the werewolf council. Jake had turned the werewolf world upside down and found out Sylvie hiding in the Silvermoon pack. There were too many proofs against her and even the Silvermoon pack after learning the truth had given their statement against her and Dane. Still, I hadn’t been able to shake the restless feeling all morning. Even though I was invited, I didn’t want to be there. If I had my way, she wouldn’t be rotting in prison; she would be dead like Dane. Well, it was Lydia who under Jake's guidance managed to gather most evidence against Sylvie, gaining support from Jake. Even if I was wary of her, I knew she was Kathy's mother and also the Luna of my former and still friendly pack. "Ready?" Xander asked. I was glad to see him. He had recovered well and now he was even acting as my cha
Just then, Kathy and John approached, as if the weight of the day was already pressing on them. "Elsa," Kathy called out, her voice bright. "It’s really happening, huh? Are you sure you don't want this?" I smiled, feeling her nervous energy buzzing around her. "No! You ready for this?" Kathy let out a breath, her eyes scanning the faces of the pack members scattered across the clearing. "I have trained for this my whole life, but now that it’s here, I just...I don’t want to screw it up." "You won’t," I assured her, placing a hand on her shoulder. "The pack believes in you. And John will be by your side, as will all of us." John stepped forward and gave Kathy a reassuring nod. "She is right, Kath. You have got this." Kathy’s eyes softened as she looked at John. The bond between them was undeniable. They weren’t mates, but they had a connection that ran deeper. "I couldn’t do this without you," Kathy said quietly, and John leaned closer and kissed her. "Gross! Just get a room alr