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Elsa's POV When I woke up, a pungent smell welcomed me, jolting me fully awake. "Where am I?" I could feel my wolf was still struggling. I looked around. The room was dimly lit and the air was heavy with dust. This was definitely someone's home, but it felt so unhygienic, not suitable for living. I blinked, trying to make sense of where I was.My body ached, and my wrists were tied to the chair I was slumped in. I strained against the ropes, but they wouldn’t budge. My eyes roamed the room. It was a dilapidated house, with crumbling walls, and a damp, musty smell that made me feel even more trapped.On the wall, in a corner were three identical dark cloaks hung alongside a mask. So the cloaked man had brought me to his house. I wondered even if I could call this a house. Why would anyone live like this?I shivered, not just from the cold but from the eerie sense of isolation. Outside the cracked window, I could see nothing but trees, endles
Once I had finished eating, he stood and made another call. “She has finished the meal,” he said, his voice flat.I stared at him, my heart sinking as I asked, as soon as he dropped the call. “Was the food drugged?”He hesitated, the briefest flicker of worry, but he didn’t answer.My mind raced. I should have been terrified of this man, but the feeling of familiarity wouldn’t leave me. It tugged at my memory, like a puzzle I couldn’t quite solve. He was strong, agile, and clearly powerful. But something about him seemed... lost. Like he didn’t know why he was doing this, or maybe he had forgotten.Was he drugged, too? I wondered. Maybe he was just as much a prisoner as I was.I closed my eyes, and finally, after what felt like an eternity, my wolf reached out to me."You are still with me," I whispered in my mind, relief washing over me."Barely," she responded. "We have been drugged twice, Elsa. If they drug us again, we might not have the strength to shift before the Blood Moon.""
Sylvie's POV "Are you out? And safe?" Dane asked at the other end of the phone. "Yes. Are you sure I should leave and you will take care of the rest?" I asked, a bit nervous, though I doubted my staying would be of any help. "You have done your part. Elsa is kidnapped."He informed me, making me feel a bit better. Our plan was working fine. I knew the cloaked man was capable. But I wasn't sure he would be able to do this task without hesitating. But Dane had been right about him. He is now a mindless puppet, an errand boy. "You will be fine, right?" I paused for a second, my mind reeling. "We will be together after this right?""Sylvie, everything will be fine. Trust me. Everything is arranged, and I will call you when this is over." He paused, and the silence gnawed at me. My knuckles tightened on the wheel as I waited for me to answer the other part, the most crucial part. "Are you sure no one is tailing you this time?" He asked, making me feel dejected. Was he procrastinat
Sylvie's POV Continued... Even today, I feel my chest tighten at the thought of how he had abandoned me. I stepped on the wheel, feeling the need to run away from those haunting memories. But as I moved ahead, I saw a couple and their child driving past me from the other side, pulling me deeper into the memory lane. Sophia took me in, she gave me a purpose and made me go back to college. Everything was well on the front. But every time I saw Dane and Linda together, that broke my heart. At home, I began to feel suffocated to see my sister with Damon enjoying a blissful life while I was struggling to have anything because I had no wolf. Why was the moon goddess cruel enough to give her a strong wolf, a strong mate, and leave me under her shadows? I was determined to rise to power, and before I knew I coveted Sophia's life. And finally, I had a perfect opportunity to materialize my dreams. Damon. Sophia was out with Elsa and some friends, giving me an opening to execute my plan
Asher's POV "He is my mate!" That line kept echoing through my mind, no matter how many punches I threw into the bag. My chest ached unbearably like it would explode any minute now. I had met her with hope. I thought she would finally see me as someone who had always valued her, someone who had never stopped caring for her. I believed that once she understood, she might see me as more than just a friend. But the conversation had gone in a direction I never saw coming. We talked about everything else. Except how I truly felt. I even lied that I didn't have any feelings for her. And in the end, she told me something I had suspected for some time now, but chose to ignore blatantly. Jake. Jake was the one she liked, and it wasn’t just a crush that I could compete. He was her mate. She will forever be mine unrequited love. I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t want to believe it. At first, I thought maybe she said it to make the rejection easier, to soften the blow. But I knew Elsa too
Asher's POV Continued... As we left, I glanced at John. His jaw was tight, his fists clenched. He was more than worried now. He was terrified. But like me, he was suppressing his emotions. Because the man in front of us is Dane White, also the father of Kathy and husband of Linda. “Asher, what’s going on?” he demanded. “Tell me the truth.” I took a deep breath, knowing that what I was about to say would change everything. “Dane’s hiding something. I think he’s keeping Kathy hidden somewhere.” John’s eyes widened, fear flickering across his face. “Kathy? My Kathy? He wouldn’t… He is her father! why?” “He might,” I said, my voice firm. “He... Do you remember the fire in Elsa's house? He is the one who started it. With Sylvie.” John's jaw dropped and his eyes widened as if I told him something alien. He couldn't believe what he was hearing and he asked me again to verify it. "How could he do something like this? He... He... I have seen him for years, almost regarding him as my o
Elsa's POVAs I stare at the empty room, my eyes linger back to the duck paintings on the wall again. There were almost hundreds of them, but each one was strikingly similar to the other and to what my father had once taught me. Somehow, it offered me a sense of calm... also renewed my will to survive. I couldn’t die here, not like this. I wouldn’t.I had to know who the cloaked man was.Now that I recollected his patterns and how he behaved, I was certain he was mind-controlled. And I knew who. Dane. I was sure of it now. He had no free will, no control over his actions. A puppet, living in shadows. And perhaps in his dark world, this duck was the only ray of light, and so was mine now. I wanted to find some clues as I looked around the tiny, dimly lit room. My wolf stirred inside me, faintly. "Do you feel something odd?" I asked her, searching for some kind of confirmation.Her voice was soft, weak. "Yes... there is something about him. Something... familiar. But I can't be sure. It
Elsa's POV The phone buzzed, snapping him out of his daze.I hissed, as he stared at the name reflecting on the screen. Dane. A flash of confusion darted across his eyes as he looked at me, and then back at his phone.He immediately stood up, his demeanor changing. It was like every cell in his body was determined to serve Dane and he could not resist him. He answered the phone, his posture stiffening, voice unreadable as he muttered only a few words to show his agreement and submission.I strained to listen, but heard nothing from the other side. My wolf was too weak for me to use my lupine senses. When he hung up, he looked at me again, his gaze softening immediately like he was... conflicted.“What did he ask you to do?” My voice cracked, but I managed to keep my gaze steady. “Kill someone for him? Maybe... me?”Something dark flashed in the man’s eyes. Anger? No. Confusion. He clenched his fists and then looked away, taking a deep breath as if to control himself. He was wrestling
e knew I wanted him. He knew I had been begging for this for a long time... even before everything unraveled. Honestly since the day we met. He didn't pull out his finger but to my utter pleasure he inserted another... and then another as he began to scissor my insides. "Ah... Like that... Damn! Oh, yes!" I moaned heavily in pleasure. I was leaking wet, my juices flowing freely. He was back to kissing and sucking on my nipples while his fingers worked their magic, churning my insides. Electric tingles emerged from my nipples, coursing down to my core. The sensation was overwhelming. Growing impatient, I searched for Jake's erection. And when I found it, I grabbed it as if my life depended on it. I began to glide my hands skillfully as he began to crumble. "Elsa!" He groaned, twitching under my sudden touch. "Don't! Argh!" "Fuck! This feels so good! Damn it!" His eyes rolled back as he grunted with pleasure. I was now skillful at this. When he had not much time, or I visited his o
Elsa's POV That night... the moment we entered into the house, the clothes fell immediately. Jake had already asked everyone to leave the entire mansion to just the two of us. "Fuck!" Jake groaned huskily at my touch. But then he pulled me closer, his lips finding mine in a fervent kiss. He got bolder, matching my intensity. He pressed me against the wall, my legs crossed against his hips as he squeezed my ass and deepened the kiss. When his lips left mine, they trailed down towards my jaw and then to my neckline before settling on the soft spot of mate bond. As soon as he sucked on the spot near my neck, I gasped heavily, a pleasurable wave spreading across me, sending goosebumps all over. "Urrgghhh..." I groaned, my voice muffled with pleasurable whimpers. The sounds of our passion filled the room as Jake’s touch ignited a fire within me. He then carried me over and placed me on a desk after flipping everything down. He parted my legs, rubbing my clit, continuing his onslaught.
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
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
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"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
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 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
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