Mireya noticed that the intensity of communication between her and Torin had increased lately. The reason was that there were many unexpected things that forced them to talk frequently. Just like this morning, Torin contacted her again, and the topic he brought up made her sure that the conversation would not end quickly.Mireya blinked in disbelief. "W-what did you say, Torin? There's a possibility that the Munest family is planning a revenge?" She shook her head several times. "That's impossible.""It could be because of Vione's scandal," Torin said bluntly. Then he added a very reasonable possibility. "I'm sure the incident with Vione is enough to shake the loyalty of the Munest family. Surely they are now preparing a plan to take revenge on Usher and you."Mireya's eyes narrowed. Her look reflected doubt. "That sounds plausible, but I didn't think they would go that far.""As I said. They must be desperate. They are ashamed of the shame that has befallen Vione. Being a deposed Lun
Usher froze as he listened to every detail of the conversation between The Past Usher and Mireya. Every word they spoke, every detail of the plan they were about to execute, sparked fear that quickly spread throughout his body. Worse, the dark memories he had buried deep within himself resurfaced, adding to the horror that pushed him to the brink of despair.Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, then ran down his temples. Usher's lips turned pale and trembled. No, this can't happen again. Wasn't it supposed to be later? Wasn't it still a long way from that day?Usher vividly remembered that the day Addy and Hilary had been captured by the Palace was still far away, not this day. But the conversation between The Past Usher and Mireya indicated that the event would happen again soon. Just as it had happened with him and The Past Vione, he had rejected The Past Vione earlier than before.A growl rumbled in Usher's chest. Fear and anger at himself hit him hard. He realized that the past w
Everything happened so fast. It seemed like only a minute ago that the golden wolf had arrived, and now the warriors of the Frostholm Pack were scattered everywhere. They all landed on the ground in a pitiful state, even though they weren't injured at all. With precise and measured movements, the golden wolf managed to knock down the warriors without causing any injuries.Everyone was stunned. Their eyes widened in disbelief as they saw how helpless the warriors were in front of the golden wolf."You," Mireya growled, a possibility immediately coming to her mind. Her guess was that the golden wolf was the mysterious man Addy had encountered. But there was something that made her heart beat uncomfortably. An unpleasant premonition made her wonder. "Who are you?"The golden wolf glared at Mireya. He growled, and his eyes seemed to glow more intensely the longer he stared at Mireya. It was as if an immense rage consumed him.On the other hand, Mireya's body felt a piercing cold from the
A sickening sensation hit him, shaking with unimaginable agony. Usher seemed to suffer greatly, almost collapsing several times before finally reaching the secret room of the palace.The cold floor greeted Usher's weak and powerless body. He collapsed completely in a pitiful state. He tried to stand up, but his body felt heavy. It was as if all his strength had been drained, replaced by frustration and despair that tore him apart.Usher felt his chest tighten with regret and sadness. All those negative emotions burst out in the form of heartbreaking, hysterical sobs."Forgive me, Vione," Usher whimpered in a most pitiful manner. He closed his eyes tightly, and all the memories of the earlier tragedy spun in his head. "Forgive me."All the memories of his failures hit Usher like endless waves. Memories of times when he couldn't protect the most important people in his life came like a whirlwind, destroying his sanity. In the end, he realized that all his decisions, actions, and efforts
"Mireya! What happened to you?"The Past Usher's voice thundered. The hall of the palace was filled with the undeniable concern that echoed in his voice. He had received reports about the incident involving the capture of the Munest family. According to the information he had, Mireya had been injured after being bitten by a golden wolf, and now he saw the truth of the report with his own eyes."Usher."The Past Usher quickly walked over to Mireya. They met in the middle of the hall. "Are you hurt?" he asked again, looking at Mireya's bandaged arm. He lifted Mireya's hand and his eyes widened. "What happened? How did you get hurt like that?"Mireya didn't answer, the words of The Past Usher ringing in her ears like the buzzing of bees. She remained silent; her gaze fixed on The Past Usher's eyes. In her heart she asked. Is that you, Usher? Did you save Vione? Are you playing with me now?"Mireya?" The Past Usher released Mireya's injured hand and held both of her upper arms instead. Hi
Mireya made sure the coast was clear. The Past Usher had left, and the Omegas who had been assigned to take care of her morning needs had also left the room. She was alone in the Alpha's chamber.Mireya was not going to waste this opportunity. She was determined to put an end to the fear that had plagued her heart for the past few days. She needed concrete evidence to confirm her suspicions. At the very least, she wanted to find clues that could either strengthen or weaken her suspicions about The Past Usher.Mireya turned on the computer and accessed the prison's surveillance system. Her goal was the surveillance footage of the dungeon area. She reviewed all the recordings from the past week, but none of the footage gave her any clues.Mireya's expression became more serious. Her forehead furrowed slightly. If the golden wolf really was Usher, it seemed impossible that he wouldn't visit Vione in the dungeon. At the very least, Garth would have visited Vione. Does this mean that the g
The past repeats itself. Exactly the same, without any differences. Ayla still had visions of Phillip, which caused an uproar. The pack demanded the Honesty Tribunal for Mireya and a trial for the past Vione. But it wasn't this that bothered Usher, it was the events that followed, which prompted him to take immediate action.Usher's first priority was to prevent The Past Vione from escaping from prison. For shortly after Mireya's birth, The Past Usher would fall into a coma, and The Past Vione, who loved him dearly, would decide to escape without caring for anything else.Usher had to prevent that. He couldn't allow The Past Vione to be in danger. Moreover, the most important reason he couldn't let The Past Vione escape—even though he knew she would be safe—was to keep his focus intact. He couldn't keep watching over The Past Vione and Mireya's guards who were trying to find The Past Vione while the most important thing he had to prevent was the death of Garth and Jemma.Usher would w
Garth's struggling stopped instantly. He froze and his heart seemed to stop beating at that moment. For of the many complicated things that filled his mind, this was the one that confused him the most. How could he know? How could he know that I was going to meet Ayla and ask Rowena for the antidote? How could he know all that?Garth blinked with uncertainty. He swallowed the lump that seemed to be blocking his throat, then asked in a very low voice due to shock, "W-what did you say?""I know your plan with Jemma," Usher whispered with emphasis. "I know your good intentions to get the antidote, but this is not the time to do it."Garth's body shivered. Usher's answer made him even more confused because he and Jemma had planned this only a short time ago. "How did you know?"Usher growled, unconsciously tightening his grip on Garth's wrist. "That's not important, Garth. What's important now is that you do as I say. Postpone your plan to cure Usher."The pain made Garth flinch. But it w
Vione couldn't answer Jemma's words. Her heart was truly touched and she fell silent, only able to look at Usher, knowing that everything Jemma had said was the undeniable truth. Pregnancy was always a happy announcement. But Vione's pregnancy was more than joy; it was a blessing. For Usher, Jemma, Rowena and the Frostholm Pack, Vione's pregnancy was the greatest gift the Moon Goddess had given them. So, it was no surprise that when the palace announced Vione's pregnancy, the entire pack rejoiced and celebrated everywhere. Without exception, the news spread to the farthest corners of the Frostholm Pack territory. Smiles and beaming eyes adorned the faces of every member of the pack. They continued to give thanks for all the good things that had happened to the pack—from their victory in the war to Vione's pregnancy—and they didn't forget to pray for Vione's wellbeing. Ayla, the Sacred Elder, made hasty preparations. She arranged for a blessing ceremony for Vione's pregnancy to be h
There was a bright, blinding light. It seemed to be the morning sun, its warmth soothing her soul. Vione wasn't alone. Next to her was Usher, always holding her hand. They were talking, laughing, when suddenly a scene made her eyes widen. "Sylvia, come back! Don't go too far! Oh, God! Silas, can you go after her?"Usher pulled Vione into his arms. "Don't worry, she won't get lost. They're smart kids." "Usher," Vione groaned, pressing her lips together and raising her hand to point. "That's too—" Vione frowned. Something was holding her hand. Something was stroking the back of her hand, squeezing her fingers. "U-Usher." "Vione? Are you awake?" Usher's voice echoed in her head, like the buzzing of a thousand bees, driving that beautiful memory from her mind. It made her slightly dizzy and she moaned softly. "Vione? Can you hear my voice?" Vione frowned and slowly opened her eyes. She saw Usher's face, filled with immeasurable relief. "Usher." "Oh, thank God," Usher whispered, k
The meeting was only ten minutes old—it had only just started—and the first presentation had only just been given, but Usher's concentration was already disturbed. He couldn't concentrate on the data being presented. His mind kept wandering back to Vione. He had tried to ignore it, but suddenly his heart was pounding with an unfamiliar rhythm.Usher held his breath. Vione. Had something happened to her?At the same time, Usher saw Garth reach into the inside pocket of his suit. He watched as Garth stepped out of the meeting to take a phone call and for some reason Usher was certain that the call had something to do with Vione.Usher's intuition was right. Immediately after the call, Garth approached him and whispered in his ear."Alpha, Cora just reported that Luna fainted at a banquet—"Usher immediately got up from his seat. He left and Garth quickly said, "The meeting will be postponed."Then Garth hurried after Usher. They left the office five minutes later, Garth driving as fast
Two days later Rowena was ready. With her was Cora, whom Usher had specially assigned to accompany her on her journey.Rowena cupped Vione's cheeks. "Don't worry, Vione. We'll see each other often. Besides, it's the only way I can make up for leaving you as a baby.""No, Mama." Vione held Rowena's hands. "You did it so I could live with other werewolves. I understand that."Still, Rowena's guilt remained. So, she promised to make up for it with happiness and togetherness in the future."I hope you take good care of yourself, Mama," Vione said, calming her heart. Then she took off the moon necklace she was wearing. She put the moon necklace into Rowena's hand. "Let me know if anything happens."Rowena nodded. "Of course."Vione and Usher watched Rowena leave, certain that this wasn't goodbye. In truth, they were just living apart. They would keep in touch. They would still meet and visit. So, everything would be fine. There was nothing to worry about.That was what Rowena believed too.
Vione's hope was the promise she had made to Ivan. After so much suffering and sacrifice, there was only one thing she wanted most: to live a peaceful life surrounded by those she loved—Usher, Jemma and Rowena.They were owed many happy days because of the tragedies that had unfolded over the years, along with the war. Now Vione simply wanted to repay that debt by enjoying their time together, especially with Rowena.For countless days, Vione had longed for the loving touch of her biological parents. Despite the fact that her life with Addy and Hilary had been happy and full of love, she could not deny that deep down there was a part of her that longed for the warmth and love of her real parents. And when she learned that Ivan was long gone, all her hopes were placed in Rowena.Vione wanted to experience the affection she had only imagined. She wanted to spend endless days with Rowena in the palace. But it seemed that Rowena had other thoughts than her own."W-what do you mean, Ma?" V
Silence. Ivan and Rowena both stood still, staring at Vione without blinking."I'm meeting Usher, Dad," Vione said again. She pouted as she continued, "We've been dating since the night of the Coming-of-Age Ceremony." Her face flushed, obviously embarrassed. "When we were celebrating at the palace, and that's when we..."Vione didn't finish her sentence, but both Ivan and Rowena understood. They could guess what had happened that night. But one thing was still unclear to them.Ivan cleared his throat. He rubbed his chin, looking puzzled. "Usher?" he asked. "Which Usher are you talking about?""Papa," Vione groaned, feeling even more helpless. She was completely embarrassed. "There's only one Usher I know, the one you both know, Usher Thorne."Ivan's mouth opened, but no words came out. He seemed genuinely shocked and needed a little more time to fully process the name Usher Thorne.Ivan stared at Vione. "Usher Thorne?"The doorbell rang at the same moment. Vione's eyes widened. She lo
A month had passed since the war against the Nimbria Pack, and now normal days were once again colouring the Frostholm territory. Everyone carried on with their activities as before, full of energy and joy. The children played and went to school without a trace of fear, while the adults worked diligently, occasionally breaking into light chatter and laughter.There were no worries. Fear and anxiety about the future had vanished, replaced by happy, vibrant faces. They knew that the danger that had loomed over them for years had been overcome.On the other hand, the peace that now surrounded the Frostholm Pack did not lull Usher into complacency. He refused to become arrogant. Instead, the tragedy that had befallen the Nimbria Pack had taught him many lessons. He would not be careless and would make sure that this would never happen again.As a basis for preventive measures, Berg continued to increase security throughout the territory. Inspections of outsiders became more thorough and r
A heavy silence had fallen over the Frostholm territory since the night before. The area was truly desolate, with no sign of the Frostholm pack except for Berg and the guards stationed everywhere to protect the borders and the palace. The rest of the pack had evacuated to Amerotha Forest, hiding under the protection of Rowena's magic.The tension was palpable. The members of the pack seemed restless, their minds filled with fear, even though their safety was guaranteed within the forest. They knew that this security did not extend to those fighting in the war; there was no guarantee of safety for them.No one could close their eyes. They couldn't even stay in their tents. Instead, they chose to gather together and pray without ceasing.Hope poured from the depths of their hearts. Every prayer was accompanied by sincerity, and many shed tears. Their sorrow ran deep, and the Amerotha Forest could feel it.A blue-golden light slowly emerged, flowing from the ground and spreading everywhe
One thing Usher would remember for the rest of his life was that war never brought anything good. On the contrary, only bad things came out of war—death, pain, loss, suffering. For this reason, he would do everything in his power to ensure that there would be no more wars in the future—at least not in his lifetime—even if it meant making extreme choices.Usher hated war and he hated killing, but this time he put those feelings aside to ensure the safety of the Frostholm Pack. He had learned from experience that Kendrick's compassion could never touch the humanity of the Nimbria Pack. In truth, greed had blinded the Nimbria Pack, causing them to ignore the opportunity presented by the Frostholm Pack. Worse still, the Nimbria Pack saw Kendrick's decision as a sign of weakness, leading them to attack again whenever they had the chance.So, this time, Usher abandoned all compassion and humanity. The Nimbria Pack didn't deserve it. Instead, he would make sure that the Nimbria Pack felt all