Helios’ POV
The world around me was slipping. At first, I thought it was just the weakness from my wounds, the slow-healing injuries that should have closed by now but remained stubborn, festering. But the moment my wolf, Hades, let out a soul-crushing howl inside my mind, I knew something was wrong.No, something was gone. A deep, hollow ache, spread through my chest, a pain far worse than any wound. My limbs turned to lead, my body burning and freezing all at once. My breathing hitched, coming in shallow, desperate gasps.And then it hit me. She left. My mate, my Luna, and my Starlight had left. The bond… our pack bond… was severed. I felt it vanish, like a tether that had been keeping me grounded suddenly snapping. And with it, my already failing body collapsed.A strangled noise escaped my throat as I felt my connection to everything fade, my pack, my wolf, my very soul. Hades howledStar’s POVThe motel room was dim, the flickering bulb above casting weak light across the peeling wallpaper. It was a cheap place, nothing like the cold, grand halls of the Moonlit Pack’s estate. But here, I was alone and Free. Or so I thought.The pain hadn’t left. If anything, it had worsened. My limbs ached, my wolf, Sky, was eerily silent, and my head pounded like a war drum. I lay curled up on the bed, my breath shallow. I didn’t regret leaving. But my body did.A soft knock on the door startled me. My fingers curled instinctively, muscles tensing despite the exhaustion. No one should know I was here. Cautiously, I pulled myself upright and walked to the door, pressing my ear against it. “Star,” a familiar voice whispered. “Please, child, open the door.” My breath hitched. Celeste.I yanked the door open, and there she stood, the mystical healer of the Moonlit Pack. Her silver hair shimmered under the hallway’s dim light, and her w
Star's POVI stood there at the threshold of the infirmary, my eyes trained on Helios. His eyes flickered open, meeting mine with a mixture of confusion, weakness, and... something else I couldn’t quite place.I felt the flicker of recognition deep within me. But it was buried beneath layers of everything he’d put me through, every insult, every cold look, every time I was cast aside as insignificant. This was Helios. The future alpha. The man who thought the world revolved around him. But I wasn’t here to coddle him.The murmurs from the pack grew louder, like a tide of anxiety slowly rising. They had been watching me, waiting for me to make my move. But I had already made it. I stepped forward, my heels clicking against the sterile floor, the sound echoing through the room like a declaration of war.The pack was behind me, outside the infirmary, in the corridors, in the hallways, all of them waiting for a sign. Waiting for me to give t
Star's POVThe atmosphere was still with tension. The moment I stepped into the infirmary, the entire pack felt it, their gazes trained on me like hawks, waiting for a sign, a reason to breathe. Helios was still unconscious, his body pale and fragile, a shell of the man he once was. But the moment my feet hit the cold floor, a strange sense of relief washed over me.It wasn’t for him. It wasn’t even for the pack. It was for me. I could feel the shift in the air, like everything was aligning for this one moment. Helios was no longer the mighty, untouchable alpha. He was broken, vulnerable, and the only way to save him, to save this pack, was for me to mark him.The bond we had always been reluctant to embrace would now define us. But not in the way he’d imagined. His body was weak. He barely moved as I approached him.“Helios,” I whispered, leaning over him, my breath cold against his skin
Helios' POVThe burning sensation from her bite was still fresh against my skin, but something more profound had shifted deep within me. The pack was silent, their collective gaze heavy on my body as the mark she left on me began to glow faintly.It wasn’t just my skin that was healing, no, it was deeper than that. My entire being was mending itself, like a broken chain slowly knitting itself together, stronger than before. The pain I had been enduring for days, the weakness I had grown accustomed to, began to fade. The bruises from the rogue attack, the lingering fatigue, everything started to feel less oppressive, less life-threatening.I could feel her wolf, powerful and proud, weaving into my veins like a fire spreading through dry wood. The surge of power was intoxicating, and I could sense her all around me, her energy more potent than anything I had ever experienced.
Helios' POVThree days. That was all it took. The mark she left on me had done what nothing else could. It healed me, body, mind and soul. I could feel the strength surging through me, the healing coursing through my veins, but I knew it wasn’t the mark itself. It was the power she held over me, the power I had tried to deny. Now, it was undeniable.I stood at the edge of the pack house, feeling the immensity of the transformation I had gone through. Once, I had been the untouchable future alpha, the one everyone looked up to and feared. But now? Now I was different. And I was okay with it. No, I was more than okay with it. For the first time, I realized that this wasn’t weakness. This was power. True power. The kind that didn’t need to be flaunted or demanded. It was hers. And I was hers.I could still feel the residual pull of her, like a thread wrapped around my soul, pulling me towa
Star's POVThe night had fallen over Moonlit Pack, and silence now reigned in the house. Only the soft rustling of the wind against the trees outside broke the stillness. Inside their chambers, I could feel the tension crackling in the air, thick and tangible. Helios was standing in the corner, his jaw clenched, his body stiff with anticipation.He was a powerful alpha, the leader of this pack, yet here he was, waiting for me to tell him what to do. I turned to face him, my eyes cold, assessing him like a predator eyeing its prey. “You’ve been far too proud for too long, Helios. It’s time to learn humility.”He didn’t move, but I could see the muscles in his jaw flexing. His eyes had been tracking my every movement, and I could feel the heat of his gaze as if it were a tangible thing. But I wasn’t going to give him any satisfaction tonight. He needed to learn control, and I would be the one to teach him. “Strip,” I c
Star's POVThe days following that night had been both a relief and a new challenge for me. Helios was no longer the arrogant alpha I had once known. He was different, more aware, more attuned to my needs, and most importantly, more submissive. The constant pressure from the mate bond, the overwhelming desire to touch me, to possess me, was something he now fought daily, but it was clear that he was starting to understand the lesson I’d begun teaching him. Control.I had made my point. And the more he learned, the more I saw the transformation in him. His arrogance had diminished, replaced by a quiet obedience that wasn’t natural for someone who had ruled over the Moonlit Pack for so long. Yet, the part of me that had always craved power, respect, and dominance felt a certain satisfaction in seeing him surrender, not to me, but to us.I had decided that it was time to take our relationsh
Helios' POVThe days that followed had become a whirlwind of responsibility, training, and meetings. The Moonlit Pack had not been at peace for long. Rogue activity remained a constant threat, and I was expected to maintain order, leadership, and authority over the pack. But, amidst all of this, I found my thoughts straying again and again to her.Star. She had taken control of me in ways I couldn’t have imagined. What had started as a simple, calculated submission had evolved into something deeper, something darker. I found myself craving her dominance, not just in the bedroom, but in every aspect of my life.Even as I presided over pack meetings, listening to reports of rogue activity, the needs of the pack, and the ever-present tension between the wolves, my thoughts constantly drifted to the punishment she had subjected me to. Her eyes, cold yet intoxicating. Her voice, commanding and unyielding. The way she had
Star’s POVThe palace was too quiet. Moonlight spilled across the marble floors like silver blood, and the shadows seemed to breathe with a life of their own. I stood at the nursery’s threshold, fingers curled around the polished doorframe, unable to step inside.Something was wrong. I could feel it in the marrow of my bones, a tension in the air, a thrum beneath my skin. I forced myself forward, heart pounding. Inside the nursery, the twins slept peacefully... yet an invisible storm raged around them. Wisps of light, delicate as mist, curled and weaved through the room, touching the cribs with tender reverence. The air smelled of ozone and ancient magic. A low hum, almost like a heartbeat, vibrated through the space.They were dreaming. And through their dreams, their power was bleeding into the world. "Protect..." "Danger..." The whispered voices brushed against my mind, faint as the flutter of butterfly wings.I took a trembling step closer. The ground shuddered beneath my bare fe
Star’s POVThe grand council chamber smelled of old stone and thinly veiled fear. Seated on the moonstone throne, I faced them, the gathered leaders of the supernatural world. Vampires, druids, wolf alphas, witch covens, and even some wary fae ambassadors. Their faces were polished masks, but I could taste their unease.At my side stood Helios, no longer a mere Alpha of Moonlit Pack. He was my mate, my shield, and my equal. And farther down, seated stiffly at the high counsel table, was King Hesperion. My biological father.A king who once tried to deny me. A king who now watched me with a complicated blend of guilt, pride, and awe. Calder Greyfang, the Grand Arbiter of the Council, slammed his staff against the marble floor, demanding order."We are gathered to address the consequences of treason against the Crown," he intoned. "And the...incident involving the demise of Ravena, Hutchins of the Moonlit Pack, and the former Queen of Hesperia."The word "demise" was almost too gentle.
Unknown POV Helios stood on the balcony just outside their private wing. The morning sun bathed the palace in gold, but his mind was a storm. He had seen enemies turned to ash, not by war, not by warriors, but by newborns wrapped in silken cloth.Star approached quietly, barefoot, hair down, a soft robe draped around her as if the cosmos had woven it. Her aura pulsed gently, no longer shy or hesitant, but commanding and calm, a sovereign in spirit. “You’re still thinking about it,” she said softly. Helios turned. “I failed to see it before. Who you really are. What you carry. What they carry.”“You didn’t fail,” she murmured. “You saw me when no one else did. Even when I didn’t see myself.” His throat tightened. “I submitted to you... because it felt right,” he admitted. “Even when everyone mocked me. Even when I thought you were just an omega... I felt your strength. But now...”Star stepped closer, cupping his cheek. “You don’t need to submit anymore, Helios.” He blinked. “I—what?”
Star's POV Later that evening, after the moonlight celebrations quieted and the palace halls glowed with soft amber light, I stood before the High Council in the Star Chamber. It's a vast circular room walled with crystal and etched with lunar glyphs. The King was seated at the head of the crescent table, his expression unreadable. The advisors whispered amongst themselves, still dazed by the roaring approval the public had shown me and the twins. But I was calm. Focused. Changed.“My Queen,” the King began, his voice warm yet formal. “Tonight you have earned the devotion of a kingdom. The people called you Moonborn... and I believe they were right to.” I inclined my head with measured grace. “I am honored, Your Majesty. But before we speak of titles and formalities, I have a request.”The murmurs quieted. The King studied me. “Speak it.” I glanced at Helios, who stood near the chamber doors in silence. Unlike the other alphas, he wore no medals, bore no sigil. Just quiet strength a
Star's POV The days passed in a hush of healing, quiet awe, and growing light. For five full days, I rested, by order of everyone from Helios to my newly found dad to the Oracle herself. The twins never left my side. Their tiny breaths, their moonbeam fingers curling around mine, anchored me to this new reality: I was no longer the girl who once flinched from her own shadow. I was a mother now. A Luna. A sovereign in the making. And on the sixth day, we rose.Hesperion’s jet cut through the sky like a blade of polished silver. We flew above the cloudline, my newborns cradled in my arms, Helios seated beside me, tense but proud. The seats were stitched with ancient sun emblems, embossed with the Hesperion royal crest. Still, nothing felt heavier than the silence between Hesperion and his queen.“She has been kept in isolation,” he said, not looking at me. “No one has seen her since the Oracle’s declaration.” I didn’t respond immediately. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to face the woman
Starlight’s POVThey think I’m resting. But how could I sleep when my soul is wide awake? Even in my fragile state, I feel the shift in the air, a hum of reverence outside these walls. As if the land itself recognizes me now. My body aches, my mind swims between exhaustion and euphoria, but I am not broken.I am reborn. Two tiny lives rest beside me, their warmth tethering me to this world. Each pup has my scent... and yet something more. One burns like fire, another shimmers like the sea, and hums with stardust and shadows. Our children are not ordinary. And neither am I.The door creaked open, and I didn’t need to look up to know who it was. His scent always preceded him, cedarwood, smoke, and something deeper now... regret, maybe? Or reverence. “Helios,” I whispered, and he froze mid-step, as if hearing his name from my lips physically struck him.He knelt beside the bed, eyes rimmed red, cheeks stained with silent tears. “Star… I still don’t understand how you survived. How you b
Helios’ POVMy tears soaked the hem of her blanket, and for a moment, I forgot who I was, Alpha of the Moonlit Pack, future High Alpha, ruler of thousands. All I could feel was that I was hers.“I don’t deserve you,” I whispered, voice cracking as I pressed my forehead to her knee. “You almost died bringing life to this world, to give me something I didn’t even know I needed.”Star shifted slightly in the hospital bed, a wince escaping her lips. I immediately sat upright, guilt flooding my chest again. “Don’t move,” I said quickly, brushing her damp hair off her forehead. “I’ll get the healer.” She caught my wrist.“No,” she said softly. “Just stay here… with me. Our babies are asleep. This moment belongs to us.” Her fingers were weak, yet her grip on my soul had never been stronger.I sat on the edge of the bed and lifted one of her hands to my lips, kissing the back of it. “Star, I swear on my life, from this day forward, my only purpose is to protect you. And them.” She smiled gent
Helios’ POVIf someone told me a year ago that I would be kneeling before the same wolf I once called a runt, I would have laughed in their face. But now… Here I am. On my knees. My heart a raw, pulsing thing in my chest.I remember the first time I laid eyes on her. Star. A frail little thing, bones too sharp, eyes too big for her face, always moving around like she didn’t belong. An omega, I believed. The lowest in our pack. I never spared her more than a glance.Why would I? I was Helios Bloodfang, the heir to Alpha Killian. Born into power. Groomed to command. I’d been told my mate would be strong. Respected. A fierce she-wolf that would rule by my side.When the bond snapped into place one cold morning, locking me to Star, that trembling, insignificant omega, I rejected it in my heart before the words even formed on my lips. I hurt her. Damn, I did worse than hurt her. I made her life unbearable. And she… she kept living. Kept breathing. Kept saving me, even when I didn’t deserve
Starlight’s POVThe tension in the hospital room was palpable. I could feel the magnitude of my father’s fury, the suffocating shame of the pack, and the trembling submission of Helios at my side. But more than that… I felt something awaken within me. A warmth, no, a power, older than bloodlines, older than crowns and packs. It pulsed inside my chest.My gaze swept over the room. The warriors who used to shove me aside. The Elders who called me worthless. The Luna who turned a blind eye as my skin bruised and my heart hardened. Even Killian, Alpha in name alone, couldn’t meet my eyes.The beast within me stirred.Not the frightened pup they had raised in shadows. But the wolf born of Ayana’s line, of witches and royals. A true Lunaby right. The ultimate Luna.The power surged, and before I realized it, a deep, primal growl rumbled from my throat. It wasn’t rage, it was command. A sound layered with centuries of dominance, carried in the blood of Moon-Gifted wolves. It vibrated through