Zaraโs POV One of the Crescent Moon Pack members lay on the ground, claw marks slashed across his chest. My heart pounded as I realized the truth. Mia had already begun her attack. And this time, she wouldnโt stop until she had destroyed me completely. The scent of blood hung heavy in the air. The fallen pack member groaned in pain as James and Ryker rushed to his side, their faces grim. Elena and Seris stood on high alert, their eyes scanning the darkened forest for any sign of movement. But I already knew. Mia wasnโt hiding. She wanted us to know she was here. My stomach churned. This wasnโt just a threat. It was a declaration of war. The pack warriors arrived within minutes, helping carry the wounded man back to the packhouse. He was still conscious, barely, his breathing ragged. โWhat happened?โ Ryker asked, his voice sharp with authority. The injured man, Samuel, coughed, wincing as blood dripped from his lips. โShe came out of nowhere,โ he rasped. โI ba
Rykerโs POV The scent of Zaraโs blood still lingered in the air. It clung to my skin, burned into my memory like a curse I would never escape. I sat in my office, my fists clenched so tightly my knuckles turned white. The rage inside me simmered, barely contained, and no matter how many deep breaths I took, it refused to settle. Mia had dared to touch my mate. She had dared to spill Zaraโs blood right under my nose, and I had let it happen. I slammed my fist against the desk, the wood splintering under my strength. This was my faul all of it. If I hadnโt been so blind, if I hadnโt believed Miaโs lies all those years ago, Zara would have never been cast out. She would have never been forced to fight for her life, never had to build herself back up from nothing. And now, even when she had come back, even after I had sworn to protect her, I had failed her again. Mia was a sickness, a poison that had embedded itself deep in our pack, and I had been too much of a fool to see it
Miaโs POV Hatred wasnโt just an emotion for meโit was the very essence of my existence. It had been my constant companion, whispering in my ears since childhood, fueling the fire that burned inside me. Zara had taken everything from me. Our siblingโs love. The respect of our pack. The admiration of our people. Even Ryker, the Alpha who should have been mine. No matter what I did, no matter how carefully I laid my plans, she always found a way to survive. But this timeโฆ This time, I wouldnโt just break her. I would erase her. I sat in the dimly lit chamber of my hidden hideout, my fingers tapping against the wooden table, the rhythmic sound echoing through the silence. The scent of burning wax from a nearby candle filled the air, but even its warmth did nothing to cool the rage boiling inside me. I had done everything right. I had framed Zara for treason, turned the pack against her, and even manipulated Ryker into rejecting her. She had been exiled, thrown into the cold,
Miaโs POV Darkness suited me, I thrived in it. While my dear sister basked in the light of her so-called redemption, I worked in the shadows, planting the seeds of her destruction. She didnโt see it coming. None of them did. But soonโฆ they would. It had only been three days since I sent the anonymous letter, but already, I could hear the whispers spreading through the Crescent Moon Pack. Doubt.,Suspicion and Fear among the pack members. The pack had welcomed Zara back, but deep down, their trust in her was fragile. They had turned on her onceโwhy wouldnโt they do it again? I sat at the edge of the forest, hidden from sight, watching as a group of elders gathered outside the packhouse. Their faces were lined with concern, their voices hushed. โShe came back different,โ one of them muttered. Another nodded. โShe survived too much. And she never speaks of where she was or how she became so powerful.โ โAnd that power,โ a third elder whispered, โitโs unnatural.โ I grinned, Pe
Zaraโs POV The words were carved into the wooden training dummies like a message from the dead. I stood there, frozen, as the pack murmured around me. My heartbeat pounded so hard in my chest that I felt like I couldnโt breathe. A son? My son? It wasnโt the first time I had felt this acheโthis emptiness inside me, like something was missing, like a piece of me had been stolen. Because it had. The memory was gone. Ripped from my mind like a page torn from a book. But my heart knew. Somewhere, deep in my soul, I had always known. I had a son, and I had lost him. โZara?โ Rykerโs voice cut through my thoughts. His hand was on my arm, grounding me. โAre you okay?โ I wasnโt. I could barely hear him over the pounding in my skull, the whispers of something just out of reach, something that I should have remembered but couldnโt. I turned to him, my throat dry. โWho wrote this?โ His jaw clenched, his fury barely restrained. โWe donโt know yet.โ Of course, we did.
Zara's pov The air in the room shifted, thickening like the moment before a storm. I felt it before I saw himโa strange, pulsing energy that made the hairs on my arms rise. The dim candlelight flickered wildly, shadows stretching unnaturally along the walls. Then he appeared. A tall, lean figure cloaked in white was standing in the doorway as if he had materialized from thin air. His presence was overwhelming, radiating an aura of raw power that sent a shiver down my spine. His long white hair cascaded over his shoulders, his silver eyes piercing into mine with an intensity that made it impossible to look away. I clutched the baby tighter to my chest, my heartbeat hammering in my ears. He stirred in my arms, but he didnโt cry. It was as if even he could sense the weight of the presence before us. โWho are you?โ I demanded my voice firm despite the fear coiling in my gut. The man took a single step forward, his gaze never wavering. โMy name is Arcturus,โ he said, his voice deep a
Zaraโs POV For too long, I had lived in the shadows of my pastโhaunted by memories I couldnโt grasp, by an emptiness I couldnโt explain. But now, I remembered. I knew the truth about his whereabouts. I had a son. And no oneโnot Mia, not the pack, not even Rykerโcould change that. My son was safe, hidden away where no one could reach him. And now, it was time to let the pack know the truth. Without fear. Without regret. โCall for a pack meeting,โ I said firmly. Rykerโs head snapped up from where he sat at his desk. His eyes flickered with something between surprise and suspicion. โWhy?โ I crossed my arms. โI have something to say.โ He leaned forward, studying me carefully. โZara, if this is aboutโโ โItโs not up for discussion, Ryker.โ My voice was steady and controlled. โCall the meeting.โ There was a long pause. Then, slowly, he nodded. โFine,โ he said. โWeโll meet in the clearing at sundown.โ I turned to leave, but his voice stopped me. โYouโre different,โ he murmur
Zaraโs POV The pack meeting was over, but the air still crackled with tension. I had done what needed to be done. I had told them the truth about my son, shut down their doubts, and made it clear that no one would question me again. But despite my victory, I couldnโt shake the unease settling in my bones. This wasnโt over, Not by a long shot. I barely made it halfway back to my house before I heard footsteps behind me. I sighed. โWhat do you want, Ryker?โ He fell into step beside me, hands in his pockets, green eyes sharp. โYou didnโt hesitate, did you?โ I glanced at him. โWhy would I?โ He scoffed. โMost people would have softened the blow. Given the time to process.โ โIโm not most people, Ryker,โ I said simply. His lips quirked up slightly. โNo, youโre not.โ We walked in silence for a few moments before he spoke again. โI meant what I said back there, Zara. I wonโt push you to tell me where he is.โ I studied him carefully, searching for any deception. But all I saw wasโฆ
LAUREN'S POV Logan was too hot my heart pounding and when I felt his fingers playing with my n**ples, it gave me a different sensation. it felt so good as if that was the first time we were making our downtown move slowly and grabbed my hard n**please, and sucked on it, he was such a baby. "Will you stop teasing me already?" I said to him angrily. Logan kissed me again with passion, his gue trailing down to lick my collarbone, then feature down to my n*please. Logan slipped his hand into my pants and started playing with my cl*****s "Baby you are already wet?" he said, whispering into my ears. he looked up into my eyes, " Bianca,l love you so much, and thank you for not giving up on me when I was lost. he touched my n**ples again, your n*ples are so hard and I love it when I turn you on. I looked him in the eyes, "Will you f**k me already and stop the talking?" my pussy throbbed and ached, he inspected his finger into my p**y and f**led me with his two fingers. it was so g
LAUREN'S POV The elders of the kingdom led the way, followed by the younger members of the pack, all dressed in their finest clothes. As we walked, we sang a beautiful song that celebrated the arrival of the full moon and the union of two souls.As the procession reached the centre of the valley, the elders stepped forward, and the crowd fell silent. They began to speak, their voices strong and clear, and everyone listened intently."We are gathered here tonight to celebrate the arrival of the full moon and the union of two souls. This is a momentous occasion, one that we have been waiting for, for many years. And our young wolves are allowed to explore and find their mates.""We are honoured to witness this union, and we wish the happy couple all the best."The crowd erupted in applause, and the pack elders stepped back, allowing us to step forward. we were both dressed in beautiful clothes, and we looked radiant in the moonlight. They stood facing each other, our eyes locked. "ou
LAUREN'S POV The elders of the kingdom led the way, followed by the younger members of the pack, all dressed in their finest clothes. As we walked, we sang a beautiful song that celebrated the arrival of the full moon and the union of two souls. As the procession reached the centre of the valley, the elders stepped forward, and the crowd fell silent. They began to speak, their voices strong and clear, and everyone listened intently. "We are gathered here tonight to celebrate the arrival of the full moon and the union of two souls. This is a momentous occasion, one that we have been waiting for, for many years. And our young wolves are allowed to explore and find their mates." "We are honoured to witness this union, and we wish the happy couple all the best." The crowd erupted in applause, and the pack elders stepped back, allowing us to step forward. we were both dressed in beautiful clothes, and we looked radiant in the moonlight. They stood facing each other, our eyes locked
LAUREN'S POV As the preparations unfolded, the atmosphere crackled with anticipation, and excitement was palpable. From far and wide, members of various packs journeyed to join in the festivities, eager to witness the union of two destined souls and perhaps even find their own mates amidst the throngs of wolves. The air was filled with the scent of roasting meat, and the sounds of laughter and chatter echoed through the forest. The clearing where the celebration was to be held was adorned with colourful ribbons, and a large bonfire had been lit in the centre. As the sun began to set, the sky turned a deep shade of orange, and the first stars began to twinkle above. At the heart of the clearing stood my mate and I resplendent in our fur coats and adorned with feathered headdresses. we exchanged vows of love and loyalty, and the packs howled in approval. It was a moment of pure joy and unity, one that would be remembered for generations to come. It was a one-week program for ev
LAUREN'S POV "Meet Reagan, your brother," my dad said to me with a smile. I couldn't contain my excitement. "there is no way is this big bad wolf my brother," I said with a smile before hugging him tightly. Reagan hugged me back with a warm embrace, and then kissed me on my forehead. "I'm so happy to know you're my sister," he said with a smile. I was over the moon to finally have found my brother. We spent the entire day getting to know each other, laughing, and sharing stories. He was everything I could have hoped for in a brother, and I knew that we would be close for a long time to come. Later that day, Jack, and his mate Harriet walked in. Jack was surprised to see Reagan there, and even more surprised to find out that he was our brother. "Are we missing out on something?" Jack asked with a smile. "Yes, meet dad's mate and our brother Reagan," I said, but Jack chuckled. "You're just finding out now that Reagan is our brother?" he asked incredulously. I nodded, pretendin
LAUREN'S POV As the preparations unfolded, the atmosphere crackled with anticipation, and excitement was palpable. From far and wide, members of various packs journeyed to join in the festivities, eager to witness the union of two destined souls and perhaps even find their own mates amidst the throngs of wolves. The air was filled with the scent of roasting meat, and the sounds of laughter and chatter echoed through the forest. The clearing where the celebration was to be held was adorned with colourful ribbons, and a large bonfire had been lit in the centre. As the sun began to set, the sky turned a deep shade of orange, and the first stars began to twinkle above. At the heart of the clearing stood my mate and I resplendent in our fur coats and adorned with feathered headdresses. we exchanged vows of love and loyalty, and the packs howled in approval. It was a moment of pure joy and unity, one that would be remembered for generations to come. It was a one-week program for ev
LAUREN'S POV As the preparations unfolded, the atmosphere crackled with anticipation, and excitement was palpable. From far and wide, members of various packs journeyed to join in the festivities, eager to witness the union of two destined souls and perhaps even find their own mates amidst the throngs of wolves. The air was filled with the scent of roasting meat, and the sounds of laughter and chatter echoed through the forest. The clearing where the celebration was to be held was adorned with colourful ribbons, and a large bonfire had been lit in the centre. As the sun began to set, the sky turned a deep shade of orange, and the first stars began to twinkle above. At the heart of the clearing stood my mate and I resplendent in our fur coats and adorned with feathered headdresses. we exchanged vows of love and loyalty, and the packs howled in approval. It was a moment of pure joy and unity, one that would be remembered for generations to come. It was a one-week program for ev
LAUREN'S POV On that fateful day, the atmosphere at the Silver Moon pack was charged with tension and anticipation. The trial of Sandra and Rhoda had been a long time coming, and everyone present could sense the gravity of the situation. The grand hall was filled with dignitaries from all over the kingdom, eager to witness what was about to unfold. As Sandra was escorted into the room, I couldn't help but notice how she carried herself with such poise and confidence, as if she still believed that the entire kingdom belonged to her and her alone. Her eyes were filled with a fierce determination, and her expression was one of pure defiance. "Lauren, you thought you'd won," she shouted bitterly across the room. "But trust me, you are yet to see the show of your life." Her words hung in the air like a thick fog, eliciting gasps and murmurs from the crowd. I knew that Sandra was not one to be underestimated. She was a force to be reckoned with, and I had seen firsthand the lengths
LAUREN'S POV On that fateful day, the atmosphere at the Silver Moon pack was charged with tension and anticipation. The trial of Sandra and Rhoda had been a long time coming, and everyone present could sense the gravity of the situation. The grand hall was filled with dignitaries from all over the kingdom, eager to witness what was about to unfold. As Sandra was escorted into the room, I couldn't help but notice how she carried herself with such poise and confidence, as if she still believed that the entire kingdom belonged to her and her alone. Her eyes were filled with a fierce determination, and her expression was one of pure defiance. "Lauren, you thought you'd won," she shouted bitterly across the room. "But trust me, you are yet to see the show of your life." Her words hung in the air like a thick fog, eliciting gasps and murmurs from the crowd. I knew that Sandra was not one to be underestimated. She was a force to be reckoned with, and I had seen firsthand the lengths