Mikalya Carnell, a woman born into a cursed pack where women are nothing but birthing machines. The first female alpha in the world. But to become the Alpha, she had to commit a crime that haunts her an eternity later. Now she a lone wolf, a rogue that has no place but the one she made on her own and she’s happy being left alone. But an Alpha can’t stay alone forever without forming a pack and inevitably, she begins drawing wolves to her. Abhay Raichand is a photographer who meets this mysterious woman in the deserts of Rajasthan, who looks like a foreigner and is instantly drawn to her. But whenever he is around her, he feel the chill of the mountains and a reoccurring dream of his impending death. However, despite the sense of danger, he cannot help but continue to fall in love with her. Will Mikalya finally settle down and let Abhay into her life? And will Abhay be able to convince her that she was chosen as the Alpha for a reason?
Lihat lebih banyakHey guys!To all of those who waited paitiently for this story to be completed, thank you so much! I couldn't have done this without you. As for the sequel, and the final part of the trilogy, I will be releasing it towards the end of the year. Constant health problems have kept me from writing to my full potential this year and I hope to overcome it soon and get back to my old self so I can gift you guys with more stories.Please do leave your comments and likes, so that I know you liked Mikalya's journey so far!Once again, thank you from the bottom of my heart!Keep reading, stay happy and healthy!Lovage!!!!!!!!
Chapter 62: EpilogueMink’s P.O.VFor seventeen years, I had lived my life alone, waiting…hoping, that by some miracle, Abhay had survived the fall, that I hadn't been ripped away from my first love, my mate, and the father of my daughter, by some twisted turn of fate.But when a decade had passed by without any news, I had ventured all over the country once again, hoping to find some semblance of peace in my restless heart.I had gone to Abhay’s parent’s house, disguised as a salesgirl, and I had found his picture on a wall, adorned with flowers, a symbol that the person was deceased. The picture had been so real, so jolly, that I had almost apologized for everything.His mother had been a kind soul, offering me water and sweets even though she didn’t buy anything. When I had asked her about the picture, she had told me that her son, Abhay, had gone missing and never came back. So it was mandatory to assume they were dead after a decade of waiting.I had left with a heavy heart, but
Chapter 61: A Final GoodbyeMink’s P.O.VAs I stand at the edge of the Jharna, overlooking the cascading waters that once held so much meaning, I feel like a hollow vessel, drained of purpose. It's been a year since Abhay died, a year since he left, leaving behind a void that seems impossible to fill. The memories of our time together haunt me, replaying like a bittersweet symphony in my mind.I close my eyes, trying to block out the pain, but it's always there, lurking just beneath the surface. The only thing keeping me going now is my daughter, Alaya. She's the reason I get out of bed in the morning, the reason I keep putting one foot in front of the other. In two days, she'll turn one year old, a milestone that fills me with both joy and sorrow.I remember the day Abhay and I ventured down into the valley, seeking solace in the tranquility of the meadows. The sun was warm on our skin, and the breeze carried the scent of wildflowers. We walked hand in hand, lost in our own little wo
Chapter 60: A Light Amid the DarknessMink’s P.O.VAs I stood there, frozen in shock, time seemed to slow down to a crawl. I watched in horror as the knife sliced through the air, aimed directly at Arsalan's eyes. His expression shifted from determination to disbelief as the blade found its mark, piercing through his flesh with a sickening thud. Blood spurting through the wound as he staggered backwards, a gut-wrenching scream escaping his lips.Everything around me seemed to blur as Arsalan stumbled away, his vision obscured by blood and agony. In the chaos that ensued, I could hear Abhay's panicked voice shouting for him as he moved away towards the Jharna, to lure Arsalan away from me.Arsalan's wrath knew no bounds, as he turned away from me and raced back towards Abhay. But just as Arsalan reached out to grab onto Abhay, their fates intertwined in a tragic dance of violence and desperation, my own transformation began.As I shifted from my wolf form to my human form, a primal scr
Abhay’s P.O.VBracing my uninjured hand on the snow, I got up into a seated position and took a peak at my shoulder. The black wolf had dug through skin and bones and if I wasn’t mistaken, left one of its fangs embedded into my shoulder. But that was the least of my worries. The cold was making me numb, unable to feel the pain, and for now, that was a good thing.I stood up on unsteady feet and immediately, blood gushed down my arm and soaked the sleeves of the coat to drip down onto the snow. And that was when I saw it. I saw my dream unfolding right in front of my eyes.The blood dripping onto the snow. The gushing waters of the Jharna in front of me. And the plain soaked with blood behind.“This is it.” I whispered to myself. This was how my life ended. This is what the heavens have been preparing me for through my dreams.I turned back slowly, finally facing the battlefield and it wasn’t at all like my dreams. Yes, the field was soaked in blood, but it was also filled with the mot
Abhay’s P.O.VThe battle raged around me like a violent tornado, the weight of the gun and knifes in my hands a stark reminder of the danger lurking in the shadows. My heart raced with adrenaline, each sound sending a jolt of fear through my veins but I couldn't afford to let fear consume me, not when Mink's life hung in the balance.I spotted movement ahead, the glint of moonlight reflecting off fur, and I knew the wolves were closing in. Gripping the gun tighter, I steadied my breathing and prepared for the inevitable confrontation. It wasn't much, just a simple handgun and a knife, but it was all I needed. Mink and the other wolves were fighting in their wolf form, so this was nothing compared to them.As the first wolf lunged at me, teeth bared in a snarl, instinct took over. I sidestepped its attack, the knife flashing in my hand as I slashed out, catching the wolf across the muzzle. It yelped in pain, momentarily stunned, and I seized the opportunity to fire off a shot, the reco
Chapter 57: Beginning of the InevitableMink’s P.O.VMy heart raced as I prowled through the fresh snow, my senses alert to every rustle and scent in the moonlit landscape. The tension hung thick in the air, a palpable beginning to the impending clash. I glanced at Ruksaar, Kashmira, and Abhay, their eyes gleaming with a mixture of determination and fear, mirroring her own emotions.The distant howl of Alpha Arsalan echoed through the trees, sending a shiver down my spine. It was time.With a silent signal, we surged forward, a blur of fur and fangs, our packmates at our heels. As we neared the clearing, I caught sight of the imposing figures of Alpha Arsalan and Alpha Daksh, flanked by their formidable pack.“It's time. Do everything you can to defend this pack and yourselves, may the Moon Goddess be with us.” I said.Ruksaar, with her sleek black coat, her movements fluid and calculated. She engaged in a fierce duel with Alpha Daksh's beta, teeth bared and claws slashing. With a swi
Chapter 56: UnderestimatedMink’s P.O.VAs we rushed to the area where the enemy army was advancing, tension hung heavy in the air. My soldiers moved swiftly, their training kicking in as we prepared to face off against the oncoming threat. Ruksaar took position with her snipers and other long-range weapons, ready to halt the progress of the wolves with deadly precision."Keep your eyes peeled, everyone," I called out, my voice firm and commanding. "We need to hold them off until reinforcements arrive."She nodded, her gaze focused through the scope of her rifle. "I've got them in my sights," she replied, her voice steady despite the chaos around us.As the enemy army drew nearer, the tension escalated, and I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins. Then, amidst the chaos, Alphas Arsalan and Daksh appeared at the center of the battlefield, flanked by their loyal pack.I narrowed my eyes as they approached, sizing them up. These were tough opponents, but I refused to let fe
Mink’s P.O.VAs I sit here, eight months pregnant and visibly showing, I can't help but feel the weight of impending motherhood pressing down on me. Every kick from within serves as a reminder of the life growing inside me, a life that I will soon be responsible for. But amidst the anticipation and joy, there's an undercurrent of unease, a feeling that the other shoe is about to drop soon.The news of Arsalan's Beta's death reached his Alpha much later than expected, a delay that was completely unexpected because I would have thought Sahil to have sent a telepathic message to his Alpha as soon as I had slashed his chest. But as to why that hadn't happened was now a cause for concern.However, we then stumbled upon a new discovery that went against our strategic planning and the reason why Sahil hadn't sent Arsalan a final cry for help became increasingly clear. Through meticulous research and observation, we've come to realize that our pack's ability to communicate with other wolves o
Chapter 1: Aazadi Mink’s P.O.V I wasn't dead. Not yet. But it sure felt like it. When is a person supposed to die? I didn't know. I'm not literate. Women aren't supposed to be. At least that's what he says. Is it when we stop breathing? I don’t know…because it felt like I had been holding my breath for years, afraid that they would hear me. Is it when your heart stops beating? I don't know. Because mine stopped the moment I saw my partners set on fire in front of my own eyes. Their flesh melting from their bones…their screams echoing in the desert mercilessly for all to hear. And no one came to help. My mother had been different. She'd cared for me. Fed me. Brushed my hair. Told me I was special. That the Goddess of Wolves had created me to destroy all those who torment us. I had believed her, just as I had believed in her stories of a beautiful world outside the confines of my door, which I wasn’t allowed to open…ever. But I had made that mistake…I had opened that door…when
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