Autumn's POV.The question came in again. I thought he had given up on asking that question. Considering our initial conversation, I thought that the light of the query concerning my intended journey that night had died off with the conversation about my enthronement as the queen mother. My utmost concern at that moment was to escape Matthias's presence. I only wanted to navigate his mind into another conversation, but still, his mind meddled around my night journey, and his question finally ignited the already dying fire of the question that I thought I had overcome, making me more uncomfortable and confused. I tried figuring out the most suitable answer to give, but none surfaced in my mind.There and then an idea lingered in my mind. To ask to get some fresh. I proceeded immediately with the thought, hoping to get a good result by finally setting Matthias aside, or better off, escaping his sight at that moment. I quickly made use of the excuse that came to my mind. “I'm sorry, Al
Kavan’s POV.“What did I just do?” The word echoed again in my mind. The realization was beginning to dawn on me as my mind started to process what just slipped out of my mouth. The jealousy that has been ranging in my mind finally got to me. I have been so obsessed with Autumn since I discovered her stay in the pack. I couldn't control the feelings I harbored for her. This finally generated intense jealousy and anger as I discovered that my father, the formal Alpha, wanted to make her the queen mother, thereby taking her fully as his. I tried fighting my lustful desires for Autumn and at the same time confined myself in my desperateness and undying quest to have them in my arms.Watching her intimately mingle with my father makes everything worse and unbearable for me. It's not my affair, and as such shouldn't bother me; she is the next queen mother-to-be and has every right to stay intimate with the formal Alpha, who will be her mate in no distant time, or, should I say, who is alr
Autumn's POVThe air around me seemed to buzz with fresh vitality as Matthias turned his back. I had participated in helping him to see my innocence and compliance. But my resolve was stoked by an adrenaline spike as soon as he left.With a voice almost above a whisper, I said, "I think I will stay out here a bit longer." My eyes turned to the dark, enigmatic expanse surrounding the Shadow Realm territory, the thick forest beckoning me.Mathias's brow wrinkled slightly with concern, his gaze darting across me for any indication of pain. "Are you sure, Autumn? It is late," he murmured, his voice tinged with anxiety.With an encouraging grin, I tried to allay his fears. "Yes, I will be fine," I signed, my hands dancing softly through the air. "I simply need some alone time to sort my head."My mind really was a flurry of contradictory feelings. The meeting with Kavan had rocked me; his intensity burned into my memory. My lie weighed me down, a continual reminder of the risk I was runnin
DAX’s POVWalking away from our meeting point, the forest remained calm; the only sound the crunch of leaves under my feet produced. The smell of autumn stayed in the air—a subtle blend of wildflowers and something else, something known. I shook my head, attempting to throw the idea aside. It was unattainable. She was not able to be.Still, the sensation persisted—a nagging awareness that I couldn't ignore. Although I had never seen Autumn before, something about her seemed oddly familiar. Her movement, head tilt, sadness in her eyes—all of it pulled at my memories like a half-lived dream.I turned aside the idea and concentrated on the current work. I led from a pack and had a sibling to save. No matter how interesting they could be, there was not time for distractions.As I returned to the renegade camp, the clean night air did not help to calm the anxiety that crawled at my skin. Usually a consoling hug of shadows and whispers, the forest trail suddenly felt sinister, every leaf ru
Autumn’s POVThe den of the healers was a sensory haven with chamomile, lavender, and a hundred other herbs I cannot name. That was a far cry from the rest of the Shadow Realm pack house, which constantly smelt of leather, musk, and underlying anxiety. Elder Elara, the head healer, led me over rows of drying plants and sensed a flutter of hope. Maybe this was the secret to keeping Renly alive and honoring my pledge to Dax.The healer's den engulfed me, a gentle hug of aromatic herbs and soothing energies.Elder Elara turned to me, her eyes gleaming with curiosity, her face marked with knowledge and compassion."So, child," she said, her voice as lovely as the fragrant air, "tell me what ails you."I took a long breath, the scent of lavender and chamomile filling my lungs and thus calming my stomach's restless flutter. Every word was purposeful, a subdued statement of my will.I watched as Elara's eyes grew wide with astonishment and a flutter of interest passed across her face. This was
Autumn’s POVAs Elara's accusing, heavy question hung in the air, panic shot through me. My head flew, frantically looking for a reasonable justification to help her relax her mistrust. I had to move fast before my slip of the tongue revealed my actual goals."I... I was just guessing," I signed with slightly shaking palms. "I assumed based on a lot of reading on the pack's past..." I trailed off, hoping she wouldn't raise the matter. "But it's not really important if there isn't one," I said, shrugging casually. "I was simply curious."Elara's shoulders released some tension, and her eyes softened. She answered, "Ah, I see," a little smile playing back on her lips. "Your child has a great curiosity. One should have innate curiosity regarding knowledge.Relieved she seemed to have embraced my explanation, I nodded. But I understood I had been fortunate. I have to start exercising more carefully going forward. One more misstep; my cover would be blown."As a matter of fact," Elara said
Autumn’s POVAs I looked at Elara, a cold knot of terror clenched in my gut. Her inquiry loomed large in the air, a silent charge meant to undo my neatly spun dishonesty. My brain flew, looking for a reasonable justification to deflect her mistrust."I'm sorry," I signed fast, hands shaking just a little. "I still find names and titles to be foreign. Naturally, I meant Alpha Mathias.The room fell into a tight quiet as Elara examined me, her eyes fixed in focus. My heart thumping in my chest, the blood rushing in my ears, felt I had gone rather near to exposing my actual identity, therefore breaking the illusion I had diligently created.At last, Elara sighed, and her shoulders relaxed somewhat. "It's understandable," she said softly. "The Shadow Realm pack introduces many new faces and names to learn."Relief came flooding over me. Though I knew I couldn't afford another error, I had just escaped notice. I have to be more alert and more careful. One mistake, and my whole character may
Autumn’s POVMy pregnancy came as a tidal wave, drowning in a sea of uncertainty and anxiety and leaving me gasping for breath. In my mind's eye, Mathias's face—filled with love and expectation—turned from a beautiful mask of allegiance and contempt. Should he find the truth, my carefully put-on facade would fall apart, exposing me.Given their merciless pragmatism, the rogues would not hesitate to kill me should I compromise their intentions. In their game, I was a pawn and a tool towards an aim. And a pawn in pregnancy was a liability, a loose end that needed to be secured.As the awareness sank in, my skin started to flush coldly. Trapped, caught in a web of lies of my own creation. The weight of my secret seemed to be smothering the sumptuous bathroom's walls in on on on. A wordless cry caught in my mute body; panic tore at my throat. I had to act to figure out how to guard my unborn child and me. But specifically, how?Deeply depressed, a spark of an idea emerged from a desperate