Ari, are you okay?" Daphney asked, helping me up.
"Y-yeah, thanks," I muttered, turning quickly away from Damien. I did catch Aiden rolling his eyes as he went inside the house. "Well, hi, Daphney! So you're the new Luna now?" Damien asked Daphney as I stood there, trying to act like he didn't even exist. I forgot Damien was Douchebag's brother. Oh my God, maybe I need to start getting along with Aiden. Inside, the place looked even better than outside. These people are rolling in money, I swear. Damien led us inside this massive mansion that looked something out of a design magazine: just glass, ivory, and high-end modern decor in the hallway alone. We walked into a big sitting room; immediately an older woman, who looked much like Aiden, sat forward. Several others were there, too, our age and above, including Cole Anderson, who seemed engrossed in his phone. Wait… Cole's here too? I glanced at Daphney, feeling a little perturbed because she didn't look shocked, just kinda sad. I guess they'd had that talk. "Is that her?" the woman asked, staring at me. Before Aiden could say anything, she leaped to her feet and hurried over. "She's so pretty!!" the woman squealed, pinching my cheeks like I was some sort of cute puppy. "Mom, Mom—she's not the imprint," Aiden said, catching her arm to restrain her. "Huh?" She paused, staring between me and Daphney. "Goodness gracious, did you imprint on two people?! "What?! No, just her," Aiden groaned, pulling Daphney toward his mom. I was gently shoved to the side, like an afterthought. Why am I here again? Poor Daphney. If she had come here alone, she'd probably be having a heart attack by now. "Oh, you're also so cute! What's your name, child?" she asked, now pinching Daphney's cheeks the same way she had mine. "Daphney Dame," she said with a slight incline of her head. "Ah, darling, your surname is Dame, so you should always introduce yourself as Dame Daphney. You come from royalty lineage, actually," Luna said, flashing an impeccable smile. "O-of course, ma'am," Daphney stammered. "And who's this charming girl?" She looked at me, tugging down my hoodie and brushing my brown hair back with her fingers. Touchy, but nice. "My name is Ariana Miriams, Daphney's best friend," I said, bowing back. "Miriams… hmm, I feel like I've heard that name before. I just don't—" she trailed off, looking around as though the answer might materialize out of thin air. "Ah, I've heard of a hybrid Miriams. Hm," she mused, then shook her head. "Welcome to Zia pack, Ariana. I hope you find it very hospitable here." And with that, she just walked away. Wait, what, that's it? I was left in the dust as Aiden whisked Daphney away amid his mom and other people. Great. "Hey!" A voice appeared from behind, and I swear, my heart almost jumped out of my chest. "H-hi!" I whipped around. "Wanna check out the pack? I'm Kehlani, and I'm also kind of an add-on because I'm the mate of a beta," she said with a smile. "Oh, well, I wouldn't say I'm an 'add-on.' I'm just here for moral support because this whole thing is… overwhelming," I said, almost rolling my eyes. "Yeah, yeah, whatever rocks your boat," she laughed, pulling me outside. I guess everyone's friendly here? Kehlani took me behind the mansion into the woods. I have to be crazy, following some random girl into the woods like this. But soon enough we heard fighting sounds—people training. "Wow," I breathed, whispering in astonishment. "I know, right?" Kehlani grinned. "The training here is intense. The Zia pack has a lot of enemies because our borders intersect with four other packs." She raised four fingers. "Four pretty terrible packs who'd do anything to expand their territory." Yikes. And Daphney's their Luna now? Sweet, delicate Daphney? I started feeling bad for her. "Why are those packs so terrible?" I asked. Because they lost so much in the war. Your Silver Moon pack didn't, but the other packs were decimated. The only real loss Zia pack had was their Alpha," Kehlani said with a sigh. Wait, how does she know my pack's name? Probably Damien or Aiden told her. Also… does this mean Daphney's done with college? No more school for her? "We've gotta go. Damien just mind-linked me. Daphney's ready to leave," Kehlani said. I nodded, giving her a small smile. When we got back inside, she pulled me upstairs. She hadn't let go of my hand once. Clingy much? She opened a door, revealing Daphney sitting awkwardly on the edge of a king-sized bed. The moment she saw me, her face lit up, and she jumped up. "Oh great, you're still here," she breathed, the tension released. "Of course, I'm here," I returned, unhooking my hand from Kehlani. "Everything okay?" "I'll leave you two," Kehlani said then walked out. Thank God. "Yeah, everything is fine. I am just overwhelmed. They said that I would have to come tomorrow for a pack ritual to join their mind link," Daphney explained and looked just a smidgen disturbed. "Yeah, I saw their training earlier. Looks like you'll have to toughen up a bit," I teased. She smiled sadly. "I know, but honestly, I felt so bad seeing Cole today." I hugged her. "At least you handled it better than I did." My face turned red with embarrassment. "I thought you didn't like Damien?" she asked, noticing my reaction. "I-I don't know…" "Ariana Miriams has a crush?!" Daphney teased, pushing me lightly. Stop it!" I pleaded, jumping on the bed and covering my face. "This is a first!" she continued, laughing as she pounced on me, both squealing while she tried to tickle me. "Okay, okay, let's go home. I heard your pack has many enemies," I remembered abruptly from what Kehlani had said. "Oh? Yeah, I heard that too. Something about them wanting more land," she said, frowning. "I'm sure you will be safe here," I said, getting up. But just as I was about to reach for the door, I heard a clicking sound from the window. My hearing is more sensitive because I am a hybrid-half fox, half werewolf. Not many people know that, just my family and Daphney. "Ari, what's wrong?" Daphney asked. Before I could answer, the glass shattered as a bullet shot through it. Everything around me just seemed to go into slow motion. The bullet hit Daphney right in the chest, and she gasped. "Daphney!" I screamed, running to her as blood streamed from her mouth and nose. She fell into my arms, her flowery dress quickly red-soaked. A bluish-tinted purple vein appeared on her face. Wolfsbane. Shit.The room was so still, that you could have heard a pin drop. Seriously, someone needed to cough or something before I lost it. Daphney survived—thankfully—but she was in critical condition. At least her wolf was hanging in there. Aiden said he could still feel their bond, as strong as ever, so. We clung to that. My mom, Daphney's parents, and a few relatives sat in what looked like a tiny, depressing conference room in the pack of Zia's. "What are we to say to the council?" a woman named Elder Marbel finally asked after a few torturous moments of silence. "Honestly, I suppose," the Luna replied. She looked like she hadn't slept in days. "Luna, you know Aiden can't do that. We're barely holding him steady in the Alpha position as it is," she snapped, making Aiden's eyes flash with annoyance. *Holding him steady?* What does that even mean? Isn't he already the Alpha? My mother was thinking the same thing because she cleared her throat dramatically, making everyone look at us. "
It's been a week since my mother shipped me off to Zia's pack, and honestly? The vibe around here was a straight-up funeral. Seriously, everyone looked like they were auditioning for the role of "Mourning Wolf." In the gigantic dining room, the atmosphere was thicker than the food itself, and silence reigned like an unwelcome guest. The spread looked divine, but I couldn't touch it. Because, for two reasons: first, Damien was sitting right beside me—the Damien, the hot exchange student— Damien. A guy like him made me feel like a walking disaster. I mean, I'd party like a rebel on Saturday night, but when it came to Damien freaking Darhk? I turned into a blushing fool. This was Daphney's pack, her house, her food. So yeah, my mother had twisted my arm into pretending to be Luna. Great, right? I hated it. There I was staring at my plate like it held the secrets of the universe while the clinking of cutlery echoed like a horror movie soundtrack. "Ariana?" The Luna's voice cut throu
The sun partially blinded me as I opened my eyes, but I didn’t mind. I dreamt of Damien. He walked in wearing the cutest suit I had ever seen, and I wore the whitest, biggest gown in existence. We were on our way to the priest, in love, ready to marry. Except... his brother was the priest. Weird. This crush is getting unhealthy. I should tell someone. Tell Damien, my wolf suggested, making me scoff as I got out of bed. As if. When I find my mate, this nonsense will die down. At least, that’s what I keep telling myself. But it’s okay to bask in this happiness, my wolf whispered. *You’re—* My door suddenly swung open, and Kehlani burst in. "Hey! Good morning!" she sang as she dashed in, reminding me of Inana and her utter disregard for privacy. "Morning," I muttered, rubbing my eyes. "Hope you had a good night! The Luna said I should show you around the pack today," Kehlani chirped, walking towards my closet and pulling out a hoodie. "Right, because seeing the pack with a h
Warning: This chapter has violence and contains violent language… reader discretion is advised. Weeks had gone by since the attack, the dust had settled, yet the wounds were still fresh. The Novera Alpha had narrowly managed to escape but left a trail of death and chaos in his wake. His minions weren't so lucky; not one survived. Zia Pack was locked down-nobody in, nobody out. For me, that meant I wasn't going home anytime soon. The funeral for the Luna was a somber, quiet affair-more than a little unnerving. Aiden didn't shed a tear-not one. His face was a mask of stone, cold enough to send shivers through the very core of my werewolf nature. He scared me. Since that day, Aiden had shut me out completely. We attended pack meetings together, but he never spoke a word with me. Made speeches, did his job, then buried himself in work. Sit at the huge dining table, eat, and then leave with no words directed to me, as if I didn't exist. His silence started to wear on me. Kehlani wasn't
I had to bite the inside of my cheek hard to stop myself from launching at Aiden right here, right now. Two days. Two whole days stuck in the Med Bay because Shannon thought breaking my arm was a fun way to "train." And in all that time, not one word from the Alpha sitting in front of me. "If you wouldn't mind, I have work to do," he said, barely looking up as he tapped a stack of files into place like we were talking about the weather and not the fact that his pack had attacked me. "Really? I was attacked by your pack, and that's your response?" My voice broke, but I wasn't going to cry. Not for him. He shrugged like it was the most normal thing in the world. "Worse things have happened during training. It toughens you up." "T-toughens me up?" I could hardly believe what I was hearing. "Shannon broke my arm." "So?" His tone was so casual, so indifferent as if we were talking about a paper cut and not the fact that I'd spent the last two days with a shattered bone. And there i
That guidance counselor was just really nice," I said to Damien as we strolled towards the class, still reeling from our earlier chat. "Yeah? You're the Luna. What else would you expect?" He chuckled, and I playfully pushed at him. "Well. you know how it is," I said, flashing a smile as we entered the bustling lecture hall. Just then, a wave of nostalgia washed over me. I had always thought my first day at college would be me walking in with Mia and Daphney, the sound of our laughs reverberating off the walls. But right now, I couldn't get rid of the dead ache in my chest. "Hey, what's wrong?" Damien nudged me again, concern etched across his face. If I couldn't be with my two best friends, I supposed Damien would have to do as a substitute was the silent thought, followed by a flicker of hope. Thank God we weren't sharing a mind-link; otherwise, he'd probably be running for the hills. "N-nothing. I just thought my first day would be with Mia and Daphney," I admitted, my smile f
I don't know how, but I woke up with a smile on my face. My fingers trailed over my lips, and the memory of Damien's kiss still felt fresh. Euphoria washed over me, yet anxiety always lingered, a storm cloud threatening to burst at any time. Every time I closed my eyes, his breath against my skin and his cinnamon scent enveloped me as if he were right there. Daydreaming?" Kehlani's voice brought me out of my reverie, and I beamed like a moron. "Yeah," I answered, blissfully oblivious to the fact that it was about to shatter. Wait! My eyes flew open, and I sat up jack-knifing into a sitting position, and stared at Kehlani lounging at the foot of my bed. "W-what are you doing here?" I stuttered, trying to fight a hint of panic rising in my voice. "Aren't you going to school?" She smiled, enjoying my surprise. "What are you doing here?" I asked again and with more firmness this time. "Oh, chill out, girl. It's not like you're new to trespassers," she said smirking as she got up.
Warning: This chapter contains a depiction of violence It's been days since Kehlani asked me to get close to Aiden, infiltrate his circle, and report back to her. What a joke. She must be blind to the ice wall Aiden has erected between us. It's for Shannon, she says. Honestly? I couldn't care less. Not to mention the blackmail she's threatening to spill the beans about Damien. Sure, I'd play along for now to shut her up, but I planned to ignore her and get some well-deserved sleep tonight. *"Remember that time you got detention and decided to skip?" asked Daphney, her laughter rising like a carbonated drink.* *"Yeah! And when they wanted to suspend me, I mountain-ashed the whole school!" I hooted, clinking my cup against hers. We laughed until it left me a little breathless.* *Then, there was silence as if an uninvited guest had entered* *"You know you're really lucky, right?" she said, and I looked at her, puzzled* *"What are you talking about?"* *she starts talking but
“And that’s Cynthia…” Damien hesitated, his eyes flicking to me, testing the waters. “…the replacement Luna.”Great. Another lovely reminder of how replaceable I am. Honestly, they could draft an entire squad of Lunas if they wanted. It wouldn’t make a difference. “She even looks like Daphney,” he added, fishing for a reaction, but I was all out of those. After last night, I’d gone mute—shut down.I think he noticed that the version of me who usually fawns over him wasn’t in attendance. And he didn’t like it one bit.He led me down the corridor, clearing his throat like he was going to say something important. “So… about the kiss.” He looked at me, brow raised. “You’re going to stay mute if I ask about it?”The memory of it broke through the fog, cracking me open for a second—but I forced it back down. I wasn’t letting it get to me. Not now. “Where have you been?” I countered, watching him shift from foot to foot, a slight flush coloring his cheeks.“Finally, she speaks…” he joked, bu
Warning: This chapter contains a depiction of violence It's been days since Kehlani asked me to get close to Aiden, infiltrate his circle, and report back to her. What a joke. She must be blind to the ice wall Aiden has erected between us. It's for Shannon, she says. Honestly? I couldn't care less. Not to mention the blackmail she's threatening to spill the beans about Damien. Sure, I'd play along for now to shut her up, but I planned to ignore her and get some well-deserved sleep tonight. *"Remember that time you got detention and decided to skip?" asked Daphney, her laughter rising like a carbonated drink.* *"Yeah! And when they wanted to suspend me, I mountain-ashed the whole school!" I hooted, clinking my cup against hers. We laughed until it left me a little breathless.* *Then, there was silence as if an uninvited guest had entered* *"You know you're really lucky, right?" she said, and I looked at her, puzzled* *"What are you talking about?"* *she starts talking but
I don't know how, but I woke up with a smile on my face. My fingers trailed over my lips, and the memory of Damien's kiss still felt fresh. Euphoria washed over me, yet anxiety always lingered, a storm cloud threatening to burst at any time. Every time I closed my eyes, his breath against my skin and his cinnamon scent enveloped me as if he were right there. Daydreaming?" Kehlani's voice brought me out of my reverie, and I beamed like a moron. "Yeah," I answered, blissfully oblivious to the fact that it was about to shatter. Wait! My eyes flew open, and I sat up jack-knifing into a sitting position, and stared at Kehlani lounging at the foot of my bed. "W-what are you doing here?" I stuttered, trying to fight a hint of panic rising in my voice. "Aren't you going to school?" She smiled, enjoying my surprise. "What are you doing here?" I asked again and with more firmness this time. "Oh, chill out, girl. It's not like you're new to trespassers," she said smirking as she got up.
That guidance counselor was just really nice," I said to Damien as we strolled towards the class, still reeling from our earlier chat. "Yeah? You're the Luna. What else would you expect?" He chuckled, and I playfully pushed at him. "Well. you know how it is," I said, flashing a smile as we entered the bustling lecture hall. Just then, a wave of nostalgia washed over me. I had always thought my first day at college would be me walking in with Mia and Daphney, the sound of our laughs reverberating off the walls. But right now, I couldn't get rid of the dead ache in my chest. "Hey, what's wrong?" Damien nudged me again, concern etched across his face. If I couldn't be with my two best friends, I supposed Damien would have to do as a substitute was the silent thought, followed by a flicker of hope. Thank God we weren't sharing a mind-link; otherwise, he'd probably be running for the hills. "N-nothing. I just thought my first day would be with Mia and Daphney," I admitted, my smile f
I had to bite the inside of my cheek hard to stop myself from launching at Aiden right here, right now. Two days. Two whole days stuck in the Med Bay because Shannon thought breaking my arm was a fun way to "train." And in all that time, not one word from the Alpha sitting in front of me. "If you wouldn't mind, I have work to do," he said, barely looking up as he tapped a stack of files into place like we were talking about the weather and not the fact that his pack had attacked me. "Really? I was attacked by your pack, and that's your response?" My voice broke, but I wasn't going to cry. Not for him. He shrugged like it was the most normal thing in the world. "Worse things have happened during training. It toughens you up." "T-toughens me up?" I could hardly believe what I was hearing. "Shannon broke my arm." "So?" His tone was so casual, so indifferent as if we were talking about a paper cut and not the fact that I'd spent the last two days with a shattered bone. And there i
Warning: This chapter has violence and contains violent language… reader discretion is advised. Weeks had gone by since the attack, the dust had settled, yet the wounds were still fresh. The Novera Alpha had narrowly managed to escape but left a trail of death and chaos in his wake. His minions weren't so lucky; not one survived. Zia Pack was locked down-nobody in, nobody out. For me, that meant I wasn't going home anytime soon. The funeral for the Luna was a somber, quiet affair-more than a little unnerving. Aiden didn't shed a tear-not one. His face was a mask of stone, cold enough to send shivers through the very core of my werewolf nature. He scared me. Since that day, Aiden had shut me out completely. We attended pack meetings together, but he never spoke a word with me. Made speeches, did his job, then buried himself in work. Sit at the huge dining table, eat, and then leave with no words directed to me, as if I didn't exist. His silence started to wear on me. Kehlani wasn't
The sun partially blinded me as I opened my eyes, but I didn’t mind. I dreamt of Damien. He walked in wearing the cutest suit I had ever seen, and I wore the whitest, biggest gown in existence. We were on our way to the priest, in love, ready to marry. Except... his brother was the priest. Weird. This crush is getting unhealthy. I should tell someone. Tell Damien, my wolf suggested, making me scoff as I got out of bed. As if. When I find my mate, this nonsense will die down. At least, that’s what I keep telling myself. But it’s okay to bask in this happiness, my wolf whispered. *You’re—* My door suddenly swung open, and Kehlani burst in. "Hey! Good morning!" she sang as she dashed in, reminding me of Inana and her utter disregard for privacy. "Morning," I muttered, rubbing my eyes. "Hope you had a good night! The Luna said I should show you around the pack today," Kehlani chirped, walking towards my closet and pulling out a hoodie. "Right, because seeing the pack with a h
It's been a week since my mother shipped me off to Zia's pack, and honestly? The vibe around here was a straight-up funeral. Seriously, everyone looked like they were auditioning for the role of "Mourning Wolf." In the gigantic dining room, the atmosphere was thicker than the food itself, and silence reigned like an unwelcome guest. The spread looked divine, but I couldn't touch it. Because, for two reasons: first, Damien was sitting right beside me—the Damien, the hot exchange student— Damien. A guy like him made me feel like a walking disaster. I mean, I'd party like a rebel on Saturday night, but when it came to Damien freaking Darhk? I turned into a blushing fool. This was Daphney's pack, her house, her food. So yeah, my mother had twisted my arm into pretending to be Luna. Great, right? I hated it. There I was staring at my plate like it held the secrets of the universe while the clinking of cutlery echoed like a horror movie soundtrack. "Ariana?" The Luna's voice cut throu
The room was so still, that you could have heard a pin drop. Seriously, someone needed to cough or something before I lost it. Daphney survived—thankfully—but she was in critical condition. At least her wolf was hanging in there. Aiden said he could still feel their bond, as strong as ever, so. We clung to that. My mom, Daphney's parents, and a few relatives sat in what looked like a tiny, depressing conference room in the pack of Zia's. "What are we to say to the council?" a woman named Elder Marbel finally asked after a few torturous moments of silence. "Honestly, I suppose," the Luna replied. She looked like she hadn't slept in days. "Luna, you know Aiden can't do that. We're barely holding him steady in the Alpha position as it is," she snapped, making Aiden's eyes flash with annoyance. *Holding him steady?* What does that even mean? Isn't he already the Alpha? My mother was thinking the same thing because she cleared her throat dramatically, making everyone look at us. "