Third person POV A week had passed since the brutal attack on the Woodland Pack. The injured warriors had recovered, their wounds now scarred reminders of the trauma. The pack had laid to rest the two fallen wolves, their memories honored in a somber ceremony.However, the tension within the pack remained palpable, a heavy fog that clung to every surface. Carolina's venomous words had infected the air, spreading dissent."Nathaniel's distraction is evident," Carolina declared, her voice dripping with malice, during a gathering of senior pack members. "His infatuation with the omega has clouded his judgment."Nathaniel's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched. "That's enough, Carolina."But she continued, relentlessly. "If he hadn't been so enamored, perhaps he would have anticipated the attack. Perhaps our pack wouldn't have suffered such losses."Kilo stepped forward. "With all due respect, mom, that's unfair. Nathaniel's leadership saved countless lives."Carolina's gaze turned icy. "Sile
* Nathaniel’s POV The search for Halo King wasn't as easy as I thought it would be, it was almost as if the man wasn't on this planet. I grumbled as I rubbed my forehead in distress, Jerome told me to be at alert because he suspected he rogues will still attack.Due to my busy schedule I haven't had the time to be training my omega, I’m sure she understands."Alpha," my omega whispered, her voice trembling as she buried her face in my chest."I missed you too, baby," I replied, inhaling her sweet scent and deepening our embrace.Her petite frame fit perfectly against mine, our bodies aligning like puzzle pieces.As we held each other, the tension and stress of the day melted away."I'm sorry I had to leave for that meeting," I said, my voice softening.My omega pulled back, her eyes shining with adoration."You're always busy, Nathaniel," she said, her smile gentle. I brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and she blushed."Never too busy for you," I assured, my fingers tracing her
*Katherine POV My heart shattered at his words, I tried to touch him and ask why the sudden hostility after we just mated last night but my lips was shut at his next words.“I wished I had rejected you on the spot because then all theses people would have still been alive” he snarled at me. Nathaniel scoffed, “you're pathetic and weak, so stupid”. His words made me look smaller as I saw other packmates snarling at me too. Everyone blaming me for the deaths.Nathaniel's grip on my arm tightened, his fingers digging deep, as he dragged me up from the ground. My legs felt like jelly, unable to support me under the weight of his harsh words."I, Nathaniel Hawthorne, reject Katherine Danvers Thompson as my mate!" he screamed, his voice echoing through the devastated pack lands.His eyes, once filled with love and adoration, now stared at me with emotionless contempt, as if I were dirt beneath his feet. The rejection cut deeper than any knife, slicing through my soul."No...no...Nathaniel
Third person POV:The air was thick with tension as two wolves stared at each other, both hesitant to take a step forward. Dimitri smiled as his heart fluttered at the sight of his mate; he knew she intrigued him greatly, so it was because she was his mate.“Can someone explain what is happening?” David snapped, staring between the two, lost at their sudden interaction.Katherine couldn’t decipher her emotions at the moment, so she just smiled shyly.“We are mates!” Dimitri declared confidently as he walked closer to Katherine, taking her hand in his; the spark between them was pleasurable.“You feel it, don’t you?”Any doubt Katherine had about Dimitri being her mate flew out of the window as the sparks spread to her body.David’s eyes widened. “What?”Dimitri rolled his eyes at him and turned to his mate; he suddenly felt fuzzy inside calling someone his mate.As Dimitri came closer to Katherine, such that his breath fanned her neck, “I always knew you were mine” he whispered, and K
Katherine's POVIt had been two days since I arrived at the Redwood pack, and my body was still recovering from the exhaustion that lingered long after Nathaniel's rejection. The forest, once a sanctuary, had become a haunting reminder of my vulnerability. Yet, as I stepped into the warmth of the pack house, a sense of belonging began to seep into my soul.The thought of Nathaniel no longer pierced my heart like a dagger. Perhaps it was the promise of a new beginning, or maybe I was genuinely healing. Whatever the reason, I grasped it tightly, letting the hope of redemption wash over me.As I descended the stairs, my nerves fluttered like birds in flight. Breakfast at the Redwood pack was a communal affair, far removed from the isolated meals I endured at the Woodland pack. Everyone gathered around one table, sharing laughter and stories. The warmth was palpable, and I yearned to be a part of it.My shoes clicked on the wooden floor, announcing my arrival. All eyes turned to me, and
Nathaniel POV The alarm's piercing sound jolted me awake, a welcome respite from the haunting nightmares that plagued me since Katherine left. After a refreshing shower, I trudged downstairs for breakfast, my heart heavy with dread.Days of avoidance hadn't eased the tension; I couldn't escape the inevitable.With a resigned sigh, I took a seat beside Kilo. "Good morning," I muttered to my uncle and aunt.Carolina's snarl greeted me, her annoyance palpable. "Look who finally decided to join us."I refused to give her the satisfaction of a reaction, rolling my eyes instead. I ate slowly, lost in thought.Tristian's concerned voice broke the silence. "How are you feeling, son? You look pale."His genuine concern touched me. I forced a small smile. "I'm okay."But the truth lingered, unspoken. I was far from okay.Breakfast was a strained affair, with Uncle Tristian and Kilo tiptoeing around me, avoiding sensitive topics. But Carolina showed no such restraint."So, Nathaniel, now that y
Third person POV The Redwood pack bustled with activity as they prepared for breakfast. Katherine sat in her room, hesitant to join the crowd. Since her arrival, packmates had grown curious about her connection to their Alpha. She wasn't ready for their stares.Katherine's daily conversations with Dimitri had become a comforting ritual. He kept his promise to take things slow, and her heart fluttered at the thought.A knock on the door broke her reverie. She opened it to find Dimitri standing there, his brows furrowed in concern."Good morning," he said.Katherine felt vulnerable under his scrutinizing gaze. It was as if Dimitri searched for a hidden sign or expression on her face."Morning," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.Dimitri's eyes locked onto hers, his intensity making her pulse quicken."Are you okay?" he asked, his deep voice laced with genuine concern.Katherine's heart skipped a beat. She wasn't used to anyone caring about her emotions."I'm fine," she said
Nathaniel POV I woke up to a pounding headache, the lingering residue of a distressing nightmare. I shrugged it off, popping my anxiety pills to calm the storm within.Today was crucial; our December runway show loomed, and I needed to ensure everything was flawless.But as I swung my legs over the side of the bed, a wave of weakness washed over me. My legs trembled beneath me, threatening to give way.I hadn't confided in anyone yet, dismissing it as a minor issue. Yet, the fatigue had been persistent, gnawing at my resolve.Gritting my teeth, I pushed myself to stand, every step a testament to my determination.The bathroom beckoned, but standing for long seemed impossible. I opted for a warm soak in the bathtub instead, letting the water envelop me like a soothing balm.As I soaked, my muscles relaxed, and strength seeped back into my limbs."Maybe I was just cold," I rationalized, willing myself to believe it.Feeling revitalized, I dressed and headed downstairs for a much-needed
NATHANIEL'S POV I paced outside the labor ward because I was panicking inside, so Felix kicked me out, my mind racing with memories of the past six months.Katherine's pregnancy had been a whirlwind of emotions – hers and mine. Mood swings, tears, and laughter filled our days. One moment she'd be radiant, glowing with joy; the next, she'd be crying over something as trivial as a misplaced book.I recalled the first time she'd craved pickles and ice cream at 3 AM. I rushed to the store, laughing as she devoured the combination in bed. Her smile had lit up the room.Then there were the days she couldn't leave the bed, exhausted and overwhelmed. I'd held her close, whispering reassurances as she sobbed.Through it all, our love deepened. I marveled at her strength, her resilience.And now, as I stood outside these hospital doors, my heart swelled with anticipation. Our little one was almost here.I took a deep breath, remembering Katherine's words: "We're in this together, Nathaniel."T
KATHERINE POV Tonight was the night – our official mating ceremony. I couldn't shake off the butterflies in my stomach, excitement and nerves tangled together. In the human world, they called it a wedding day, but for us, it was so much more. The thought of wearing the dress Nathaniel had designed specifically for me sent my heart soaring. His talented hands had crafted every detail, every stitch, with love and devotion. As tradition dictated, Nathaniel and I prepared in separate rooms, the anticipation building with each passing moment. As I swung open the closet door, my eyes widened in awe. Before me hung the most breathtaking wedding gown I had ever laid eyes on. The dress was a masterpiece of elegance and sophistication, tailored to perfection. The gown's ivory hue shimmered in the light, its silky fabric seeming to glow from within. Delicate lace and intricate embroidery danced across the bodice, framing the sweetheart neckline. The fitted waist flowed into a flowing,
NATHANIEL'S POV I slumped in my office chair, surrounded by scattered papers and half-empty coffee cups. The early morning hours ticked by as I struggled to focus on designing, my mind wandering to Katherine.Three weeks of absence had left me drowning in work. Janet's emails had been a lifesaver; she definitely deserved a raise.But my thoughts kept drifting back to Katherine. It had been a week since my recovery, and she'd moved back to the guest room. The distance between us felt like an insurmountable chasm.I knew she loved me, just as I loved her. Yet, trust remained the elephant in the room. No matter my efforts, Katherine's doubts lingered.Five hours passed in a blur as I worked, attempting to distract myself from the ache in my chest.Just as the sun began to rise, Kilo's voice broke the silence."What are you doing, cousin?" Kilo asked, concern etched on his face.I rubbed my tired eyes.I rolled my eyes at Kilo, a hint of exasperation creeping into my voice. "What does i
THIRD PERSON POV Nathaniel's eyelids fluttered open, his gaze locking onto Katherine's. The faintest spark of recognition ignited within his eyes, and her heart swelled."Katherine?" His voice, barely above a whisper, sent shivers down her spine.Tears of joy streamed down Katherine's face as she gently took his hand, her fingers intertwining with his."Nathaniel, you're awake," she whispered, her voice trembling.Kilo sprang to his feet, his eyes wide with excitement. "I'll get Felix!" he exclaimed, racing toward the door.As Kilo disappeared into the hallway, Katherine leaned forward, her face inches from Nathaniel's."You're safe now," she reassured him, her voice soft. Nathaniel's gaze drifted to his surroundings, confusion clouding his eyes."What... happened?" he stammered.Memories seemed to flood back, and Nathaniel's expression darkened."Carolina..." he growled.Katherine squeezed his hand gently, "She's dead, Nathaniel.”"Katherine... I'm sorry for not helping." His voice
Katherine POVA maelstrom of emotions ravaged me - anger, rage, and sadness waged war within. Nathaniel's lifeless body slipped from my grasp, and I lost all control. Carolina's growl of frustration at her failed attempt to kill me barely registered.Seizing her sword, I charged toward her. My vision blurred, fueled by unadulterated fury. I grasped Carolina's neck, my grip crushing. Her eyes widened as I squeezed, my fingers digging deep into her skin.With a swift, merciless motion, I twisted her head, snapping her spine. The sound echoed through the silence, a grim finale to our conflict. Carolina's lifeless body crumpled to the ground.The pack's stunned gasps faded into the background as I stood, frozen, my chest heaving. I didn't care that the entire pack witnessed me killing their Luna, or that Kilo watched in horror. From the moment Carolina stabbed Nathaniel, her fate was sealed.Covered in blood, my eyes welled up with tears. I collapsed onto Nathaniel's chest, my ear pressed
NATHANIEL'S POV I stood tall, my gaze piercing Carolina's, as I addressed the gathered warriors. The tension was palpable, the air thick with anticipation. "You've brought war to our doorstep, Carolina. What drives you to turn against your own pack? What grievance could possibly justify this betrayal?"Carolina's smirk twisted her face, her eyes flashing with contempt. I'd known she disliked me, but the depth of her hatred caught me off guard. Her expression revealed a long-simmering resentment, one that had been hiding beneath the surface."I've tolerated your presence for far too long, Nathaniel," Carolina spat, her voice venomous. "You think you're worthy of leading our pack? You're nothing but a weak, abandoned pup. A relic of a forgotten family."Memories resurfaced – Carolina's initial warmth when I first arrived, followed by years of cold indifference. She'd ignored me, made me feel invisible. Not as cruel as my parents, but her disregard still stung. I recalled the countless
Dimitri POV Agony ravaged my body, a relentless fire burning every nerve. I gasped, struggling to surface from the darkness.Where was I?Memories fragmented, like shattered glass. The last thing I remembered was...Pain.It consumed me, a living entity clawing at my insides.My eyelids cracked open, revealing a blurred ceiling. Every heartbeat pulsed pain through my veins.A groan escaped my lips as I shifted, weight pressing down on my battered body.My thoughts swirled, disjointed. What happened? I remembered entering the woodland pack border, did they save me,?With a Herculean effort, I dragged myself upright, but the room spun viciously, threatening to suck me back into the dark abyss. My head pounded, each pulse a fresh wave of agony. I gritted my teeth, fighting the nausea and the memories that lingered, taunting me."Water," I croaked, my voice barely audible.A figure moved beside me, handing me a cool glass. I grasped it with shaking hands and gulped the liquid, feeling
Katherine POV It had been a grueling week of questioning and investigating Dimitri's case, but we were no closer to uncovering any leads. The uncertainty was taking a toll on all of us, leaving everyone on edge. We knew something was brewing, but the when and how remained frustratingly elusive. The past week had been a whirlwind of activity, oscillating between searching for Dimitri and dismantling the council. Most of the wolves who had rallied to our cause had returned to their respective packs, leaving us to navigate the aftermath. David, now appointed alpha of the Redwood pack, was tasked with rooting out any remaining threats. His unwavering dedication was a beacon of hope in these tumultuous times. "So, where are you off to?" Emilia asked, snapping me out of my reverie. I turned to her with a casual shrug. "Just the garden." Nathaniel had persuaded me to join him for a stroll, emphatically stressing it wasn't a date, just a friendly outing. I had agreed, hoping the tran
KATHERINE POV I slowly opened my eyes, blinking away the haze. The world around me was shrouded in a misty, ethereal light. Trees towered above, their branches twisted and gnarled, like grasping fingers. The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves.At first, I thought I was in the forest in the pack, But something felt off. The trees seemed taller, the shadows darker. And the silence... it was oppressive, like a weight pressing down on me.As I sat up, the world around me began to shift and ripple, like the surface of a pond disturbed by a thrown stone. The trees blurred, their branches melting into each other. The sky above transformed into a deep, burning crimson.That's when I realized it. This wasn't real.I was dreaming.A thrill of excitement mixed with fear coursed through my veins, sending shivers down my spine. "Yes, you are my priestess," a distant voice declared, the sound echoing through the misty realm. The voice was mystical and deep, resonating