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
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
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
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 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’s POVAs I entered the house, the cacophony of voices and footsteps was deafening. The detention I'd just returned from for getting into a fight at school seemed like a distant memory now. But I knew what awaited me at home would be far worse. My mother spotted me and immediately let loose her fury, shouting my name with a venomous hiss. Her eyes shone with a dangerous light as she advanced towards me, her cane claws clicking against the floor with every step."How dare you attack the son of the delta of this pack!” She screamed.Her words were sharp as daggers, sinking deep into my heart. "Mom, he attacked me first! He said awful things…" I tried to reason with her, but my words fell on deaf ears. Another slap stung my cheek as she spat, "You're weak and useless! I don't wanna hear any more complaints about you!"As she stormed off to her room, I could feel the tears brimming in my eyes. My name is Katherine Danvers - the Omega runt. Being an Omega isn't so bad, but being
Nathaniel’s POV"I didn't mean to, Mama, I'm sorry!" a little Nate cried out, his voice trembling, as his mother dragged him by the hair. He had accidentally broken a plate while washing dishes, and his mother's wrath was unleashed upon him. "You worthless piece of shit!" she hissed, her malice palpable.She grabbed her cane and began hitting the seven-year-old Nate, who screamed desperately for help. His cries were met with a drunken father staggering towards them, bottle in hand. "Rose, leave the kid alone!" he slurred, his voice a mix of anger and desperation.His mother's grip on the cane loosened as she turned to face her husband. "Oh, shut up, you stupid fool!" she screamed, her rage redirected at the man who had fathered her children. The air was thick with tension as the father's voice boomed in response, his hand raised in a threatening gesture.The mother's eyes flashed with anger, and she retreated, her cane still clutched in her hand. The five-year-old sister, sensing an o
Katherine's POV“I, Nathaniel Hawthorne, rej…” Nathaniel started but his speech was cut off by a voice that screamed, “stop!”. We all turned to see the mysterious man, it was elder Walker, who was one of the oldest men in the pack.“You can not reject an Omega like that,” he said, making our eyes widened. I was an Omega but I knew nothing about that. Well I knew nothing about the omega genes because my family made me feel ashamed of it.“Why?” Emilia asked, elder Walker sighed at our ignorance, “if you do, the omega would likely die, because most omegas depend on the strength of their mate bond alot,” He answered us. My eyes widened at the knowledge that if he hadn't walked it, I would be dead because of Alpha Nathaniel's rejection."That's bullshit, this wedding needs to happen, so Alpha, please continue with the rejection," my dad said, his words piercing my heart like a dagger. It hurt to know that my own family didn't care if I died. "Don't insult my knowledge, Danvers," Elder W
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