Third person POV In Nevada's dark forest, two werewolves stood facing each other, their eyes locked in a tense stare. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves. Their chests rose and fell with slow, deliberate breaths. The silence between them was heavy with unspoken words, and the trees loomed above, as if waiting for something to happen.The first wolf's voice trembled with a mix of fear and hostility as he asked, "What do you want from me?" His eyes darted back and forth, searching for any sign of deception or hidden motives.The second wolf's grin grew wider, his tongue clicking with excitement. "I'm proposing an alliance, a partnership that could benefit us both. We share a common enemy, the Council. Why don't we join forces and take them down together?"The first wolf's skepticism was evident in his raised eyebrow and narrowed eyes. He glared at the second wolf, his tail twitching with agitation. "I don't understand you," he growled, his voice laced wit
Katherine POV I stared up at the sky, gazing at the stars as I coughed up water. I could hear a sigh of relief from the person who helped me. Turning, I saw David Matthews, Quentin's friend."What the hell were you thinking, jumping into the water?" David asked, running his hand through his wet hair. I didn't have the strength to answer, so I just lay there on the grass.After a prolonged silence, David returned with a sweater and handed it to me. I sat up and wore it, feeling a bit warmer."Are you okay?" David asked, his voice laced with concern. I shook my head vigorously, my hand shaking. "I don't know what to believe anymore," I muttered, fresh tears streaming down my face.David sighed and pulled me into his embrace. It felt weird, but I didn't mind at that moment. "It will be okay, Katherine. It will be fine," he cooed, stroking my hair gently. I cried until I had no more tears left, then pulled out of the hug and flashed him a sad smile. "Thanks for saving me." I meant it; no
Chapter 34Third person POVKatherine felt her soul slipping away as she opened her eyes to find a white-haired girl standing before her. The pungent scent of magic wafted through the air, unmistakable evidence that this stranger was a witch."How did she get here?" Katherine muttered to herself, alarm creeping into her voice.The witch, Amelia, flashed a mischievous smile, though her eyes remained cold. "Little omega, don't fret; I'm not an enemy unless you want me to be."Katherine's gaze darted frantically around the room, searching for an escape route, but the door was sealed shut. Her luck had run out."My name is Amelia," the witch continued, her tone turning serious. "I was sent to warn you."Katherine's confusion deepened, her brow furrowed. What could this witch possibly want to warn her about? She was just an omega, after all.Amelia scoffed, as if she'd heard Katherine's thoughts, but chose not to elaborate."Beware of foes who pose as friends," Amelia cautioned. "Even thos
Dimitri POV I tapped my fingers impatiently on the table, awaiting David's return. He'd been tasked with gathering intel on the rogue attacks.Layla Rose, my fiancée, approached me, her eyes batting seductively. "What's wrong, babe?" she asked.I growled, shrugging off her gentle touch. "Don't touch me."My tone was menacing, and Layla's face fell. I ascended to my office, leaving her behind.Our arrangement was strategic; her family's wealth and influence would strengthen my pack. But my thoughts drifted to Katherine, the omega girl.Last night's stalking had only deepened my intrigue. Her connection to the Woodland pack's alpha and beta was clear. I despised the Woodland pack's arrogance and the alpha's condescending attitude.A knock on the door broke my reverie. "Enter."David, my beta and closest ally, bowed upon entering."What took you so long?" I demanded, snatching the files from his hand.He shrugged, taking a seat opposite me.The files revealed nothing about the attack
Third person POV The sun cast its golden rays through the uncovered windows, illuminating the room. Katherine and Nathaniel lay entwined in his bed, lost in a deep slumber. The murmur of packmates outside gradually penetrated Katherine's consciousness, and she stirred.Blinking slowly, Katherine adjusted to the bright light. "Damn, we forgot to close the curtains," she whispered, her voice husky from sleep.As she turned toward Nathaniel, his warm breath and intoxicating scent enveloped her. His hand still wrapped possessively around her waist, holding her close. Katherine's thoughts drifted to the previous night, and a delicate blush spread across her cheeks.Though they hadn't crossed any boundaries, Nathaniel's desire for her was undeniable. The gentle caress of his tongue on her skin, the tender bite marks on her neck – not a mate mark, just a playful claim – left her tingling.Katherine's heart skipped a beat as Nathaniel stirred, his growl rumbling deep in his chest. Fearing hi
Katherine POV Weeks had passed since the rogue attack, and my life had transformed. The memories of that fateful day still lingered, but they no longer held me hostage. My shoulder and ankle had healed, and with them, my spirit.For the first three days after the attack, Nathaniel had been relentless in his devotion. He hovered around me like a protective mama bear, his concern adorable and heartwarming. I cherished those moments, thrilled to see my mate so invested in my well-being.As I stepped out of the room, the crisp morning air invigorated me. The sun's warm rays danced across my skin, and I felt alive.My thoughts drifted to Nathaniel, and a soft smile spread across my face. Our bond had grown stronger, and my heart swelled with hope. Maybe, just maybe, our mating could work.The rift between Emilia and me still existed, but I'd mind anymore, maybe it was for the best.Instead, I focused on the positive changes in my life. Nathaniel's gentle touch, his soothing presence, and
Third person POV The house was dead silent as Emilia sat in her room, alone and isolated. She couldn't muster the courage to face her parents' venomous words downstairs.Contrary to most people's belief, Emilia had no friends apart from Nathaniel. But with the current rift between her and Katherine, being around Nathaniel felt awkward.Emilia sighed, chugging down a bottle of wine. The alcohol numbed her problems, offering temporary escape.The noise downstairs signaled her parents' return from work. Emilia's anxiety spiked, knowing she couldn't hide from their wrath."Where is that good-for-nothing child?" her mother screamed, storming upstairs.Mrs. Thompson burst into Emilia's room, laughter erupting at the sight of her drunk daughter."You're so foolish to think wine will wash away your idiocy," Mrs. Thompson taunted.Emilia slurred, "Mom, please...I just need to rest." She pushed the wine bottle off her bed and lay down quietly.Mrs. Thompson's smirk grew wicked. She rushed down
Katherine POV Days had ticked by since Nathaniel's birthday, and I'd noticed a subtle shift in him. He'd grown more open, more approachable. His smiles, though rare, now appeared twice a day – a frequency that, for Nathaniel, constituted often.But today, my anxiety eclipsed his warm transformation. Training began, and I wasn't thrilled. In fact, dread knotted my stomach.My family's past embarrassment still stung. They'd hidden me away, ashamed of my omega nature. I'd never trained, never learned to defend myself.The thought of facing the training ground, surrounded by skilled warriors, terrified me. What if I failed? What if I made a fool of myself?I pinched my nose, shrugging into a black trousers and shirt. With school on break, my days felt empty. Daily chats with Quentin and David weren't the same as spending time together; it had been a week since I'd seen them."Nathaniel's been different lately," I thought, a flutter in my chest."Kathy, get dressed. Emilia's outside," Nat
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