Lyra’s POV “Unbelievable!” Alpha Damian’s roar echoed through the hall, shaking the walls and sending a shiver down my spine. His fists slammed against the table, they sound like thunder, silencing both me and my mother. I stood a few steps behind my mother, barely able to hide my smirk as the Alpha seethe with rage. I totally understood him as Davina's involvement with his son was an insult to him and the pack. “A dumb girl? An Omega?” He scoffed, pacing the floor like a caged wolf. “How dare she? My son, the future Alpha of this pack, risking everything for someone like her?” His voice dripped with disgust. Genevieve, my ever-calculating mother, strolled forward, in a gentle but firm voice. “Alpha, it’s unfortunate, but I felt it was my duty to inform you. Malcolm’s behavior… it’s unbecoming of someone in his position.” Alpha Damian stopped pacing, as his piercing eyes narrowed as he looked at my mother. “You’ve done the right thing, Genevieve. This… this nonsense ends no
Davina’s POV “Get out.” I blinked, unsure if I’d heard her correctly. Genevieve stood at the door, with keys in her hand, she was glaring at me with so much mockery. “Didn’t you hear me, Davina? I said get out. You can go back to your room now. Although You have laundry to do.” Get out? The word hung in my ear, taunting me. For days, weeks, maybe I’d been locked away in this cold, suffocating room, I was just so desperate to escape. But now, staring at her smug face, I didn’t feel relief. I felt scared. I was back to the hard reality of life. To tasking jobs without food. “Why now?” My voice came out hoarse, but barely more than a whisper. She smirked and leaned against the doorframe. “Why not? Don’t think for a second it’s out of kindness. We’re done with you, that’s all. You’re nothing but a waste of space. Moreover, we have jobs to do.” I wanted to argue, to beg her to keep me still locked up, but I bit my tongue. The last thing I needed was to give her more reason to hurt
Lyra’s POV“Why is he here?”I stiffened, curling my fingers around the window frame as I saw Malcolm striding toward our house. He wasn't looking happy or even friendly. He was just walking as if he was coming to fight.My stomach twisted in irritation. I knew exactly why he’s here. That witch Davina. Of course, it was always about her. And that thought made me so angry. His father had warned him to stay away from Davina and he had agreed now he’s here.For days, he had stayed away like a good little Alpha heir, just as his Father had commanded. But now? Now, he is back? What for? Does he want to lose his inheritance? Does he prefer Davina over his position?Was he here to defy his father? This is crazy. Totally.I almost walked outside to stop him. To tell him to turn around, to remind him of his place in My life. But something held me back. No. Let’s see how this plays out. I thought.If Davina threw herself at him again, if she begged him to take her back, I’d have all the proof I
Malcolm's POV"Again."I barely heard my father's voice over the sound of my own heavy breathing. Sweat dripped down my face, my muscles burned, and my vision blurred. My opponent, who was a lower-rank warrior, lunged at me.I moved to dodge it but I was too slow. All of a sudden, I received a hard punch so hard on my ribs, sending me staggering back. If not that I have an Alpha blood in me, I would have been knocked down by the impact of the punch.A few gasps rippled through the training grounds. No one had ever landed a hit on me before. I was Malcolm Blackwood, the future Alpha, undefeated in every battle.Until now. They were surprised, nobody believed what just happened."Focus, Son!" my father barked from the sidelines, he was barely containing his frustration. But to be honest, I didn't care about his frustration, his anger, the crowd, the training. In fact, I was enjoying the pain. Maybe they would help me get my mind off the hurt I was feeling.I clenched my fists, shaking o
Davina’s POV“Why? Malcolm, why?”The words echoed in my mind, over and over, but there was no answer. There would never be an answer. Nobody will give me any explanation.I lay curled up on my small, worn-out mattress, with my arms wrapped tightly around myself as if that could somehow hold me together. But it couldn’t. Nothing could.He was gone.Malcolm was not just my mate. Not just the boy who had kissed me under the trees when no one was watching. Not just the person who had whispered amazing promises that I had believed with every fragile piece of my heart.He was everything. My friend. My playmate. The only one who had ever seen me, really seen me, in a world that had never wanted me.And now he had abandoned me like I was nothing. I didn't deserve this kind of pain.I gasped, as I let out a broken sound, as another wave of pain crashed into me. The rejection wasn’t physical, he hadn’t even spoken the words to sever the bond… but it didn’t matter. My heart felt like it had bee
Malcolm’s POV “Davina.” She didn’t stir. I could see her face very clearly as the moon fixed its brightness on her face, she was curled up on the cold forest floor. Her dark hair was tangled, her clothes wrinkled, and there was an exhaustion to her face that made my chest tighten painfully. Davina was suffering. And it hurts my heart to see her in pain. I knelt beside her, brushing a strand of hair from her face. Her skin was cold. Too cold. “Davina, wake up.” My voice was softer this time. She flinched slightly, furrowing her brows before her eyes slowly fluttered open. For a second, she just stared at me, her deep brown eyes were hazy with sleep. Then, as she recognized me, she widened her eyes in disbelief. “Malcolm?” I swallowed hard. “Yeah. It’s me.” She pushed herself up, rubbing her eyes like she couldn’t trust what she was seeing. Then, her expression changed into confusion, then hope, then something I couldn't tell. “You came,” she whispered. I didn’t know what to
Malcolm’s POV“Moon Goddess, please just take me too. I don't want to live.”Her voice was faint through the mind link, but I heard it.And it destroyed me. Davina was wishing for death because of the pain I caused her?I stopped walking. No, I froze, my body refused to take another step. The pain in her voice was unbearable, it was worse than any wound I had ever taken in battle. Worse than my father’s wrath. Worse than the fear of losing everything.She was my mate.And I had left her there, broken, and alone.I clenched my fists, my breathing was ragged as I fought against the instincts screaming at me to turn around. To go back to her. To hold her.She had been my everything.I had been her only thing.And I abandoned her.I lifted my head to the sky, with my heart beating violently against my ribs. Moon Goddess, why are you punishing us? What have we done to deserve this?Of course, there was no answer.There was never an answer.I turned.Before I could even think twice about wh
Malcolm’s POV“You’re not leaving yet, are you?”Her voice was soft, still filled with sleep, as she traced lazy circles on my chest. Her touch sent shivers down my spine, but I forced myself to stay still, to not let my emotions show.After such an emotional and satisfying night, I was just too lazy to leave. I was still enjoying her smoothing carress all over me.I turned my head to the side, taking in her face. The way the early morning sun kissed her skin, the way her lips curved into the smallest, was most peaceful smile.I wanted to remember and cherish this moment forever.I needed to.“I should go,” I murmured, though my arms were still tightened around her instead. Davina was my peaceful place. I could do almost everything with her by my side.Davina sighed, moving closer, and finally rested her head against my shoulder. “Just a little longer, please..” she whispered.I closed my eyes, inhaling her scent, committing it to the memory of Lavender and Warmth. She was my home. I
Davina’s POV Marked by ScarsI started hearing footsteps. At first, it sounded distant but as I kept hearing it, it was getting closer and closer.I was scared. What should I do? Are they coming? Or was it something else?While I was contemplating on what to do, the footsteps got very close and stopped. I turned my head slowly, my pulse was hammering in my heart.“Please, please, don't hurt me.” I prayed to myself rather than to him. And then, from the back of the trees, there he was, talking tall and strong. His piercing gaze was locked onto me with quiet intensity.I didn't know what to do. I couldn't run and even if I did, there was no way I was going to run faster than this demigod I was seeing.I swallowed hard, trying to catch my breath as I took a small step back.“Who are you?” His voice was deep, strong, but not unkind. I opened my mouth, but the words wouldn’t come.He tilted his head, studying me, and then his expression changed a bit as curiosity flickered across his fa
Lost and AloneDavina’s POVThe cold seeped into my bones before I even opened my eyes. My body was deeply aching, the pain was sharp and also running through my limbs like I had been trampled by a stampede. My skin prickled against the rough forest floor, and a chill ran through me. I looked down, I was naked. Totally. I gasped as the realization hit me first, before anything else. I wrapped my arms around myself instinctively, as if I could shield myself from the exposure, but it did nothing against the biting cold. My fingers dug into the dirt, and I tried to calm my fear, but my chest felt tight, like something heavy was pressing down on it. I tried to remember everything that had happened and finally, it came. The memories. Flashes of what happened tore through my mind in broken, and disjointed pieces.The pain, the unbearable agony of my bones snapping, reforming, twisting into something unnatural. The heat that burned through my body, the feeling of my skin stretching, tearin
The Great EscapeDavina’s POVFor the first time in my life…I felt powerful.I was looking at myself. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Why did it take so long? After taking insults? Oh, mine.Recalling everything I had been through, the ill-treatment, cruel words, the endless humiliation…I didn't know how to contain my joy. It felt too real to be true. I wasn’t that weak girl anymore. I wasn’t an Omega crawling in the dirt, begging for scraps of kindness. That omega that everyone wants to control, punish, and use as a punching bag.I was something else, something more and beautiful. I was sure Lyra and her mother weren't going to like this. I have my freedom now.“Seize her!”The Alpha’s voice rang through my ears, loud and commanding.I barely had a second to react before the warriors rushed forward. Why was he trying to capture me? Did I commit any crime? Everyone was supposed to be happy that our pack had experienced something beautiful.As I was wondering, I saw their huge Mu
The TransformationDavina’s POVIt started as a dull ache in my chest, spreading like wildfire through my veins. My body trembled, every nerve inside of me was set ablaze. I clutched my arms, gasping, but the pain only intensified. I hadn't felt this kind of pain even when my mate's bond with Malcom was broken.“What is happening to me?Something was wrong.Or maybe...something was changing."Look at her!" someone jeered. "She can't even stand!"“Very weak girl.”Laughter rippled through the crowd, but I barely heard it over the roaring in my ears. I could barely see. The world spun. Every bone in my body felt like it was breaking all at once.I felt real, raw excruciating, all-consuming pain.Then, it was.A sickening crack echoed through the hall. My legs buckled as white-hot agony tore through me.I screamed.I dropped to my knees, my fingers clawing at the dirt as if I could ground myself, as if I could stop whatever was happening inside me. My breath came in ragged gasps, my visi
The Pack's CrueltyDavina’s POVI could barely stand. My body was shaking, my stomach was also twisting seriously in pain, and the sour taste of vomit was still burning my throat. My knees felt weak, but I forced myself to straighten. I refused to let them see me like this. But the worst part was that I didn't know what was wrong with me. I wanted to run away but I couldn't.I had survived seeing my mate reject me, choose someone else as his mate and Luna, so why can't I survive hearing that they were going to mate? What the hell is going on with me?Through my pain, I could see people’s irritation; some were not even hiding it. I was hearing disgusting things about me. I don't really blame them though. I had acted up during the succession ceremony and now this?I tried not to give Lyra the satisfaction of seeing me or believing that I was hurt but I couldn't. I was hurting but it wasn't from what I heard but from whatever that was going on with me. In my body.But then, insults were
A Painful TruthDavina’s POVI have been here for the past twenty-four hours. It has been nothing but peaceful and lonely. I wanted to go far away from my pack from all these betrayals and pain but I had nowhere else to go. No friends, no family.I have no choice but to go back.As much as I hated it, as much as it burned me from the inside, I had to return to the pack. That’s my only place whether I like it or not.The place that had never felt like home. A place where I was nothing.As the day went on. I tried to push back my hurt and refocus on my duties, trying to stay invisible. I didn’t want to see Malcolm. I didn’t want to hear about Lyra. Or even have her punish me. She was looking for a slight opportunity to get me punished to show me her new position.I was managing But it was impossible to avoid the gossip, the way the pack spoke about them as if they were some true love story. When I knew she and her mother manipulated their way there.I wanted to scream every time I heard
Malcolm’s ApologyMalcolm’s POVI could still hear the cheers echoing behind me. The celebration was in full swing, laughter, and music were heard, but I wasn’t there. I couldn’t be.Not when she had run.Not when she was out there, hurting.Hurting because of me.I had been looking for a way to go see her since she ran out of the event. I knew my actions would hurt her so much. I was literally the only one she had in our pack. I understand her. With the little distraction I got, I decided to go look for her. At least make sure she's alright and probably explain things to her.I shoved past the pack members congratulating me, ignoring the hands that reached out to pat my shoulder, and the people calling my name.I didn’t care about any of it.I only cared about her.“Damn it, Davina.” I hope she forgives me. My legs burned as I ran, and my chest was tight with emotion and exhaustion. I had spent the entire ceremony keeping myself together, pretending like I couldn’t feel her pain or
Shattered TrustDavina’s POVThe image of them together burned into my mind like a cruel, and unforgiving brand.Malcolm and Lyra standing side by side, their bodies were touching and holding hands. It was supposed to be me.And to make matters worse, His lips moved close to her ears, and he whispered something in her ear, making her smile.I couldn’t breathe.The weight of my own betrayal pressed down on me so hard it felt like I would collapse right there, in front of everyone. My chest continued to tightened, and a strangled sob clawed its way out of my throat before I could stop it.I saw a few heads turn, and their eyes flashed in my direction. Some of them sneered, while others were indifferent.But Malcolm… my Malcolm didn’t even look at me. I was dying and he didn't even care. Did he hate me so much? My only sin was just loving him, being dumb, and being an omega.I had spent time dreaming of this moment. Of our moment. The moment he’d be proud of me.And now, I was living thr
The Ultimate BetrayalDavina’s POV “Let all fall silent!”The elder’s voice cut through the celebration, sounding loud and commanding.The moment those words were spoken, everything stopped. Everyone stopped talking and refocused.The cheers, the music, the idle conversations were all gone in an instant. It was time for the next action. The moment I have been waiting for.I began to sweat, my heart was rising and falling steadily against my chest. I was nervous. I bet it wasn't just me, everyone was flashing their eyes in anticipation.Because this was it. The moment we all have been waiting for.The moment every she-wolf dreamed of.The moment the future Alpha would announce his mate and his Luna.And I knew, deep in my bones, that it wouldn't be me but it should be me.I was his mate. Destined by the moon goddess.I was the one he loved.I wrapped my arms around myself, as if that would somehow shield me from the fear curling inside me. My chest felt tight, and I struggled to take