Noah's POVWhen I woke again, the first thing I saw was Myra's limp body beside me. The sun filters in from the window above through the curtains, painting her features with a warm, golden hue. There she was, sleeping peacefully beside me, her breathing gentle and steady. It was a wonder that she could be so peaceful in her sleep, despite all the turmoil that seemed to surround us from every corner. I couldn't help but admire every detail, from the way her dark hair framed her face to the clear, untroubled skin that seemed to radiate an inner peace. Her eyelids fluttered as I stared at her, and she muttered something in her sleep. She was a vision of serenity, and a strange sense of calmness washed over me as I watched her.At that moment, I had never felt so at ease, as if all my troubles had melted away during the period of our sex. For a while, I stood there, simply watching her sleep, cherishing the quietude that had settled in my heart.I lifted a hand and gently caressed her c
"What do you mean?" I asked as we walked on, past the corridors of the pack house and towards the front door. The entire pack house seemed to have emptied out: I knew that all the guards and maids were at the scene of the execution."The crowd...." Colin paused as we reached the front door. "Let's just say news about your supposed rebellion has spread like wildfire, and people aren't too happy with you."After these words, Colin pushed the front door open and walked out. I followed him closely, pondering on his words. "They're ready to tear down the entire pack house if Julian is eventually killed, Alpha." Colin continued."Well, that's the whole essence of the execution, isn't it?" I growled, walking on."Alpha...." Colin called, reaching out to hold me back. His expression was strained and full of worry. "Do you not think you should think this execution through before doing it? Killing that man might be a tad too much—""Do you know what he did?" I snapped, cutting Colin off. I ste
Myra's POVI watched Noah go with Colin, my heart thudding with all the worries I'd carried around for days now—weeks, even.Noah closed the door behind me: the sound was like a harsh finality to the decision I knew he was going to make. He would kill Julien, and there was nothing I could do to change it.And nothing, at that moment, felt more depressing.I'd chosen to avoid the whole execution, because I knew what would happen. My skin was anything but tough, but I'd been forced to endure the physical and emotional abuse from a wolf pack that was supposed to be my home.I stood by the window, my eyes fixed on the courtyard below where the execution was taking place. My room's window offered a direct view, and I couldn't tear my gaze away from the grim spectacle unfolding before me. Fear gripped my heart, not for the man about to face execution, but for what this event might unleash..People were gathered around, forming a dense circle with the execution block in the middle. I could s
Myra's POVThe room was charged with tension as Reyna's mother's fingers inched closer to my throat. My heart raced, fear tightening its grip around me. But just before her touch could become a reality, the door burst open with a powerful force, and Noah's thunderous voice filled the room."What the hell is going on in here?" he roared, his rage like a living, breathing thing.He stood at the door, long hair billowing around his shoulders in one dark cloud. His stormy grey eyes darkened as they darted from me to Reyna's mother, then back to me."What was she trying to do to you, Myra?" He demanded. "Answer me!""I—" I started, but Reyna's mother quickly interrupted me.She withdrew her hand from my neck, her eyes narrowing in defiance. "I'm just trying to make her see reason, Noah. This Omega is nothing but trouble."Noah's eyes bore into Reyna's mother with an intensity that made even me shiver. "How dare you touch her?"The elderly woman turned to Noah, her hands fisted at her sides
Noah's POVI followed Colin through the pack house, as he led me outside. About a dozen soldiers were already waiting at the door, and they straightened as we walked out, giving stiff salutes.I turned to Colin, feeling anger stir within me. "Where are those bastard wolves?"Colin pointed to his left. "Our sentries at the west border spotted them slowly approaching from afar. They quickly sent word to me. By now, they should be close to us."Without waiting for him to say another word, I turned to the west border and stormed in that direction, Colin and the rest of the guards closely behind me.In no time I got to the border, which was braceleted by a thin expanse of trees. I could see several members of our troops, hiding behind trees with their swords and weapons unsheathed. Another number of soldiers had changed into their wolf forms, standing just beyond the expanse of trees, their brindling bodies rippling with suppressed lycan energy.I took a spot, crouching behind a tree, and
Noah's POVI left Colin at the pack's border, coordinating what was left of our troops. We hadn't sustained much casualties, and it was safe to say that we had won the battle.I moved into the trees, walking by myself silently. I could still hear the words of that rogue wolf who had called himself the Reckoning. It was as though his presence was right behind me, still whispering the words like a faint, depressing echo. I could stand whatever he had said about me, but I wasn't sure I could stand what he'd said he would do to Myra.Slowly I turned to the pack house. My body was still pulsating from the intensity of the battle, and I felt a renewed urgency to ensure Myra's safety. The reckoning's words echoed in my mind, and I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to this threat than met the eye.As I entered the foyer of the pack house, I saw Myra standing by a window on the far end, her gaze fixated outside. She must have witnessed the battle from her vantage point, and I coul
Myra's POVFinally Noah let me go, and I felt a pang of pain in my chest as his hands slipped away from my shoulders. He turned to the coat rail beside the door, and fetched an oversize black coat, draping it around my shoulders."Here," he murmured, fingers brushing the coat's material. "You'll be warm in this."Having to let him go, even for a few days felt like several silver blades to my heart. It was as though my soul was entwined with his, and pulling us apart was like pulling a porcupine's quill from an open wound—painful and merciless.I followed Colin out of the pack house, each step heavy with the weight of what I had to do. I glanced back at the large pack house, feeling a deep sense of unease settle in the pit of my stomach. That rogue wolf's threat still hung heavy in the air like a dark cloud, and I couldn't help but feel vulnerable."We're not taking any carriage." Colin murmured to me as we crossed the lawn in front of the house. "Anyone can spot and easily follow us w
Somehow, in the hazy landscape that was my dreams, I registered a small knock. I reluctantly pulled myself from my sleep and looked around, my memory fuzzy. It took me a good minute to realise that I was still in the cabin, with the blazing fireplace in the corner and the gentle breeze that wafted in through a window.How had I fallen asleep so fast?The knock came again, this time louder and even more insistent. I groaned as I slowly stood to my feet, then shuffled towards the cabin's wooden door.Halfway to the door, I stopped in my tracks, and realisation dawned on me. This place was supposed to be guarded, protected by the thick wall of trees that surrounded me from all angles. Nobody should know about the cabin!As this thought came to me, I approached the door slowly, more carefully this time. Right beside the door was a large, wrought iron poker. I reached for it, feeling a strange sense of calm as my fingers wrapped around the cold iron. I lifted the iron in my hands and app