Reagan POVFlashback"Who goes there?" The man yelled, his voice echoing through the night as I emerged from the shadows, dragging the lifeless body of the notorious werewolf who had brought terror to the Moon Claw Pack. Tonight, I would make my father proud. Maybe then he would accept me as his son."It's Reagan," I called out, my voice steady despite the weight of the corpse. "Tell my father that I have brought the body of Mathis."The man's eyes widened as he looked at me, then at the bloodied body at my feet. He hesitated for a moment before turning and hurrying into the pack house.A hopeful smile tugged at my lips as I imagined the rare warmth of my father's embrace. The anticipation grew unbearable as I waited, the minutes stretching into hours. But with each passing moment, my hope began to crumble. The cold reality settled inThere was no sign of my father.I stood there like a helpless boy, desperate for a glimpse of the man who had always kept his distance.The sky darkened
Guienvere's POVMy blood boiled as I stormed out of the cell. How dare Reagan lock up Hayden? So what if he broke his order—could anyone really blame him? Reagan had pretended to be him on his wedding day and, if that wasn't enough, had stolen his title as the true Alpha. Hayden had every right to demand answers.I marched up to Reagan's study room, but one of the Shadow Fang pack members blocked my path."I'm sorry, Luna Gwen, but you can't go in," he said firmly."What do you mean I can't go in?" I demanded, struggling to suppress the fury bubbling inside me. There was no need to transfer aggression to this guard."Alpha Reagan specifically requested that no one come in."I scoffed, narrowing my eyes at the man. "I don't care what he told you, but as your Luna, I kindly request you let me in, or else what happens next is on you."The man hesitated, his resolve wavering under my intense glare. For a moment, I thought he would stand his ground, but then he quietly stepped aside.Witho
Guinevere's POV Ugggh.. the only reason I was going to get in the water was because the earlier I convinced him about Hayden the earlier he got him out. “Fine, I’ll get in the water,” Reagan's eyes brightened with a mischievous glint as he watched me. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, making his blue eyes sparkle. “Could you turn?” I asked, trying to maintain some semblance of dignity. Reagan chuckled softly, his amusement evident in the light crinkle of his eyes and the way his lips curved upward. “Wait, you’re serious?” “Yes, I’m serious,” I snapped, my voice tight with frustration. With a playful smirk, Reagan turned away. “It’s not like we’ve not seen each other’s nakedness before.” I rolled my eyes at his comment, feeling a flush of heat rise to my cheeks. Ignoring his teasing, I swiftly undressed, my movements brisk as I tried to avoid any lingering glances. As I slid into the water, the cool sensation contrasted sharply with the warmth of my skin. Reagan turne
Guienever's POVThe night had been a turbulent blur of emotions, the images of Reagan in the water and his words...Just for once, Can you not talk about Hayden?Focus on me, Andrea.Do you have any idea, how hard it is for me to act like I don’t want you when every fiber of my being is craving you?Do you know, the dirty dreams I’ve had about you and how ....No... I shouldn't be thinking about thisExhausted and restless, I struggled to rise from the bed, desperate to shake off the lingering thoughts of Reagan.I hurried to the shower, the cool water failing to wash away the tumult of my thoughts. With a renewed sense of urgency, I raced towards the cells where Hayden was being held. My heart pounded with worry, each step echoing my desperation to see him.As I rounded a corner, I collided with someone. I stumbled slightly, catching myself as I looked up. It was Reese, the Omega, who had a friendly demeanor and a warm smile that contrasted with the tension I felt. His eyes were kind
Guinevere's POV“Gwen…” Hayden’s voice softened as he gazed into my eyes, his expression a mix of determination and pain. “It hurts my ego to say this, to tell the woman I love to do such a thing.”Then don’t“But,” he continued, “I really want to be with you, together leading our people, building a family. And that can’t be done unless we bring down Reagan.”His plea hung in the air, a heavy weight pressing on my chest. “I know it’s difficult, but please, can you do it?”My mind screamed “No,” but the words lodged in my throat, refusing to come out. Instead, I forced a smile and gave a small nod, my heart clenching with uncertainty.Hayden’s face lit up with a wide smile, relief washing over his features. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a tight embrace. “I love you,” he whispered, his breath warm against my ear.“I love you too,” I replied, the words tasting bitter on my tongue. I tried to shake off the uneasy feelings gnawing at me. Was he truly happy that I agreed so
Guinevere's POVThe loud sound of music thumped through my chest, and the acrid smell of alcohol filled my nose as I stepped into Papi's Bar. The dimly lit room buzzed with the chatter and laughter of humans, their scents mingling in a heady mix that was almost overpowering."Look who decided to grace us with her presence!" a familiar voice called out.A genuine smile spread across my face as I made my way to the bar. Alex stood there, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she wiped down the counter."Alex," I greeted, sliding onto a stool."If it isn't my favorite," she leaned in with a conspiratorial whisper, "werewolf."I chuckled, feeling a bit of the tension ease from my shoulders. "How are you?""Doing fine as always," she replied, her smile turning into a mock pout. "A little mad though. My best friend just ghosted me.""I'm sorry about that," I said, guilt washing over me."You're lucky you're cute," she teased, her eyes narrowing playfully. "So, what will it be?""Honestly, I'l
Guinevere’s POVAs I stood in front of the mirror, my reflection stared back at me with a mixture of determination and unease. I focused on my reflection, repeating my mission to myself: “You have one mission: Not to seduce Reagan, but to find a way to get closer to him, break his walls, and then get the Alpha Ring.”I frowned slightly, the weight of the plan making my stomach churn. Despite the resolve in my voice, a pang of guilt tugged at me. Reagan wasn’t supposed to be the Alpha; he had taken Hayden’s position. It was only fair that I help reclaim it.Trying to shake off the unease, I forced a smile. "You can do this," I told my reflection, trying to bolster my confidence. "How hard could it be? Everyone loves you and can't resist you."If only I knew that wasn't going to be the case.It had been three days since I last saw or spoke to Reagan. He was deliberately avoiding me. Each time I tried to catch his attention—whether by waving in the hallway or waiting for him at meals—he
Reagan POVRya's wolf lunged at me, the force of her impact slamming me against the wall. The air whooshed out of my lungs as I braced myself, my eyes widening in surprise.“Okay,” Rya said, her voice exasperated as she shifted back to human form. Her bare skin glistened with sweat, and her hands were outstretched toward me. “That’s the fourth hit. What the hell, Reagan?” Her eyes were sharp, filled with both concern and irritation.I grabbed her hands, steadying myself as I pushed away from the wall. “You’ve been spacing out. Care to share?” she asked, her tone softer now but still probing.“I'm fine,” I said, reaching for a bottle of water and taking a long gulp. The cool liquid felt refreshing against the heat rising from my face.Rya raised a skeptical eyebrow, clearly not buying my dismissal. Her gaze was sharp, and her arms crossed over her chest as she scrutinized me. “Rya, it’s nothing serious,” I insisted, though the truth was far from simple.In reality, my mind had been pre