Damien’s POV"WHERE THE FUCK DID SHE GO?!"I bellowed, my voice shaking the walls.My fury surged as I grabbed the nearest lamp and hurled it across the room toward Blake.Unfortunately, he ducked just in time."You haven’t been able to contact her through the mind link?" he asked, his voice filled with disbelief.I growled, barely restraining the urge to throw something else at him. "She’s blocked herself from me somehow! I can’t feel her at all!"It had been days since Iris disappeared.No one saw her leave.No one knew where she went.And that was the most frustrating part.How had she done this?How had she managed to completely shut herself off from me?I hadn’t slept since I realized she was gone. Not even for a second.It was like she had become a ghost—vanishing without a trace, without a scent to follow.And if she didn’t return before the next full moon, the council would declare her a rogue Luna.And rogues don’t survive.I clenched my fists and stormed out of the room, lea
I chuckled.Something about her voice was comforting, almost… familiar.It reminded me of my mother."Where have you been all this time?" Damien asked, his voice laced with curiosity.Lillian shrugged. "In rogue territory, the neutral zone. I was held against my will until I finally managed to escape. Ever since then, I’ve been watching over Iris—right up until you kidnapped her. I was stolen at birth, so I had no idea if she even knew about me… or if she hated me. So, I just kept my distance."My heart clenched. "I could never hate you. What happened to you was beyond your control."She smiled, relieved. "That’s good to know, beautiful.""Her name is Lillian Iris Rose—same as mine, pretty much," I added, glancing at Damien.He stood there, frozen, still trying to process everything.Honestly?I couldn’t blame him.I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that I had a twin sister…One who talked way too much.Suddenly, Lillian’s face lit up. "Can I figure out the shower by m
I nodded. "Yeah, I'm actually hungry. And thirsty."Then Lillian smirked. "But I think I might be thirsty for you, gorgeous."She winked at Damien.His face turned red, but before he could react, I scolded her."Lillian, go get your own mate!" I snapped.She grinned. "Why bother when I can just harass yours and get on your nerves?"I groaned. "I liked it better when you were caring and nice in the forest."She laughed.Together, we walked out of the room and headed downstairs to the kitchen. As we passed by other pack members, their expressions shifted—concern, confusion, and hesitation written all over their faces."They don’t know which one is the real Luna," Damien chuckled.As soon as we sat down at the kitchen island, Lillian clapped her hands together."Alright, listen up! I want a grilled cheese, crust cut off, sliced diagonally. I’m reliving my childhood dreams here, so hurry up, handsome—I'm starving!"I giggled—something I'd been doing a lot lately.It felt… nice.I never re
Lillian turned to Damien. "All my life, I was told I had this darkness swirling inside me—that no matter where I went, I would always be locked away like an animal. Then I found out they took the wrong twin. I wasn’t even the one they wanted. But people always just assumed I was the dark one."She sighed, then gave a small smile."But you know what? I’m glad they took me instead of Iris."Blake scowled. "What the fuck is wrong with people?"Lillian simply shrugged. "Nothing you can do about it now. All I care about is being free and being with the only family I have left."I swallowed hard. "I used to catch Mom crying to herself quietly, and I never understood why. Sometimes, she’d call me Lillian… I always assumed she just liked using my middle name."---FlashbackI searched behind the curtains, but Mommy wasn’t there.I looked all over the house before finally making my way to my room, where I heard soft, quiet sobs.I pushed the door open, peering into the darkness. "Mommy? Why ar
"The one with the power will be able to control everything. Nothing will stand in her way. It is her destiny to become the One. Good or evil is her choice, and her decision will shape the world."The voice echoed in my mind, unfamiliar yet strangely familiar.I sighed.Why was I always hearing voices?What had led me to this point where my own thoughts weren’t even my own anymore?"You awake, kiddo?"Lillian’s voice rang through my head, breaking through my thoughts."Yes, I'm awake. And please, don't call me kiddo.""Whatever. You heard that voice too?"I frowned. "Yeah… how did you know?""Duh, genius. We're twins. How else do you think I’d be talking to you right now?"I sighed. "Well, what does it mean? I feel like I’m always hearing voices, and it’s driving me insane.""We’ll talk about it later. Not today. Today, I want to enjoy pack life and harass your mate some more."I groaned. "Go harass your own mate."---A deep chuckle made me open my eyes.I turned my head to see Damien
"Hey, handsome, you never gave me that kiss yet," Lillian teased Damien, pouting playfully."Lily, get your ass in here before I eat your food," I heard Blake call from the kitchen.Lillian dashed toward the kitchen, and we followed."What the hell are these things?" she asked, staring at the bowl of food in front of her."It's cereal. You've never had cereal before?" Blake asked, surprised.She shook her head. "I was fed scraps most of the time... sometimes, I wasn't fed at all. I was lucky to get a meal."Blake growled, clenching his jaw. I could tell he hated hearing about the way she'd been mistreated. I knew exactly how he felt—helpless, furious, and devastated that she had endured so many years of captivity and abuse.Lillian reached out, resting her hand on his cheek as she shook her head."I have you now," she said softly. "The past is the past. What matters is that you can give me a better future." She smiled warmly.Blake sighed, grabbing her hand and pressing a gentle kiss
"The one with the power controls the wolf community. She bows to no one. She commands all. There is only one who can control her power. Kill the controller, and no one will be left to stand in her way.""AHHHHHHHH!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. It felt as if a million knives were stabbing into me repeatedly, followed by an unbearable heat that spread through my body.Damien woke up beside me, instantly alert. His sharp eyes darted around the room before settling on me."Flower, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.Before I could answer, another bloodcurdling scream echoed through the entire packhouse.I knew that scream."Lillian!" I called through our private mind link.She didn’t respond—just screamed again. And suddenly, a fresh wave of pain hit me, making me clutch my stomach. My temperature skyrocketed, my skin burning up from the inside. Desperate for relief, I ripped off my clothes, leaving only my underwear.I turned to Damien and saw his eyes darken a
She was the one who made sure no male wolves came anywhere near my room during my heat, including Damien, who kept losing control of his wolf.After what felt like an eternity, my heat finally ended, and I was free to roam without worrying about unbearable pain or male wolves trying to mark me.I stepped out of my bedroom and headed toward the kitchen, where I noticed Blake and Lillian talking quietly."Hey, sweetheart. Feeling better?" Lillian asked kindly.I smiled and nodded."You never call me sweetheart. Why does she get special treatment?" Blake pouted, crossing his arms.Lillian patted his cheek. "You're my Blakey. That’s special enough. Besides, she’s my twin—we’re practically the same person."Before I could respond, I felt warm arms wrap around my waist. I leaned into his touch, finally able to enjoy Damien's embrace without any unwanted urges clouding my mind."Hey, gorgeous," he murmured. "No hard feelings about yesterday, right?"Lillian smirked. "Oh, you mean when I thre
"Thanks, Iris," Danielle said, clutching her head in pain as her body trembled."Danielle, take a deep breath and calm down. Relax your mind and focus on shifting. Imagine yourself as a wolf, running through the forest," I instructed.She nodded, squeezing her eyes shut as the trembling grew more intense. Suddenly, she dropped to all fours, and the piercing sound of cracking bones shattered the silence of the forest.A sharp scream tore from her lips.What's happening? Damien’s voice rang through our mind link.Your sister is shifting, I replied.Thank you for being there for her. We're still setting up her birthday party, he said.I focused back on Danielle as her bones continued to shift and break, her whimpers turning into furious growls. Then, her form stilled, and a stunning dark brown she-wolf with black paws stood before me.She lifted her head and growled, her wild eyes locking onto mine. Newly shifted wolves were often overwhelmed by instincts, sometimes even attacking those
I woke up snuggled against someone's chest."Damien, get up. You've been asleep long enough," I murmured, trying to wiggle out of his grasp but failing miserably."No… five more minutes," he groaned, pulling me even closer.I sighed in defeat before turning around to face him. Damien looked so peaceful and calm in his sleep, his usual intensity softened by dreams. I reached up and gently pecked his lips, causing his eyes to flutter open."That was a lovely wake-up call," he said with a wink.Rolling my eyes, I pushed against his chest as he finally loosened his grip. I sat up, only to realize I was still completely bare from the night before. Blushing, I grabbed the white bedsheet and wrapped it around myself like a towel before heading to the bathroom.Just as I reached the doorway, I glanced back and noticed Damien lying there, very much uncovered, a smug look on his face."Like what you see?" he teased.Crossing my arms over the sheets, I smirked. "Just for that comment, you're not
"I don't want to stop. I want you," I breathed out. At that exact moment, I could tell that his wolf had fully taken over. His eyes darkened with desire as he pulled me closer, his hands trailing over my body as if memorizing every inch. My breath hitched when he gripped the fabric of my shirt—and with one swift motion, it was gone. I gasped at his boldness, my heart racing. His lips found my shoulder, leaving a trail of warmth as he moved up toward my mark. I could feel the strength in his touch, the restraint he was barely holding onto. His presence alone sent a shiver down my spine, anticipation crackling between us like a storm on the horizon. But then, an unfamiliar hesitation crept into me. I had never been this vulnerable before, never exposed to anyone like this. I instinctively moved to cover myself, but Damien let out a low growl, his hands catching mine. "Don't," he murmured, his voice husky with emotion. "You're more beautiful than anyone I've ever been with." Slowly
I walked away, leaving Lillian and Danielle behind in the destroyed living room, and made my way upstairs. Roars and shouts shook the walls, vibrating through the halls like an earthquake.Damien was furious.He wasn’t just angry—he was desperate. His mate was in danger, and he didn’t understand what was happening. Someone was threatening me, the person he swore to protect.I knew this because I felt every single one of his emotions.Standing in front of the bedroom door, I took a deep breath and pushed it open.Damien lay on his back on the king-sized bed, his hands covering his face. The room was eerily silent, a stark contrast to the rage that had just shaken the house. I glanced around. Nothing had been broken—except for the new holes in the walls."Damien," I called softly, stepping toward him.No response.I climbed onto the bed, straddling his waist, and gently took his hands, prying them away from his face.The moment I saw him, my breath hitched.I had never seen Damien this
"Get up, maggot, and bow to your Luna," Damien snarled.I had never heard Damien this aggressive before—not even with his pack members. But then again, he had always hated rogues. My sister and I were the only exceptions."I’ll bow to the girl when you bring her to me. I have a message for her," a cold, empty voice spoke from the shadows.A man sat on the opposite side of the cell, his back turned to us. He was cross-legged on the cold, damp floor, as if meditating."And what’s this message?" Damien spat."I said the message is for the fucking girl. Now bring her here!" the man shouted through the bars, catching both of us off guard.I glanced at Damien and saw the shock flicker across his face. No one spoke to an Alpha like that unless they were an Alpha themselves—or had a death wish.Something about the man's voice felt familiar, but I couldn't place where I'd heard it before.Damien stepped toward the cell, careful not to touch the bars—they were pure silver, coated in wolfsbane.
Born of a thorn on a rose, soul split equally amongst the other.Darkness fills her eyes—cold-blooded murder.Revenge... revenge. She will stop at nothing.Hair as black as the night sky.Darkness swarmed within her, whispering, luring, persuading. The light of her life would soon fade.Rage burned inside me like an uncontrollable fire. I vowed to get revenge on the man who had slaughtered my parents—the same man who had forced me to flee that day. I would never forget his eyes, nor the scar my mother had left on his face.Cold-blooded murder.‘Let the rage consume you... Let us be free.’A deep, dark voice echoed in my mind. My wolf whimpered as I felt the light from her soul dim, swallowed by the ever-growing darkness within me.A hand gently rubbed circles on my arm, grounding me instantly. I inhaled sharply as the storm within me settled at my sister’s touch."Before Mom found her mate, she met Cole," Lillian began. "They didn’t believe in the mate bond. They thought it was unfair
She was the one who made sure no male wolves came anywhere near my room during my heat, including Damien, who kept losing control of his wolf.After what felt like an eternity, my heat finally ended, and I was free to roam without worrying about unbearable pain or male wolves trying to mark me.I stepped out of my bedroom and headed toward the kitchen, where I noticed Blake and Lillian talking quietly."Hey, sweetheart. Feeling better?" Lillian asked kindly.I smiled and nodded."You never call me sweetheart. Why does she get special treatment?" Blake pouted, crossing his arms.Lillian patted his cheek. "You're my Blakey. That’s special enough. Besides, she’s my twin—we’re practically the same person."Before I could respond, I felt warm arms wrap around my waist. I leaned into his touch, finally able to enjoy Damien's embrace without any unwanted urges clouding my mind."Hey, gorgeous," he murmured. "No hard feelings about yesterday, right?"Lillian smirked. "Oh, you mean when I thre
"The one with the power controls the wolf community. She bows to no one. She commands all. There is only one who can control her power. Kill the controller, and no one will be left to stand in her way.""AHHHHHHHH!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. It felt as if a million knives were stabbing into me repeatedly, followed by an unbearable heat that spread through my body.Damien woke up beside me, instantly alert. His sharp eyes darted around the room before settling on me."Flower, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.Before I could answer, another bloodcurdling scream echoed through the entire packhouse.I knew that scream."Lillian!" I called through our private mind link.She didn’t respond—just screamed again. And suddenly, a fresh wave of pain hit me, making me clutch my stomach. My temperature skyrocketed, my skin burning up from the inside. Desperate for relief, I ripped off my clothes, leaving only my underwear.I turned to Damien and saw his eyes darken a
"Hey, handsome, you never gave me that kiss yet," Lillian teased Damien, pouting playfully."Lily, get your ass in here before I eat your food," I heard Blake call from the kitchen.Lillian dashed toward the kitchen, and we followed."What the hell are these things?" she asked, staring at the bowl of food in front of her."It's cereal. You've never had cereal before?" Blake asked, surprised.She shook her head. "I was fed scraps most of the time... sometimes, I wasn't fed at all. I was lucky to get a meal."Blake growled, clenching his jaw. I could tell he hated hearing about the way she'd been mistreated. I knew exactly how he felt—helpless, furious, and devastated that she had endured so many years of captivity and abuse.Lillian reached out, resting her hand on his cheek as she shook her head."I have you now," she said softly. "The past is the past. What matters is that you can give me a better future." She smiled warmly.Blake sighed, grabbing her hand and pressing a gentle kiss