Damien’s POV"WHERE IS HE?!" I roared as I burst through the front door.My mother and Danielle jumped up from the couch, startled."Damien, you could have knocked," my mother scowled."Where is Curtis?!" I demanded, using my Alpha tone.I watched as my sister flinched and bowed her head, but my mother only glared harder."Don’t you dare use that tone on me! I was once the Luna of this pack and dealt with your father’s tone every damn day. Don’t even try it!" she screeched.Suddenly, a sharp pain tore through my chest.It felt like someone was trying to rip my heart out.I collapsed to the floor, gripping my chest, the agony unbearable."Damien! What's wrong?!" Danielle cried, rushing to my side."Iris... Iris has been captured. And I think Dad had something to do with it," I whimpered.Mom froze, her face turning pale as a ghost."Your father?" she whispered."Yes," I gasped out.Without hesitation, she helped me to my feet.She and Danielle supported me as we hurried back to the pac
Damien’s POVThat pushed me over the edge.I ripped my arm from Brittany’s grasp and shoved her hard against the wall."If you ever speak about Iris like that again, I will kill you," I snarled. "Don't you dare suggest she ran away. I can feel her pain—she would never leave me. There is nothing between you and me anymore. Do you understand?!"To drive the point home, I punched the wall just inches from her head, leaving a massive hole in the plaster.Brittany’s eyes widened, glassy with unshed tears, but I didn’t care.All I cared about was my mate."Yes, Alpha," she whispered, her voice shaking as she turned to lead me out of the pack house."Alpha, where are you going?" John called from the living area as we passed."There’s a rogue outside the territory who claims to have information about the Luna’s whereabouts," I informed him."I'm coming with you. I’ll ensure your safety," he said, falling into step beside me.I nodded in agreement, too focused to argue.We followed Brittany th
Damien’s POV"Listen, Damien, I have to tell you something," Lillian said urgently. "I'm in love with you. I know what you're thinking—it’s not possible, and blah blah blah—but these aren’t my real feelings. After being trapped here for so long, I finally figured it out. The reason why is—"She was cut off by the sound of the door opening.Two large, bulky men walked in, smirking."The party needs both of its guests of honor," one of them sneered.One moved toward Lillian, the other toward me. They unchained us from the floor but kept the shackles on our wrists.I heard Lillian struggling against them, and it only made me respect her more. After everything she had endured, she was still fighting.They dragged us out of the dark room and up a flight of stairs.The cold night air slammed into my face as we surfaced into the open.We were in the forest."Come on, pretty boy," the guard taunted, yanking harshly on the chains.They led us into a clearing where a massive house loomed ahead,
Iris’s POVHe did it.He killed the one person who had always loved me, even when I didn’t deserve it.I watched as Cole fired three shots—two to the chest, one to the head.Lillian was dead.It was like time slowed around her as she fell.The world stopped spinning.I wanted to catch her—but I was trapped.And as darkness consumed me, for once, I could truly see what I became when the monster inside took over.I let out an ear-splitting scream that forced everyone to cover their ears in agony.I broke the silver chains around my wrists, then my ankles.Silver didn’t hurt me anymore.I felt my eyes darken, the symbols on my back burning hot.My hair grew longer, changing from black streaked with white to pure, midnight black.I took a step—only to realize I was no longer standing on the ground.Power rushed through my veins, wild and intoxicating.I wanted one thing.To kill everyone in this fucking room."How is this possible?!" Cole shrieked, aiming his gun at Damien. "She wasn’t su
Iris’s POV"Iris, my baby, wake up. We need you to wake up."I opened my eyes and was surrounded by whiteness.There was nothing around me—just endless white.I realized I must be in the infirmary. That meant... we made it back to the pack."Hello there, my little flower," a soft, lulling voice said.I turned my head—and nearly screamed.Standing next to my bed, smiling down at me, were my mother, my father, and Lillian."Hey there, Iry. How are you feeling?" Lillian asked gently.Tears welled in my eyes.I thought I was losing my mind—seeing my dead family standing right in front of me."Come on, baby girl, don’t cry," my father said, wiping a tear from my cheek. "You're not crazy. Please don’t cry.""I failed all of you," I sobbed."No, you didn’t," my mother said, patting my hand. "You were brave—braver than we could have ever imagined. I’m just sorry we had to leave you to deal with all of this on your own."Lillian stepped forward, her eyes soft."Iris, I need to tell you why I l
"You all will bow down to me! I am your Luna and I control you all!"I laughed darkly. Everyone bowed at my feet, chanting Luna over and over. I forced silver chains around their necks, choking them.I watched as Damien looked up at me with hurt and fear in his eyes. A pile of dead bodies lay in the middle of the pack — Matthew and Emma were at the top."I'M NOT EVIL!" I screamed."Iris, my flower, please wake up! You're not evil! You would never do such things to us," Damien's voice pleaded.I opened my eyes to find him hovering over me, worry etched across his face."You saw my dream?" I whispered.He nodded, and I burst into tears."What's wrong with me?" I cried.He pulled me into his arms, engulfing me in a hug. Warmth spread through my body, and for the first time in a long while, I felt safe."Nothing is wrong with you, Iris. It's not you. You have to control that thing inside of you. Don't let it take over," he said softly, stroking my hair.I flopped back onto the pillow as h
"Matthew, you evil child!" I shouted angrily.I couldn't chase after him — my belly had grown too much. The twins were growing fast, faster than I could have imagined.Damien walked in with a confused expression."What's wrong? Why were you shouting?" he asked, wrapping his arms around my belly."Matthew ate all my pickles and then ran away," I whimpered.He chuckled into my neck."Were they for the babies?"I nodded, pouting.He inhaled my scent and I felt his muscles relax against me."I’ll go out and get you more," he said, bending down to speak to my stomach."Would you like Daddy to get you more pickles? Daddy needs his pups to grow big and strong," he cooed.Emma ran over and began rubbing my stomach.I smiled down at her. Matthew and Emma were like my own children now, but that didn't mean Matthew was off the hook for stealing my pickles.---4 Months Later"Damien! I felt a kick!" I squealed, trying to get out of bed.Unfortunately, that was easier said than done, so I gave up
I ran in a circle to make sure they wouldn't follow my scent. Once I was certain they wouldn’t be able to track me down, I shifted into my human form and quickly got dressed. Grabbing my backpack, I climbed up a tree.Soon, I saw a group of wolves running after me, tracking my scent."How long are you going to keep running?"I rolled my eyes. My wolf spirit and I had had this argument so many times that it was starting to get old. Ignoring her, I rested against the tree, watching as the wolves ran around, trying to follow my trail.I was a rogue, and packs considered rogues a threat, so they hunted them down. I had been a rogue for years, ever since I ran away from home after my parents’ deaths. All I ever knew was how to take care of myself—forced to rely on my own instincts and independence. Now, I was used to this life, constantly moving. The idea of pack life bored me, and I had no interest in it.It had taken me a long time to convince my wolf of this. One thing we always disagre
"Matthew, you evil child!" I shouted angrily.I couldn't chase after him — my belly had grown too much. The twins were growing fast, faster than I could have imagined.Damien walked in with a confused expression."What's wrong? Why were you shouting?" he asked, wrapping his arms around my belly."Matthew ate all my pickles and then ran away," I whimpered.He chuckled into my neck."Were they for the babies?"I nodded, pouting.He inhaled my scent and I felt his muscles relax against me."I’ll go out and get you more," he said, bending down to speak to my stomach."Would you like Daddy to get you more pickles? Daddy needs his pups to grow big and strong," he cooed.Emma ran over and began rubbing my stomach.I smiled down at her. Matthew and Emma were like my own children now, but that didn't mean Matthew was off the hook for stealing my pickles.---4 Months Later"Damien! I felt a kick!" I squealed, trying to get out of bed.Unfortunately, that was easier said than done, so I gave up
"You all will bow down to me! I am your Luna and I control you all!"I laughed darkly. Everyone bowed at my feet, chanting Luna over and over. I forced silver chains around their necks, choking them.I watched as Damien looked up at me with hurt and fear in his eyes. A pile of dead bodies lay in the middle of the pack — Matthew and Emma were at the top."I'M NOT EVIL!" I screamed."Iris, my flower, please wake up! You're not evil! You would never do such things to us," Damien's voice pleaded.I opened my eyes to find him hovering over me, worry etched across his face."You saw my dream?" I whispered.He nodded, and I burst into tears."What's wrong with me?" I cried.He pulled me into his arms, engulfing me in a hug. Warmth spread through my body, and for the first time in a long while, I felt safe."Nothing is wrong with you, Iris. It's not you. You have to control that thing inside of you. Don't let it take over," he said softly, stroking my hair.I flopped back onto the pillow as h
Iris’s POV"Iris, my baby, wake up. We need you to wake up."I opened my eyes and was surrounded by whiteness.There was nothing around me—just endless white.I realized I must be in the infirmary. That meant... we made it back to the pack."Hello there, my little flower," a soft, lulling voice said.I turned my head—and nearly screamed.Standing next to my bed, smiling down at me, were my mother, my father, and Lillian."Hey there, Iry. How are you feeling?" Lillian asked gently.Tears welled in my eyes.I thought I was losing my mind—seeing my dead family standing right in front of me."Come on, baby girl, don’t cry," my father said, wiping a tear from my cheek. "You're not crazy. Please don’t cry.""I failed all of you," I sobbed."No, you didn’t," my mother said, patting my hand. "You were brave—braver than we could have ever imagined. I’m just sorry we had to leave you to deal with all of this on your own."Lillian stepped forward, her eyes soft."Iris, I need to tell you why I l
Iris’s POVHe did it.He killed the one person who had always loved me, even when I didn’t deserve it.I watched as Cole fired three shots—two to the chest, one to the head.Lillian was dead.It was like time slowed around her as she fell.The world stopped spinning.I wanted to catch her—but I was trapped.And as darkness consumed me, for once, I could truly see what I became when the monster inside took over.I let out an ear-splitting scream that forced everyone to cover their ears in agony.I broke the silver chains around my wrists, then my ankles.Silver didn’t hurt me anymore.I felt my eyes darken, the symbols on my back burning hot.My hair grew longer, changing from black streaked with white to pure, midnight black.I took a step—only to realize I was no longer standing on the ground.Power rushed through my veins, wild and intoxicating.I wanted one thing.To kill everyone in this fucking room."How is this possible?!" Cole shrieked, aiming his gun at Damien. "She wasn’t su
Damien’s POV"Listen, Damien, I have to tell you something," Lillian said urgently. "I'm in love with you. I know what you're thinking—it’s not possible, and blah blah blah—but these aren’t my real feelings. After being trapped here for so long, I finally figured it out. The reason why is—"She was cut off by the sound of the door opening.Two large, bulky men walked in, smirking."The party needs both of its guests of honor," one of them sneered.One moved toward Lillian, the other toward me. They unchained us from the floor but kept the shackles on our wrists.I heard Lillian struggling against them, and it only made me respect her more. After everything she had endured, she was still fighting.They dragged us out of the dark room and up a flight of stairs.The cold night air slammed into my face as we surfaced into the open.We were in the forest."Come on, pretty boy," the guard taunted, yanking harshly on the chains.They led us into a clearing where a massive house loomed ahead,
Damien’s POVThat pushed me over the edge.I ripped my arm from Brittany’s grasp and shoved her hard against the wall."If you ever speak about Iris like that again, I will kill you," I snarled. "Don't you dare suggest she ran away. I can feel her pain—she would never leave me. There is nothing between you and me anymore. Do you understand?!"To drive the point home, I punched the wall just inches from her head, leaving a massive hole in the plaster.Brittany’s eyes widened, glassy with unshed tears, but I didn’t care.All I cared about was my mate."Yes, Alpha," she whispered, her voice shaking as she turned to lead me out of the pack house."Alpha, where are you going?" John called from the living area as we passed."There’s a rogue outside the territory who claims to have information about the Luna’s whereabouts," I informed him."I'm coming with you. I’ll ensure your safety," he said, falling into step beside me.I nodded in agreement, too focused to argue.We followed Brittany th
Damien’s POV"WHERE IS HE?!" I roared as I burst through the front door.My mother and Danielle jumped up from the couch, startled."Damien, you could have knocked," my mother scowled."Where is Curtis?!" I demanded, using my Alpha tone.I watched as my sister flinched and bowed her head, but my mother only glared harder."Don’t you dare use that tone on me! I was once the Luna of this pack and dealt with your father’s tone every damn day. Don’t even try it!" she screeched.Suddenly, a sharp pain tore through my chest.It felt like someone was trying to rip my heart out.I collapsed to the floor, gripping my chest, the agony unbearable."Damien! What's wrong?!" Danielle cried, rushing to my side."Iris... Iris has been captured. And I think Dad had something to do with it," I whimpered.Mom froze, her face turning pale as a ghost."Your father?" she whispered."Yes," I gasped out.Without hesitation, she helped me to my feet.She and Danielle supported me as we hurried back to the pac
Damien’s POV(When the fight breaks out on pack territory)"Chase, get Iris to safety. Once she's secure, gather all the women and children and bring them into the basement. Keep them protected," I ordered, rushing out of the house, passing him and Iris.Everything around me felt like it was crashing down.Lillian was captured.Iris was driving herself mad with worry.Now rogues were attacking us.I didn’t want my children being born into a world like this.Children.I'm going to be a father.Iris is going to be a mother.When this is all over, I’m going to propose to her.I’ll give Iris the wedding of her dreams.I’ll spoil her rotten, the way she deserves.Iris deserved better than all of this.I didn’t understand why this chaos surrounded her, but I knew one thing for sure—she deserved the world.I tore out of the house and shifted quickly into my midnight black wolf, sprinting into the forest toward the sounds of battle.The air was thick with the stench of rogues.There were too
"Ah, yes. Don't you remember this place?" Cole said, smiling cruelly. "It's your old pack. And right there"—he pointed to a spot where wildflowers now grew—"is where I killed your parents.""If Lucie hadn't betrayed me and decided to run off with that fucking Alpha, this would’ve gone a lot smoother," he added with a bitter chuckle."My sweet Lucie was the love of my life. We wanted to run away together, be free... until that Alpha took her from me. But now, I have you—and no one will stop me," he said as he leaned in, trying to kiss my forehead.I recoiled, trying to move as far away as possible, but with a swift motion, he pulled out the dagger and pressed it against my neck.It felt like someone had placed a burning brand against my skin, the heat searing into me."Don't fight this, Iris. Just let it happen!" he snarled.He shoved the dagger back into his pocket, and we continued walking.Ahead, I saw a large building lit up, laughter and talking drifting through the air.My stomac