Emily's POV “I… Let's just say I take care of my hair well with natural ingredients.”“Natural ingredients like what?”I remembered when I was younger and I'd dab my hair with coconut oil.“Coconut oil,” I said. “It works quite well.”Melissa nodded with a smile.“By the way, the closet is dirty. Could you find a way to clean that up for me?” I asked.“Of course,” Melissa said with her head upright. “By the way, Luna, more clothes will be delivered to you.”“Okay,” I said and nodded at her.“I’ll go get the cleaning equipment,” She said and ran out the door.When she came back, she was holding an equipment and cleaning tools. She started to clean up the closet and wardrobe.I realized at this time that Anna was no longer listening down the hallway. I let out a sigh of relief and sat down on the bed.I thought to myself about when I would see Fayne again. To be honest, I was a bit worried about him because of the wound on his body. If left untreated for so long, it could lead to an in
Emily's POV “I do,” I responded. There was a couple gasps around the room but I couldn't care less about it.“Then… you can have her.” The elderly woman responded.I looked at the elderly woman and gave her an affirmative nod. Then I grabbed Melissa by the wrist and took her to my room.Once we were sure we were alone and not being listened to, she turned to me.“I'm assuming you didn't just bring me here to work for you as your servant because you like me right?”I smirked.“So you're not as dumb as I think you are, Huh?”“Why do you want me?” She asked, looking at me with concern and a little bit of fear in her eyes.“I know you were the late Luna's servant so I want you to tell me everything you know about her death.”Melissa's face changed. I could tell she was holding a lot of pain and emotions within her but most importantly, she wasn't willing to speak out, but maybe if I tried a little more, I would get a reasonable reaction from her.“Everything I know about her death huh,”
Emily's POV “Alpha, how could I possibly tell you about this? I know it's not your fault that outsiders choose to attack me on the day of our marriage.”Jacob chuckled slightly. “You're still the same as before, Emily.”“And so are you.”“I remember the maid that was in the room. I remember she served the former Luna even till her last breath.”I choosed not to say too much to trigger Jacob. This time that he was in my room, I knew that he was trying to gauge me up to see what I was trying to do as his new Luna. If he had a clue what I really meant to do then I would assume that he would shut me down in so many ramifications which was why I had to be careful.“Well, it just happened that I choose her. She's just a maid so It doesn't matter.”“Just a maid, I see.” Jacob said, and I nodded.“By the way, I sent some of my men to investigate who those men were that attacked you.”“And who are they?” I asked.“Not sure yet. I just came to tell you that I have nothing to do with the attack
Emily's POV “Oh, they are?” I asked with a slight smile and she nodded.“Well, that's nice. It's good to know that people know me here in Galahad clan.” I said and she smiled.“By the way, Luna, what are you doing here?” The maid asked me.“Oh, it's… What are you doing by the way?” I asked the maid.“Well, I was giving the security guards some food.”“Move, let me do it.” I said.“Why?” She asked.“Well, I would like to do it, the security guards deserve it.” I said and the maid moved away.“Fine.”I took over the maid’s spot and started to hand out meals to the guards untill it was all finished.“Thank you Luna.”“Thank you very much, Luna.”I smiled and watched them all leave.Then I was alone with Fayne.“That was nice of me, isn't it?” I said.“It is.” Fayne said.He looked around us and said, “It should be enough to get you moving in the future things you'll do.”“You think so?” I said.“Yes, you should get some sleep now, Luna.” Fayne bowed his head at me.“Where do you sleep,
Emily's POV There was a loud silence in the room which made me feel a bit nervous. I looked around the room and smiled.“Although I recently just arrived at Galahad clan, Jacob has been treating me pretty well.” I responded with a calm smile. “I hope I can calm Jacob's worries and rule Galahad clan together with him.”Matteo gave me a what-are-you-doing smile which I ignored.I stood on my feet and turned to everyone. “Thank you for having me, my name is Emily Silver.”There was a gasp in the room which I ignored. Although I was married to the Galahad clan and family, I was still my own individual and I didn't want that to change simply because I was married.“I didn't know there was such an interesting Luna in Galahad clan,” The Luna of Crystal Pack said which made me smile.“Anyway, let's start the meeting.” The Alpha of Crystal Pack said and I sat back down next to Matteo. “There is a group of rogues who attacked Crystal Pack and I need the help of the Galahad pack and the Donova
Emily's POV “You dare, Matteo? I'm your sister! My wolf has nothing to do with this!”“You're not a full werewolf without your wolf, Emily. You better find a way to regain it before I abandon you to the devices of Galahad pack.” Matteo responded coldly.“And father? He didn't send you here to look after me either, then what about elder brother?”“Forget about it, no one cares about you. In fact, since you got married, you lost your value to Donovan pack. You should be grateful that I even bothered to come over here.”“You'll regret this Matteo, I know you will.”Matteo headed back to his carriage and rode off, leaving me alone.I fell to the ground, tears rolling down my cheeks.“You'll regret this, Matteo.” I repeated as tears fell from my eyes which I quickly wiped once I sensed someone coming over.The high that I once rode on completely shattered because of Matteo.“Hey, you okay?” I heard a familiar voice behind me.“Completely fine, now leave me alone.” I said only for the pers
Emily's POV “Ugly things,” I said, tracing the wound.“Luna, come with me.” Melissa said.“Just tell me where the Alpha is and I'll go to him, I have another task for you to handle.” I said.“Okay, what task is that?” She asked me softly.“Take Fayne here to the library.”Melissa hesitated but then she nodded, “Okay, I guess I can do that.”“Where is the Alpha?” I asked.“In the dinning room.” She responded.“Okay, I'll go to him. Make sure no one gets in the way of Fayne's study.”“Understood, but who is this Fayne exactly?” Melissa asked me. “He seems to be human.”“He is human,” I responded. “He used to be the human king's hunter but that is all in the past, Fayne is an helper to me so just treat him like you would treat me.”Fayne's lips parted but I decided to not pay him any attention. “I'm going to leave now.”I started to head back to the pack house.“But Luna, will you be alright?” Fayne asked me to which I nodded.“Yeah, just go.”I proceeded to walk forward while keeping m
Fayne's POV “The Luna told me to take you to the library. There's no problem with that, but since you're not a werewolf, it can be hard for you to keep your bearing there.”“Can you tell me what your name is?” I asked her.“Oh, it's Melissa.” she responded.I nodded. “Then let's go, Melissa. And, you can call me Fayne.”“I know, the Luna told me.”“I see.” I responded.“Come with me,” she said.I followed Melissa to the library where several maids passed by. I guess they were in the lowest of the hierarchy but somehow they were still higher than me. After all, they were werewolves.“Come on in,” Melissa ushered me and I looked around at the multiple scripts on the shelves in the library and sighed.“I'll be right by the door in case you need me.”I turned to her. “No, please go and tend to the Luna. I think she needs you more right now.”“You're in danger more, I'd like to guard you. You don't know how dangerous werewolves can be. You're just a human.”“I know I'll be fine.” I said a
Emily's POV The days that followed felt golden.The castle, often a place of endless decisions and strategy, settled into a rhythm that was almost domestic. It wasn’t that there weren’t matters to attend to — of course there were. Packs still needed watching, alliances still needed tending. But the urgency that had once ruled every breath was gone, replaced by something warmer, deeper.Trust.Aerlyn spent her mornings training patrol groups, her voice sharp and sure as she called out orders in the training fields. She was growing into her power in a way that made my heart ache with pride. Some mornings I would watch her from the balcony, sipping tea while the wind carried her laughter up to me.Kael had thrown himself into studying — a surprise to all of us. He was determined to master governance, battle strategies, herbal remedies, everything he could get his hands on. It was as if, after the talk about leadership, he had decided to prove he was ready for more.Sometimes, I would fi
Emily's POV “We’re not as young as we used to be,” I murmured, feeling the ache in my bones with a smirk.“But we’re better,” he said. “We know when to stop fighting the world.”I turned toward him, resting my head on his shoulder. “This is what we fought for.”He didn’t answer with words, just pressed a kiss to my forehead.Eventually, reluctantly, we returned home.As we rode into the castle gates, our cloaks damp and hair wild, the guards blinked at us like we were forest spirits returning from myth. We waved them off before they could ask questions, and made our way back to our private quarters, still grinning like fools.We’d barely stepped out of the bathing chamber when there was a knock at the door. This time, it wasn’t a guard. I knew the rhythm.“Come in,” I called, already smiling.Aerlyn entered first, her braids freshly redone, her uniform pristine. Behind her, Kael followed, taller than before, but still hiding part of his face behind his curls when he felt uncertain.“
Emily's POV “Was hoping you'd think I was unconscious,” he mumbled into my hair. “So you wouldn’t make me move.” I laughed softly and turned toward him, our legs tangling naturally. He looked younger in the morning light, softer. As if the weight of his past had stepped back, if only for a few hours. I brushed my fingers across his brow, smoothing back a strand of hair that had fallen in his eyes. “I don’t want to move either,” I whispered. “Then don’t,” he said, pulling me closer. “We’ve earned one morning.” It was a strange thing—stillness. Foreign, almost. Our love had bloomed in war, grown through hardship, deepened through leadership. Most days, it felt like we were always on the edge of something: a threat, a decision, a moment too big to breathe through. But today… Today, we were just Emily and Fayne. Not Alpha. Not demon. Not legend. Just two people who had made it through the storm and still chose each other. He kissed the top of my head. “Still thinking about Kael?”
Emily's POV The echo of my children’s voices still lingered in the corridor even after I walked away. Something had changed—subtly, but powerfully. Kael and Aerlyn had finally found a rhythm, however fragile. That mattered more than any council, any throne. I drifted into the quiet of our chambers, the familiar warmth of it greeting me like a gentle tide. Fayne stood near the window, bathed in moonlight, his arms crossed as he stared into the distance like he always did when his mind wandered too far. He turned when he heard me, and his crooked smile instantly softened everything in me. “They’ll be alright,” I said, sinking into the edge of the couch. He raised a brow. “Kael didn’t burn down anything?” “Not today,” I teased. Fayne chuckled and walked over. “Then we’ll call that a win.” There was silence for a beat, one that didn’t demand to be filled. We were getting good at this kind of peace—the quiet between the wild. The world outside always turned, but we had carved out
Emily's POV I nodded. “Exactly. A joint council. One that unites the packs and keeps decisions balanced. Aerlyn will lead the Galahad and Red Cross packs, yes. Kael will govern Donovan when the time comes. But their power won't lie in their territories. It’ll lie in their ability to come together for decisions that affect all of us.”“Smart,” Fayne admitted, brushing a hand across my shoulder. “Give them shared stakes so there’s less room for rivalry.”“And more room for respect,” I added. “We’ll train them to make decisions together. Mediate conflicts. See each other as equals, even when their paths differ. We’ll show Kael that his role isn’t smaller, just different. He’ll grow into a protector, a strategist, a voice for the more volatile edges of the packs.”Fayne gave a small smile. “That sounds like you’ve been planning this for years.”“I have.” I turned toward him fully, letting the weight of my thoughts settle. “Because I know what it’s like to be raised in a world that pits s
Emily's POV The sun had dipped low, brushing golden light across the glass windows as I stood at the edge of the balcony, overlooking Galahad’s inner gardens. The breeze was gentle, tugging at the silk of my robe, and in the distance, I could hear laughter—Aerlyn training the younger wolves again, just as she always did.Behind me, I heard Fayne’s footsteps, quiet but heavy with thought. He came to stand beside me, his arms folded, gaze cast out toward the horizon. For a moment, we stood in silence, listening to the world we had carved out together. The peace we had fought for. Bled for.I sighed. “We have a family.”Fayne looked at me, his expression softening.“There were nights,” I continued, voice low, “when I didn’t think that would ever be our truth. That we’d ever survive long enough to see it. But now we have two children. A daughter who's strong enough to lead, and a son with a heart that's still learning to shape itself.”His hand slid gently over mine, warm and grounding.
Aerlyn’s POV I sat at the edge of the long stone table, the parchment map spread before us rippling with age and memory. Every scar on its surface marked a past battle, a lesson etched in ink and blood. Now it was my turn to leave a mark.Alpha Dante from the southern border was mid-sentence, proposing a joint patrol with his fastest wolves. Normally, I would’ve deferred to my mother—but today, I leaned forward.“That route won’t hold,” I said, surprising even myself with how calm my voice was. “The rogue movements I tracked followed wind pockets and low paths. They’re avoiding open terrain. We’d be leaving our flank exposed.”The room went still. A few of the elders exchanged glances. One even scoffed under his breath. But my mother said nothing. She didn’t have to. Her silence was her faith in me.Dante grunted, pointing at a different section of the map. “Then you suggest we close in here?”I nodded. “And reroute the scouts to this ridge. It’s narrow but provides full visibility.
Aerlyn’s POVThe gates of Galahad came into view just as the sun began to rise behind them, casting long gold shadows across the valley. Home. Safe. But not for long—not if what I found in Hollowpine was any indication.I dismounted quickly, handed my reins off to a stable guard, and headed straight for the central hall. My clothes were caked in dust, and my mind still raced with what I saw, what I *felt*.Guards nodded as I passed, their expressions shifting from relief to concern when they caught sight of my face. I must’ve looked like I hadn’t slept in days. I hadn’t.At the doors to the throne room, I didn’t wait to be announced.“Open the doors,” I told the sentries.They did.Inside, Mother stood near the map table, Fayne beside her. The room fell quiet as I entered, scroll still sealed in one hand, and a bloodied sash from Hollowpine in the other.Emily’s eyes locked on mine. Calm, but alert. “You’re early.”I dropped the sash onto the table. “Because Hollowpine isn’t there any
Emily’s POVThe stars were starting to blink into the sky when I found her in the training yard, alone, her sword still strapped to her back. She was sitting on the edge of the stone bench, shoulders relaxed now, legs swinging softly like she had when she was younger. She heard me before she saw me—her ears were always sharp—and looked up with those fierce, storm-hardened eyes I’d given her.“You handled it well,” I said, stepping toward her.“I wasn’t sure I did,” she murmured, eyes flicking back to the horizon.I sat beside her, our shadows stretching long behind us. “You didn’t lash out. You didn’t act for pride. You made a decision, and you stuck by it. That’s leadership, Aerlyn. It’s not always about winning—it’s about keeping everyone alive long enough to understand what the game even is.”She tilted her head, a small smirk curling her lips. “I sounded like you today. I said something and immediately thought, ‘that’s something Mom would say.’”I laughed softly. “Is that a compli