Reed’s POVThe ethereal glow of the full moon bathed the clearing in an almost supernatural light, highlighting Olivia's breathtaking transformation. My heart clenched as I watched in awe, jealousy boiling deep within me. Olivia, the spirit wolf—something I had never anticipated. My eyes followed Alexander as he led her away. The bond between them only served to fuel the fire of my envy.Everyone was caught up in Olivia's transformation. Seizing the moment, I slipped away from the full moon ceremony, moving with purpose through the forest towards the prison. The guards there were easily bought; loyalty often comes cheap if you know how to pay for it. My mind raced, anger churning within me like a storm.When I arrived at Cassandra's cell, the heavy iron bars separated us, but the sight of her made me recoil. Once, I had foolishly let myself fall for her deceitful charms, believing she could help me achieve the power I sought. Now, seeing her in this dim, grimy cell brought only a sens
Olivia's POVThe world felt like it held its breath alongside me as I stood in the shadow of the forest, Alexander's jacket draped carefully over my shoulders. It was heavier than I'd expected, infused with his scent, a comforting presence in the tumultuous sea of emotions. The time for hiding was over; I had to stand tall and face my destiny head-on.“I’m ready to face them,” I said, slipping my arms through his jacket and wrapping it around me."Are you sure about this?" Alexander asked, his concern palpable, and his eyes searched mine for any hesitation.I nodded, swallowing the rising lump in my throat. "I have to, Alexander. I need to show them that I'm not scared. I need to show them I'm not weak."His grip on my hand tightened, lending me silent strength. I filed that feeling away in my heart, wrapping it around myself like armour. My heart pounded, reverberating through my chest, but I kept my face steady, shoulders squared with determination.A familiar voice echoed in my min
Olivia’s POVThe clearing was charged with the kind of tension that makes the air nearly suffocating. Alpha Casper's eyes locked onto mine, a flicker of disdain and something else—was it fear?—dancing in his gaze. I squared my shoulders, every muscle in my body coiled and ready. I would not back down.The tension grew so strong you could almost hear it crackling in the air around us. Casper moved slowly closer, his footsteps measured and deliberate. He stopped when his face was mere inches from mine, our breaths mingling in the charged air. My heart pounded, but I stood my ground, ready for whatever he was about to throw at me. "This is futile," Casper growled, his voice a low rumble that only I could hear. "You're lucky you aren't my mate." His breath was hot on my face, his words dripping with contempt.A smile played on my lips, more a challenge than a display of humour. "I’d rather eat a wolf's bane-infused steak than ever have that as my fate," I shot back.Casper growled, his t
Olivia’s POVAs the crowd buzzed with excitement, the elder raised his hand once more, calling for silence. His eyes met mine, and I saw a flicker of something—perhaps admiration or respect. "It has been decided," Elder Greyson proclaimed, his voice reverberating through the clearing. "The fight will take place in one month's time. Should Olivia succeed, all must accept her as the Spirit Wolf and follow the moon goddess's will."A low murmur rippled through the crowd, many sceptical while others began to grudgingly nod in acceptance. Casper’s eyes narrowed as he looked me up and down, his expression full of disdain. "You have one month, Olivia," he said, his voice dripping with venom. "Train hard because when the time comes, I won't hold back.""If you think threats intimidate me, Casper, you're sorely mistaken," I replied, holding his gaze. "I’ll be ready."He scoffed, turning away with a final, scornful glance. "We'll see," he muttered as he walked back towards his brothers and thei
Olivia’s POVWe finally returned to the hotel, exhaustion waging a silent war against the adrenaline that still thrummed through my veins. The hallway was dimly lit, a soft glow from ornate sconces casting shadows that flickered like spectres against the walls. Alexander walked silently beside me, his presence a comforting anchor in the storm of my thoughts. Before we even reached our room, I knew what I needed—a moment to ground myself, to reconcile the whirlwind of the night's events.The moment the door clicked shut behind us, I beelined for the bathroom. My reflection greeted me with a stranger's face, yet felt intimately familiar. My muscles were more defined, almost rippling under the surface of my skin. My hair, longer and more lustrous than I remembered, framed my face with an ethereal glow. I leaned closer to the mirror, my breath fogging up the glass, as I inspected my newfound strength—a gift from the moon goddess, a curse from destiny.Absently, my fingers traced the lines
Alexander's POVThe first rays of dawn filtered through the thin curtains, casting a golden glow across the room. I blinked, gradually bringing the blurred shapes around me into focus. The soft rise and fall of Olivia's breathing was the first thing my senses registered, and I turned to look at her, still asleep beside me. It was a sight I cherished more than I could express.Last night had been transformative. Olivia had come into her own, facing the triplets with courage and defiance that made me proud and left me in awe. The strength of the spirit wolf was clearly within her now, and the weight of her destiny lay heavily on both our shoulders. It was a reminder of what we were fighting for and who we were meant to become.Gently, I reached out to push a lock of hair from her face, my fingers trembling with a mix of love and apprehension. The moment my fingers grazed her skin, the mark on my hand began to glow, its light growing more intense as I moved closer to her. I pulled back s
Reed's POVThe first light of dawn had barely kissed the horizon when I stepped outside. The early morning air was crisp, biting at my skin as I walked with purposeful strides toward the Elder’s Hall. I needed to move swiftly, faster than the other alphas, who were likely still deep in their slumber. Today was too important to leave anything to chance.The wooden floors of the Elder’s Hall creaked under my weight, echoing through the hushed corridors. I paused in front of the imposing door of the Head Elder's office, steeling my resolve. They wouldn't expect me this early, but catching them off guard was precisely the point.Without knocking, I pushed open the door, stepping into the room. Elder Greyson looked up from a pile of scrolls, his piercing eyes narrowing with displeasure. The other Elders shifted uncomfortably, eyes flitting between each other before settling on me."Reed, what is the meaning of this?" the Head Elder demanded, his voice thick with disapproval."I apologise f
Olivia's POVAs we made our way toward the Elder's Hall, the whispers followed us like an insistent wind. My newly heightened senses picked out every word, every murmur. Once, these whispers would have burrowed under my skin, eating at my confidence. But now, with the power of the spirit wolf surging through me, I walked tall, shoulders squared, my chin lifted high."She's the spirit wolf now," one woman whispered, her tone filled with awe."Do you think she can really protect us from the dark rogues?" a man murmured doubt lacing his words."It’s all a charade. We're doomed," another voice, laced with fear and scepticism, spat out.I felt Aura rise within me, bristling at the disbelief. *we will prove them wrong* I cautioned her silently. As we approached the grand doors of the Elder's Hall, my eyes caught sight of Reed lounging in the waiting area with a relaxed confidence that seemed almost disconcerting. He sprang to his feet the moment he saw me, striding over with a triumphant s
Olivias povI nodded, feeling the sting of defeat mingled with the knowledge that retreat was our only choice. The angry pack began to encircle us, their cries a painful melody of grief and accusation. My heart twisted with each shout, each demand for answers drowned by their pain."Go! Leave the pack!" a voice boomed angrily from within the throng. The words hit like stones, heavy with finality. "And never come back! If we see any of you again, we'll kill you!"My voice cracked as I tried to reason with them once more. "But what if the dark rogues—" I started, my plea hanging unfinished in the air as another shout rose up."Get out!" they barked collectively, their judgment as unwavering as a mountain standing strong against a storm.A deep sense of anguish clawed at my insides, tainting the relief of survival with the bitterness of misunderstanding. Despite my actions being necessary for their safety, I had become the villain in their story, my intentions overshadowed by the stark r
Olivias pov Victor had just been telling me everything he had heard while at reeds pack meeting and how he had followed reed and heard him talking to a woman when alexander appeared holding the hand of a boy who looked so scared and skinny it made my heart ache.Zack's eyes were wide and frightened, darting around as if searching for danger in every shadow. Despite the chaos, Alexander kept a firm but gentle grip on him, guiding him toward us with a reassuring presence that only he could project. "We need to get him to the elders. Now." Alexander said, his voice steady but edged with urgency.I nodded, my resolve hardening. "Victor," I said, turning to my brother, "tell everyone we're leaving. We need to move quickly. But don't let them know too much until we're out of Derek's pack."Victor's gaze met mine, worry flickering momentarily before he masked it with determination. "I'll take care of it," he promised, turning to rally the others. Despite the chaos around us, I knew Victor
Alexanders povThe morning light seeped into the horizon, but I felt none of it. I left the others to the thankless task of dealing with the bodies. Weariness clung to me like a shroud, but it was overshadowed by a gnawing thought I couldn't shake: the woman and her son.She had died in my arms, a testament to the horrors Reed had unleashed. Her final words, a plea for her boy's safety, echoed in my mind. I had to find him. I moved swiftly through the palace. My footsteps carried me deeper within, drawn inexorably toward the dungeons. It struck me as odd that no guards patrolled the stairs, an eerie silence enveloping this bastion of oppression. As I descended, faint cries reached my ears.The sobbing beckoned me, tugging at my conscience. I followed, my senses alert for any sign of hostility. I arrived at a dilapidated door, the wood barely holding against the rot of time. No guards stood watch—a negligence that whispered of cunning intent. My grip tightened around the doorknob, musc
Olivias povNight unfurled like a shadowy banner overhead, cloaking the clearing in hues of inky blue and silver. I stood amidst the soldiers, their scents mingling with the forest's earthy aroma. My senses tingled with anticipation; the air crackled, heavy with a promise of impending conflict. Despite my efforts to focus, my thoughts drifted to Victor. He should've returned by now, yet the woods swallowed secrets, leaving only whispers of worry in its wake. Still, I could let nothing shake my resolve. The dark rogues were coming, drawn by an unseen force that tugged at my very spirit.I shook off the icy grip of dread. My task was clear—protect the pack and ensure no more lives flickered out under the harsh hand of fate. Each breath was a solemn vow, each heartbeat, a promise forged in defiance. I was ready to face them, those shadowed figures who dared to threaten our home. Around me, the pack’s warriors stood—a formidable wall, backlit by the fire of their collective will to surviv
Victors povThe moment was tense. Anticipation hung like a charged mist in the air, as I followed the pack into the clearing. The mass moved with a sombre, muted energy, hearts heavy with mourning and uncertainty. I kept my head low, shoulders hunched, adopting shadows as my allies. Among the crowd, I blended seamlessly, a wolf among wolves. Yet, beneath this silent facade, fury simmered, its heat almost palpable against my skin.Reed’s voice pierced the subdued atmosphere, his tone poised and reassuring—a mask for the venom I knew lay beneath. I glanced up briefly, eyes narrowing as he spoke words of sympathy and solidarity. His charisma was undeniable, words like honey to the ears of those who stood listening. My insides turned, the force of my hatred threatening to overwhelm the composure I clung to."But I assure you," Reed declared, his voice carrying over the throng, "the future of our pack is secure. With young Zack, Ava’s brave son, I will ensure he is trained to become the le
Olivia's pov As I moved from one pack member to another, I kept my gaze sharp on Alexander. He stood a little ways off, his jaw tense, eyes scanning the horizon for any signs of trouble. He might have been the Alpha King, but even leaders have limits. The weight of this conflict was taking its toll on him, and I could see it eating away at his resolve.As my fingers worked their magic on the injured, I engaged them in conversation, a tactic both to calm their fears and to uncover the deeper narrative of why these civilians were on the battlefield. "Tell me about Ava's son," I whispered to a middle-aged man whose arm lay wounded and bleeding."Zack,” he panted, eyes clouded by pain but softening at the name. "Ava's son, he is Derek’s rightful heir."The revelation stunned me into a brief silence, my hands hesitating over his injuries. An heir? This was news not even whispers had brought to us.Another voice chimed in, a young woman smoothing back her bruised hair. "It was Reed's idea
Reed's povThe chamber was dimly lit, the air infused with damp stone and dread. I sat at my makeshift throne, my mind a restless sea of ambition and impatience. I was waiting, waiting for the inevitable news to reach me. Around me, shadows danced on the stone walls, much like my own thoughts danced on the edges of regret and desire.Minutes crept by until the sound of footsteps echoed from the hall. The guard's arrival was bathed in urgency, his face a mask of tension. "Alpha Reed," he said, voice clipped with news he had been instructed to deliver."What is it?" I asked, trying not to betray the flicker of eagerness beneath my calm veneer. The fingers of power curled through my veins, urging me forward into a crescendo that hummed within."The battle, Alpha," the guard began, shifting uneasily from one foot to the other. "High casualties. Many injured."I nodded in silence, following my understanding. A moment of hesitation stretched between us, and then the guard continued, "Ava, Z
Alexander’s POVChaos stretched out before me, a tapestry of destruction and hopelessness, as we led the injured toward Olivia and her healing light. My heart was heavy with anger, a pointed blade digging into my chest as each step echoed with the groans of the wounded. I needed to channel this rage into something productive, into saving lives, something larger than myself.Carrying a young man, his legs limp and useless, I noticed a woman on the ground ahead. Her hair was matted with dirt, and her body lay unnaturally still among the silent, grim company of the dead. A shiver traced down my spine. No one should find themselves alone in death.I was about to move past her when her hand twitched. My heart jumped in recognition. “No—” I whispered, rooted to the spot. It couldn’t be. She was supposed to be dead. But there she lay, breathing in jagged, shallow gasps.“Hold on. Olivia can heal you,” I told her, my voice a lifeline thrown out into the abyss. As I gently cradled her in my ar
Olivia's povA foreboding chill crept into my bones as Reed’s pack vanished behind us, the vast wilderness stretching ahead. My mind was a whirlwind, thoughts flitting like moths around a flame, settling briefly before being cast aside by another pressing concern. Derek’s pack was our destination; saving them demanded urgency that no distraction could deter.The carriage was silent except for the rhythmic clatter of wheels against uneven ground. Alexander sat beside me, his presence comforting but our peace tinged with a palpable tension. Every piece of me ached to reach those in need.As we drew closer, the air shifted, the sweet scent of forest mingling with something acrid and metallic—an unmistakable prelude to the chaos awaiting us. Blood. I inhaled deeply, my senses sharpening, a familiar heat flaring through my veins as we approached the hallowed ground of Derek’s realm. I know longer cared what Reed may have told Derek's pack about me all I wanted to do was help them.In a sud