Olivias povMy eyes flew open at his words, bracing myself for the fight ahead. The triplet alphas—Cole, Casper, and Carlson—moved together like a well-oiled machine, and each step synced as if they could read each other's minds. Their confidence filled the clearing, a thick air meant to scare me. But I held my ground, ignoring their attempt to intimidate me.Cole was the first to attack, springing forward with deadly speed. His movements were quick and sharp, but my instincts took over, guiding me to sidestep him just in time. He stumbled slightly, thrown off balance. Seizing my chance, I spun around and delivered a powerful kick to his chest, knocking him to the ground. The crowd gasped, surprise evident in their murmurs. But I knew there wasn’t any time to celebrate.Next was Casper, the second brother, who came at me with no hesitation. He was more strategic, watching me closely to figure out my next move. Arua and I worked as one, dodging his attempts to catch me. We moved togeth
Alexander's POVI stood at the edge of the clearing, watching Olivia face the triplet alphas with a pounding heart. As the leader of my own pack and a powerful alpha king, I was used to battles and challenges, yet this was different. The mark on my hand shimmered with energy, reacting to every swing, jab, and dodge she made. Its glow intensified, mirroring the struggle unfolding before us. Lidia and Victor stood close by, both equally tense as they watched their sister and ally in the arena.Olivia was a sight to behold. Her confidence radiated, a living testament to the spirit wolf within her. Cole, Casper, and Carlson lunged at her in unison, each movement executed with ruthless precision. I clenched my fists by my sides, forcing myself to remain still though every instinct screamed at me to leap into the fray and protect her. I reminded myself that she could handle this—that she had to for her sake and for everyone who questioned her strength.The atmosphere was electric with antic
Olivia's POVThe elder began to speak, his voice clear in the silent clearing, "As wolves, we value that of our word." His words hung in the air, a truth that resonated deeply within the souls of everyone present. His gaze swept over the crowd, finally landing on me with an expression that blended respect with approval.I pulled away from Alexander’s comforting hold and turned toward the triplet alphas—Cole, Casper, and Carlson—who stood before me. It was a moment fraught with expectation, the kind that could shift the balance within our world. As I locked eyes with each of them, there was a pause, a heartbeat of hesitance as they exchanged a look between themselves. Then, in perfect unison, they dropped to their knees, their heads bowed."We, the alphas of the Three Moon Pack, follow Olivia," Cole began, his voice steady, the pride in it replaced by a solemn vow. "May she, as the Spirit Wolf, guide us," continued Casper, the sincerity in his voice echoing in the quiet clearing. Carls
Olivia's POVThe evening was alive with chatter, laughter, and the sounds of music drifting through the air. It felt like the world had transformed in a single moment, from questioning my strength to celebrating it. A new banquet was held in my honour, bustling with wolves from all packs. They celebrated the victory with an air of camaraderie that was almost palpable. I found myself at the centre, a beacon amidst the joyous throng. My heart swelled with each cheer and smile directed my way.Everywhere I turned, I caught glimpses of admiration. Wolves from neighbouring packs were eager to affirm their support. Despite lingering doubts, they were here, together, united by the thrill of change. I attempted to absorb it all, imprinting every detail into my memory for whatever challenges lay ahead.A small group surrounded me, asking questions I couldn't answer there were still so many things that I didn't understand about being the spirit wolf, and maybe I would never understand. Everyone
Olivias povMy heart pounded in my chest. I couldn't let the fear overtake me, not now, but before I could try and calm my pounding heart, a stark voice pierced through the tension, commanding attention. Elder Marcus, respected and revered, spoke above the murmurs with an authority that silenced even the most restless spirits. "Remain calm," he announced, his voice rolling like thunder amidst the crowd. "There is no cause for panic. Everyone should return to the safety of their rooms until we ascertain the meaning of this omen."The crowd exchanged uncertain glances, their hesitation hanging in the air like a static charge. My instincts screamed that this was the beginning; the dark creatures were coming.People began to rush from the room, fear clearly written all over their faces. Stepping away from Alexander's side, I pushed through the crowd, heading towards the elders. “Elder Marcus,” I called after him as he began to hurry away. He paused, turning to look at me. Fear covered eve
Olivia's POVRest was elusive that night. Each time I closed my eyes, the crimson glow of the red moon seemed to dance on my eyelids, urging them open once more. My thoughts were a furious whirlwind, every whisper of imagination pulling me down paths dark and unknown. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake the feelings of dread that sat like a stone in my stomach.Wrapped in blankets, I sat by the window, a silent sentinel watching as the moon painted the world in shades of blood and mystery. The beauty of it was undeniable, yet there was an undeniable weight to its presence—a sense that the very air crackled with anticipation.The twins, Sarah and Liam, slept soundly in the bed next to Alexander, unaware of the change in the air or the looming threat. Their soft, rhythmic breathing had often been my lullaby. Tonight, however, it was a stark contrast to my restless state—a reminder of what I stood to protect. The image of them at peace gave me fleeting comfort but also a renewed
Alexander's POVThe room erupted in chaos as the wooden doors slammed against the walls, echoing the inner turmoil each of us felt. Instinctively, I moved in front of Olivia, a rush of adrenaline surging through me, my senses heightened. The elders and alphas spun towards the source, eyes widening as fear and confusion crossed their features.A soldier staggered through the opening, his uniform tattered, face pale with exhaustion and panic. “The southern border,” he gasped, struggling to catch his breath. “The wolf packs—they were attacked. Heavy casualties.”His words hung in the air like a dark cloud, suffocating the room with the weight of their implication. The silence shattered into a cacophony of shouting and frantic whispers. Pack leaders began to argue, pointing fingers, voices rising in agitation and despair. Elder Marcus raised his arms, but his attempts at order drowned beneath the tide of voices.I glanced at Olivia, standing steadfast despite the storm brewing around us.
Olivia's POVThe room had settled into an uneasy calm, the echoes of urgency still pulsing beneath the surface. As I stood at the centre, the red moon's hue lingering in my memory, I felt the weight of their eyes on me. These werewolves—mighty alphas who had once doubted my power—now looked to me for guidance. It wasn’t just strength they sought. It was hope.I took a deep breath, feeling Alexander's warm presence at my back, supportive and unyielding. “We don't have the luxury of time,” I said, my voice steady. “We need to return to our kingdoms and prepare for what is to come. But know this—we won’t face it alone. I will go to the worst-hit area, but I can’t do this without you. Each one of you is vital.”Around me, heads nodded, understanding etched into their eyes. The alphas, including Victor, nodded in agreement, a unified front forming in response to the threat hanging over us. This was no longer just about power or politics; it was about survival.Cole stepped forward, his exp
Alexanders povThe world around me was a blur when I woke up, my body heavy and head throbbing with a pain that seemed to reverberate through my entire being. Darkness curled at the edges of my vision, but through the haze, I realised I was in a small, unfamiliar room. Panic surged through me, and I bolted upright, immediately regretting the swift motion as dizziness threatened to pull me back under."where am I?" I croaked out, my voice raw from disuse. I glanced around, taking in the clinical white walls and the beeping monitors next to my bed. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting a cold, harsh light on the room.A figure moved in the corner of the room, drawing my attention. It was a woman in a nurse's uniform, her face lined with concern as she stepped closer, making soothing motions with her hands."Easy now, Alexander," she said, her voice steady and calm. "You've been through a lot. You need to rest.""Rest?" I echoed, incredulous. "How long... how long have I been here?
Back in my dimly lit room, I closed the wall softly behind me, the faint sound of the lock clicking into place echoing in the silence. The heavy atmosphere pressed down on me, and worry ate away at my insides as I paced the room. My heart ached, an incessant thud against my ribs that matched the urgency in my footsteps.Time seemed to stretch endlessly, each minute feeling like an eternity. I paced the small confines of my room, every clink and clatter from outside jarring my already frayed nerves. Aura, usually a voice of calm within my mind, was eerily silent.Then, the unexpected sound of my door creaking open splintered the silence. I turned abruptly, my breath catching in my throat. Nicholas stood in the doorway, his cold gaze piercing through me. And behind him—Sarah. Relief washed over me, and I rushed toward her without a second thought."Sarah!" I cried, reaching out, but before I could touch her, a guard stepped in my path, blocking me. His arm was like a steel barrier, unyi
King Nicholas signalled to his guards, and two burly men clad in armour stepped forward. "Take her to her quarters," Nicholas commanded, his voice void of any sympathy.I felt their iron grips clamp down on my arms as they started to drag me away. "You’re making a mistake," I hissed, but Nicholas merely smirked."Do as you are told, Olivia, and perhaps your daughter will remain safe," he said as the door closed behind me. The guards led me through dimly lit halls until we reached a room. They shoved me inside and locked the door with a resounding click."Stay put," one of them jeered from the other side of the door.The room smelled musty, centuries of neglect evident in the crumbling walls. My eyes scanned every corner, searching for any means of escape. The only window was barred, and the door was solid oak, reinforced with metal. Desperation clawed at my chest.A familiar voice echoed in my mind. "We can't lose hope. We need to find a way to get to Sarah," Aurora, my wolf, whispere
A chill swept through me, making my skin prickle under his gaze. I squared my shoulders, summoning every ounce of courage I had left. "Where is my daughter?" I demanded, my voice steady despite the fear coiling in my chest.King Nicholas took a step closer, his eyes narrowing with cruel delight. "Sarah is safe," he said, his tone dripping with arrogance. "For now."The room seemed to close in around me, my pulse pounding loudly in my ears. "What do you want with her? With us?"Nicholas laughed, a harsh, grating sound that echoed off the stone walls. "Your family has always been a thorn in my side, Olivia. Always meddling, always defying. But now, with you and the girl in my grasp, I can finally secure my power once and for all. And have what was promised to me."I clenched my fists at my sides, my nails digging into my palms. "She’s just a child," I said through gritted teeth. "She has nothing to do with this.""Ah, but you see, that’s where you’re wrong," he said, amusement dancing i
Olivia's povPain echoed through my skull as I slowly regained consciousness. The pounding in my head was merciless, making it difficult to focus on my surroundings. Gritting my teeth, I forced my eyes open, only to see a blur of shapes and colours. I blinked furiously, willing my vision to clear, and gradually, the world began to come into focus.Where am I? I thought, panic surging through me as I tried to piece together the fragmented memories of our capture.I struggled to move, my limbs feeling like lead. As I sat up, the cold, hard floor beneath me sent shivers up my spine. My heart raced, each beat amplifying the throbbing in my head. I rubbed my temples and took a slow, deep breath to steady myself."Olivia?" a voice called out, breaking through the haze.I turned my head towards the sound and saw a figure approaching: a woman with flowing silver hair and striking grey eyes. It took me a moment, but recognition lit up in her eyes. It was the woman from the snow forest. “ You'
Alexander's POV"Gather the men!" Victor's voice broke through the thick fog of my despair. I turned, my heart stuttering as I saw him staggering toward me, bloodied and bruised but alive. His eyes, however, held a resolute fire. "We still have a chance," he said, his face contorting in pain as he clutched his side."Where's Liam?" I asked, a new wave of panic clawing at my chest. I scanned the destroyed garden, my vision blurred, but I found no sign of my son.Victor limped closer, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "He's safe," Victor said between laboured breaths. "Lidia and Ethan took him towards the woods to keep him safe."The tight knot in my chest loosened slightly, but the pain and guilt from losing Olivia and Sarah still eating at me. "We have to go after them," I said, the desperation in my voice clear. "The dragons... they took Olivia and Sarah. I can't—""I know," Victor interrupted, his voice firm yet understanding. "But we need to be smart about this. Charging in
Alexanders povI watched in utter helplessness as Sarah's uncontrollable fire drew the attention of the merciless riders. A deep roar of frustration bubbled up inside me, but my voice felt like a whisper. My fists clenched at my sides, trembling with the sheer force of my fury. I willed myself to calm down, knowing the last thing I needed was to let my rage cloud my judgment."Grab the child!" the leader bellowed, his gaze shifting to Sarah.Within moments, two of his men closed in on her. "No! Leave her alone!" I screamed, but my words were swallowed by the gales whipping through the garden. I ran towards her, dodging the dragon's claws and tail as I did. Sarah's fiery breath gave way to frightened sobs as they bound her hands, her small frame no match for their force. My heart shattered at the sight, a visceral pain that overshadowed my anger."Alexander, protect them!" Olivia's voice pierced through the chaos as she was dragged away by the leader. Her desperate plea sliced through
Olivias povJust as the officiant began to speak, a sudden gust of wind whipped through the venue, tearing petals from their delicate stems and sending them swirling into the air. My grip on Alexander's hand tightened. Everything else seemed to disappear as a dark shadow loomed overhead.All eyes turned skyward, gasps and murmurs rippling through the crowd. “Dragons!” a panicked voice screamed from the crowd.Three dragons, their scales glinting ominously in the sunlight, descended upon us. Their riders, clad in dark armour, exuded a menacing aura that sent chills down my spine."There she is!" one of them roared, pointing directly at me. Panic set in as I realised they were the figures from my dreams. My heart raced. The leader dismounted, striding towards me with purpose."No!" Alexander shouted, stepping in front of me protectively.The rider smirked, a sinister glint in their eyes. "We have no quarrel with you, Alexander. Hand over Everly's daughter, and no one else needs to get h
The day of our wedding dawned bright and clear. I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement—and nerves—as I prepared in my room. My heart was a whirlwind of emotions, excitement mingling with the lingering of fear from my dreams, but I pushed that down. Nothing was going to wreck today.Sarah and Liam, our spirited flower children, were busily inspecting their flower baskets. Their antics brought a smile to my face and lightened the oppressive anxiety that had settled in my chest."Mummy, do you think dragons like flowers?" Sarah asked, her eyes twinkling with innocent curiosity.I knelt to her level, smoothing down her dress. "I think they love them, dear. Just like how everyone will love how beautiful you and Liam look today."Just then, the sound of hooves clattering on stone paved the way for Alexander's arrival. I peeked out the window to see his carriage framed against the backdrop of our beautiful garden. He emerged with a dignified grace, looking as handsome as ever. My hear