Olivia's POVI knelt beside the injured man, my heart pounding with urgency as the chaotic scene unfolded around me. His breathing was shallow, his face contorted in agony. Just as I was about to assess his injuries, a commotion behind me caused me to turn."Alpha!" The desperate cries pierced the devastation, signalling the arrival of the triplet alphas. Cole, Casper, and Carlson. My heart twisted as Cole came to a halt, his powerful form suddenly seeming so frail. He shifted, collapsing to the ground, a broken figure amidst the chaos.The expressions on their faces revealed the weight of guilt they bore. Cole’s eyes were pools of sorrow, reflecting the blame he placed upon himself for failing to protect his pack. His brothers rushed to his side, helping him stand, concern etched into every line of their faces.Unable to bear their grief any longer, I turned back to the injured man, determined to help. "Where are you hurt?" I asked softly, trying to pull him from the brink of darknes
Alexander's POVThe afternoon sun waned, casting a sombre hue over the scene of devastation. My heart constricted painfully as I moved from one wounded figure to another, striving to provide what aid I could until Olivia arrived. It was a task born of necessity. With every whimper and groan, my heart ached a little more. I spotted Victor amidst the chaos, his brow furrowed as he tended to the injured. As he finished tying a bandage on a wolf's arm, he glanced up, eyes locking with mine. The weariness was evident, but so was the ever-present concern for his siblings and fellow alphas."Alexander," Victor called, striding over. "It's strange, don't you think? There's no sign of the dark rogues anywhere. What if they've moved on to another pack?"I paused, wiping the sweat from my brow before the act itself reminded me of bloodstains to be washed away. Straightening, I met his gaze with a gravity that matched the situation. "I hope no other pack suffers through this," I said, allowing t
Chapter 283Olivia's POVAs I stepped outside the palace, though, the atmosphere was anything but gentle. Shadows stretched across the grounds, deepening with the descending sun, creating an intricate lattice of light and dark that mimicked the tangled web of emotions within me.The aftershock of the day's events clouded my thoughts like thick smoke, but I knew there was no time to dwell. Our safety was a fragile thread that could unravel at any moment. The survivors inside the palace needed more than just reassurance; they needed protection.Victor was already coordinating defences among the remaining standing wolves, their faces hard with determination—the triplet alphas conferred with them, directing strategies with concise precision. I took a deep breath, allowing the air to cleanse the remnants of despair clinging to my spirit. This battle was more than physical—it was a test of will, resolve, and unity. It required us to stand strong, even if our hearts trembled.Taking a deep
Alexanders pov The blood-red moon hung above us like a harbinger of doom, glowing ominously against the backdrop of the darkening sky. Its stark radiance cut through the clouds, casting the landscape in shades of crimson that sent shivers down my spine. As I turned, I saw Olivia transfixed, her gaze locked on the eerie celestial spectacle above us.A pang of fear threatened to take hold of me, a primal instinct awakened by the lunar phenomenon. The red moon was never a good sign, and its appearance now felt like salt on the raw wound of our situation. But I couldn't yield to panic; it wasn't an option."Listen," I urged, my voice commanding yet steady despite the turmoil within. "We need to lead them away from here, into open land. We can't let them attack where the vulnerable are gathered."The triplet alphas, Cole, Casper, and Carlson, huddled close, understanding the urgency of the plan. Casper, usually the most sombre of the brothers, looked up, resolution etched on his face. "We
Olivias povAs the night deepened, a silence fell across the land, eerie and unsettling. The shadows seemed poised as if holding their breath, waiting for a moment to strike. I stood at the front of the warriors, my heart a mix of steely determination and raw fear. The palace loomed behind us like a solemn guardian, its stone walls a testament to the hope we had to protect.I turned my attention back to the warriors. These wolves were more than soldiers; they were a pack, a family united by shared purpose and resolve. I couldn't let them see my own fear, so I cloaked myself in the armour of leadership, knowing that their faith in me was both a responsibility and a strength.I could feel the spirit wolf within me responding to this shift, a surge of power coursing through my veins as I focused on the task ahead. Protecting the pack wasn’t just my duty; it was my heart's deepest calling.As the wind whispered secrets between the trees, the first tendrils of an impending conflict wove the
Olivias povAs the rogue slammed into me, the world spun and tilted wildly. The impact knocked the wind from my lungs, and I hit the ground hard, dust swirling around me. Pain sparked in my side, but it was fear that truly threatened to immobilise me. I gazed at the creature—a dark rogue, fur bristling, eyes gleaming with a malevolent hunger.Time shattered into fragments, each second stretching into an eternity. The rogue reared above me, its jaws wide, fangs bared, preparing for the strike that could end it all. In that heartbeat of terror, something shifted inside me, a whisper of power that flared to life.I knew it was now or never. Clutching the earth beneath me, I drew in a breath, and with every scrap of willpower, I visualised the spirit wolf that lived within me. She was there, a brilliant light in the darkness, a guide and guardian."Please," I whispered, not even sure who I was pleading to—maybe Aura, maybe my own courage. As I lifted my hands, the light grew stronger, spi
Alexander's PovAs I raced through the winding stone paths of the town, urgency pushed every step I took. The cold air bit at my skin, a reminder that the dark rogues were nearby. I couldn't stop thinking about Olivia, who was surely outpacing me with her speed and grace, responding to that haunting scream that had frozen my heart."Stay back and guard the palace!" I had commanded the others, even though every part of me wanted to keep them close. My decision felt heavy, but it was necessary. The safety of everyone depended on it. Yet, my mind couldn't escape the image of Olivia's fierce eyes and the fire in them.The town centre approached—a scene of chaos. Warriors battled shadowy figures, the dark rogues blending with the night as if performing a dance with the darkness. Their nearly invisible presence sent chills down my spine, memories resurfacing of training sessions with Olivia and how I could sense the air more around me when she was about to strike."Olivia!" I yelled, knowing
Olivia's povAs the sun began to rise, casting a golden hue over the destruction, I gathered the last remnants of my strength for one final light. It shot from me like an arrow, striking the rogue with precision. The creature crumbled to the ground. My powers were weak from overuse; my light no longer vaporised the dark creatures to ashes. I stood, panting, and let the relief wash over me as the first rays of light touched my skin.The battle had taken its toll, not just on my body, but on my spirit. I was exhausted, drained of every ounce of energy. Yet, there was solace in the sunrise—proof that we'd survived the night. But a glance around the town center quickly crushed that moment of peace. It was a scene of devastation. pack members lay wounded, others deathly still, their sacrifice evident in the carnage. Determination fueled me, blocking out fatigue as I made my way to the nearest wounded pack member. I had to heal them and give them a chance to see another sunrise. As I knelt
Reed's PovThe afternoon sun filtered through the trees as I paced the clearing, my thoughts consumed with plans that only I could comprehend. The breeze swept through the whispering birches, making melodies in the leaves, but my mind was deaf to it. I had called a meeting with the pack; each pack member was summoned to our usual rendezvous.When they had all gathered, a mixture of young and battle-worn faces encircled me. I could see their concern, their uncertainty reflected back, shadows of doubt clouding their eyes. "Listen up," I began, feeling their attention zag toward me. "There have been sightings of the dark rogues getting close to us, and I believe tonight they will come."I paused, letting the words sink in. The air grew tense as if holding its breath along with them. A few murmurs erupted, soft as the rustle of leaves, but I raised my hand, silencing them once more. Their loyalty was commendable, but their faith in me needed shoring up."You've heard whispers about the sp
Olivias povThe road was filled with a tense quietness as the carriage bounced over rugged terrain. The scent of pine mingled with the crisp chill in the air, an intoxicating reminder of the mountain's nosebleed peaks and swathes of woodland stretching endlessly beneath the sky. Alexander and I remained silent. Our focus aligned on the journey to the packs that needed us. The horses' hooves pounded rhythmically against the ground, a steady heartbeat pushing us onward."We'll be there soon," Alexander said softly, breaking the delicate bubble of contemplation enveloping us. His voice was a soothing balm against the trepidation I felt, but I knew better than to dwell on them. Before I could reply, Reed's pack came into view as we cleared another slope, and my heart clenched momentarily—as my mind drifted back to all the horrible things that Reed had done, Cassandra’s face flashing before my eyes. I shook my head, pushing the thought out of my head as fast as it came. His town sprawled
Alexanders povThe morning had barely begun, yet the weight of the world pressed heavily on our shoulders as Olivia and I walked down to the triplet alphas' office. The hallway was alive with murmurs, everyone eager to thank Olivia. Each gesture of gratitude was a vital reminder of just how much we owed her. The warmth in their eyes contrasted sharply with the shadow of worry that clung stubbornly to her face."Olivia," a young omega called, offering a shy smile as we passed. "Thank you for saving us."Olivia nodded, though her eyes betrayed her restlessness. I could feel her tension like an electric current between us. The dream she had last night weighed on her like lead, and I understood her fear—it was the fear that gnawed at me, too. Our thoughts were locked on our children, Liam and Sarah, who were miles away in the city, possibly at the mercy of dark rogues.As we entered the office, the room was already buzzing with discussions on our next move. The triplet alphas—Cole, Casper
Olivia's povI found a spot overlooking the pack grounds, where I could see the far horizon painted with hues of twilight. Sitting down, exhaustion overwhelmed me. My body ached from the turmoil of the past days, and my eyelids were heavy, struggling to remain open. Despite knowing I should stay alert, sleep tugged at me with relentless persistence. Just a moment, I told myself, my eyes slipping shut as I drifted off.In an instant, I was home, laughter echoing around me. Liam and Sarah, my joyful twins, ran ahead, their giggles a balm to my weary soul. Chasing after them, I called out, the evening's gentle glow transforming suddenly as the sky turned an ominous shade of black."Time to come inside!" I shouted, but only their laughter answered. Confusion churned in my gut as I searched the darkening landscape. The shadows around swirled, their movements taunting and elusive. Panic flared sharply as the twins' laughter ceased, replaced by silence."Liam! Sarah!" I yelled, desperation c
Olivia's povWith my heart drumming loudly in my ears, I watched Victor. He lay still, his breathing shallow as the Glass warmth kissed his lips. My hands lingered close, trembling with uncertainty. "Drink, Victor, please," I urged softly, my voice barely above a whisper, a prayer wrapped in hope.I held my breath, time moving languidly, stretching uneasily around us. The weight of the moment pressed heavily upon my shoulders. Each heartbeat felt like an endless echo, my pulse a desperate chorus in the quiet room. And just when doubt threatened to choke me, Victor’s lips parted softly. His throat moved, taking in the liquid, a small sip at first, then another. Relief washed over me, the tension slowly uncoiling as I watched the colour gradually begin to return to his cheeks. With every drop he swallowed, I felt the oppressive heat that had wrapped around him like chains begin to diminish.I didn’t allow myself to get too hopeful, not yet—not until I was sure. But the change was undeni
Olivias povI turned sharply, and the chill that ran down my spine got colder when I saw what the panic in Alexander's eyes was about. On the floor lay Victor, my brother, motionless. Alexander was kneeling beside him, urgently checking his pulse."Victor!" I cried out, racing to his side. My heart pounded so loudly that it drowned out any other noise. Kneeling down, I reached for his hand. It was cold and clammy, a stark contrast to the fever emanating all around us. A knot tightened in my stomach."He collapsed just now," Alexander explained, urgency bleeding into his tone. His hand was on Victor's chest, listening to the shallow rise and fall of his breath. "He must have tried to hide how he was feeling to help the others."A heavy, suffocating wave of fear threatened to pull me under. Victor was always the strongest, the rock of our family, alongside our shared purpose to protect. Seeing him so vulnerable was a blow I wasn't prepared for.At that moment, only one thought pulsed th
Olivias pov"What's happening, Victor?" I asked, my voice steady despite the fear and panic swirling inside of me.He hesitated, eyes flickering with an emotion I couldn't quite decipher—worry, seriousness. "It's the pack," he finally said, each word carrying the gravity of bad news. "Many of them are very sick—and it's spreading fast."My heart thudded, a drum pounding within my chest. "Sick? How?" I pressed, urgency soaring through every syllable."It started an hour ago with the members who were near the fire, inhaling the smoke. We just thought that it was from breathing in too much of that toxic smoke and would go away once they got some fresh air and rest," Victor explained, his eyes briefly meeting mine, filled with uncharacteristic vulnerability. "But now it's spreading wider, reaching even those who were not directly affected."Panic began its insidious climb within me. "We need to see them," Alexander interjected, his voice a steady beacon of purpose.Victor nodded, leading
Olivia's povI stood on the balcony, watching the grey clouds climb higher—the leftover ashes of the dark burning up. The sharp smell filled the air, making it hard to breathe, yet it was a burden we had to carry. As much as I wanted to rest, a nagging feeling kept me awake. The rogues haunted us, their threats hiding in every shadow, reminding us of the danger we faced.The night quickly draped around us, its shadows reaching out like curious hands, but I couldn’t bring myself to leave the sight of the smoke rising into the evening sky. Frustration threatened to overflow; I was exhausted beyond words, yet adrenaline kept me tied to what lay below. Each heartbeat carried the hope that this would be the end of it.A soft sound broke the silence, and I turned to see Alexander standing there, concern softly marking his face. His presence was warmth against the cold pressing in, and I fought the urge to collapse into his arms."You should be asleep, Olivia," he said, his voice gentle.I s
Olivias povMy body trembled as the adrenaline slowly left and my mind swirled with questions I hated not knowing anything about these dark rogues I made a promise to then and there that when this was ove everything that we had learnt about them and defeating them would be recorded so that if this ever happened again they would not go into it blind. "Olivia," a familiar voice called from behind, pulling me from my racing thoughts. I turned to see Cole, the triplet Alpha I had saved, his face ghostly pale with a mixture of gratitude and weariness."Cole," I greeted softly, recalling the brief flash of fear in his eyes during the attack. We both stood amidst the chaos, a silent kinship forming from shared survival. "Are you alright?"He nodded, though the faint tremor in his hands betrayed him. "Thanks to you, yes," he replied, his voice steadying as he met my gaze. "I owe you my life, Olivia. We all do."A part of me wanted to shrug off his gratitude, to dismiss it as simply doing wha