Reed's POVI stood away from the chaos, my soldiers mounting one final assault against the weakening shield. The sounds of their efforts filled the air, but my mind was elsewhere—bewildered, angry, and more determined than ever.How was it possible? Alexander should have been gone—a distant memory, shredded by Natasha's magic. Yet he lived, his presence like an irritating thorn that refused to loosen its grip. His return changed everything, forcing me to rethink every part of my plan.I stalked through the dark woods, the shadows dancing and twisting around me as if mocking my frustration. My fists clenched and unclenched, trying to contain the seething fury that had taken hold of me. "Useless witch," I muttered under my breath, the words dripping with venom.Natasha appeared beside me, her face hidden beneath the hood of her cloak. Her eyes glinted in the dim light, sharp and unreadable. "I sense your anger, Reed, but things aren’t as simple as they once were."I stopped abruptly, tu
Olivia's POVWarmth enveloped me as Alexander's arms cradled me close. The world around us was chaotic, yet in his embrace, I found a sliver of peace. But the moment was fleeting as a voice pierced through the clamour. "They're retreating!"Slowly, I pulled away, peering down to see Reed's dark army vanishing into the thick forest. Shadows swallowed their forms, leaving only the thrum of uncertainty in their wake."What do you think they're doing?" Alexander's voice held a mixture of curiosity and caution."I don't know." I tilted my chin, scanning the horizon as if the answers lay hidden. The forest seemed to sway, whispering secrets I couldn't grasp. "But we can't let our guard down. Everyone, stay on high alert!" I commanded my voice firm, carrying over the din.Alexander was at my side as I moved, instinct drawing us toward the elders. "Are you going to tell them about the twins?" he asked, his gaze steady on me.I hesitated, weighing the risk. "No," I decided, resolve hardening m
Olivias pov As we stepped into the room, the aura of tranquillity wrapped around us, a stark contrast to the turmoil outside. Liam and Sarah were nestled on the plush carpet, absorbed in a game only they seemed to understand. Their laughter was like music, softening the edges of my wearied heart."Mummy! Daddy!" Sarah sprang up at the sight of us, her excitement infectious, a glowing reminder of why this fight was worth every sacrifice.Liam followed suit, his small form rushing into my open arms with unrestrained joy. "We've been playing with Uncle Ethan!"Ethan, always the steadfast guardian, sat nearby, offering a lazy grin. "They've kept me busy," he admitted, his eyes warm with a mix of affection and respect."Thank you, Ethan," I said, grateful for his unwavering support. He nodded, the understanding between us needing no elaboration. “I better go find Lidia and see if she needs a hand with anything.” he turned and left the room, closing the door behind him.Sarah wandered to
Reed's POVThe trees whispered as I moved deeper into the forest, their secrets swirling around me in the half-light. Rage coiled within me like a living thing, a beast demanding satisfaction. My failure gnawed at me, a constant reminder of what I'd lost and what I had yet to gain.I stopped in a small clearing, my hiding place that lay veiled far from prying eyes. Here, among the shadows, I was king, free to unleash the fury that throbbed beneath my skin. With a growl, I slammed my fists into a tree, the bark crunching under the force, a brief balm to my anger. Removing my mask I needed to be free from the confinment it gave me.From the corner of my eye, I saw a movement. Natasha emerged slowly, her presence as unsettling as ever. Her eyes flicked to my face—a mixture of horror and something else, something she tried to hide. Was it fear? Disgust? I didn't care."Natasha," I hissed, ripping the mask from my face. The cool night air kissed the black lines that marred my skin, twistin
Natasha's POVI slipped away from Reed, my steps barely audible as I moved through the forest. His anger was palpable, its weight pressing down like a suffocating blanket. Yet, my mind was elsewhere, tangled in a web of my own making.Reed believed I was some sorceress at his beck and call, but he failed to recognise my true intentions. The werewolves needed to fall, and I was growing tired of how long it was taking. I was starting to believe that I had chosen the wrong wolf to fool into helping me.Finally, free from prying eyes, I paused, letting the cool air wash over my skin. Closing my eyes, I whispered the incantation that connected me to the circle of witches aiding my cause. Their faces flickered to life, suspended in the ethereal glow of magic."Natasha, what news?" one witch asked, her voice echoing in the silent forest."The dark army failed me," I replied, frustration lacing every syllable. "Reed's force is crumbling. They're weak, and I fear Olivia and Alexander's powers
Natasha's POVUpon reaching the camp, I found Reed pacing like a caged beast, his eyes blazing with a mixture of rage and desperation. He reminded me of a wolf with its paw caught in a trap—dangerous yet vulnerable."Natasha," he barked the moment he saw me, a demand evident in the sharpness of his tone. "I need that potion you promised. The one that will make me invincible."I paused, letting anticipation sharpen the moment. "I've crafted something special," I replied smoothly, drawing a small vial from my cloak. Its contents shimmered ominously in the dim light. "But be warned, Reed, this kind of power isn't to be taken lightly."He reached for it with greedy hands, his eyes alight with the lust for control. I could have laughed at how eagerly he fell for it, yet I kept my expression neutral."Give it to me!" he insisted.Holding my ground, I added, "Remember, this will unleash unimaginable strength. It's a game of trust with the forces of the unknown.""Enough of your warnings, Nat
Olivia's POVI stood on the balcony of our quarters, looking out across the city where others went about their duties with a determined energy, everyone having felt the pinch of uncertainty. The sun crested the horizon, casting a golden glow over the land."Feeling anxious?" Victor’s voice broke my trance. He joined me, leaning against the railing, his gaze following mine across the bustling scene below."A bit," I admitted, the admission almost a relief. "I keep wondering what he's planning next. Reed won’t stay hidden for long."Victor nodded, his expression thoughtful. "No, he won't. But remember, we’ve outmaneuvered him before, and we can do it again."The tension in my chest eased a fraction at his words. Family was my cornerstone, and Victor’s presence reminded me that I wasn’t alone. "Thank you," I said sincerely, grateful for the bond that had always pulled us through. The calmness seemed unreal, given the turmoil that lingered just beyond the city's boundaries. Standing besid
Olivia's pov My heart pounded as I reached the top of the wall, my eyes scanning the horizon. Below, Reed and his army came to a halt, their presence a dark blot against the vibrant tapestry of the landscape. Reed stood at the forefront, his gaze fixed unwaveringly on me. He raised his voice, the words slicing through the tension like a blade. "Last chance, Olivia! Join me or meet the same fate as the rest of these pitiful creatures!"I locked eyes with Reed, feeling the weight of his words settle over me like a heavy blanket. The army behind him seemed to shift and ripple, restless and foreboding. But I felt no fear—only a fierce, unyielding resolve.Taking a deep breath, I stepped to the edge of the wall, letting the brisk air clear my thoughts. I knew what was at stake. This wasn’t just a battle for survival; it was a fight for everything I held dear—my family, my pack, my future."Reed," I called out, my voice steady and unwavering. "You know nothing of true strength. You hide b
Olivia's POVThe tension in the room thickened as Cole spoke, his words carrying the weight of a disturbing revelation. "Two of our pack members were on their way here a few days ago with gifts for your victory celebration, but they never arrived. When we got word that they hadn’t made it, we sent out people to search for them." His voice faltered for a moment as if the next words weighed heavily on him. "What we found was not what we had hoped. One of them was dead, the other missing, and the carriage was gone."A chill ran down my spine. I couldn’t bear to hear this. The situation was growing more dire than I’d imagined."Two days ago, we found the carriage," Cole continued, his gaze hardening as he recalled the grim discovery. "It wasn’t far from here. And this morning, we found the other missing pack member."My heart pounded in my chest. "Where did you find him?" I asked, my voice almost whispering, desperate for any hope.Cole's gaze flickered to the others before he spoke again
Olivia's POVThe sun had barely risen, but the kingdom was already alive with energy. The grand celebration for our victory was being planned for that evening, and every pack was invited to join in the festivities. The air was thick with excitement and anticipation.I had just finished speaking with Ethan about his proposal to Lidia. His nerves were apparent, but I could see the sincerity in his eyes. He was nervous, but I knew he was ready. Before I walked away, I placed a gentle hand on his arm, offering him a reassuring smile."Don’t forget," I said softly, "when I say I’d like to thank my sister, that’s your cue."Ethan nodded, his expression shifting to one of determination. "I won’t forget. Everything will be perfect."I gave him a quick nod before heading toward Alexander’s office. As I walked through the corridors, I caught sight of the triplet alphas—Cole, Casper, and Carlson—along with their shared mate. They greeted me warmly, offering hugs and smiles."It’s good to see you
Olivia's POVThe ceremony had come to an end, and the officiant's voice rang out, full of warmth and joy. "You may now kiss your mate."For a long moment, Alexander and I stood there, neither of us moving. Our eyes met a deep, silent understanding passing between us. The world outside the two of us felt distant—almost irrelevant. It was as if time itself had paused, giving us this moment to just be, to finally breathe, to finally have each other completely.And then, as though it was inevitable, Alexander leaned in, his breath warm against my lips. His eyes never left mine, and in them, I saw everything I had ever hoped for—the love we'd both fought for, the bond that had only grown stronger over time.His lips were soft when they first touched mine, and I felt my heart flutter, a thousand emotions rushing through me. But then he deepened the kiss, his hand cupping the side of my face as he pulled me closer. I responded instantly, my fingers threading through his hair, holding him as
Olivia's POVMy heart raced as I took in the sight of the garden, the flowers a stunning blend of colours beneath the glowing moonlight. Every detail had been crafted with care, each petal, each whisper of the breeze, all speaking of the love that had brought us here. But none of it mattered more than the man standing before me.Adjusting the dress that flowed around me like liquid silk. Victor and Allen flanked me, both looking incredibly proud and supportive, but their presence felt like a blur, fading in comparison to the figure at the end of the aisle: Alexander.When my eyes met his, everything else melted away. The crowd, the world—everything faded until only he remained. There he was, waiting for me, his face a mixture of longing and awe. My heart swelled with emotions that couldn’t be put into words. No part of me felt nervous. Everything just felt right.For so long, I had fought the love that bloomed between us, but tonight, under the stars and in the presence of our family,
Alexander's POVI stood before the mirror, adjusting the pristine cuffs of my shirt, the faintest tremor of nervousness threatening to disrupt the calm exterior I fought so hard to maintain. My reflection stared back at me—sharp jawline, hair perfectly styled, the weight of responsibility etched in my gaze. But beyond the Alpha that I am, I saw the man who was about to marry the woman of his dreams for the second time, but this time, I would not take her for granted. I would treat her the way that I should have from the start.My chest tightened as I ran a hand over the collar of my suit. Everything was perfect. The flowers, the guests, the setting. But all I could focus on was the one thing that had eluded me for far too long—the realisation that this was the life I had always wanted yet failed to see for long, and I hated myself for that.A soft knock at the door drew my attention, and I turned to see Ethan standing in the doorway, his usual confidence absent, replaced by something
Olivia's povThe shop door chimed softly as we entered. The dressmaker, a kind older woman with an eye for detail and warmth to match, greeted us with a beaming smile. Bolts of exquisite fabrics lined the walls, their colours are vibrant, each one telling its own tale. I knew the one I held within my heart today—a tale of love, resilience, and hope.Lidia followed me closely, her earlier doubts seeming to melt away amid the excitement of the shop. "I’ve been waiting for this," she confessed softly, leaning closer as she took in the palatial display of elegant gowns. "Getting to see you in your wedding dress is like a dream."We approached the mirrored dais, where an array of wedding dresses awaited—each one a masterpiece of lace and silk and dreams sewn into reality. As I stepped upon the dais, emotions welled within me, teetering precariously on a tide of sentiment and expectation. I reached for a gown gently, fingers trailing over the delicate beadwork, feeling the promise imbued w
Olivia's povI knew Ethan was trying to muster his courage. His hands trembled slightly as he thumbed the edges of the box, cooling his earlier confidence. Finally, he opened the box, revealing a stunning ring. The large moonstone at its centre caught the light, casting an ethereal glow that seemed to shimmer with life."Olivia, this ring has been in my family for hundreds of years," Ethan said, his voice tinged with reverence and nerves. The raw honesty in his eyes touched me deeply.“It’s beautiful," I murmured, genuinely captivated by the artifact's majesty and the legacy it represented.Ethan went red-cheeked, the usual bravado he donned so effortlessly slipping away. "I was wondering if you would…" He paused, his words stumbling over one another like a landslide. I waited, offering him patience and a soft smile of reassurance.After a moment, he cleared his throat and started again. "I mean, I'm here to ask for Lidia's hand in marriage. I haven't seen Victor yet, but he'll under
alexanders povThe anticipation that pulsed through my veins was far stronger than any battle I'd waged, any beast I'd fought. Tonight was the night Olivia and I would affirm what we already knew in our hearts: that we were meant to be together. Our bond had withstood countless trials, and now it would be sealed under the moonlight with the people we loved.Despite the day’s beauty, echoes of concern lingered. Red flags flew in my mind every time I thought of Reed. His absence was like a splinter under my skin—a constant irritation that could not be ignored. But tonight was not about him. Tonight was about Olivia, about our family, and about the life we were building together.The palace was bustling with excitement. People flitted about, preparing for the evening’s festivities. I had instructed everyone to keep the atmosphere relaxed yet festive. Even though she opted for a simple ceremony, Olivia deserved a night filled with joy and laughter.Maneuvering through the busy rooms, I fi
**Olivia's POV**I took a breath, the pleasant scent of roses filling my nose. The garden was alive with nature's symphony, a perfect backdrop for what could be the most significant day of my life. Alexander had already set to arranging everything needed for our moonlit wedding. Tonight would be magic.I left the garden, excitement twirling within me as I ventured toward the dressmaker to see if she had anything that I could wear tonight with such short notice. I noticed there was no time for me to have something made, but I didn't care. The dress was not important; marrying my mate was the only thing that mattered. My footsteps echoed softly off the cobblestone path, each step a rhythmic countdown to becoming Alexander’s wife.As I approached, the gentle hum of early morning activity filled the air. People were setting up stalls for the evening's festival, laughter mingling with the scents of freshly baked goods. We hadn’t had a true celebration in so long; spirits were high, and eve