Stella- POVI couldn't help but cry when I saw the video where my adoptive parents were killed. It became clear that Macoy and the rogues were just there to make the crime more brutal and chaotic. Kellan was the last person to meet my parents, and I saw in the video how shocked and confused they were when they found the indoor camera and the missing CCTV footage. This is why the CCTV footage was missing from the crime scene. I also heard that Macoy and the rogues were actually from the Night Angel pack, not rogues. Kellan had said something I couldn't quite hear, but whatever he promised, the fact that he killed my parents shook me to the core. I couldn't even reach Julie."Stop crying!" I jumped at Kellan's voice, and a wave of goosebumps broke out on my body."How can I stop? You killed my parents. Why did you do that?" I asked."I didn't kill your parents. Your biological father wanted it. He was my client who wanted your parents to die and paid good money for it," Kellan said.I b
Stella – POVMy eyes took in the sight of a woman who looked to be in her sixties, her hair a silvery grey, yet without a single wrinkle marring her face. “Meet my mother, Mia.” I recognized her instantly. Kellan had shown me pictures of his mother, whom he had been close to. He never spoke of the circumstances of her death, and I hadn't asked, knowing it pained him deeply.“How is she alive?” I asked, trying to hide the tremor in my voice under her intense, scrutinizing gaze.“Son, let me handle this,” she said softly. Despite her calm demeanour, a sense of unease settled in my stomach. Something felt very wrong.“Mother, remember the promise: no harming her,” Kellan whispered so low that only my enhanced hearing, a benefit of learning magic, caught it. Kellan didn't know about my heightened senses.“You have my word,” Mia whispered back. Kellan cast one last look at me before exiting the room and closing the door behind him.“Daughter-in-law, Stella, it’s a pleasure meeting you in p
Damon-POVI remained in the safety of my pack's territory, sending Dexter and a group of soldiers to Kellan's penthouse in New York. Julie and Dexter were tasked with monitoring any movements at Kellan's other apartments in the city. If Stella was hidden in one of these locations, they would find her. Kellan owned many properties, and we had to inspect them all. "Your plan to stay back and do nothing is foolish," Kayden snapped."It's the best way to keep everyone in the pack alive," I responded, scoffing at his impatience."You don't care about Stella at all?" Kayden's furious eyes and exasperated sigh met my silence. "You are not worthy of Stella's heart," he declared suddenly, making me look at him in shock. How did he know Stella had feelings for me?"Don't act surprised, asshole. I heard her confess her feelings to you at the party," Kayden answered, wearing my confusion on his face. My fists clenched as I remembered how cold I was to her that night, watching her cry. I had to di
Damon -POVA sudden howling broke through the middle of the night, and I quickly rolled out of bed. I sniffed the air; it smelled rotten, like dead people brought back to life. I shuddered at the thought. The Night Angel pack signified death brought back to life in lycan scriptures. My phone rang just before I ran toward the border of my pack. It was Kayden calling. “What?” I snapped.“We're under attack.”“Put Plan B into action and position your army accordingly. My brother doesn't know about our alliance, which can catch them off guard. Also, they are dead people under someone’s control,” I explained, because my brother doesn’t have the dark Selene skill, and I was sure of it.“What are you talking about?”“Night Angels mean death brought back to life in lycan scriptures, and we are fighting puppets with immense power of darkness.”“Shit, I'll alert my army about the enemies we’re up against,” Kayden replied. I disconnected the call and mind-linked my soldiers as well. Then, I ran
STELLA – POVFeeling exhausted, I glanced around and noticed the red paint splattered on the floor. Corpses of guards were strewn about, and the metallic scent in the air made my stomach churn. I walked further into the penthouse, but there was no sign of Mia. Frustration welled up inside me—I had planned to confront her, but she wasn't even here. I should have known she wouldn’t stay idle.As I walked back to the living room, the eerie energy returned. I took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and concentrated on my palm, visualizing the fire glow as Hilda had taught me to harness my power. A silhouette appeared. I aimed my magic at it and took cover. When I peeked, I realized it was Julie, Dexter, and Eric—who was now writhing in pain from my attack.“Oh God, what happened here?” Julie frowned and grimaced.“Who attacked Eric with magic?” Dexter looked around, confused, as the guards and soldiers took cautious steps.“Guys, I’m here,” I said, revealing myself. “I’m sorry, I didn’t see y
Damon -POVI fought through the dense fog, my soldiers struggling against the relentless enemy. The Night Pack's resilience was unnerving; killing them was futile as they kept reviving. Our numbers dwindled, and poison coursed through my soldiers' veins, incapacitating us. The fog contained a slow-acting toxin that prevented us from shifting back to our lycan forms, forcing us into close combat."How am I going to get us out of this?" I muttered, dodging attacks as they came. Kellan, who had been missing, was still nowhere to be found. I grimaced as a punch landed out of nowhere, pain radiating through my body."You missed me, brother," Kellan's smug voice echoed as I stood, his smirk taunting me."Where have you been hiding, like a coward?" I spat blood, glaring at him. His smirk never wavered."Watching you suffer. Enjoying it," he chuckled. Kellan, my brother, once warm and understanding, now radiated hatred. Unlike me, he never sought power or titles, yet here he stood, consumed b
Stella – POVEric and his soldiers are fending off those sent to capture me. I hide behind a tree, knowing it’s only a matter of time before Mia finds me. It's a brief respite after killing some of Mia's soldiers, and I can see the shock in her eyes at my actions. Panting heavily, I feel a contraction in my belly, forcing me to take deep breaths and endure the pain. The child in my womb seems disturbed by my excessive use of power, which is undeniably draining.In the distance, I hear the sounds of groans, grunts, and cries of battle. A feeling of unease washes over me as my skin crawls. Struggling to stand with the support of the tree bark, I glance around, trying not to stumble. Suddenly, I hear the snap of a twig behind me. Turning, I see Mia already directing her magic at me. Before I can react, I realize the magic is about to strike. In a blink, a figure's hands grip my waist, pulling me out of the way. The magic hits the tree trunk and explodes, the impact blinding me momentaril
Stella – POVI aimed my power at Mia, who got hit and staggered back from the impact, falling to the ground and not moving. My legs wobbled, but I still pushed myself to walk. Kayden and Damon shifted back to their human forms. I had to keep my eyes on Mia. Fully aware of Damon and Kayden's naked frames, I couldn't help but take a quick glance at Damon. Shaking off my dirty thoughts, I focused back on the battle, blaming my raging hormones for my distraction.“Don’t approach her. Let me check,” Damon said, grabbing my wrist and stopping me in my tracks. Kayden and Damon walked ahead, with Kayden kicking Mia to check if she was moving. Damon didn't like how Kayden was treating her. Before he could say anything, I saw them transform back into wolves. An explosion pushed their half-shifted forms away from Mia as she stood back up, her eyes darker, dark powers swirling around her like wind.“Damn, I couldn’t kill her,” I whispered in terror. How could I stand against Mia? She looked so mu
Heather's POVKayden stepped out of the cozy wooden house, carrying dishes of food in both hands. He placed them carefully on the gazebo table, which was already beautifully set. My breath caught as I whispered, “Wow, you went to such lengths to prepare all this.”“I just want to impress you,” he muttered, his voice soft but sincere.I couldn’t help but smile as I glanced at the smoked, grilled salmon. My stomach growled in anticipation. Without waiting,I took a bite. The taste melted on my tongue.“Damn, you’ve really outdone yourself. It’s delicious! Are you secretly taking cooking lessons or something?” I teased, though my words were muffled by another bite.He remained quiet, a soft smile playing on his lips as he ate.“Really?” I pressed, surprised by his silence.“What?” He raised an eyebrow, the corners of his mouth lifting in amusement. “I can’t cook for my mate?”“There’s no need to go through so much trouble for me,” I said, dropping my gaze. “I’m not special…” The words tum
Heather's POVKayden stepped out of the cozy wooden house, carrying dishes of food in both hands. He placed them carefully on the gazebo table, which was already beautifully set. My breath caught as I whispered, “Wow, you went to such lengths to prepare all this.”“I just want to impress you,” he muttered, his voice soft but sincere.I couldn’t help but smile as I glanced at the smoked, grilled salmon. My stomach growled in anticipation. Without waiting,I took a bite. The taste melted on my tongue.“Damn, you’ve really outdone yourself. It’s delicious! Are you secretly taking cooking lessons or something?” I teased, though my words were muffled by another bite.He remained quiet, a soft smile playing on his lips as he ate.“Really?” I pressed, surprised by his silence.“What?” He raised an eyebrow, the corners of his mouth lifting in amusement. “I can’t cook for my mate?”“There’s no need to go through so much trouble for me,” I said, dropping my gaze. “I’m not special…” The words tum
Heather's POVI sat at the breakfast table, my stomach twisted into anxious knots, completely devoid of any appetite. Kayden wasn’t around, and the test results were due by evening. The waiting was unbearable. I hated lying in bed, doing nothing to occupy my restless mind. Instead, I busied myself reading about Raven and Xael powers—their strengths, their darker sides, and the terrifying extent. But even the book couldn’t hold my attention for long. Frustrated, I set it aside and stepped out of my room for a walk to clear my head.As I strolled the halls, I noticed a group of soldiers carrying crates filled with books.“Wait,” I called out, stopping them.They froze and turned to me. The scent hit me before I even reached the boxes—Colt’s scent. My monster brother’s lingering essence clung to the books like a haunting memory.“Where are these from?” I asked, narrowing my eyes as I reached for one of the books.“From Raven’s old base,” one soldier answered with a respectful nod.“Take
Heather’s POVTwo months have passed, and for the first time in what feels like forever, life feels calm. There’s a certain serenity in the air that soothes my restless soul. Stretching my arms above my head, I breathe in the crisp morning air before starting my yoga routine. The warm embrace of sunlight filters through the trees, and the soft breeze kisses my skin. Yoga has become my new ritual—a gentler path the doctor recommended after I had to step back from my usual intense training. It’s strange, but this peaceful morning rhythm makes me feel more grounded.After yoga, I head inside to shower and get ready for the day. Today’s agenda is simple yet important: spending time with the Pack members, checking progress, and ensuring the food we grow will sustain us through the harsh winter. With only five months before the cold season descends upon us, I need to make sure we’re prepared—no excuses. Winter here doesn’t just knock; it storms in, unrelenting and brutal.“Harris! Good morn
Kayden - POVI stood in the ruins of the Night Angel Pack building, deep in the heart of the human city. The air was thick with decay and a sense of foreboding. “What the hell did you drag me here for?” I snapped, my patience already worn thin.“Shut up and walk,” Damon growled, his usual temper flaring. He’d barely said a word during the entire ride, but his silence nowonly added to my unease. I wanted to text Heather, let her know I was in New York and would teleport back home as soon as this was over—but of course, my phone was dead. Typical.“How long is this going to take?” I asked, my frustration bubbling over.“Honestly? I don’t know,” Damon admitted, his tone clipped.“You mentioned coming to this place,” I pressed, trying to make sense of why we were standing in this desolate hellhole.“No, I didn’t,” he shot back. “I told Stella I was going on a business trip. That’s it.”I raised an eyebrow. “You’re a dead man if she finds out you’re here. Didn’t she nearly lose you the la
Kayden's -POV It had been a week since the war with the Ravens ended, but the aftermath still lingered. My soldiers were tirelessly combing through every lead, rounding up any Raven who might have malicious intentions. Each interrogation was aimed at uncovering the whereabouts of their elders—whether they were hiding or truly gone for good. Yet my thoughts weren’t just on the war. Heather weighed heavily on my mind. Her health had become my constant concern, as she’d been falling ill more often, fevers striking with alarming frequency.“Alpha, I’m tired,” Harris groaned beside me.I rubbed my tired eyes, feeling just as drained. “We have no Omega to help out. You’ll need to push through like the rest of us. No excuses.”“Alpha, we need a break. The soldiers need it too. If we keep working like this, people are going to collapse,” Harris argued, desperation clear in his voice.I sighed deeply, conceding. “Fine. Call a day off.”Harris’s face lit up as he nodded eagerly and left to spr
Heather’s POVWhat the hell just happened?A moment ago, power coursed through me as I faced my tyrant brother, Colt, head-on. Now, it was gone. I couldn’t shift. I was stuck, vulnerable, while he stood there in his semi-shifted form—clawed hands and fur-covered arms glinting under the sunlight.“Out of fuel already?” he sneered, shifting back into his human form. His dark, predatory gaze bore into me, a cruel smirk tugging at his lips.My chest heaved as I tried to summon my strength, but nothing came. I couldn’t even answer him.“Wondering why you can’t kick my ass, dear sister?” His grin widened, sharp and merciless. “You should’ve been able to. But here’s the thing: I’ve already won.”He took a step closer. My legs refused to move.“I can paralyze your body and your powers. It’s the easiest way to make a Raven Heir useless.” His voice dropped, venom dripping from every word. “And once I kill you? I’ll take those precious powers for myself. They’ll be mine, Heather. All mine.”My h
Kayden - POVA guttural growl tore through the air as Colt’s wolf launched at me, his claws wreathed in swirling black magic. I pivoted hard, dodging the strike. My strategy was clear—play defense, keep him chasing, and wear him down.“Burn him!” Odin roared in my head, his anger fueling mine.“Not yet,” I snapped, landing lightly on my feet. My body was tense, every nerve on edge.Colt snarled again, frustration seeping through his glowing red wolf eyes. His fur bristled as if he could sense my plan, but he wasn’t ready for me to strike yet. Not yet.“Why are we stalling?” Odin barked, his voice pounding in my skull.“You’re missing the bigger picture,” I replied coolly. Even as Colt’s claws tore into me with a few painful slashes, I kept my focus. His smirk told me he thought he had the upper hand—but he didn’t. Not for long.“I don’t see a point to this!” Odin growled, impatience dripping from his words.I clenched my jaw. Odin didn’t get it. The Raven Heir couldn’t be killed by or
Heather’s POVRelief coursed through my body, and tears burned in my eyes as Damon and Stella stepped out of the vortex. Damon’s voice cut through the chaos, sharp and lethal.“You’re not laying a finger on him.”With a single push, Damon sent Colt staggering back like he was nothing more than a rag-doll. Colt growled, seething with barely contained rage as he locked eyes with Damon.“You... you’re a Lycan. Stay out of wolf pack business!” Colt spat, his voice dripping with venom. “Lycans and wolves are enemies—you know that.”Damon’s response was chillingly calm. “And you know what? That thinking is why this feud will never end. I’m not a fool like my father, clinging to outdated grudges.”Colt froze, a flicker of shock betraying his otherwise stoic expression.“You know.”Damon’s lips curled into a faint, knowing smile. “Oh, I’ve figured it out. All this time, you and your elder Ravens have been feeding lies, manipulating egos of Lycan Alpha and Wolf Alpha, trying to twist us agains