Stella - POVWitch Hilda and I stood in a safe room. "So tell me, who is my mate?" I asked. Hilda looked at me. "Well, observe the color of the crystals."I saw three crystals that had changed color. I gulped and waited for Hilda to explain.Hilda touched the first clear crystal. "The tortoise color represents the mate bond between you and Kayden, showing his love for you. It hasn’t turned red." I watched in awe as her mere touch altered the crystal.Hilda touched the second crystal, which turned pink."Who does this crystal belong to? Damon or Kellan?" I asked."Kellan," Hilda replied. "Your bond seems to have faded to pink, indicating old love is fading away. It's confusing.""Why confusing?" I asked."Because this usually happens when a mate dies and their love fades, but your case is different. I'm not sure about you and Kellan. It’s possible you still have feelings for him, and I think Kellan does, too."I looked at her, puzzled. She sighed."Maybe you two just need time to rekin
Stella – POVI couldn't stand Damon and stormed out of the room in fury. Once outside, I encountered Hilda again. "Can you please give me a protection spell?" I asked her.Hilda raised an eyebrow. "Why would you need it?" she asked. "You have your mate to protect you, and let's not forget, you've been honing your magic skills.""I'm not fully in control of advanced magic yet," I reminded her."You should give yourself some credit," Hilda said with a confident smile. "For a beginner, you're amazing. It's only been a month, and you're already progressing like a pro. I've never seen such raw talent develop so quickly and deeply." Her praise made me smile; it was nice to hear a compliment. "But you still haven't told me why you need a protection spell from me.""I need your bracelet in case I can't use magic when faced with danger," I explained. Hilda looked at me for a moment but didn't question me further. She handed me the bracelet, which I placed in my bag. Then, I left to find Kellan
Stella - POVThree months laterSeven months into pregnancy, it’s been tiring as hell. It went by in a blur if you ask me. Kellan made sure I didn’t stay in contact with the lycan pack and even Hilda. He allowed me to speak with Julie from time to time, but apart from this, Kellan has been a good husband, not giving me a flicker of suspicion that he was cheating. The suspicions I had three months ago have disappeared since Kellan has been working from home, and we do all the cooking together. It feels like I woke from a nightmare of him dying, and now he is alive and next to me, which puts me at ease, although I still miss Damon. Kellan is not on speaking terms with Damon, and he hates it when I ask him why he isn’t talking to Damon or forgiving him. Kellan says he doesn’t want anything to do with Damon and has sternly mentioned never to take his name.“How is the dinner?” I asked.“Delicious,” Kellan replied in a good mood. Julie mentioned that Damon has been reckless and seems to be
Damin – POVA knock on the door jolted me awake from my stupor.“Come in.”“We have two bad news,” Dexter said as he walked in. I frowned.“What now?” I didn’t want to sound annoyed but couldn’t help it. It’s been three months, and I haven't been able to sleep or eat, all because of Stella.“Alpha Altair is dead,” Dexter said with a frown. “An assassin from the Night Angel killed him.”“Any specific reason why?”“Don’t know yet,” he muttered.“The second news?” I asked.“Your suspicions about your brother are true. I got files from the spies, and Sean also confirmed it.” Dexter handed me a file. I should have known that the suspicion of my brother coming back alive was not possible at all. The reports say he is the Night Angel king, and Stella is with him. The man who came to my pack is an imposter.“Call Stella,” I said.“Julie did as soon as she found the report,” I raised my eyebrow. “She peeked into the file before I got here.”“Did Stella answer?”“No, it seems her phone is switc
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
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