~Noah~ While strategising for a potential battle, Chelsea and Aspen surprised us with snacks. Muffins and orange juice were laid out before us, and I recognised Aspen's baking handiwork. It was a relief to see her well, yet I felt a pang of shame for not checking on her sooner. Despite the chaos, we should have ensured her recovery, especially since her injury stemmed from our actions. If only we hadn't discussed her situation with our father, she might have been spared trouble. Nonetheless, I was grateful she was safe. I couldn't help but notice Aspen wearing a shirt that likely belonged to Chelsea, emblazoned with the words, "Don't look at me; I don't want to be here." Meanwhile, Chelsea sported a shirt declaring, "Sarcasm is my love language." As I observed Aspen's presence, I wondered about the circumstances that led her here. Luis had provided some details, but Anthony remained tight-lipped afterwards. "How are you feeling, Aspen," Winter said, and the girl smiled and n
~Leo~ I was unsure of our situation. The things Gavin said made me worried. I doubted my son would be able to handle the heat he was trying to bring upon them. Honestly, we all thought he was dead, and seeing the damage he was about to cause, I wished we were right. Amelia's breathing had improved, which meant she would wake up soon. I wondered about the state Andrew and Kevin were in. Only time will tell. Had they been awake now, we would have been able to find something to do about the situation instead of sitting and waiting for the inevitable. I knew Gavin would kill us eventually. He just wanted to give me time to witness everything taken from me before he finished me off, and I doubted Tamia would be spared. The scary part of it all is that Sylvester won't know that Tamia is a target since all the activities are ongoing in the East. I didn't know how I would warn them. I felt helpless. With Black dormant, there wasn't much I could do. I had never been in a situation lik
~Leo~ Kevin stirred after a bit and then Andrew. They might have underdose Kevin too. I guess Gavin's isuess was with me and my family and Andrew was just a necessary casualty. I would never know but I was gald to sense their wolves. "Andrew," I linked my in-law. "Leo, thank goddess, we thought you were dead. Where are we? Who did this? There is a lot of heat on your sons for this shit," he said, rushing through his words, and I figured he wasn't disoriented. I explained everything to him, and he was silent for a bit. "I knew that fucker could not be trusted. Noah and Sebastien hated the guy, and it had nothing to do with Ashley," Kevin said, and I knew he had more issues with Moses than the rest of us. "It was Moses who asked me to join him in Bree to decide on something he planned to get Ashley. I didn't know I was going to fall into an ambush. One second, I want to shift; the next, I feel a prick on my neck, and everything goes dark. That bastard. I will show him when we leav
~Noah~ "Alpha, the outlands have been breached," a kappa reported, signalling the onset of battle. We were stationed at the borders of Hill Valley, prepared for the impending confrontation. We anticipated the attack from that direction. Our forces were ready, but we were outnumbered. Our success would hinge on our strength, speed, and agility, as well as the advantage provided by the silver immunity of some of us. The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on my heart; facing seasoned alphas in combat was no small feat, especially when they were once our allies. "It's time," Justin announced to the assembled warriors, then turned to Sebastien, Ethan, and me. "As leaders of this territory, you will command this battle. Are you prepared to lead?" he inquired, to which we all affirmed our readiness. However, Ethan's demeanour hinted at inner turmoil. This situation felt inherently wrong; should we perish tonight, the Alberts' legacy would be lost. I glanced at Winter, who stoo
~Noah~ Amidst my kin, I felt the tension thick in the air as we clashed with the Eastern werewolf packs. Outnumbered though we were, hope still burned within us. Our strategy was clear: target the alphas, and victory would be within reach. "Focus your efforts on the alphas," I communicated through our link, sighting an imposing Alpha wolf amidst the fray. Their stature and agility made them easily discernible amidst the chaos. I silently thanked the moon for granting us this advantage; its wisdom proved invaluable in the heat of battle. Adrenaline surged through my veins as the scent of blood and sweat mingled with the earthy aroma of fur and soil. With a primal roar, I led the charge, my pack, comprised of both family and friends, rallying behind me. The clash was savage and relentless. Fangs bared and claws extended, we tore into the enemy ranks with ferocious abandon, taking down the Alphas. The ladies and kappas shot at the enemy from the forest, and I watched them fall like
~Gemma~ I waited impatiently at the clinic, not knowing what to hope for. If I hoped that no one was brought in, there was a possibility there were no survivors, and everyone was dead, and if I hoped people would be brought in, then there was a possibility that everyone would be injured or maybe Noah and Sebastian had yielded. My nerves were all over the place, and Doctor Marian could not help me. She couldn't give me anything for my nerves because of my condition. I sat on the couch in the doctor's office, my hand on my stomach, praying for everything to go well. I never knew we would ever have to fight in our lifetime. I believed our parents had done all the work. I guess I was wrong because a battle was ongoing right now. "We need to keep calm," My wolf said, and I knew I needed to relax for the sake of my baby. I was worried and decided to lie down. Sleep engulfed me after a few minutes. "Wake up, Gemma," I heard someone say, and I sat up. I was a bit disoriented, but wh
~Gemma~ Lucas looked peaceful as if he was sleeping, but his pale skin sent another message. He was burning up, and I had to look for ways to cool him down. Unfortunately, he was the only one that had adverse effects. I sat by Lucas to watch him, praying that he would open his eyes. Sebastian walked in, looking worried. I knew he was trying to compose himself. "She will be fine. I gave her the antidote," I said, not wanting him to be worried. "Summer is awake; I came to check on you and Lucas. Brandon is up, too. Hasn't he woken up?" he asked, and fear gripped me. If Summer and Brandon had been awake, then Lucas would have woken up by now unless the antidote had not worked. Did I not give him the right dose? "Gemma, are you okay?" I heard Sebastian say, but his voice was distant. I was panicking, and he could see it. While I was trying to compose myself, the electrocardiogram went off, and Lucas began to flatline. I became frantic. Medical practitioners rushed into the room, a
~Noah~ As the chaos settled, everyone regained their health in the hospital, and the dawn began to break. Winter, Sebastien, Summer, Ethan, and I trudged our weary bodies homeward, the weight of exhaustion and accomplishment heavy upon us. It was surreal to think that we had just faced a battle more perilous than anything we'd encountered before, yet here we were, battered but victorious. Sebastien, Ethan, and I shared a silent acknowledgement of the newfound pride that adorned our belts, a pride earned through blood, sweat, and sheer determination. This victory was not just a notch in our belts; it was a testament to our resilience, our unity, and our unyielding spirit in the face of adversity. Our achievements in the Grizlo case now seemed a mere shadow compared to the threat we had just overcome. But amidst the triumph, there lingered the sombre reminder of the lives lost in the skirmish, comrades who had fought alongside us and now lay silent in the wake of battle. Their sacr
I want to start by saying I'm truly sorry for the short chapters. It seems there are now "ideal word count limits" to adhere to. I deeply regret the prolonged silence, but I've been grappling with severe health issues lately, and I'm still in the throes of recovery. I couldn't bear to leave this book neglected for too long, so I pushed through to the end so you all could move on. I do hope to return with a new story soon, and hope you will all be there, but for now, I must concede and focus on recuperating. The silence weighs heavy on me, and I truly hope you enjoyed the story and its conclusion. This marks the final instalment in the DSOF series. Perhaps one day, I'll pen Eleanor's tale, but I'm hesitant to make any promises I may not be able to fulfil. Please bear with me, dear readers and co-writers, and know that I cherish each and every one of you dearly. I will miss you all immensely. I love you all.❤️❤️❤️🙏🏾🙏🏾🤗🤗
~Winter~ A year passed, and all the struggles were a distant memory. Now, we were hosting the gathering in the East, and Summer, Chelsea and I had gone over time. Chelsea was a new mother now. She and Ethan had wasted no time. They claimed each other and got married the next month. Normally, we all thought they would wait, but two months later, she was pregnant, and a lovely girl named Evangeline was the product. Evangeline was a beautiful blonde baby, and we all loved her. We were new moms ourselves, and Summer and I couldn't carry Evangeline as much as we would like. I had twins, and they were adorable. Both of them looked like Stepanovs, and I wondered if my genes ever stood a chance. My daughter's name was Michelle, and My son's name was Frederick. They were adorable, and I loved them so much. Summer had a son, and she and Sebastien named Him Leonardo after Sebasteins's father. He was cute and looked a lot like his grandfather, but he had green eyes like Summer. She w
Ethan I was nervous about seeing Chelsea. Although we said it wouldn't matter if we weren't fated, I didn't know why I was suddenly nervous. I had never cared for anyone the way I cared for her, and I knew it was the same for her. So I wondered why I was unwilling to see her tonight. Her eighteenth birthday was in a few hours, and I had promised to be the first person to see her, but my heart was beating fast. I had stayed away from the house all evening, avoiding her. She said she would spend the time with me, and Noah had confirmed that she was in our home. Though not showing, we found out after the wedding that Summer and Winter were pregnant, and they were very peckish, so Chelsea always brought them snacks. Although Summer and Winter had planned a party for her, it wasn't going to take place until the evening of her birthday. It had been torture waiting these months, and now it was finally time for me to make her mine. I never planned to be with anyone except for her, so
~Gemma~ It had finally come to this, and after the crowd and everyone had left, Lucas and I drove home from the estate. Although our wedding took place at the estate, I was now at Rivers, and my man was taking me home. How could I have tried to make it difficult for him? He was genuinely in love with me. Our union was embraced by both families, and Katalina was a thing of the past. The fact that nothing had ever transpired between her and Lucas made me relax. I didn't feel guilty one bit. Lucas had had some girlfriends, but he was mine now. He pulled me to his body in the back seat of the limo that was taking us home. Lucas crashed his lips on mine, drinking me in. Our wolves had claimed each other in the eyes of all and the moon. He was mine through and through. The moment the bond formed, I knew I had found my forever love. I kissed him. Every fibre of my being was burning with desire. I wanted him. My body craved him. He had made love to me severally since we returne
~Winter~ The day of the blue moon had finally arrived, and I was consumed with nerves like never before. I'd been down this road once, and it hadn't ended well. As I veiled my face, my eyes met Summer's, resplendent in her wedding attire. Her touch on my hand offered reassurance. "It won't be like last time, Winter. This is real," she whispered, her words calming my racing heart. I nodded, believing this time would be different. Noah's love was steadfast. Lady Amelia entered the tent, her eyes alight with happiness. In her hands were two ornate jewellery boxes, undoubtedly meant for us. "You both look stunning tonight," she beamed, her words touching my soul. Lady Amelia loved us as a mother would her child; she cherished us as much as her own sons, a rare bond that set her apart. Approaching me, she unveiled the contents of the box meant for my adornment. A breathtaking gold necklace adorned with sapphire stones and dazzling diamonds lay nestled within. It was a masterpiece. "I
~Noah~ Three weeks passed, and the dust finally settled when the fugitives were apprehended by an angry mob of people eager to prove to their monarch that they were sorry for allowing themselves to be used and deceived into hindering progress. They had killed Kane and Ramos, leaving Gavin and Moses. I could bet that the only reason why they left Gavin and Moses, judging by the state they were in when they brought them, was because they wanted to deliver them to the authorities. They were battered, and silver was clamped on their wrist. I wished I had witnessed the mog action. Some parts of it were in the news. With the way the people surrounded them. They had no choice. It was a battle lost before it started. They had sprayed them silver dust to incapacitate them and then beat Kane and Ramos to death while they chained Gavin and Moses for judgment. I guess the King's words, coupled with my father's words and show of disappointment, got to them. Indeed, they had unknowingly helped
~Anthony~ My wolf was urging me to bridge the gap and assert our claim, but I remained dumbfounded. Frankly, I never imagined it would happen, especially not with Aspen. Here I was, enamoured with Chelsea, even competing with Ethan for her attention, when all along, it was Aspen who held my heart. Was Aspen the catalyst for my feelings for Chelsea? I realised I often encountered her before seeing Chelsea, yet I was too preoccupied with Chelsea to consider Aspen. I remember my first time at the orphanage; she was the one at the door greeting us, and she was particularly nice to me. On the second occasion, I went there, I ended up spending time with her. She opened up to me, telling me what she wouldn't dare tell anyone. The bond had been rearing its head, and I was too stubborn to realise it. She was the one who came to celebrate the victory with me when I was feeling lonely. It was her all along. Fate threw me her way severally and put her in my face, but my desires did not allo
~Anthony~ I waited for Aspen to pack her belongings in the evening so we could leave. I was going to leave the next day, as I had told Ethan, but my father had urged me to leave immediately. Everyone had gone back home, so waiting was pointless. Luis was around, though, and he planned to leave the next day. I was the only one still in Mountain, so I could understand when my parents asked me to go home. I escorted Aspen to her father's house so she could pack her belongings, and I went there with warriors just in case the man was being funny. I knew this was the right thing for her. If she stayed there any longer, she would end up dead. One day, he would take it too far and leave the silver on her a little too long for her body to recover. I had no obligations towards her, but I could not ignore her cry for help. Kirill was outside, and he looked at me, angry and powerless. He knew it was over. I was a lord so there was nothing he could do but just stew in his anger. "You c
~Leo~ As we made our way there, Ethan and Sebastian, accompanied by Summer and another girl who seemed to share the same origins as Summer and Winter, clung to Ethan. The girl wore a t-shirt with the words "Victory: because Adulthood is overrated" printed on it. Seeing how the girl and Ethan clung to each other, I knew they were together. They walked to me quickly, and Summer let go of Sebastian and hugged Amelia tightly. "We missed you; we were worried and scared," She confessed, and Amelia rubbed her back lovingly as a mother would hug her child. "I heard you fought well, Luna," she teased Summer, and Summer broke the hug with tears in her eyes. She was overjoyed to see us. She hugged me, too, but she didn't say anything. I looked at Ethan, and he had a straight face, but I could tell he was hiding his emotions. Amelia pulled him to a hug. "I am so proud of you, son," She said, and he held on to her; his hands shook, and I could tell he had feared the worst. Breaking the hug,