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~Summer~ I could not believe it had finally happened. Ray was overly excited as Sebastien and I found our way into the woods, searching for the best spot to keep our clothes and shift. Winter and I had never had the opportunity to truly let our wolves free and hunt. The woods were private properties belonging to families and packs, and we never had the chance to be appreciated in a pack setting. Moreover, we had been orphans for as long as we could remember, lacking the warmth and camaraderie of a family. This was an exhilarating experience that was about to unfold, and I wouldn't trade it for anything. The roast beef hunt wasn't my concern; I had eaten more than I could handle in a short period. It was time to burn off some calories and embrace the freedom that awaited us. "You seem excited, Butterfly," Sebastien asked me as we stopped at a spot, and I turned to face him. "I am," I confessed, seeing no need to hide what was already obvious. "Winter and I barely get the opportunity
~Sebastien~ We returned to our bedroom, and I led Summer to the shower to wash away the stress and dirt of the day and cool down. I would lie if I said I didn't have fun with my mate. Spending time with her in wolf form was amazing, and I felt a bit dumb that I had not thought to take her hunting in the woods while in Mountain. Traditionally, I should take her hunting and even hunt and bring the game home for her. It's not like we practised things like that anymore, and maybe that was why I didn't think along that line. But I felt it would be romantic to venture into the woods together and pay our homage to nature. I planned to do it often in Mountain when we returned. We hadn't lingered in the shower when the maids brought our dinner. It would have been really nice to have some of that roast beef because Mirabel's cooking was awesome, but since we didn't even actively search for it, I doubt we would get any. Summer was particularly playful in the shower, laughing and giggling at e
~Sebastien~ I answered Gary's call and walked away from the table. "Hello, Gary," I said to the phone, hoping my Delta would get straight to the point. "Good Morning, Alpha. We are sorry to disturb you, but we had to try to contact both of you." He started, and I was impatient. "It will be wise if the two of you return home today, Sir. There has been an emergency meeting called by the alphas of the East," he said, and I wanted to punch something. We just got to the North, for fuck sake. "What is the matter?" I asked. "Alpha Ramous of Kexington attacked Hayland yesterday, and Alpha Brandon is requesting help. He wants the Alpha Council to get involved. There is also the issue with the embargo," Gary informed me, and a heavy sigh escaped my lips. I questioned the necessity of leaving the North for a situation that seemingly had no direct impact on Mountain. "That's a decision for my father to make," I responded, and Gary let out a resigned sigh. "There's trouble brewing at the w
~Noah~ For the first time in my life, I found it difficult to walk away. Pulling Winter aside, it took a lot for me to explain the situation to her. A major part of me just wanted to take her with me to the East, but I knew that if she came along, getting back to the North would take a while. I also wanted her to connect with my cousins. When I told her what had happened, she was ready to leave and head back home, but when I said no, she refused to stay. Just like me, she didn't want us separated. I wouldn't say it was a lack of trust; I just believed our relationship was at that stage. I remembered Liam and Josephine and how they stuck to each other like glue; even though she did not know they were fated, Liam couldn't get her out of his sight. Harper and Adrian were a crazy adventure. We broke rules for their sake. I don't even want to get started with Charlotte and Caspian. Jewels and Jacob were something else and still are. I knew Winter, and I needed that closeness. And not
~Noah~ We finally arrived at the hall for the meeting. Judging by the turn-up, it seemed we were the ones causing the delay. "Is Lord Albert not coming?" Alpha Dickson of Woodleaf Pack asked, and I reigned in my anger at his tone. He was the oldest Alpha among us; he also usually presided over the meetings. He was older than our father. I suspected he was in his sixties. I wondered if he would ever hand over the position to his daughter, who was our parent's age mate. I guess we would never know. There are people who would like to die in the place of power, and Dickky, here, seemed like one of those. "We are here, so there is no need," Sebastien told him sternly, and Alpha Dickson sat back on his chair. Looking around, I noticed all who were present, and I was surprised to see Moses with us. "What are you doing here?" I asked him, and he stood up immediately as a sign of respect. "Lord Andrew Stepanov asked me to fill in for him. Kevin is in Lucland, and the Lord and his wife are
~Noah~ The council chamber was filled with stunned silence, the weight of Brandon's unexpected request hanging in the air like an unspoken truth. "You are willing to give up your status as Alpha?" Alpha Dickson asked, genuine surprise colouring his tone. Brandon nodded in response. "How can I be Alpha when I have nothing to give my people? If another alpha can care for them, so be it. This problem has ruined my life; everything has been taken from me. I have lost everything trying to keep things together. I never wanted the Alpha position anyway, but I had no choice but to take it," Brandon explained, his words carrying the heavy burden of resignation. Alpha Dickson sighed, recognising the depth of Brandon's despair. "If we absorb your pack, then what will you do about the threats you claim are imminent to your people and your land? How will you defend your land? You will be alone, by the way. Do you have a death wish, Brandon?" Dickson inquired, genuine concern evident in his voic
~Noah~ The hall was silent for a bit. I could see Brandon trying to compose himself. It was obvious he wasn't done speaking, and he had much more to say. So we all waited. "I never had a choice, Alpha Noah. Please be in my shoes and see if you would have acted differently. What do you do when you have to choose between your happiness and the welfare of your people? What do you do when you have to choose between joy and the survival of your people? My people can't trade, we can't do business, we can't mingle. How do we earn money to pay off our debts? How do we earn money to be independent? Would it be better if I had gone ahead with the wedding and married her? Then what will happen to my people? What would happen to Hayland?" he asked, and I had a response for him, but I held my tongue and waited for him to complete his lament. The truth was, the issue was that he accused me of taking what belonged to him; the rest of his nonsense was inconsequential, but I would be patient with him
~Noah~ I refused to respond, my anger simmering beneath the surface as Brandon's baseless accusations echoed through the chamber. The presumption of guilt in my silence hung heavy, but I remained composed, choosing not to dignify his claims with a response. It was clear that this confrontation had ventured into personal vendettas, straying far from the initial purpose of the council meeting. "Everyone knows what you and your brothers are doing. Waiting your old man out. After all, you said it at the engagement party in Brentwood," Brandon continued, his gaze turning toward Moses for confirmation. Moses, appearing uncomfortable, avoided eye contact and remained silent, neither confirming nor refuting Brandon's claim. Brandon shamelessly pressed on. "You bragged that you know you are going to get the positions anyway, whether your old man desires it or not. No one dares challenge you for anything. I mean, goddess forbid anyone tries it. So you can just take what you want, bully whoeve
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,