Cameron POVChase and I overheard our mother speaking to Willow about her past. There’s no doubt that we’re related. The woman who captivated both of us from the moment we laid eyes on her is, in fact, our sister. Not a full sister, but a half-sister nonetheless.She was as beautiful as her name; it suited her perfectly. She is a perfect blend of strength and resilience.She sparked a whirlwind of emotions within me that I couldn’t identify. My heart is filled with excitement, curiosity, and a hint of nervousness, I reached out a careful hand and gently touched her cheek. Her reaction was instant as she inhaled a sharp breath."Willow," I whispered, caressing her face. She looked at me with a mix of wonder and fear, her gray eyes shining in the dim light.Her skin was smooth and silky, like the petals of a freshly bloomed rose, and she didn't shy away from my contact. Instead, she leaned into my touch, a soft gasp escaping her lips over and over again. Relishing in my warmth.“You’re

Alana’s POVIt has been an hour since Willow agreed to speak with the boys, and I haven’t seen or heard from either of them since. I thought about going over to check on them, but maybe it’s better if I let them come to terms with what has to be done. It was for the best.As I sit in the quiet garden of the pack house, surrounded by the soothing sounds of nature, unease starts to creep in. I can’t stop thinking about the decision I made to prevent my sons from returning to the Crimson Pack with their mate—the one thing that could make them happy and complete.I understand it may seem harsh, but my actions were for their benefit. They owe a duty to their pack, a responsibility they cannot neglect or disregard. They have been training their entire lives for this moment, and I cannot allow them to discard their legacy so casually.I sigh, feeling the weight of my choice bears down on my shoulders. I love my sons more than anything. I want to see them fulfilled with their mates, but I als

Kai's POVI was overcome by a surge of anger and despair that coursed through my veins as I sat alone in my study room. The walls seemed to close in on me, suffocating me with the secrets and lies that had poisoned my life for far longer than I had realized.My heart and home were in a state of disarray, each shard stabbing me with the agony of a truth that I couldn’t bear to face.However, I had no choice. I had to confront it. I had to face Willow and reveal the truth to her.Willow deserved to know the truth. She deserved to understand the ugly side of her mother, Nadia. This woman had lied to me, to everyone else, and even to Willow. Nadia had woven a web of lies so complex that it concealed the most devastating truth—the identity of Willow’s father.As I sat there, tormented by the swirling thoughts in my head, the door opened. It closed with a soft click. I looked up to see Willow standing before me, her eyes wide with fear and confusion.“Father, what’s going on?” she asked, her

Cameron POV"Wow, this place is amazing," I said, looking around the Crimson Pack's territory. It was a wonderland of wolves, a thriving community that stretched beyond the horizon. We had never seen anything like it in our lives. The Oceanic Pack, our home, was a speck of dust compared to this.Mother always told us to stay away, but she never mentioned how beautiful the place was. Chase and I could easily get used to living here. It possesses the elements we need to evolve into better and stronger alphas.“Right?” Chase concurred, his tone filled with awe. He seldom agreed with me on anything, but this was an exception. His expression was a reflection of mine. The security here was flawless, which served as evidence of their undefeated status over many years.The Crimson Pack had guards stationed at every entrance. They also had patrols at every corner which was impossible to invade at any point in time. They left nothing to chance or to be unprotected. Yet we didn’t care about any

Alana's POVI felt the emptiness in my chest intensify as I recalled the vacant beds at my son's room just a few minutes ago. It’s already been two days since they left to join their peers in the Crimson Pack, and I’m gripped by the fear that they may never return.All my efforts to stop them and make them see reason fell on deaf ears. They had been adamant because they loved her and wanted nothing more than to be with her.However, their absence had left me feeling more restless than ever. I hope they will return soon to reclaim their rightful place as the Alphas of the Oceanic Pack. Yet, I knew it was not that simple.They may choose to extend their stay with their mate if they feel the need. The Crimson Pack might be their birthplace, but they remain unfamiliar with its people and traditions. How can my sons find joy in such a place? How can they place their trust in Willow, who was brought up by that detestable woman, Nadia?Their thoughts hurt me deeply as I tossed and turned in