CAMERON’S POV I still couldn't believe last night really happened. Like I actually had the most magical night of my life where I shared everything with my mate, and it was hard to come to terms with it. The shock I felt after having Alpha Xavier actually accept for Oneka to live with us like my mate, was beyond words. I was actually dumbfounded for a moment when he invited me to his office to tell me this. I had honestly thought that there would be a lot more convincing that I'd have to do to finally have Oneka by my side. But I guess fate really was on my side this time and Luna played an important part in this whole situation. If Oneka wouldn't have been her childhood friend, then I believe the situation right now would have been very different. The soft rays of dawn seep through the curtains, gently illuminating the room. I lie there, feeling the warmth of the morning sun on my face, and my gaze naturally finds its way to the serene figure lying next to me. Oneka breathes peaceful

ATHENA'S POV Xavier's voice echoed through the pack territory. “Quick! Take him to the hospital wing. We need to sedate him!” His orders cut through the darkness, sharp and demanding, as we struggled to carry Colby's shifting form toward the hospital wing. Colby was caught in the throes of a half-wolf transformation, his body contorted by pain and the struggle to keep his inner beast at bay.My heart raced as I moved alongside the others, their faces etched with concern and determination. Colby's agonized howls pierced the air, a haunting reminder of the battle he waged within himself. I could feel the tension in the air, a palpable fear that something dark and sinister had invaded our pack.As we approached the hospital wing, I stole a glance at Colby's face, distorted by the dual nature of his transformation. The venom that Cyrus injected into him, seemed to have taken hold of him, and I couldn't fathom how our enemy had managed to infiltrate our ranks and target Colby specifically

ATHENA'S POV“I'm sorry. I know I should have told you, but I didn't want to burden or stress you with everything that was going on. It wasn't good for your condition to worry or overwork yourself,” I rolled my eyes at his explanation. Was he being serious? After everything that had happened, he was still going on about this? What the hell was wrong with him? “Seriously, Xavier? Can you stop treating me like a sick person? Honestly, you saying and treating me like this makes me more distressed about the whole situation than I ever can be. I mean now I can't trust you in being honest with me. Now I have to continuously think that you are hiding something from me. Will that help me reduce my stress or worry any further? Why can't you just stop worrying about me like I am patient and tell me things that need attention. For all you know, I could have come up with good advice, better strategies for your plans,” I was irritated now. He planned on sending a whole team on a secret mission wi

ONEKA'S POV“I met her when I was nineteen.” I sat there, frozen, staring at Pi as his words hung in the air, heavy with revelation. Shock coursed through me like an electric current, tingling every nerve ending in my body. How could this be? How could Pi, my closest friend, harbor such a profound secret from me for so long?For years, we'd shared laughter, dreams, and fears. We'd traversed the peaks and valleys of life together, or so I thought. Yet, in this moment, I felt like a stranger in his presence, as if the person sitting before me was a mere shadow of the Pi I thought I knew.The gravity of his disclosure weighed heavily on my heart. I couldn't fathom how he had kept this hidden from me for so long.“What?” I finally said after what felt like hours. “My beloved— mate in werewolf language.” Underneath the blanket of shimmering stars, Pi's gaze turned distant, lost in the memories that danced like constellations in his mind. His voice, soft and dreamy, carried the weight of a

AUTHOR'S POV The training grounds buzzed with the grunts of warriors locked in combat. Muscles strained, and sweat glistened under the sun's unyielding gaze. Xavier, his senses honed to a razor's edge, moved with the controlled ferocity of a predator, his movements fluid yet calculated.In the midst of the chaos, Xavier's mind was a tempest of determination and resolve. Each strike, each parry, was a testament to his unwavering commitment to protect those he held dear—his pack and his people. His muscles burned with exertion, but his spirit blazed with an unquenchable fire.As he sparred with the pack warriors, Xavier's aggression surged like a tidal wave crashing against the shore. His blows were swift and decisive, a relentless onslaught against his opponents. One by one, they fell before him, their defeat echoing through the training grounds like a thunderous drumbeat.Eleven warriors, each formidable in their own right, succumbed to Xavier's relentless assault. Yet, even as vict