All Chapters of My Three Estranged Lovers: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

RAYA'S POV My life had always been tragic—locked away, cast aside, and treated like I was nothing. I had long grown accustomed to the pain and hurt. But if I were to recall the moment my fragile heart truly shattered and my world crumbled, it would begin with this day—the day I lost my pup. It was a dim Friday afternoon. The clouds hung low, heavy and dark, threatening to unleash a downpour. The sun lingered patiently behind the gloom, waiting for its chance to illuminate the earth. And just like the sun, my only bright light was the three-foot bundle of joy bouncing happily beside me as we walked through the eerily quiet forest. Alpha Draco’s warning echoed in my mind, my mate's voice carrying its usual edge: “It's not safe to wander around in the forest at this time; be back in less than two hours. I shouldn't have to find you!” I sighed, my breath complementing the rustle of leaves and the murmurs of the creatures who called this place home. “Mummy, what’s wrong?” Lason asked–h

RAYA’S POV I felt careful hands help me sit up, “Deep breaths, Raya, deep breaths” " the voice murmured. I obeyed, forcing air into my lungs until the storm in my chest quieted. I opened my eyes, my vision clearing up. Disappointment hit me, It wasn't Draco. Melissa crouched beside me, her white-onyx eyes unreadable. Her blonde hair caught the flickering light, giving her an almost sinister glow. I wished it were Draco, hoped he’d come to his senses and admit he cared for me more than he let on. “Get up, Raya. You’re embarrassing yourself.”, she said, her voice carrying an edge, it was firm, sharp and the wake-up call I needed, I leaned heavily on her as we walked through the suffocating room. No one spoke, but the tension was palpable, I peeked at the members still gathered; Their eyes burned into my back, some wide with shock, others gleaming with satisfaction. It was no secret that the majority of the pack disliked me for being weak, Over the years I cared for their needs, s

RAYA'S POV Before me was a golden light; it enveloped me in its warmth; the surrounding atmosphere was a vast dark blue contrast, its depth, hinting at the unknown. The space was filled with mass nothingness. My mind was blank, the light drawing me in; I heard a faint voice whisper, "Raya" it called softly, "Raya dear," it said, now louder. I forced my mouth open. "Yes, who are you? And where am I?" I questioned, my brows knitting in confusion. "I am Selene, goddess of the moon and shifters, you've been brought here to receive a second chance," she declared, her voice resonating with divine authority. "A second chance?" I replied, what would I need a second chance for, I hardly remember a thing about myself, "Yes, a chance to return to Earth and damn the lives of those who ruined yours," she proclaimed, her tone dripping with promise and something darker. 'Those who ruined yours' I mulled, the words tugging at a vague feeling. Suddenly my mind blanked then in a distorted blur, my

CALHOUN'S POV“Kill him,” I commanded coldly. A hybrid who dared to invade my land deserves no mercy.Hybrids, a mix of werewolf and human, often too arrogant to know their place—have always coveted purebred werewolf lands,It was during a war with their race that I lost someone dear; her death became my driving force to never let any harm come to the citizens of our kingdom.“Please, spare my life, ple—” His cries were cut short as my beta’s claws tore through his throat, silencing him forever.“Deliver his head to their king,” I said curtly, adjusting my tuxedo as I strode out of the dungeon, Logan trailing behind me.“We’ll be late by the time we arrive,” Logan remarked as we climbed the dimly lit staircase leading to the hallway.“What’s the saying again... hmm.” I paused, smirking.“Fashionably late is worth the wait,” Logan chuckled, finishing my thought.I grinned. The thought of seeing my brother, King Everon, at the Crescent Ball intrigued me. “It’s been too long since I visi

HERA'S POVI tossed on the bed, consciousness creeping in as sunlight sliced through the curtains. Blinking against the glare, I groaned, “Ugh, yesterday was a disaster.”My thoughts drifted to the mate I met last night. Technically, he wasn’t my mate—he was Hera’s. Still, he’d managed to ruin everything I had carefully planned.With a huff, I threw the blanket aside and headed to the bathroom. At least I wouldn’t have to see him again, and hopefully, he had no clue I was from Silverfang. The last thing I needed was him chasing me. Love and mates? Not in this lifetime—or the next, if there was one.After a quick shower, I slipped into black boyfriend jeans and a cropped hoodie. The clothes were new, and thank Goddess Selene for that. Hera’s frilly wardrobe would’ve made me sick.It was 11 a.m. when I stepped into the hallway. The mansion’s ornate decor glared back at me—fancy paintings, stylish fluorescents, all reminders of the life Hera had run away from. Turning a corner, I nearly