Novels by Piper redding

Rya's POVFor what would seem like a brief moment, I took over from Frost while he was away. It felt... good to be on the ruling affairs of the pack one more time. There was this sensation that travelled down my body, this... familiarity, this certain feeling. I just couldn't define it. It was bittersweet, mixed, almost as though I revisited the days when even the slightest thing robbed me of my peace.Even in his absence, I didn't want his vision of his summit to die. The premonition I had about him the previous night had even fueled me more to keep on with the planning. I was still in the study when a slight knock on the door pulled me away from my train of thoughts. I looked up, and behold, it was Sera. "Sera!" her name slipped from my lips in sheer surprise. It had been the longest time since I saw her. She looked so... different, so unlike her. Living in exile must have robbed her off the brightness and shine which she effortlessly exuded. She looked worn out, uncertain, iso

Frost's POVA thousand options I had considered since I learnt that the barriers would fall. But only one really stuck, piercing, consistent. It was a radical one, but all rounds of my logical thinking had circled around it.I had learnt weeks ago that the barrier which kept the Void away for many centuries before the present time was raised by the collaborative act of the leaders of the various worlds. How did it skip past my thinking that the same method used then could have still been the same to leave a long lasting result on the world today? How did we substitute united hearts for just joint artifacts?I had the chance to make it right again. If only supernatural beings spent years in building unity rather than fighting against themselves, then they could face the Void's return as a united force rather than fragmented enemies. Or so I thought!Yet, in all of my travels to seek alliance with supernatural beings, their responses were... mixed, with most opposing the very thing I en

Rya's POV Life should have been perfect now. With all the wars fought and won, I finally should have lived in the very life I had prayed for endlessly—the kind that was a bed of roses, the kind where I awoke to fresh new days buttered with peace of mind and absolute serenity in the werewolf territory. Yet each new day only seemed like a bitter version of chaos. There were people... ardent disciples who still worshipped the Void even in its non-existence. Their hopes and faith had driven them mad, forced them to take up arms and swing into deadly actions which they believed could free the Void for the umpteenth time. They launched their attacks first on the werewolf territories. They were systematic, targeting those with weaker leadership and defenses. But I was willingly to put an end to such ruthless and fruitless massacre.I led the SilverFang forces against these cultists, intercepting the just before they could lay waste to another defenseless pack. I didn't have my Alpha au

Frost's POV"Can you hear me, Rya?" I whispered through the mind link. The distance between us had caused some kind of strain to our communication. Still, I could hear her. "I'm in position," she answered in a whispering tone. "I can see them, all of them.""Ready when you're ready," I answered.I had my men positioned right behind me, awaiting Rya's signal. This act, this mission, was sensitive in a whole lot of ways. If there was even a slight misstep, or an act out of scheduled timing, then we could end up like the ones we had set out to trap—on our knees, pleading for mercy. And so I stood vigilant, with my eyes scanning through the landscape, on the best way to storm that meeting hall.There was complete silence from Rya. It was almost as though I had lost my connection with her. It was like that for almost half an hour, not until she let out a frustrating groan through the mindlink, the kind that jolted me from the ground. "Oh gods!" I heard her say, followed by a hiss and a

Rya's POVI didn't know how, but I had that confidence that Oscar and Lia would find me all the information that I needed. It wasn't up to a full day since I mentioned my fears to Lia, and she had returned bearing what would seem like pleasant news. I had been in my study room all morning. WIth less tasks on my hands, and nothing really heavy to make my mind spiral in pondering thoughts, I bought my time with flipping through more pages of historical books judiciously. I was half way through the very book that interested me most when Lia stormed into the room. I could feel the urgency in her steps even though her face had masked it perfectly. I looked up at her, a bit startled, but mostly puzzled. "Come with me. There's something I want you to see," she said to me coldly. I had never seen her in such a demeanor... wearing such terrifying countenance. I could almost hear Oscar's voice through hers, but had washed the thoughts off my head when I sighted her figure and heard the light

Rya's POVI had not been neglected after all. My pride was still secured—intact, well laced on my shoulders as though nothing had ever happened. I still received the respect... the honour, just as before, but not exactly as before.It had been a month since I was crowned as Luna of the SilverFang pack, and for one who had stepped down from a position with the greatest authority in the entire werewolf territory, another would expect that I bowed my head in shame, or think of where I found myself to be as a downgrade... a fall from grace. But I was most satisfied with where I was. I finally had the chance to just... breathe, to live, to have lightened shoulders, to sleep without rethinking the events of the past or the future, to sit without having the pressing needs of the people weigh my spirit down. But most of all, when I turned my eyes to the man who now wore the crown, I still felt like the victor. I was at peace, knowing fully well that they people deserved a good man like him,

NARRATOR'S POVThree months later…It started slowly.A strange warmth blooming beneath Mira’s ribs, something she couldn’t quite name. She was at the training grounds, watching the younger ones train, talking quietly with Lira, when the first wave hit. It was sharp and sudden, curling through her veins like fire.She froze, her breath trembling.What was that?Her body answered before her thoughts did. Her lips parted, a shaky exhale leaving them as her knees nearly buckled.“Mira?” Lira noticed immediately. “Are you alright?” she asked.“I… I think…” She swallowed hard. “I think something’s wrong.”“What do you think it is?” Lira demanded, reaching out to support her.Mira hesitated, but she knew exactly what it was.She had read about it, had witnessed a few, had prepared herself unconsciously for this moment. She had never experienced it, but she knew what it felt like.This, this heat soaring through her, full and uncontrollable, pulling the mate bond so tight it almost hurt, mea

MIRA'S POV“Thank you for a chance at redemption.”I stared at the note in my hands, brows furrowed, my chest swirling with things I couldn't name.I turned to Zephyr who had been in the room when we came in. “What exactly happened to her?”“I can't tell,” he answered. “But she's over ninety. I'm thinking the old age finally caught up with her because she lost her powers.”I sighed. “May her soul rest in peace.”“May her sacrifice be deemed worthy enough,” Thane said.I squeezed his hand in my hold, feeling everything he could feel through the mate bond. “We should at least conduct a befitting burial for her,” Thane said.” I put you in charge of it, Nathan.”He nodded. “I'll take care of it.”“Let's go, Mira.”I followed Thane, glancing one last time at Cassidy's pale, blue, wrinkled body. She had done wrong all her life, but she was wise enough to take a step back and seize the chance at redemption. Like Thane said, I hoped her sacrifice was worthy enough to give her the peace she n

The next hour, the entire pack filled the central clearing. Wolves of every rank — elders, warriors, young ones, even the allies from other packs who had shown up to visit the awaken Alpha. Whispers rippled when Thane stepped onto the raised platform.He looked steady and strong, fully in control.Mira stood at the side with Lira and Nathan, hands clasped so hard her palms ached.Thane scanned the crowd slowly, letting the silence stretch. “I'm sure everyone standing here right now is aware of the havoc that was impending upon our pack. A havoc I arrested by making a sacrifice many of you might deem careless, and probably stupid.”“I’ve been hearing things,” he continued, voice clear and firm. “That I’m too weak to lead after the ritual. That being in a coma for a whole week makes me unfit. That you all need new leadership.”A few wolves lowered their eyes, others looked guilty. Some stared back defiantly .Thane nodded once. “You have every right to question. That is the responsibili

‘He’s awake’, was all Mira could think of as she sprinted to Thane's room, Nathan and Lira closely behind her. The nurse’s call had barely faded when she burst through the infirmary doors, breathless, heart hammering so hard it drowned every other sound. She didn’t even notice that she wasn't the only one in the room. All she saw was Thane. He was awake, sitting upright, blinking slowly as if adjusting to the world again.“Thane?” Her voice cracked.His head turned instantly, eyes finding hers as though he had been waiting for that exact moment. A small, tired smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “Hey, Mira.”That was all it took for her knees to go weak.She reached him in three steps, stopping right beside the bed. She was trembling, hands hovering over him, afraid to touch in case this was another dream.“You’re real,” she whispered.Thane chuckled, the sound hoarse. “Last I checked.”Without thinking, without delay, she threw her arms around him, burying her face into his shou

I parted my lips to speak, but Nathan beat me to it. “Mira, please don't get mad. We're so sorry. It just happened. We didn't mean to...” “Nathan, can you let me talk?” I cut him short.He pressed his lips tightly together, before nodding.“I'm happy for you two,” I said. “Forget the fact that I'm not smiling and jumping and squealing like a ten year old,” I glanced at Thane. “You know why. But I'm really happy for you two. I think you make the perfect pair.”They exchanged a look, turning back to me with raised brows. “You're not… you're not upset?”A dry chuckle escaped my throat. “Why would I be upset?”“I mean…” Lira began, shifting her weight from one leg to the other, nervously. “The fact that we hid it from you, and that you and Nathan once had… uhhh… a thing going on..”I scoffed. “Is that what you want take me for, Lira. A bitter ex? I'm not even an ex. Nathan and I…” I sighed. “Let's just say we do better as a team, than as lovers.”“True.” Nathan agreed.“This guy here, is

I hurriedly wiped the tears off my my face, sniffling. “You don't have to clean your tears, child.”Cassidy entered, her steps slow and careful. She looked exhausted. Her skin was pale, dark circles adorning her wrinkled eyes. Her hair was dampened with sweat, yet she stood tall.I swallowed hard. “What are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice almost unrecognizable. “Why are you roaming free in our pack? After everything you did? After Alexa?”She let out a snort, totally unfazed. “Don't worry. I'll be thrown into the dungeons after now, I just had to check up on,” she nodded at Thane, “him.”“Stay away from him,” I warned, my instincts flaring high.She raised her hands in mock surrender. “Relax. My magic has been taken away from me. It's why I look like shit.”My brows furrowed. “What?”She chuckled, rather unnecessarily. “No one performs a ritual like that and retains her magic.” Her voice lowered. “It's all gone now. I'm just a human now, lesser than you are.”I blinked, confuse