Novels by Ne lla

Chapter Seven: Refuge and RevelationsSelene’s POVEverything about this night had carried risk. I paused at the doorway and looked back at Kael. “But I’m not the helpless human she believes me to be. And it’s time she understood that.”The walk toward the residential wing felt ceremonial. Word had already traveled through the pack their Luna was awakened, conscious, and powerful. Wolves stepped aside as we passed, bowing their heads with a respect that felt authentic rather than forced. I could feel the shift in them, the uncertainty giving way to something that felt dangerously close to hope.For three years, they had watched their Alpha unravel himself and the woman bound to him. Now they sensed transformation.Liora’s door stood slightly open. Soft music drifted into the corridor. She had prepared for this moment. She had likely been anticipating it since the chaos began.“Stay here,” I told Kael and Maris. “I need to confront her alone.”“Absolutely not ”“She must underestimate

Selene’s POVThe quiet inside Keal’s office felt altered now. Not suffocating, but alive with potential. I remained seated across from his desk the identical chair where I had endured so many icy directives and merciless dismissals. But tonight, I was not the shattered woman who once accepted his cruelty without resistance. Tonight, I was something entirely different.And he knew it.“Vincent’s troops have withdrawn past the northern boundary,” Keal informed me, placing the radio down after the final clearance came through. “Elijah’s units are reinforcing the perimeter, but it will take hours before we understand the full scope of the destruction.”I inclined my head, though my mind was only partly focused on what he was saying. The force that had awakened inside me continued to hum through my bloodstream, and with it came awareness unlike anything I had ever known. I could sense the feelings of every wolf inside the pack house their relief, their bewilderment, their lingering unease.

Kael’s POVThe updates arrived like crushing strikes, each one more devastating than the one before.“Eastern boundary compromised at three points, Alpha. They’re equipped with silver-bladed weapons.”“Communications tower has fallen. We’re functioning strictly on backup systems.”“Seven injured, two in critical condition. They’re deliberately striking our patrol routes.”I stood inside the command center, my palms planted against the strategy table as my wolves delivered report after report. The assault was organized, exact, and far too knowledgeable about our defensive structure. Someone had supplied them with intelligence regarding our operations.Traitor, my wolf growled. Someone within the pack has betrayed us.The thought made fury surge through my veins, but I couldn’t focus on internal enemies when external ones were literally at our gates.Through the upheaval, one name pounded relentlessly inside my skull like a war drum:Selene.“Status of the Luna?” I demanded.“Secured in

:Chapter Five: Blood and BirthrightSelene’s POVThe secured wing felt like a tomb.I sat on the edge of the narrow bed, staring at the reinforced door that cut me off from any hope of freedom. No windows, no sunlight, just the sterile, oppressive glow of fluorescent bulbs that made my skin look sickly pale. The echo of guards’ footsteps in the hallway reminded me constantly I was not just a prisoner. I was a prisoner under direct threat.Three hours. That’s how long I’d been trapped in this concrete cage, and already the walls felt like they were pressing in. My hands trembled as I reached for the thermos of herbal tea Maris had given me, the one thing they allowed me to keep.It was still warm, fragrant with chamomile and something I couldn’t name. I barely took a sip when a strange tingling washed over me not nausea, but a vibration that started at my fingertips and raced up my arms.What the hell?I stared at my palms as the tingling intensified. For a heartbeat, I could swear I

Liora's POVThe scent of pregnancy clung to her like a curse.I lingered in the shadows of the corridor, watching as that pathetic human made her way back to her quarters under Ryan’s watchful escort. Even from here, I could smell the change in her the sickly sweet aroma of new life, of Kael’s child growing inside her fragile body.His child. The thought made my wolf snarl with envious rage. It should have been mine.For three years, I’d been patient. For three years, I’d played the obedient mistress, the convenient release for an Alpha’s desires while his purchased bride played house. I’d endured the humiliation of being second to a weak human, telling myself it was temporary, that eventually Kael would see reason and choose a proper mate.But now she was carrying his heir, and everything had shifted.My fingers tightened around the small vial in my pocket the same herbs Dr. Caldwell had been administering to the precious Luna, but altered with my own modifications. Wolfsbane mixed w

Selene’s POVThe guest quarters were quiet except for the soft shuffle of pages as I carefully documented another entry in the leather journal hidden beneath my mattress. My hands shook slightly not from fear, but from anger.Day 1,127 of captivity. Alpha Kael Ashborne threatened to increase security measures after discovering my pregnancy. Referred to the unborn child as "heir" and "pack property." Showed zero concern for the mother’s wellbeing.I had been keeping this journal for eight months, ever since the night he struck me across the face for questioning his decision to punish a young wolf for “insubordination.” Every cruel word, every humiliation, every moment of deliberate mental torture all meticulously recorded in neat handwriting.If I died here, at least there would be evidence of what he had done.A soft, deliberate knock broke my focus. Three quick taps, pause, then two more our signal for Dr. Maris’ clandestine visits.“Come in,” I whispered, sliding the journal back in