Novels by ELLA.P.

Chapter 8 I did not sleep. Even after the battle, even after my body screamed for rest, my eyes would not close. Nyx would not let me. Wake up. He is still there. I sat up in my old bed. The room was dark, cold, and smelled of dust. The same room I had cried in for three years before I ran away. Nothing had changed. Except me. I walked to the window. And I saw them. Two red eyes. Far away, between the black trees at the edge of the forest. They were not blinking. They were not moving. They were just watching me. My heart started to beat fast. "Nyx, what is that?" I whispered. _Not a rogue,_ Nyx answered, her voice low and careful. _Rogues smell like rot and blood. This one smells like... power. Old power. Like us._ A shiver ran down my spine. I grabbed Kaden's jacket from the chair and slipped outside. The pack house was quiet. Warriors were sleeping by the fire. Healers were sleeping beside the injured. No one saw me leave. The night air was cold against my skin. The mo

Chapter 7The cheering did not stop. I stood in the middle of the burned battlefield, covered in blood that was not mine, my white fur still glowing faintly under the moonlight. My body was shaking, not from fear, but from power. Nyx was still awake inside me, proud, loud, alive. We did it, Zara. We saved them. For years, they had called me wolfless. Weak. A burden. The girl who could not shift. Now they were on their knees. Old women who used to laugh at me were crying. Warriors who used to push me to clean their floors were bowing their heads. Children were pointing at me and whispering, "Moon Wolf... it's really her." Kaden did not let go of me. His arms stayed tight around my neck, his face buried in my fur. When he finally pulled back, his eyes were red. Not from anger. From guilt. "I'm sorry," he whispered, so only I could hear. "For every word I said. For rejecting you. For letting them treat you like that. I'm sorry, Zara." I shifted back slowly. Bones cracking, fur di

Chapter 6 The rogues came like a storm. I ran out of the pack house with Kaden, and what I saw made my blood freeze. There were at least fifty rogues, huge black wolves with red eyes, attacking the pack border. Our warriors were fighting, but they were tired, injured, and outnumbered. Houses were burning. Women were screaming. Children were crying. "They came for the Moon Wolf," Nyx whispered. "They can smell you. They have been waiting for you to return." My heart dropped. "This is my fault? They attacked because of me?" No. They attacked because they are greedy. They want your power. But now that you are here, you can stop them. Kaden shifted into his wolf in front of me - a massive black wolf, bigger than any wolf I had ever seen. His wolf, Drak, roared so loud the ground shook. "Stay behind me, Zara!" he shouted through the mind-link. But I did not stay behind him. I stepped forward, closed my eyes, and let Nyx take over. My body shifted. Bones cracked. Fur grew. But this

Chapter 5That night, I could not sleep. I was back in my old room at the back of the pack house. The same small room where I used to cry myself to sleep. But now, the room looked different. Kaden had ordered the maids to clean it, to put new sheets, new curtains, fresh flowers. He had even put a small fridge with food and drinks. He was trying to impress me. He was trying to say sorry without words. But sorry was not enough. You are thinking too much, Nyx said, stretching inside me. Sleep. Tomorrow will be a big day. "How can I sleep?" I whispered. "My heart is beating so fast. Every time I close my eyes, I see his face. Kaden crying. Kaden begging. I never thought I would see that." That is because he finally understands what he lost, Nyx said. For three years, he thought you were dead. He thought his mate was gone. Now you are back, and you are more powerful than him. That scares him. Just then, there was a knock on my door. Soft, careful, like the person was afraid to distu

Chapter 4The drive back to Silver Moon Pack felt like a lifetime. My black car moved slowly through the forest road I had run through three years ago, barefoot and crying, with a torn dress and bleeding feet. Now I was sitting in the back seat, in a designer dress, with a driver, with money in my account, with power. But my heart was still beating fast. My hands were shaking a little, even though I tried to hide it. Calm down, Nyx whispered in my mind, her voice warm and strong. You are not that girl anymore. Remember who you are. "I know," I whispered back, looking out of the window at the trees rushing past. "I am Zara. I am the Moon Wolf. I am not afraid." But the truth was, I was afraid. Not of Kaden. Not of Mia. I was afraid of what I would feel when I saw them again. Would my heart still break? Would the mate bond still hurt? Would I still be that weak girl who wanted Kaden to love her? Three years in the city had changed me. I had built a business from nothing. I had lea

Chapter 3 Three years later. The city was loud, bright, and nothing like Silver Moon Pack. I stood in front of a tall glass building in Lagos, wearing a black suit, heels, and sunglasses. My hair was longer, my skin was glowing, and my eyes were sharp. No one looking at me now would believe I was once the servant girl who cleaned floors and cried in a small room at the back of the pack house. My name is still Zara. But I am not the same Zara. "Miss Zara, your meeting starts in five minutes," my assistant, Tobi, said, running after me with files. "Thank you, Tobi," I said with a small smile. "Tell them I will be there." Tobi nodded and hurried away. Three years ago, when I ran into the city with nothing but a torn dress and a broken heart, Tobi was the first human who helped me. He found me sleeping under a bridge in my wolf form, cold and hungry. He did not run. He brought me food and clothes. He never knew I was a wolf. He just thought I was a lost girl. And he helped me. Wi