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Secrets OutAuthor's POVIt so happened that Alpha Hale, Dane's father, Mr. Han, and Alpha Safiya were best friends—until Edmond came into the picture.They began having problems with each other until Mr. Han asked Edmond to kill Alpha Hale.Edmond refused, but Han was desperate. Han committed the murder himself but blamed Edmond. Edmond often acted like a jerk towards Dane Hale, his friend's son, whenever he recalled the past.He misses Alpha Hale, but that doesn't change the fact that he killed Astrid's mother to cover up his crimes. He did all of this to please Han and keep their secrets hidden.In the end, they all faced their downfall, except for Edmond, who remained alive. He will return from his slave trade, and guess who his next target is? Astrid's son, who is a Moon Healer!********Dear Readers,I want to extend my deepest gratitude to each and every one of you for taking the time to read my book. Your support, feedback, and encouragement mean the world to me, and it’s becau

Astrid's POV. I slowly pushed myself up from the bed, rubbing my eyes as I took in my surroundings. The room was quiet, and for a moment, loneliness washed over me like a cold wave.But then I turned to the window and saw Dane, his strong frame leaning against the sill. He cradled our baby, Hayden, in his arms. A smile crept across my face at the sight of them together. They looked perfect.“You're awake late! We had plans for today, but you overslept,” Dane teased as he walked over to me. He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. The warmth of his affection spread through me, making me feel safe and loved.It had been a month since everything turned upside down—a month since the terrifying nightmare that almost took our lives. After escaping to the pack with Ethan, I had spent many sleepless nights, my mind racing with fears. I was terrified that Dane would sacrifice our child, that he wouldn’t care about us. But I was wrong.Dane would never hurt our baby. He and Ethan to

Halfdan's pov. (His End)The bottle of whiskey was cold in my hand, the burn of the liquid a distant sensation as it slid down my throat. I could barely feel it anymore, barely cared. All I could think of was her. Camilla. My mate. My cunning, twisted, evil mate.How did it come to this? The memories of that night still clawed at my mind, gnawing away until I felt like I might go insane. I closed my eyes, but the image of her face filled my head—the way her eyes locked onto mine in those final moments, full of both fear and acceptance. She was in my arms, her body limp and lifeless, yet her lips had curled in that knowing smile. The same smile she had whenever she thought she had won.She had won.Even in death, she had won, taking the slash meant for me, falling in my place. She died in my arms, the blood soaking my hands, the life draining from her body while I could only watch. And no matter how much I told myself I hated her for all she'd done, for all the evil she brought to o

Halfdan's POV.I stood on the balcony, hands behind my back, staring up at the sky. I had felt off all night, but something about being out here shifted my mood. A small smile formed on my lips as I gazed at the red sky. It wasn't the death of an alpha; I would’ve been invited if that were the case. No, this meant something else—a moon healer had been born.How fortunate their parents were. A child with such a rare gift was both a blessing and a burden. The entire world would come for them, and I would have to protect that child. It was my duty. But deep down, I wished I’d been given that choice, to have a child of my own to protect. I wanted it so badly, and I would die for my child if it came to that. But not everything in life goes the way we want it to.A sharp knock at the door snapped me out of my thoughts, and I turned my head toward the sound.“Alpha Halfdan!” Drake shouted as he burst onto the balcony, panting heavily.“What is it now, Drake?” I asked, rolling my eyes. I ha

DANE'S POV"Camilla," I called out, my voice firm. She didn’t even flinch, her cold, hard glare fixed on Astrid. Astrid, who looked exhausted and fragile. She had just given birth. She needed rest, not this. She shouldn’t be standing here, facing Camilla. All I could think was, ‘Have I ever done anything right?’ Ever since she came into my life, all I’d done was cause her pain and worry. And now I had a son too. I couldn’t let this cruel fate fall on them both. They deserved peace— ‘they deserved better than me.’Camilla took a step forward, her lips curling into a cruel smile. Her eyes locked onto the baby. My son. I stepped in front of Astrid, blocking her view."I’m going to need the child," Camilla said, her voice dripping with malice. The smirk on her face widened, her eyes glowing with hatred.My jaw tightened, my body tense. "What makes you think I’ll give you my son?" I growled, glaring at her. But my words only made her smile bigger. She looked back at me with the same ch

DANE'S POVEight months had passed, and it felt like nothing had changed. Every morning, I woke up wondering if she still hated me as much as before. It bothered me. What was I supposed to do to make things right?She had been kidnapped and hospitalised so many times, and I knew my life was dangerous for her. To make things worse, she misunderstood something I said, thinking I would hurt our child. What did she think of me?That night, after I apologised again and again, she ran off. Even after almost being killed by Camilla, she didn’t stop. She must have cared about me, right? But then her mother died, and she left, probably thinking it was better to get hurt by someone else than by me.Now, she’s back in the Fierce Claws pack. For eight months, I’ve known where she’s been hiding. I watched over her, had guards keeping a close eye, though from a safe distance. I made sure she was protected, but I kept my distance too. If she wanted to be away from me, I wasn’t going to take that fro

Caspian's POVThe moment the lawyer read the latter part of the will, I couldn't help but notice the sudden joy that filled the living room. Alec and Caleb jumped up from their seats in excitement, hugging each other.Just as I had expected; they were up to no good. They had clearly tricked me and taken everything that belonged to my father, leaving nothing for me. Unknowingly to them, I was the smart one and wasn’t going to let my guard down, not yet.Just as I was still trying to piece it all together, the lawyer grabbed his suitcase and stood up from the couch, ready to leave the mansion, but my next words halted him right on track.“Leaving already?”He turned to me, “Yes, Mr. Caspian. That’s all for now.” He bowed his head, ready to take another step forward, but I wasn’t done.“Are you certain about that, dear lawyer? Because last time I checked, I didn’t hear you call my name or give anything to me. Not even the company.”Tension and fear filled the air at my words, Alec and Ca

Caspian's POV.“Hello brother?” Alec scoffed as he stared at me in fear. They weren’t expecting to see me arrive before them on such a day, I bet. “Have you come here to cause more havoc?” he added, his fingers clenched.I snorted as I walked over to the window in the living room, my hand dipping into my pocket as I fixed my eyes outside the mansion. I caught sight of Nathan making their so-called security guard chew on grass, and it made me laugh.“What’s funny, Caspian?” Caleb, the so-called little brat, asked, calling me by my name, which instinctively infuriated me.“I beg your pardon? It’s ‘Uncle’ to you, little twerp.”“He’ll only call you that if you deserve it. Now, why are you here?” Alec asked once more, making me shake my head in utmost disappointment.Was he being serious now? I mean, they were about to share the properties that belonged to my father secretly, and here they were, asking me why I was in the mansion? Well, since they wanted a response, that was what I was go

Caspian's POVButtoning my suit jacket as I stared at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't help but feel a wave of rage coursing through my veins. My father's last words still echoed in my mind—how he had warned me not to trust anyone in the Nightingale family.He wasn't beating about the bush after all. There was every possibility that they were clearly the reason behind his death. They caused his death, and right now, they were going to share everything that belonged to him.I didn't care about his wealth; I had mine. What I wanted was the last remains of my mother, and until I got a hold of that, none of them in the Nightingale family was going to leave my tracks.Once I was done dressing in my black Italian suit and designer's shoes, I walked out of the room. I was heading back to the Nightingale mansion. Luckily, Elena had left earlier on to go get some groceries. This was my chance to leave.“Boss.” Nathan bowed slightly at the sight of me exiting the room with a rugged autho

Caspian's POVHer breath hitched the moment my lips touched her skin. She stood still, almost trembling, like she didn’t know what to do—but I did.I tilted her chin up with one hand, making her look into my eyes. “Don’t hide from me, Squishy,” I said softly but firmly. “Not now… not when I’ve been dying to touch you.”Her lips parted, but no words came out. She didn’t have to say anything—her eyes told me everything. She wanted this just as badly as I did.I slid my hand down her back, feeling the warmth of her skin through the damp towel. Then, slowly, I tugged at the edge of it.The towel slipped from her body, falling to the floor without a sound.She gasped, but I caught her before she could step back. “No,” I whispered, pulling her closer until our bodies touched, skin against skin. “You don’t run from me. Not now.”I picked her up easily, her legs wrapping around my waist like it was second nature. Her arms clung to my shoulders, her breath shaky and hot against my neck.“You b

Caspian's POV.Her hand, soft and gentle, remained on my face, her words making me feel at ease. They were more soothing than I could have ever imagined. No one had shown me this much care in a long while. It all reminded me of my mother.I wasn't sure if it was real or if she was still seeing me as a pawn, but her words had melted my pain and drained the frustration I felt from speaking to my brother and his silly son in there.I wanted to keep this feeling, and I was going to do it.I nodded twice, with a faint but bitter smile on my lips. “I won't disappoint you, Squishy,” I assured her, my hand reaching out and squeezing hers firmly.“I trust you,” she muttered to me.How could she trust me when my plan was to use her? Was she always this easy, or was there something I was missing?After a few seconds of staring at her, I turned my attention to Nathan, who was holding the steering wheel of the vehicle in his grip.“Did you get any information from anyone at the event today?” I ask

Caspian's POVShe was scared, but not as scared as I was. I had just watched my father die. I had just witnessed the passing of Mr. Night, just like I saw my mother being moved into a morgue.My fingers clenched tightly as I turned to look at her. She was putting on a white dress with a blue collar, which indicated one thing: she was the nurse taking care of my father.Before I could say a word, she turned on her heels and left the room, running like she was being chased by some ghost. I didn't chase after her. I had a more important situation on ground than her.Turning back to my father's dead body, I reached for his eyes and shut them properly. I wasn't supposed to care about him, but why in the world did my heart race the way it did? Why did it ache when all I've gotten from my father was nothing but hatred?Just as I was trying to piece everything together, a familiar voice, low but sinister, echoed from behind me.“What have you done, Caspian?”I turned sharply to find Alec, my