Chapter: Chapter Eighty Four: If Looks Could KillARIAIt was night already. After my discussion with Mason, I returned to Knox personal manor.I sat at the table with my hands folded on my lap as I stared at the plates laid out in front of me.I had made dinner myself because I had to keep myself too busy to think of anything else. I checked the time. It was nine o’clock. Knox should be back soon.I straightened a little every time I heard footsteps outside, but nothing happened. It wasn't Knox. Nine thirty. The food was cold now, but I still waited.Ten o’clock.The door finally opened, but it wasn’t Knox. It was Kora. She paused when she saw me still waiting. Pity flashed across her face before she could mask it.“What is it?” I asked, keeping my voice steady. She hesitated before walking closer.“Luna, I should warm the food for you. You haven’t eaten.”“I’ll wait a bit,” I said. “He’ll be back soon.”Kora’s lips parted and closed as she looked at the ground. “Alpha already had dinner.”My heartbeat stuttered. “Oh.”“With Raven,”
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Chapter: Chapter Eighty Three: He's A CowardARIAI blinked myself to reality. The crowd was gone. Knox and Raven were too. But I was still standing on the same spot.I looked ahead in the direction of the pack house. They probably left to get her settled. She was supposed to be dead, but somewhere along the line, she wasn’t. And she came back.So of course he would take her somewhere to get settled. Then why was I still here? I should have followed. One of the qualities of a good Luna was showing care.But I had stood frozen while Knox walked away with a female.Female.That word clouded my reasoning. His arms wrapped around her in a tight hug replayed in my mind. It was like he forgot all about me.I turned away finally while gulping nothing. I could feel the sting in my eyes and heart. Why did this hurt? It was just a hug with a lost lov—no, a lost friend.Why did I feel like something was taken away from me? Why was I jealous? I scoffed, releasing a breath at the last question.I was not jealous. That was stupid. I didn’t ev
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Chapter: Chapter Eighty Two: Raven, His First Love Is BackARIABy the time I made it back, my head was a mess of different thoughts. I shut the door behind me as I slid against it.My chest raced so fast, my hands shook as I tried Eleanor’s number again. “She can't be dead,” I whispered as the call ended.I stood and paced around the room. Every time I closed my eyes, Jordan’s voice came back. “Eleanor is dead.”“No,” I said aloud. “No”I wanted to go. To leave the pack lands and see for myself. To knock on Eleanor’s door and hear her voice telling me nothing was wrong.But the trial was in three days. My eyes caught the mirror, and I saw my silver eyes. I tried controlling my breath, just as Eleanor had taught me, so my eyes could return to their normal color.But instead, they shone brighter. I focused harder, but my thoughts were a complete mess. Wolves, hunters, Azren, Eleanor— all of it made my chest tighten with tears brimming at my eyes.The door burst open as Knox stood there, chest heaving like he’d run the whole way back. He hadn’t
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Chapter: Chapter Eighty One: Azren Is Hiding SomethingARIA “What are you doing here?” I asked.Jordan pushed himself up on his elbows, still breathing hard with leaves sticking to his jacket.“I should be asking you that,” he said, his eyes checking me as if looking for wounds.“This place—Aria, what are you doing here?” he asked, shaking his head slightly.Then his face changed as color drained from his face and his eyes flickered to my neck. The mark was healed, left with a scar—a beautiful scar.“Tell me our intuition wasn't right,” he breathed, staring at me intently. “You're mated… To that wolf?” he asked slowly.I didn't have the time to let the realization dawn on him. I didn't give him time to react as I grabbed his jacket and hauled him up with a lot of strength. I dragged him to a nearby fallen tree that lay ahead, enough to hide two people from sight.“Aria, what's going on—”“Stay quiet,” I hissed, surveying the area. “What are you doing here?” I asked him when I noticed the place was clear.“Don't tell me Stepmother Wren a
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Chapter: Chapter Eighty: Something Must Have Happened To EleanorARIAI stared at the phone in my hand as I tried Eleanor's line for the umpteenth time. I've been trying to reach out to her for days now but the call never went through.I couldn't help the tightening of my chest. I was seated on the bed as I tried the line again. “Pick up,” I muttered under my breath. I stood up with a deep inhale.I was getting nervous for no reason. Maybe she went to visit her friend or isn't nearby, that's why she didn't pick, I thought while running a hand through my hair.Still, my intuition didn't make sense as it's been days I had been trying to reach her.“Who are you calling?” Knox asked from the doorway.I hadn't heard nor felt him come in. I looked up and found him leaning against the frame. He wore a black shirt that clung to his broad shoulders and brought out his gray eyes.My mouth closed as my eyes darted back to the phone in my hands.Eleanor had suggested I tell Knox about my angelic side. But I hadn't told him yet because I felt the timing wasn't
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Chapter: Chapter Seventy Nine: Come For Me---PACK'S LIBRARYARIAThe library doors closed behind me as I stretched my arms above my head with a yawn."I think my brain is full," I said as Mason chuckled beside me."That's what happens when you read three centuries of Blood Moon pack history in one sitting."I smiled, my mind still buzzing from the lesson about the past Luna.“Luna Nysa really understood what it meant to protect her pack.” I murmured more to myself than to Mason.He glanced my way with a smile. "You're learning well." I smiled softly, thinking of all the wolves who would depend on me when I officially become Luna."A pack is family. Our strength isn't just in teeth and claws; it's in the heart that refuses to turn away, in the hands that lift one another, in the love that holds us together. Look out for one another, guide the rest, and stand together always. That's how we survive and thrive,"I was recalling the saying of Luna Nysa. This was my pack now, my family, and I would protect them no matter the cost.
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“Please stop, you're drunk,” I whispered, my voice trembling as I tried to push him off. His body was heavy against mine, his movements sluggish but persistent.
He barely heard me. “How old are you?” he murmured, his voice thick with alcohol.
“18,” I gasped, heart racing in a mix of fear and confusion.
“Then you're already an adult” he said with a low chuckle, as though that settled everything.
I should’ve stopped it. I should’ve left. But I didn't have the strength to argue, didn't have the will to stop him. He moved against me again, and that's when I felt something cold touch the most intimate part of me….
I woke up alone in a dimly lit room. He was still there, his back turned to me, but his face-his identity-was still hidden behind the mask. I glanced down at his left shoulder. A Phoenix tattoo. Bold. Intriguing.
But then, I didn't hesitate. I grabbed my things and ran, my heart racing as I left the room without another word. It was supposed to be just a night. One meant to be forgotten. And that's exactly what I intended to do. I didn't know his name. I didn't even know his face. It was a night meant to stay buried in the past. It was a night I promised myself I’d forget.
But that promise broke when pregnancy came knocking.
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Chapter: Chapter Ten: Don't Take Him AwayCASSIUSThe soft thud of little feet against the carpet echoed through the room, followed by the faint giggle that I had come to like. Aaron.He was everywhere tonight — bouncing on his new bed, opening drawers, poking at the glowing nightlight shaped like a rocket. The decorators had just left, and the room still smelled of fresh paint and new furniture. Everything was perfect like something out of a catalog.“Dad! Look!” Aaron’s voice was bright, his small finger pointing toward the shelf. “They put my toy cars there!”I looked up from the chair near his bed and smiled, just a little. “That’s right. You’ve got more than you can drive.”He grinned and grabbed one of them, making engine noises as he zoomed it across the sheets. The laughter that followed hit something deep in my chest — something I didn’t want to name.It had been a good day. We’d played, eaten dinner together.Now, he was yawning between his giggles.“Alright, champ,” I said, rolling my chair closer. “Time for bed.”
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Chapter: Chapter Nine: A Gentle StrangerCALISTA When I opened my eyes, I was met with a pair of sharp brown eyes staring intently at me. My breath caught in my throat, and for a brief moment, my muddled mind panicked. Where was I? The man leaned back slightly as if sensing my unease. “You’re awake,” he said, his voice warm and calm. he said, his voice calm and deep. “I’m Alaric King. “I found you collapsed in the rain and brought you here. You were freezing and unconscious. Do you remember?” I blinked at him, processing his words. Fainting? Rain? The memories returned in scattered fragments—the suffocating argument with Cassius, the storm, my heartache—and shame burned in my cheeks. He leaned back in his chair, giving me space, though his eyes never left me. “Walking in a rain as that wasn’t the best idea,” he said lightly, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “You’re lucky I happened to pass by when I did.” I didn’t respond, my thoughts still tangled with worry about Aaron. Was he okay? Did Mr Dario notice I was gone?
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Chapter: Chapter Eight: Breaking PointCALISTA The dull ache in my head was the first thing I noticed as I blinked against the morning light filtering through the curtains. My eyes burned from crying all night, and my body felt heavy, weighed down by exhaustion and emotional turmoil. I hadn’t slept. How could I, when the past twelve hours had flipped my life upside down? My throat was sore and my heart felt like it had been shredded. But there was one thing that still mattered, one thing that kept me going even when the world around me seemed to crumble—Aaron. Pushing aside the blanket, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood, though my knees wobbled beneath me. My reflection in the mirror caught my attention, and I almost didn’t recognize the woman staring back. My hair was a tangled mess, and my face was blotchy and pale. But I didn’t care. Aaron needed me, and I needed him. I hurried out of the room, my bare feet padding against the cold floor. “Aaron?” I called, my voice hoarse and cracking. There w
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Chapter: Chapter Seven: Just Like She did Six years agoCASSIUS Aaron’s question hung in the air, heavy and suffocating. “Are you my daddy?” I stared at him for a long moment, the resemblance hitting me harder than I cared to admit. The boy didn’t just look like me—he was a mirror of my childhood self. The same dark hair, sharp features, Hazel eyes and even that slight furrow in his brow when he was curious. “There’s only one way to find out,” I said, my voice calm but firm. Calista bristled immediately, standing protectively between me and the boy. “This is ridiculous. It’s just a coincidence! Lots of kids look like people they’re not related to.” “A coincidence?” I raised an eyebrow, gesturing toward Aaron, who was now findiling with his fingers in the corner. “He doesn’t just look like me. He is me, Mrs. Dario. The resemblance isn’t just uncanny—it’s undeniable.” Her jaw tightened, and she crossed her arms. “So what if he looks like you? That doesn’t mean anything!” I didn’t respond immediately, instead picking up my phone and
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Chapter: Chapter Six: Are You My Daddy?CALISTAThe soft hues of dawn filtered into the room, but the beauty of the morning did nothing to soothe my restless heart. Sleep had eluded me all night. My mind replayed the events of the past few days like a broken record—Cassius’s cold demeanor, the mansion’s suffocating luxury, and, most of all, the aching void left by my son’s absence.Aaron’s face haunted my thoughts. His cheeky grin, the sparkle in his eyes, the way his little arms wrapped around my neck—it was unbearable to be away from him.By morning, I made my decision. I needed to see him.Hours later, I stood at Lila’s front door, my palms damp with nerves. Before I could knock, the door swung open, and there he was—my little ball of energy, sprinting toward me with a wide grin.“Mummy!” Aaron’s voice rang with pure joy as he flung his arms around my legs.“Aaron!” I bent down, scooping him into my arms and holding him close. Tears stung my eyes as I kissed his forehead. “I missed you so much, sweetheart.”“I missed you
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Chapter: Chapter Five: Where We StandCALISTA The drive to the Dario mansion was suffocating, not because of Martin’s silent company, but because of the weight of the choice I had made. My palms rested on my lap, trembling slightly. In my mind, Aaron’s bright smile and cheerful voice reminded me why I was doing this. The car pulled through towering iron gates and up a winding driveway. When the mansion came into view, my breath caught. It wasn’t just large—it was a palace. The sprawling estate boasted manicured gardens, a fountain large enough to rival a city park, and stone architecture straight out of a fairy tale. "Imposing, isn’t it?" Martin glanced at me briefly through the rearview mirror. "That’s one way to put it," I murmured, trying to keep the awe from my voice. Martin stopped the car at the entrance, where a butler opened the door before I could unbuckle my seatbelt. I stepped out and smoothed my dress, trying to appear composed. "Mrs. Dario, welcome," the butler greeted me with a polite nod, and the titl
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