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Anna’s POVThe first thing I noticed when the summit ended wasn’t the chatter or the returning patrols or even the distant sound of horseshoes on gravel.It was the silence.The kind that made lungs feel like they've been ached by iron curls, a silent reminder of what hadn't been spoken, but you were waiting expectantly to hear. I’d been walking to and fro in the garden when someone alerted me that the convoy had arrived. I didn’t even respond. I just turned and walked back toward the main hall like something was pulling me forward.My plan didn't include seeing him. I had no eagerness for a direct confrontation. There were too many feelings piled up in the mix, in a spider web that I hadn't figured out how to come out with. But fate always made sure you realize what it had in store for the future..Coincidentally, we met each other in one of the paths in one of the side corridors. And there he was.Mattias.He looked tired. I noticed dust on the edges of his coat and a crease

Anna POVI woke up earlier than usual. Not because I had something urgent to do — I rarely did these days — but because I felt it. That quiet shift in the air. Like a possession of mine was about to be taken from me.The sun was still coming into view, but its morning orange light was already evident in the sky. The morning fog still clung to the ground surface, although it was already starting to fade. On my shoulders, I wrapped my shawl as I walked to the window side, placing my hand on the wooden sill for the Moment. I remained like that. Watching.There was silence outside, the peace came with the atmosphere. The stables had more vitality in them. My eyes moved to the stale hand preparing the horses, using a brush to straighten their coats and checking the saddles. Then my eyes moved to her. Callista.She walked out from the main house with her usual confident expression and strides. She wore a cloak less fitted for any diplomatic mission. Her hair was packed properly, even fr

Mattias’ POVThe summons came with the weight of inevitability. A call to an urgent summit among the Alpha leaders — a gathering I could neither refuse nor delay. The council’s order was firm and definite. For once, their message was clear: I was to attend, and I was to bring Callista Velan with me as well, the Luna they had chosen to present as mine.It was less of a request and more of a demand. I could almost see the unspoken threat behind it. My eyes didn't leave the sealed scroll which just arrived before day broke, the wax emblem of the council pressed boldly into the parchment, almost like a silent warning. Callista’s name was on it, spelled out in flawless script, binding me to do what was stated even though I didn't want to.Callista.Her name tasted like bitter leaves to me. She worked for them, yes, but she was a definite threat to my position—the woman I truly wanted to be, the one I had to protect by keeping her at a distance.The morning air was cold when I found Calli

Anna’s POVThe minute I walked out of the council hall, within me, I felt a shift in the general direction which things where heading to. It wasn't something with an outward expression, rather inwardly, I could feel the invisible weight pressed against my chest. The pack was going through a reform. And not in ways I could influence.I wasn't blind to their expressions, the way they glanced at me with half hidden intentions, the way their whispers of shadowed intent surfaces when my name came into discussion. The supply incident had ignited the fire and now it's range extended far beyond the war room. It felt as if my footing had become less certain. I moved away from the trouble hall and walked towards the healers wing. Yvonne was already there, seated calmly and composed as usual. She was busy, sorting fresh herbs in their small containers. The scent from the herbs filling the air, the air— a mix of mint and lavender.Her eyes left to the herbs to my direction. I saw the warmth i

Callista’s POVThe flavor of failure lingered like a bad after thought. Unwelcome and far too vivid. I sat by myself in my chambers, the light of the evening setting sun casting long shadow from the pillars across the wooden floor. Absent mindedly my fingers made their way the edge of the letter on the table, it's ink still drying but the message it relayed sharp and concerning. I hated losing.Mattias’s rejection wasn’t just a personal blow; it was a crack in the foundation of everything I had been meticulously building. They’d all underestimated me, thought an orphaned omega could be dismissed so easily, as if she were some inconsequential shadow to be swept aside. But shadows couldn't cover light, and I wasn't going to let Anna or anyone else put me in their shadows. I took a more relaxed position and closed my eyes. Strategy, I told myself. This wasn’t about pride. It was a war, and war demanded patience and precision. My next move wouldn’t be a reckless strike in the open. No

Callista’s POVI never expected rejection to taste this bitter.I knew Mattias might resist. After all, choosing a Luna is never simple — especially when the pack’s bloodline, alliances, and tradition are involved. But I believed I was the answer. The future he should accept. The future the council has carefully crafted.Instead, I was brushed aside like a bothersome shadow.Not because I lack grace or refinement. I have both in abundance. Not because I lack lineage or influence, my bloodline is as strong and noble as any at Black Rock. Not because I’m not capable… I was raised to lead, trained in politics, diplomacy, and the subtle arts of persuasion.No.Mattias dismissed me.Coldly.Without hesitation.And the source of his rejection? A woman who walks into the pack without titles or noble blood. An omega. An orphan.Anna.And the child she carries.The fact that she remains, unbroken, unbowed — standing in the center of Black Rock’s shifting tides — enrages me more than any insult

Auren's pov. Epilogue.I stand at the edge of the training field, the morning sun shining down on my face. The air smells of pine and fresh grass, and the pack’s territory feels alive with peace. It’s been years since the war ended, since Silas and Callen fell, their threats buried with them. The scars of those battles linger, on the land, of course it would, even in our hearts but we’re healing.The pack is whole again, and for the first time in years, I feel like I can breathe.Right now, The weight of leadership still sits heavy on my shoulders, but it’s lighter now, shared with those I trust. And with her, Mira, my mate. Just thinking of her makes my chest warm. She’s my anchor, my fire, my everything.The young wolves are gathered in front of me, their eyes wide with excitement. There are ten of them, pups barely old enough to shift, but eager to learn. Their chatter fills the air, a mix of nervous giggles and bold boasts. I clear my throat, and they fall silent, looking up

Auren's pov. Fire and lightning erupted from me, not separate but fused, a blazing, electric storm. The flames were white-hot, laced with crackling bolts that lit up the clearing like a second sun. Silas’s eyes widened as the wave hit him. He threw up a shield of lightning, but my power tore through it, sending him staggering back.“What is this?” he hissed, his voice shaky for the first time.I stood, my body trembling but alive with energy. The fire-lightning surged through me, stronger than anything I had ever felt. “This is me,” I said, my voice steady now. I charged, my hands blazing with the fused power. I threw a bolt, and it wasn’t weak anymore, it was a spear of fire and electricity, crackling with raw force. It hit Silas’s chest, and he roared in pain, his lightning faltering. I didn’t stop. I sent another, then another, each one stronger, driving him back.Around us, the fight shifted. My father saw my power and roared, rallying the pack. “That’s my boy!” he shouted,

Aurens pov. After some time of travelling, we heard that the ashborn had moved backwards, it was camera they have done thins after information about our arrival got to them We collided with them a few minutes ago and Right now, The forest was a blur of chaos. Trees burned, their branches snapping like bones under the weight of the fight. We were all locked in battle with Silas’s bloodthirsty wolves. Their howls tore through the night.My heart pounded as I stood in the clearing, facing Silas, his eyes glowed like storm clouds, and his lips curled into a smirk that made my stomach twist.“You’re just a pup, Auren,” Silas taunted, his voice low and sharp like a blade. “I should have killed you when I had the clean chance” He laughed, sparks of lightning dancing around his fingers. “Too bad you didn't.”I clenched my fists, feeling the heat of my fire stirring in my chest. My lightning buzzed under my skin, weaker than he's, I could tell, but it was there. I wasn’t going to let th

Kailey’s pov. Today, the grand hall of the pack house was quiet. The candles flickered gently, and the sunlight poured through the tall windows.I stood beside Ezekiel near the map table, i had told him all about my findings the other day.My fingers traced the outline of our territory. Lydia and Mira were seated nearby, sharpening weapons, and Jon leaned against a pillar, arms crossed, his expression unreadable.The heavy doors burst open with a loud creak.James stepped in, breathing hard, his eyes wide with urgency. Dirt smeared his armor, and his knuckles were bruised. I stood straight instantly, my heart pounding.“James?” I called, my voice breaking the silence. “What happened?”He looked straight at Ezekiel and spoke without hesitation.“Alpha Silas sent a message,” James said, his voice cold. “He said… since you refused to take part in the duel, he has unleashed the dark beast.”The room went still.Ezekiel’s face darkened. “What beast?”I took a step back. My chest tightene

Kailey’s pov. The sky was painted orange with the setting sun, which cast long shadows across the training field. I stood by the porch, wiping my hands with a towel after finishing dinner prep, when I saw Auren walking toward me. His steps were slow, his head lowered, and his shoulders tense. I could tell something was wrong.“Auren?” I called gently, stepping down from the porch.He looked up, his eyes meeting mine. Those familiar eyes held a weight I hadn’t seen before."Mother," he said softly.My heart tightened. “What is it, baby?”He reached me and stood still for a moment. Then, in a quiet voice, he said, “I’m hearing a voice in my head.”I blinked. “A voice?”He nodded once. “It started two nights ago. At first I thought it was just... my wolf talking more. But it’s not him.”I led him toward the bench by the garden and motioned for him to sit. I sat beside him, placing a hand on his back. “Tell me exactly what you heard.”He hesitated, then said, “It’s deep. Old. It doesn’

James pov. The torches along the dungeon wall burned low, casting long shadows as I walked down the cold corridor. My boots echoed against the stone floor, each step measured and steady. The scent of rust filled the air, mixed with the faint, musky scent of wolf.I reached the last cell at the far end. Behind the iron bars, Elder Tobias sat calmly on the wooden bench, his white hair messy but his back straight. His hands were folded in his lap, and his eyes locked onto mine the moment I appeared.“Evening, Elder,” I said flatly, standing just outside the cell. “Just doing my rounds.”He didn’t answer right away. He tilted his head and gave a slow smile. “You locked up the wrong man, James.”I raised an eyebrow. “We caught you, Jon saw the bangle fall from your arms. That isn't all, we also saw you sending a scroll to the Ashborn, suggesting peace. That was enough.”Tobias chuckled softly. “Did you ever read it carefully? Did you look at the handwriting?”I narrowed my eyes. “Are yo

Allison’s POVI quickly made a hand gesture to Hannah, and my eyes grew wide, beckoning her silently. I wagged my head from side to side, hoping my friend would pick up on the urgency in the actions. Hannah faltered in mid-sentence, the weight of my unsaid request settling in."Uh, anyway," Hannah said, looking back and forth between me and Collen as her voice tapered off. "Let's change the subject."Collen’s brow furrowed slightly as his curiosity was piqued. I knew he could tell there was more to the story, something big Allison was trying to avoid. He respected her privacy, but the wolf inside him growled at the lack of answers and understanding.The rest of lunch was eaten in near silence, broken only by fits and starts of contrived conversation. I concentrated on my food, chewing my forkfuls of green beans mechanically as I struggled to pull my thoughts together. I could feel Collen's eyes on me, weighted with unspoken questions.As we walked back to the office, Collen walked clo

Collen’s POVI leaned against the wall in the hallway, my eyes trained on the bathroom door. I could feel her tension, even before she bumped into me. That connection we shared, the one I’d been trying to ignore seemed impossible to deny now. My wolf growled softly, stirring, wanting her, but I knew I had to give Allison her space. She was clearly in a bad way, and I did not want to make it worse.I leaned against the wall, running a hand through my hair. Yesterday's argument had been pretty heavy, and I still felt the sting of the words on both sides. I wanted to make things right, but at the same time, I was aware that if I pushed her too hard, she would leave me behind. I needed to give her space, even though everything inside me was screaming at me to be near her.Taking a deep breath, I decided I was going to let her come to me. If she wanted to talk, I would be there; if she needed space, I would give it to her. My wolf protested at that, but I held fast. This wasn't about my

Allison’s POVI woke up the next morning feeling gnawed by a sense of dread. The determination that had coursed through my veins the previous night was lost, replaced instead by the anxiety about facing Collen. It was more than I could stomach to see him again, to deal with those convoluted feelings and the resultant guilt.I lay in bed for a long time, my eyes fixed on the ceiling, feeling the weight of my decision. I finally forced myself up. I needed to clear my head, and the best way to do that was by staying busy. I had to avoid Collen and the tangled mess of emotions he brought with him.My thoughts turned to Hannah and the job she had mentioned. Perhaps that was the answer. If I could bury myself in work, I could shove Collen and the guilt to the back of my mind. I got out of bed and went into the kitchen, where she found Hannah making breakfast."Good morning," Hannah greeted cheerfully. "How did you sleep?I smiled back, a small smile that was forced. "Morning. I slept okay,

Allison’s POVI could feel the raw, electric energy pulsing through my veins. Every fiber in my body screamed to resist, to pull away from Collen. I had spent years building walls around my heart, a fortress of self-control that kept Clara, my wolf, under restraint. Tonight the barriers crumbled.The torch by Collen lighted a fire I had worked so hard to quench. But the animal part of me, the primitive side of Clara, was insistent. My human half fought hard, but the wolf inside me roared, famished for that connection that only Collen seemed to provide. More than just lust."Allison," Collen whispered, his voice low and rumbling, sending shivers down my back. His breath was hot against my neck, the pressure from his hands firm but light on my skin. For a moment, it seemed the rest of the world around us blurred, leaving just the two of us, intertwined in a dance as old as time itself."No," I whispered back, though I could feel the weakening in my resolve. "This isn't right."But Clara

Allison POV"What are you doing here?"Cole and I asked simultaneously."What are you talking about? I live here?""No," he shook his head."Um, yes I do.""But you said you are a transfer student,""What does that have to do with anything?" I questioned."Oh fuck! This can't be happening!""What?" I frowned, puzzled be the expression on his face, he looked about ready to convulse."You are my mate, that's what?""Oh, I'm sorry that I'm not pretty enough for you, is that why you left me in the cabin stranded?"I glared at him, folding my hands around my chest."No, that's not…""Babe, what are you doing outside?"I heard Hanna's voice from out the hallway before I saw her."Oh, I see you've met each other."Hannah said."You know him?" I frowned."Yes, this is my boyfriend, Colleen and Collen, my roommate, Allison."She smiledI blinked, trying to make sense of what she'd just said."Nice to meet you,"Collen quickly took my hands and shook them.My hands fell limp to my side."Is eve

Allison POVI woke up to the sound of the ringing of an alarm.I turned to find Kal staring at me."Hey," I said, his voice hoarse."Hi," I smiled up at him, my entire body aching and sore from all of the delicious love making from last night."You are awake…" he stroked my hair."Yes,""You sleep like a dead log."He chuckled."Hmmm." I stretched on the bed and pulled myself up to a sitting position.I could feel Kal's eyes on me and it made me shiver…He pulled me towards him and kissed me passionately.The kiss was getting heated when the sound of a ringing phone stopped us.Cole quickly stood up from the bed and walked over to where he phone sat on a chair and picked it up.He stared down at his phone, his eyes wide like he'd just been told that his favorite pet was hit by a car.Quickly, he walked out of the room without saying a word.My brows furrowed but I figured he'd tell me what was wrong if he wanted to.My phone rang somewhere in the room and I traced it to the floor.I