LOGINIvonne's POV No one slept that night.Not after what we saw.The image of that monstrous creature—its twisted body, its hollow eyes, the way it looked even in death—kept replaying in my mind over and over again like something I couldn’t escape from. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw it again, felt its presence again, that suffocating darkness that had filled the room when it attacked Denise.A night devourer... that's what Luna Kayla said it was.Even now, I still couldn’t fully accept it.It didn’t make any sense.Those creatures were supposed to be gone—wiped out, destroyed, erased from existence after nearly driving our ancestors to extinction. They weren’t just monsters; they were nightmares made real, the kind of things people only whispered about in old stories meant to scare children.And yet… I had seen one.Not just seen it.I had killed it.I let out a slow breath and stared blankly at the window as the early light of dawn began to creep into the room.Luna Kayla hadn’t h
Ivonne's PovPeople are scared,” Leo finally said. “And fear makes the people easy to manipulate, easy to turn against us.”I clenched my fists.“This is exactly what Marcellus wants,” I muttered. “Chaos. Doubt and Division. Do you think he is behind this?”Leo shakes his head. “I highly doubt it. Some of the missing girls are daughters of Elders Marcellus would never ever mess with. Plus he is too much of a coward to pull off something this daring. And if by an unlikely chance he is trying to get a reaction from us, then we can’t give it to him so we must remain calm,” Leo said.I exhaled slowly, forcing myself to calm down.“You’re right.”Still… it didn’t make it any less infuriating.To make things worse, by nightfall, Hector still hadn’t returned.The sun had long set, and the darkness outside only made everything feel worse.It had been a full day since he left. A full day without any word.I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands clasped tightly together.“Please come back alread
Ivonne's POV For a moment after Sevin’s words, everything inside me just… stopped. It didn’t make sense. “They took… fourteen girls?” I finally managed to say, my voice coming out quieter than I expected, like my mind was still trying to catch up with the reality of what he had just told us. Sevrin nodded grimly, and somehow that made it worse. Fourteen. Not one. Not two. Fourteen noble and foreign alpha daughters had been taken right under our noses. “How?” I asked, the word slipping out before I could stop it. “How is that even possible? The guards have been on high alert since the festival started. The borders were reinforced. Patrols were doubled. So how—” My voice broke slightly, and I hated that it did. Hector, on the other hand, didn’t look confused. He looked furious. A cold, dangerous kind of fury that made the air around him feel heavier. “We must find them,” he said sharply. “Now.” Sevrin straightened immediately. “I’ve already gathered men. The search partie
Ivonne's POV Walking into the council hall felt like stepping straight into a battlefield.My fingers tightened slightly around Hector’s hand as the heavy doors were pushed open, revealing the large hall beyond. The council members and elders were already seated in their usual arrangement, their expressions unreadable, their presence heavy with authority and expectation.I braced myself.I fully expected the moment we stepped in to be met with criticism, accusations, or at the very least, disapproving stares.So when every single person in the hall suddenly stood up at once—I froze.And then, in perfect unison, they all bowed to us Deeply.My eyes widened in shock.For a second, I genuinely thought I had walked into the wrong room.“What…?” I whispered under my breath.Hector leaned slightly closer to me, his voice low enough that only I could hear.“It's just Custom,” he murmured. “They’re acknowledging us as Alpha and Luna.”I blinked, still processing the sight of an entire counc
Ivonne's POVI was still staring at Luna Kayla in shock as her eyes continued to glow.Not the faint golden shimmer that Lycans sometimes had when their wolves stirred close to the surface.No.This was different.Her eyes were shining with a bright, almost blinding gold, like molten sunlight trapped behind her pupils.I froze.“Kayla?” I said slowly.She didn’t respond.Her gaze remained locked on my face, but it felt like she wasn’t actually seeing me.“Kayla?” I tried again, stepping closer and gently tapping her arm.That was when the realization hit me.She had entered a trance.My mind immediately flew back to something I had been told when I visited the southern pack. Alpha Adrian, Lady Catherine, and several others had spoken about Luna Kayla with a kind of reverence that I hadn’t fully understood at the time.They had explained that she was… different.Special.Her bloodline descended from a rare mixture of Lycan and ancient Valkyrie women, which gave the women in her family
Ivonne's POV My eyes widened when I looked at the date he was pointing at. “Wait… I do recognize the date! that’s around the year my father was born.” Justin nodded slowly. “Interesting.” He flipped the page. “There’s no exact birthday listed here.” “I know my father’s birthday though,” I said quickly, reciting it. Justin compared the dates. “That’s about a month after this child was placed into the adoption home.” My confusion deepened. “Why would that matter?” Justin didn’t answer right away. Instead, he asked another question. “What were your grandparents’ names?” “My father’s parents?” I asked. He nodded. “Grandpa Arthur and Granny Shania. They were both simple people from the northern continent,” I said slowly. “Very kind, but nothing unusual. They passed away when I was young.” Justin hummed thoughtfully. Then he pointed to another name on the document. “What about this one?” I stared at the name. Nicholas... the baby's name. At firs
Tamara's POV It’s hard to believe it’s been two whole years since I discovered I was pregnant. Time had passed in a blur of late-night feedings, endless joy, and a growing love that made every challenge worth it. Today was special—today, we were celebrating our son’s first birthday. The house
Author's note: Adrian's eyes are dark not blue. I was rushing to write the chapter before my phone went off. 😅Kayla's POV: My heart was still racing as I held his wrists, stopping him from lifting my shirt any higher. “What are you doing?” I demanded, my voice shaky, trying to keep my composure
Author's note at the bottom. Kayla’s POV It was Mia who quickly spoke up, "It's not that simple my Lord, this woman is a murderer!" she yelled and Alpha Adrian's cold eyes snapped back to me. His brow lifted and it seemed that his already intense gaze zeroed in on me even more. I felt my thro
Kayla’s POVEver since Adrian's mother, who I heard is called Lady Catherine told Adrian about his stepbrother’s visit, something about him had changed.He was still attentive—still the man who carried me to bed, still the man who wiped my face with a warm towel when I was too drained to do it myse







