LOGINAvery
“let me out” I wail in frustration, banging the door with all the energy I can muster, hoping someone would be sane enough to free me. Of course that’s just delusion because the moon goddess definitely finds my torture entertaining, if not I wouldn’t be in this situation in the first place. Out of all the people I could possibly be fated with, it just had to be my father’s rival? Just lovely. I sit down on the alpha’s king-sized bed. I have to admit the room looks magnificent. Decorated with different paintings and dark lighting. I am drawn to the dark haunting feel of the room, if only I wasn’t trapped I maybe would have enjoyed the view properly. The door opens and I’m jerked out of my thoughts. Before I see him, I can smell him, a mixture of cedar and pure dominance, sense his overwhelmingly powerful prescence. I hate that his presense makes my wolf purr in excitement, I hate that I can feel the magnetic pull, I hate that I am his fated mate and I hate him in general. As soon as our eyes locked I got up and blocked him from moving forward. He might listen if I put up a fight, the chances are slim but still. “did you miss me?” a sinister smirk plays on his face, who does he think he is? And why do I find it so attractive? “reject me this instant” the words come out of me like venom. His reaction ever so slightly changes but before I can register it he puts on his stoic front again. “I am not going to do that Avery, you will become my luna and i am not going to let you go so you need to make peace with it” his stern look annoys me yet it makes me want to jump on him. “stop fighting our mate, Avery. What is wrong with you?” my wolf scolds me. I shake my head refusing to listen to her nonsense. This man is not a good person and I don’t want anything to do with him. I just want to go back to my pack. This pull I feel will pass but my father’s hatred will not. “I am not doing this back and forth with you. You haven’t eaten properly, you need food” I look at him properly and realize he was holding a tray of food. I was too distracted by him to notice that he was holding food but as soon as I registered it my stomach began to growl in hunger. He was right, I have been malnourished since the day I was brought to this hell hole of a pack. “he brought us food” my wolf yearned in hunger. I shake my head and fold my arms in defiance “not hungry” Kane smirked like he expected my reaction “Suit yourself. But don’t think I’ll let you starve.” His voice is both teasing and dark, a promise laced with certainty. His tone alone made my head spin and wolf purr. Get it together Avery, you are supposed to hate this man. It doesn’t matter how hot he looks or sounds he is still the same man that put you in this situation in the first place. He drops the food on the table at the other side of the room, takes off his shoes and coat and gets on the bed. I focus hard not to look at his toned abs, I really need to stop lusting over this man but it’s everything all at once. His scent, his voice, his aura, his face. Everything about him feels so right but it’s just wrong. I don’t want him, yet I need him as much as I need the food I rejected. This is bad. The alpha is stubborn so I don’t argue about him being on the same bed with me. My wolf is definitely excited though “moon goddess please make this bearable” I mutter under my breath. It’s been at least three hours now and I genuinely think I am losing my mind. I have tossed and turned over a dozen times trying to get this man’s scent out of my mind, get these thoughts out of my head but my wolf is not helping matters at all. She just keeps encouraging every depraved thought that passes my mind. She keeps telling me to allow myself fall for Alpha Kane, I cant do that but every minute that passes makes it harder to resist. The feral urge to let him claim me is mind numbing and I do not know how much I can take. Alpha Kane I watch her toss and turn and it only amuses me. My smirk does not fade as I tell her. “It’s only a matter of time,” I murmur, my voice dripping with confidence. I can already see her losing her mind by rejecting me. I can feel her wolf calling on to mine. Avery meets my gaze, fire burning in hers. “I will never surrender to you.” Her defiance intrigues me, I’ve never met someone as feisty. She’s too stubborn for her own good because if my wolf couldn’t feel hers basically begging for me I might have believed her act but it’s obvious she is rejecting me just because she thinks its wrong. I don’t really care about it being right or wrong, I define my principles and I know she is who I want to make my Luna. Her scent is intoxicating, her beauty can be best compared to ethereal and her confidence exudes the energy of a luna. A woman I would want by my side in good and bad, her father being my enemy is just an added boonus. I have finally gotten back at him where I know it will hurt. After everything that man has put me and my pack through he deserves nothing good. His daughter is the only right thing he has done in his entire pathetic existence. Avery “how long do you think you can fight this? I know you are struggling Avery, I can feel it too” Kane’s confident voice carries the room. It’s dark but I’m sure he has that annoying smirk on. He knows what he is doing and I don’t know how much I can hold back anymore. “I am not fighting anything, please reject me” even though I knew it was pointless “whatever you say Avery, now go to bed”Kane's POVI stand at the threshold of our newly rebuilt home, the sun casting a golden hue across the frame, warm light spilling through the open windows like a blessing showers It’s not the grandeur that moves me, it’s the soul of it. The laughter will echo from the rooms from today onwards. The footprints that will be imprinted in the fresh earth. The scent of wood and pine and hope.And love.So much love, it threatens to spill out of my chest.Avery steps up beside me, eyes shining as she takes it all in. The years, the storms, the wars, none of it broke us. It forged us. Every scar became a foundation stone. Every tear watered the soil from which this life now blooms.Without a word, I bend and scoop her into my arms.She gasps and lets out a sstartled laugh, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Kane! You know I can walk just fine.”I grin down at her, heart thudding with that familiar ache of devotion. “I know,” I murmur. “But this is how it’s meant to be. One last time, for old
Avery's POVThe air is cold, but it’s the kind of cold that wakes you up, that sharpens every sense and reminds you that you’re alive. The Winter Solstice is only days away, and I can feel its sacred weight in every heartbeat of the land. The earth is quiet beneath the snow, resting. WaitingJust like we once did.Our pack moves with purpose today. Fires crackle along the edge of the central clearing, and smoke curls into the sky, carrying the scents of pine, cedar, and slow-burning herbs meant to cleanse the air and ward off shadows from the old year. Every sound, every movement feels like a promise, a celebration of what we’ve endured and what we still have.I walk through the the csmp wrapped in a heavy cloak, my fingers brushing against the edges of wreaths and hand-carved ornaments hanging from the low branches. Everywhere I look, there are signs of hope. Ribbons in red and silver flutter from trees. Children laugh as they shape wooden talismans to hang on the sacred stones late
Kane's POVThe moonlight spills through the tall windows of the council hall, soft and silver, like it is listening. Watching. The fire at the hearth crackles, its warmth touching the faces of the wolves seated around me, my Beta, my Gamma, the elders, and all the warriors who’ve stood through war and ruin beside me.I stand at at the head of the table, but tonight, I don’t feel above them. I feel.… grounded. Equal parts leader and brother. And for once, the weight of being Alpha doesn’t press heavy on my shoulders, it settles easy, like it finally belongs.“We’ve come a long way,” I begin, letting my voice carry low but steady. “We’ve weathered betrsyal, bloodshed, and more loss than I care to count. But we didn’t just survive. We built something. We came back stronger.”There was a quiet stillness, the kind that tells me they’re listening.“I’ve been thinking a lot about legacy,” I say. “What we leave behind, not just land or power, but the stories, the strength, the love that live
Avery's POVThe morning sun filters gently through the canopy as I move through the village, the rhythm of the pack pulsing around me like a living heartbeat. There’s no ceremony, no grandeur today, just purpose. And it feels…. right.My hands are stained with the scent of crushed lavender and rosemary as I kneel beside the pack healer, helping sort the bundles of herbs laid out in woven baskets. She speaks little, letting me learn through motion and instinct. I’ve found a steange peace in this kind of service, in understanding what our people need, not just in battle, but in their quiet suffering, their healing.“These ones,” she says, holding out a few silver leafed sprigs, “are for calming the mind after a shift. Especially for the young ones. They often struggle with rest.”I nod, pressing the knowledge into memory.Later, I join the young pups in the training fields. Their energy is wild and untamed, limbs flailing, giggles echoing through the clearing as they attempt to control
Avery's POVThe morning sun filters gently through the canopy as I move through the village, the rhythm of the pack pulsing around me like a living heartbeat. There’s no ceremony, no grandeur today, just purpose. And it feels…. right.My hands are stained with the scent of crushed lavender and rosemary as I kneel beside the pack healer, helping sort the bundles of herbs laid out in woven baskets. She speaks little, letting me learn through motion and instinct. I’ve found a steange peace in this kind of service, in understanding what our people need, not just in battle, but in their quiet suffering, their healing.“These ones,” she says, holding out a few silver leafed sprigs, “are for calming the mind after a shift. Especially for the young ones. They often struggle with rest.”I nod, pressing the knowledge into memory.Later, I join the young pups in the training fields. Their energy is wild and untamed, limbs flailing, giggles echoing through the clearing as they attempt to control
Kane's POVThe morning air is crisp, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth as I lead my son through the forest on our patrol. The golden light filters through the canopy, casting dappled shadows on the path ahead. Each step we take is a rhythm, a heartbeat in tune with the land we've vowed to protect.My son walks beside me, his small hand occasionally brushing against mine. His eyes are wide with wonder, taking in the towering trees and the rustle of leaves stirred by the gentle breeze. I point out the ancient oaks and whisper tales of their strength, of how they've stood sentinel for generations."How do you know where the trees are sacred, Papa?" he asks, his voice soft but filled with curiosity.I kneel beside him, placing a hand over his heart. "It's in the heartbeat of the land," I explain. "The land speaks to those who listen closely. As an Alpha, it's my job to hear it."He nods solemnly, and we continue our walk, the silence between us comfortable and profound. The fores







