LOGINAVERY
A cold splash of water hit my skin and I jerked up from my sleep. My whole body was wet and freezing, I looked up to see a mean faced woman glaring at me disgustedly. "How dare you sleep at such an hour?" She scolded me. It almost felt like a dream since I didn't know who she was. "W.. who are you?" I asked her, staring around the room and I realized that I was still locked up. "How dare you ask who I am? Besides being dumb, do you have no respect?" The woman questioned me. Obviously, she hated me already. I don't even know who she is and why she came to me. She moved away from the bed where I was laying on. "Here, put these on," she instructed me. Throwing some clothes at me. I picked up the clothes from my body and on the bed, they were maiden uniforms. "What?" I exclaimed. "Why are you surprised? You are a maiden here now. It's late already so put those on and join your colleagues in the kitchen. I'll assign a duty to you son!" The mean woman explained before leaving the room. I could understand what was going on, everything became strange to me. How I got kidnapped last night and I woke up to a woman referring to me as a maiden? I'm an Alpha's daughter for goodness sake!. I threw the uniform on the floor and I struggled to stand up from the bed. I checked my wounds, they're still there but didn't hurt as much as yesterday. I snuck outside the room, hoping if I could find my way out of this insane place. As I went outside the room, I got lost walking through the huge hallways which didn't end. ‘Where the hell is this place?’ I asked myself rhetorically as I continued to walk. The mansion was exquisitely designed in golden stones, each and every part of the walls had one luxurious gold statue or another. I carefully examined them. My kidnapper must be so rich. Alpha Kane…. I found myself mumbling his name. I tried to recall where I heard about him, maybe in my pack. I couldn't place a finger on it. Soon, I was heading down the huge staircase. To my surprise, I haven't even seen a person since I left my bedroom. When I finally reached the living room, I thought of it as my chance to escape. I glared around the wide living room, carefully observing it as I proceeded towards the door. I rushed quickly and I placed my hands on the doorknob, pushing it open. It was locked! Damn it! I exclaimed. "Heading somewhere?" I heard a cold familiar voice speak from behind me. My blood froze from fear as I realized that I've been caught by Alpha Kane. Slowly, I turned my face towards the direction of his voice. Alpha Kane was standing a few feet away from me. He looked at me as if he wanted to devour me or something, yet, his face portrayed a calm look. His hands were housed inside his pockets. All his features looked calm, except for his lips that curved into a mocking smirk. My eyes caught a glimpse of his fangs, like it was ready to attack me. Alpha Kane moved towards me. "I asked you a question," he said. "I.. I…" my voice trembled, I tried to catch my breath. His presence affected me and I lost my voice and my breath too. I tried to move away from him but my body ended up on the mahogany door behind me. I looked up at his face, even though I was frightened by his looks, I still had to look him in the eyes. "Your eyes, they're fierce" He stated. I wanted to speak but his words came out first. "But you're weak. You don't deserve those eyes, Avery" he spoke. Hearing him call out my name, it sounded so familiar. This time I was unable to look him in the eyes and I dropped my gaze. He tried grabbing my chin to make me look at him but I wasn't in the mood to stare into his cold eyes again. "Let go of me!" I demanded, forcing my face off his grip. "Calm down Chery, we are just getting started" he stated. Alpha Kane grabbed my arm and pulled me upstairs with him. We were inside the bedroom again and he pushed me to the bed. He moved closer to me and I tried getting away. He grabbed my foot and pulled me. "No.. no…" I screamed out loud. Hoping that he would touch me. "Alpha!" We both heard a woman's voice speak. It was the same grumpy maid from earlier, she was standing by the door. Alpha Kane let go of my legs and moved away from me. "I'm sorry for interrupting you." The woman instantly apologized. Alpha Kane looks disappointed, but he eventually understands. I was frightened, I grabbed and hugged one of the pillows while my body quivered in fear. Alpha Kane left the room, the woman moved towards me and gave me a slap on my face. "You bitch, how dare you think you can seduce the Alpha?" She questioned me angrily. She picked up the uniform I had thrown earlier and threw them at me. She ordered me to put them on. I did instantly, it was better to go with her than to stay here, I didn't want alpha Kane to return and violate me like he almost did. After I was done dressing up as a maid, the woman led me out of the room and I followed her into another part of the mansion. It was a huge hallroom and we met two maid's cleaning up. "Your job starts here" she pointed out. "Yes ma'am" I nodded. She asked me to join the girls and I did. "Hi, newbie. I'm Carlotta, an Omega" One of the maidens who noticed my discomfort came to meet me. I glared at her, did she also get kidnapped and brought against her will? It was as if she heard my question, she smiled at me. "You must be feeling uncomfortable. Well, Reina and I are here to make you feel better. Reina is a rogue wolf and we've been working here as maidens for years now. Welcome to the Red-Claw Pack" she stated. "Red-Claw?" I asked her. Now, I was able to understand why his name seemed familiar. Of course, he is Alpha Kane of the Red-Claw pack. He is the ruthless Alpha of the Red-Claw pack, the savage beast that killed most of our pack's wolves years back. My father's archenemy. I vividly recall that my father talked about him several times. Oh my goodness, how did I get myself into this mess? I've been kidnapped by my father's own enemy. I smiled as I turned and looked at her, she was so nice to me and we could be friends. But I'm afraid that I won't be here for long.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







