LOGINSo tell me beloved readers, who do you think the lady in black hood is?
ADRIAN'S POV...The room was silent, too silent. Only the faint hum of moonlight filtering through the drapes, soft and haunting, brushed across my’s face.I stood before him, chest rising and falling unevenly, my eyes searching Kaelen’s as if afraid the moment would slip away again.“Say something,” I whispered, his voice low, trembling.Kaelen stepped closer until our breaths mingled. “I thought I lost you, I..I thought you were leaving me” he murmured.Thewords dissolved between them as Kaelen leaned in and our lips met, slow at first, then rough, hungry, desperate. It wasn’t a kiss, it was years of silence breaking, the ache of longing bursting open.My hands rose instinctively to Kaelen’s neck, pulling him closer. Our breaths quickened, our bodies pressing together, every motion a battle between restraint and surrender. He looked him in my eyes, he could see the hunger, lust, and desire in them. In all honesty, his gaze terrified me. No one had looked at me with so much intention
Morning light crept through the silver curtains, flooding the chamber with warmth. Kaelen stirred, his fingers twitching against the bedsheets. Ezra, sitting nearby with crossed arms and a scowl, straightened immediately.“Easy, Ezra said, his tone rough but laced with relief. Don’t try to move too fast, brother.”Kaelen managed a faint smile, his voice still hoarse. “You sound like an old physiologist.”"You finally look less like death,” Ezra muttered, his tone teasing but clipped.Kaelen managed a faint smirk. “Guess the goddess still needs me alive.”“You know still someone has to babysit you, Ezra muttered, rising to offer him an arm. Kaelen accepted the help, standing shakily before steadying himself. How do you feel?”“Like I’ve been asleep for a century, Kaelen replied, stretching his arms slowly. What did I miss?”Ezra’s jaw clenched. “Too much.”Kaelen turned to face him, brows raised. “Now what? Since I can move around again, what’s our plan?”Ezra shrugged, pacing. “You te
The room was chaos.Selera’s sobs echoed through the chamber as she clung to Kaelen’s trembling hand. Ezra stood frozen, chest heaving, fists clenched so tight his knuckles bled. His breath came out in ragged bursts as he stared at his brother awake, alive, staring back at him with dazed eyes.Adrian lingered by the door, shoulders tense, eyes flickering between the two.Kaelen’s lips parted. His voice came out cracked and weak, barely above a whisper.“Where… am I? What’s… going on?”Ezra’s heart lurched at the sound. The brother he thought might never wake again was sitting right there, pale and shaking, but breathing. He wanted to run to him, hold him, but something inside him, something darker kept him rooted.After everything… she gets to be the first one he sees? Gosh i hate this lady.Selera sniffled loudly and wiped at fake tears. “Oh, thank the Moon… Kaelen, you’re awake, she whimpered. Her voice trembled in all the right places, soft and broken. You don’t know how worried I’
Ezra walked as though the weight he carried in his chest was going to make him collapse. He kept his shoulders hunched against the cold and the thing that burned hotter than the night, the pendant and picture pressed against his palm. The pendant was heavier than it looked, heavy with implication, heavy with a crest that should never have been in his mother’s chest, like what the hell.Darius’s words looped through his head like a cruel prayer. “She’s the reason the Moonbane war ever began.” The sentence had been spoken once, low and unreadable, but the sound of it took up more space inside his head than any scream.He stopped at the entrance of Kaelen’s chamber and stood just long enough to see the staple of the pack, the heir, breathing shallowly under the covers. Kaelen’s face was bruised into lines of sleep, the alpha’s scars looked smaller in moonlight and somehow more fragile. Ezra wanted, fiercely, to tell him everything. He wanted to rip the truth open and lay it where Kaelen
The night air was thick with silence, the kind that whispered secrets no one wanted to hear. Ezra stood frozen outside Kaelen’s chamber door, his chest rising and falling too fast, his mind trying to make sense of what his eyes had just witnessed.Selera.Lucian.Together again.His hand trembled as he gripped the doorknob before finally stepping back, rage bubbling in his veins like fire. She was supposed to be watching over him. Taking care of him. Not, he bit down on the thought, disgust curdling in his throat.He stalked down the hallway, his boots striking the marble floor like thunder. Every step he took echoed his fury. He needed air, something, anything to wash away the image burned into his skull.Outside, the manor courtyard was dimly lit by flickering torches. Ezra leaned against the stone wall, exhaling sharply. He took out a box of cigarette from his trouser pocket and lit one, puffing the smoke in the air, it somehow eased the tension in his chest. The moon hung above, p
Ezra parked his sleek black car in front of the Pack Manor. The engine purred one last time before falling silent. For a moment, he just sat there, staring at the towering structure that had always been full of life and noise. Today, it was eerily quiet, too quiet for comfort.He stepped out dressed in black trousers and ash shirt, the gravel crunching beneath his boots, and walked toward the entrance. The scent of the house, pine, herbs, and something faintly metallic hit him as he opened the door. “Mom?” he called out, his voice echoing through the marble hall. No response.He moved down the corridor toward her chambers. “Mom?” Still nothing. The silence pressed heavily on him, filling the air like fog. Her room was neat as usual, but something still felt off. Her scent lingered, faint but recent. Ezra frowned, running his hand across the dresser.That’s when he saw it, a small jewelry box, partially open. Inside lay a pendant. Silver. Old. Etched with an unmistakable crest, he has







