* Zeina *
I was standing on the balcony of our room, gazing out at the horizon where the golden hues of the setting sun kissed the tops of the distant hills. The sky was painted in a warm blend of orange, pink, and violet, a breathtaking display that would have made my heart flutter under any other circumstance. But tonight, it served as a quiet reminder of the days that had slipped by three long days since my mate, Alpha Robert, left to conquer the enemies threatening our border in the West. He had always been strong, brave, and resilient. I never doubted him for a moment. Deep inside, I could feel our bond stretching but never breaking, a tether that told me he was alive, that he was coming back to me. The guards had informed me earlier that the mission had been successful and they were on their way home. Since then, I had barely moved from my place on the balcony, eyes fixed on the winding road in the distance that led to the Alpha house. It was the farthest point my eyes could reach from here, and I refused to look away, not even for a moment. Behind me, I heard a soft knock followed by a familiar voice. "Your Majesty, are you going to have dinner now?" It was Donna, my faithful servant and closest confidante. Her voice was gentle, though I could tell she already knew what my answer would be. The hour had long passed six o'clock, our usual mealtime, but I had no appetite without Robert by my side. "No, Donna. I'll wait for Robert. He's coming any minute now. I want to have dinner with him, to hear every detail of how he conquered the rogues on the western front," I replied, unable to keep the excitement from my voice. She smiled, her eyes kind and understanding. She knew the bond Robert and I shared went far beyond duty or tradition, it was deeper than anything words could capture. She gave a graceful bow, her loyalty etched into every motion. "Then I'll take my leave for now, Your Majesty, and ensure the dining room is ready for both of you." "That's a good idea, Donna. Thank you," I said warmly. With a final nod, she turned and left the chamber, her footsteps fading softly behind her. I turned my gaze back toward the horizon, and the silence of the room seemed louder than ever. The past three nights had been long and restless. Without Robert by my side, I found it impossible to sleep peacefully. The bed felt too cold, the air too still. It's true what they say, when you love someone with your entire soul, the world feels incomplete in their absence. I thought back to how our story began, an unlikely tale, stitched together by fate. Robert was once a human, a highly respected officer and Chief at the city's central police station. Even back then, he carried himself with authority, strength, and a sharp mind. I admired him long before the supernatural ever touched his life. Everything changed the night he crossed paths with a rogue wolf, one of the many monsters that lurked in the shadows, terrorizing humans. In a twist of fate, he was bitten. My guards were nearby and managed to save him before the rogue could finish what it started. He was brought to me for protection and recovery. At the time, I stood as the sole leader of the West, the Alpha of our pack. It was a responsibility I carried with pride, but also with loneliness. I made the decision to guide Robert through the transformation, to teach him the ways of our kind. He struggled at first, he didn't even know how to hunt or control his newfound power. But there was something charming about those early days. We laughed, we fought, we grew closer. I didn't realize I was falling for him until it was too late to pull away. My thoughts were interrupted by a sudden clamor outside. My heart skipped a beat as the heavy metal gates of the Alpha house began to creak open. The guards moved with purpose, pulling them wide, and two vehicles rolled into view. My breath caught in my throat. One of them was a familiar Ford truck, Robert's. I didn't wait. A smile broke across my face as I turned from the balcony, practically sprinting toward the stairs. My dress flowed behind me as I made my way down, each step faster than the last, until I reached the entrance of the house. And there he was, standing tall and proud at the threshold, a grin of victory lighting up his handsome face. His arms opened wide as I rushed toward him. "Oh, honey! Welcome back!" I called out, my voice thick with emotion. "Come here, hon. I've missed you so much!" he replied, his arms beckoning me in. I didn't hesitate. I leapt into his embrace, wrapping my arms tightly around him. He held me with a strength that was both powerful and gentle, and I could feel the eyes of the returning warriors behind him. But I didn't care. Let them watch. They'd seen us like this many times before. "How was the fight? Were you hurt? I'm so relieved you all came back safe. How many enemies did you face?" Robert chuckled, kissing my temple before setting me down gently. "There were more than we expected, but you know me, I'm not Alpha for nothing. Although, the rogue leader wasn't there. Most were too afraid to stand their ground. A few surrendered. We brought back some prisoners, the rest chose death over capture." "The rogue leader?" I said with intrigue. "Yes, I went there thinking to finally fight him. Cerberus, as what the rogues call him. But I think he was a coward!" It's the first time I am hearing the rogue leader's name and I felt afraid for my mate. Rogues are our mortal enemies. He shook his head, still smiling. "Don't worry about it, my love. His time will come. For now, I need a real shower and a proper meal. And more than anything, I just want to be with you tonight." He winked before heading upstairs. I watched him go, heart full and eyes gleaming. I turned to the warriors and nodded, giving them permission to rest. Then I approached Beta Aldin. "How was it, Beta Aldin?" I asked curiously. He smiled, but there was something behind his eyes, something unreadable. "It went well, Luna Zeina. Just like Alpha Robert said. The fight ended quicker than we had anticipated, and not a single warrior was injured." I studied him for a moment, wondering if he ever felt the same sense of purpose when I was the one leading. He had always been loyal, always dependable. But something about him felt different tonight. "Still haven't found your mate, Aldin?" I asked with a teasing tone. He laughed. "No, Luna. I've come to realize that finding a mate doesn't mean everything. I have a girlfriend, she's not my mate, but she's someone I care about. That's enough for now." I laughed at his honesty. "Well, enjoy your freedom while you can. Once you find your true mate, there's no going back. Remember when you used to say no wolf would dare woo me because I was both a Princess and an Alpha?" He nodded, smiling. "And now look at me," I continued. "I'm just the Luna. I gave Robert the Alpha title because I trust him, and because I love him more than power or pride. When your time comes, you'll understand." A mysterious smirk curved on his lips. "We'll see, Luna Zeina. For now, I'll take my leave. Rest well." He bowed respectfully before walking away. I turned toward the dining hall, where the long table had already been beautifully set. Candlelight danced across the plates and crystal glasses, casting a warm glow throughout the room. Donna approached, her expression pleased. "I'm happy Alpha Robert is back, Your Majesty." "Thank you, Donna," I said, smoothing my dress as I took my seat. "And thank you for preparing everything. You can rest now, I'll wait for him here." She bowed and quietly left, followed by the other servants. I sat in peaceful silence, the warmth of the room and the joy in my heart enough to finally make this house feel like home again. Robert was back. And tonight, everything felt right again.* Cerberus *Our little boy's steps were too light for the weight he carried. That was the first thing I noticed as I led him into the yard. He padded barefoot across the dirt, shoulders hunched, eyes down, like prey. Like he wanted to hide the wolf clawing beneath his skin.I wouldn't allow it. Prey was devoured."Stand here," I told him, pointing to the circle scratched into the earth. Archer obeyed without question, his small feet scuffing the edge. His silver eyes flicked up to me, then to the pack warriors who lingered beyond the fence. They had gathered, curious. Concerned. Watching the Alpha's pup.He shrank under their gaze. I growled low in my chest, sharp enough that every head snapped away. No one would see weakness in him. Not today.I crouched, meeting his eyes head-on. "You listen to me, pup. The wolf inside you doesn't care if you're six or sixteen. He doesn't care if your bones are ready or not. He will tear you apart if you let him. So when he pushes, what do you do?"
* Zeina *It happened sooner than either of us wished. We had been patient. Ten days of breath and balance, of branches unbroken, of candle flames that held steady under his storm. Ten days where Archer's laughter returned, where the boy shone brighter than the wolf. But storms do not stay caged.It was the eleventh night. The moon rose swollen and silver, painting the yard in pale fire. Archer had fallen asleep between us, his small frame tucked safe against the furs. For once, he did not whimper in dreams. For once, I thought the night might be kind. Then it struck.His body arched suddenly, a violent spasm tearing through him. His eyes snapped open, molten gold bleeding over silver. A sound ripped from his throat, not boy, not wolf, but something broken between. His little hands curled into claws, nails splitting skin."Archer."My voice caught as I grabbed for him, but he thrashed, too strong, too wild.Cerberus was already moving, pinning him gently but firmly, his arms caging ou
* Zeina *The first lessons had to be gentle. He was only six, and though the wolf already burned in him, Archer was still a child, my child. I would not let the fire consume him before he learned how to wield it, even without my wolf.We took him into the training yard once the sun cleared the treetops. The air was cool, edged with dew, the earth soft beneath his bare feet. He clutched my hand as we walked, his tiny fingers sticky with nervous sweat, his eyes darting between me and his father. He didn't understand yet, not fully, but he trusted us. That was enough."Archer," I said, kneeling so I was level with him. His eyes, so bright, too bright, found mine instantly. "The wolf inside you is strong. Sometimes he'll want to run too fast, bite too hard. Do you know what happens if you let him?"He blinked at me, uncertain. Then he whispered, "I'll hurt people."The words cut me deeper than any blade. No child should carry such fear. I smoothed his hair back, forcing my voice steady.
* Cerberus *The hall still hummed with the echoes of their howls when Zeina led Archer down from the dais. She was fire, every line of her, burning bright enough to sear the doubt out of the pack, even if it left her scorched inside. I knew that look, chin high, shoulders squared, the shawl tight around her frame. To them, she was unshakable. To me, she was a woman holding back an ocean with her bare hands.Archer pressed close to her side, his little fingers clutched in hers. He'd stood through her speech braver than I thought his six-year-old bones could manage, but I felt his tremors when my hand brushed his back. The boy carried his wolf already like a storm in his chest, and storms were not meant for small bodies.I gathered him into my arms before Zeina could protest. He folded into me, head against my shoulder, the way he always had when the world grew too large. His heartbeat stuttered against my chest, fast, fragile, but he was still steady. Still alive. I kissed the top of
* Zeina *The words still rang in the chamber long after silence had settled. Beta Aldin's vow, Beta Kael's sharp acceptance, they should have been enough to steady me. And yet, beneath the weight of their trust, my hands ached to tremble. I clasped them tighter in the folds of my shawl, willing the fire to stay visible, even when the embers beneath felt close to ash.Kael's voice cut through the quiet again, low, measured. "Then we will begin at once. The boy cannot train as the others do. He will need guidance that few can give, and secrecy. If word spreads too far, Alpha, others may come seeking to test his strength before it can hold."I did not miss the warning beneath his words. Rivals. Enemies. Even supposed allies who might think to fracture what we had built. My son's howl had not just carried through the night, it had carried through borders."Then we make his training sacred," I answered, my voice clipped with resolve. "A fire kept at the heart of this pack. No one beyond t
* Zeina *The words lingered in me long after Archer drifted back into that fragile morning doze. Mama... you don't have a wolf. So simple. So pure. And yet it hollowed me out in places I thought had long scarred over.I smoothed my hand over his small back, feeling the faint tremors still running through him, echoes of a body too young to carry the burden of instincts awakening too soon. His heartbeat fluttered against me, quick, uncertain, but steady, alive.Alive because he had fought. Alive because he was mine.I lifted my gaze, meeting Cerberus's eyes across our son's dark curls. The man who carried me when I staggered, who bore the weight of my silence as though it were his own. And yet, I saw the storm in him too. The way his jaw was locked, his wolf bristling just beneath the surface, as if daring fate to come closer, daring the gods themselves to test him again.I wanted to tell him I was strong enough. That his vow, his endless carrying of me, wasn't what bound me here. That