LOGIN(Olivia's POV)Half a month later, the entire Moonstone pack was immersed in excitement, preparing for the grand mating ceremony. The atmosphere was electric with anticipation as pack members hurried about with decorations and arrangements.Lucas insisted on giving me a wedding worthy of a Luna's st
(Ethan's POV)The eighteen-hour surgery on my left leg finally concluded. The pack healers managed to save it, but at a tremendous cost to my werewolf healing abilities.Dead tissue was removed. A significant portion of muscle was excised to prevent the silver poisoning from spreading further throug
Once beyond pack jurisdiction, she thought she could start a new life. She was reveling in the belief that I would suffer while Ethan grieved, and she would live freely in human society.However, the destination was not the civilized country Victoria desired, but the lawless Bloodfang Territory in t
(Olivia's POV)In the medical center room, Evelyn Winters watched as Lucas Blackwood and I walked in hand in hand. Our mate bond was strengthening with each passing day, and I could feel the warmth of his presence through our growing connection."Alpha Blackwood, don't worry me - are those burns ser
Instead, Maxwell had called to say he was busy with pack business and wouldn't be coming home. I had broken down in tears at yet another broken promise.Lily had comforted me, blowing on my hand and saying it would make it feel better. This was a way for us to express our care for each other.Now I
(Third Person's POV)Dr. Marcus Fletcher's face was grim as he delivered the devastating news to Maxwell Chen. The pack healer's usually steady hands trembled slightly as he held Ethan's medical charts."Alpha Stone's left lower limb has severe thigh muscle damage from the silver contamination," Dr.
"These herbs need attention," I replied evenly. "Unlike some people who receive more than their share."Victoria circled around me, her designer heels sinking slightly into the soft garden soil. "That little display in the kitchen was pathetic, you know."I remained silent, focusing on a stubborn we
(Olivia's POV)Pain shot through my face as I shifted in bed. I accidentally brushed against my bruised cheek."Ow—" I recoiled. The sharp sting cleared the fog of fever from my mind.The bedside lamp clicked on, bathing the room in soft golden light. I squinted against the brightness. My vision slo
(Olivia's POV)The shiv glinted under the harsh cell lights as it descended toward my hand. I struggled desperately against the three women, their iron grip pinning me to the cold concrete floor.The metal edge inched closer to my palm. I twisted frantically, but couldn't break free.Suddenly, the c
I pressed my palms against my eyes, trying to make sense of the strange vision. It felt like a memory, yet I had no recollection of such an encounter from my childhood at the orphanage.My head throbbed painfully, the cut from the pendant adding to my discomfort. I reached for the bottle of sleeping







