Flora – POV I was escorted to the interrogation room while Shirley's body was taken to the infirmary to confirm whether she was dead and to double-check for foul play. I was feeling nervous and sad at the same time about Shirley's death. "Alpha, we have the suspect in custody," the guard informed. I looked up to meet Ryker's gaze, which held no emotion in his gray eyes. "Why have you handcuffed her wrist? Remove it," Ryker ordered. "But Alpha, Ms. Evers is a suspect," the guard said. "I suggest you remove the cuffs before you wish to die by Alpha's hands," Nathan said calmly. The guard didn't argue and quickly uncuffed me. "Aren't you going to ask if I killed Shirley?" I asked. "Why would I ask about Shirley? She was a prisoner and was put to death because she was not willing to open up," Ryker said, his cold hand replaced by his warm fingers as he held mine. "You think I'm innocent?" I questioned. "Well, I do because I know you're no killer. Also, if you had killed Shirley, I
Alpha Ryker – POV Flora gazed at me, confusion on her face, as I presented the Night Amulet. "Flora, I believe you might come from the bloodline of Nyx, the goddess of night. She also holds power over the moon and the Dark Realm." "Me? A descendant of the Nyx goddess?" Flora questioned. "I don't feel any power inside me, Ryker." "It might be locked away. You'll need training to unleash it," I explained, though Flora doubted my words. "So, when did you discover my powers? Was it the first day we met? Is that when you realized I had something special?" Flora asked, her gaze intense. I could tell she was searching for answers. "I realized the day we met that you are unique and possess strong powers. However, my intention in keeping you close isn't solely because of your power," I paused, noticing her intense gaze. "I really want to say that you are already strong, even without your powers. You've faced a lot of emotional trauma, yet you still strive to move forward," I added. Flora s
Flora – POV As we reached the pack, I noticed that the guards were tense upon seeing Ryker. "What's with the tense atmosphere?" Ryker asked as he exited the car at the pack entrance, and I followed. "Alpha, someone helped prisoner Cassie, the Luna of Whitewood pack, escape," one of the guards said. "How the hell did she escape from such high security? Huh," Ryker hissed. "Answer me. How? Who? And if you don't have the answers, start investigating. I need answers, and I'm disappointed. Where are Nathan and Alexia?" Ryker demanded. "Beta Nathan is investigating, and Omega Alexia is at home; she's sick," the guard replied meekly. "Drive the car to the manor, and Flora, you come with me," Ryker commanded. I followed him, not questioning why he wanted me around to investigate the situation. I was glad he let me in on it, and I reminded myself to stop overthinking everything. "Nathan," Ryker called as we reached the dungeons and saw him examining the broken shackles. "What the hell ha
Belle – POV "Our deal was to keep my mother alive," I said, filled with grief as I drove to Venica Manor after my mother's funeral service. Venica looked at me, sharing in the grief. "I had nothing to do with Shirley's death," Venica said. "The person who agreed to help also said she didn't poison Shirley. It was Flora who did," Venica added. "I had given a teleportation vial to Shirley and another vial with a potion to break the handcuffs." "Then how did she die? I buried her and came straight to you," I snapped. "I trained for the mission, but now I have no reason to follow through." "You trust Flora over me? The woman you've only known for six months? You took her in and gave her food, shelter, and a job because your mom, Shirley, asked you to. And you did it out of respect for Shirley's wishes," Venica said, looking at me furiously. "You've known me for a decade, and yet you trust Flora over me?" "Tell me, do you think Flora is innocent? Do you trust her?" Venica asked. "She
Flora – POV Alexia looked pale at the mention of Nemo. She rushed out of the gym without saying anything to me. I warmed up and practiced the fight stance like Alexia had taught me. After showering, I walked excitedly downstairs to get the news on Bryan and Cassie. The news must be printed on the headline, as I had instructed Ryker to destroy Bryan's image and the White Wood pack. This would make Bryan look guilty, portraying him as the one who claimed to be against wrongdoing while helping Cassie, an offender, for abusing me. Ryker was proud of my plan, and I felt good as well. I thought Ryker would be busy interrogating Nemo's guard since Nathan had come early in the morning to inform him that the culprit was Guard Nemo. "You look cheerful," Pixy said as she poured coffee for me, and I smiled. "Is it bad to be cheerful?" I asked, raising my eyebrow playfully. Pixy shook her head. "No, that's not what I meant. It's better to see you smile than be glum," Pixy said. "Well, it's be
Flora – POV Sharing my past with someone else has been unexpected, making me feel a strange lightness. Ryker has been a quiet listener, his presence alone offering a solid sense of support. At times, his sweetness overwhelms me, stirring feelings that I am hesitant to acknowledge. I recognize this feeling—it's love. Yet, I am reluctant to allow my hopes to rise only to be crushed later. It's clear what Ryker feels for me; he's not in love, we're just fated mates, and he's simply acting the part. I was in my room, busy on my laptop, searching for a new job. I'd recently been fired from Belle's Company, and she'd gone as far as to block me on social media and her call list. Praying to land a job soon and keep my mind occupied, I found the Manor life tedious. Then, a knock on the door interrupted my thoughts, and I saw Ryker standing in the doorway. "Are you free?" he asked. "I'm free. I don't have a job since Belle fired me," I responded, smiling. "How about learning healing and pot
Belle – POV I dressed sharply, looking my best since Venica told me that Elton prefers his acquaintances to dress well and wear branded clothes. I stepped out of the penthouse, which was empty and quiet. I missed Flora, who used to stay here and always ensured our food was hot and ready. I had gotten used to that and to watching N*****x series together. It was for the best that I broke things off with her. Shaking off the thoughts, I shut the door behind me. As I got to the parking lot, I noticed a woman in a black hoodie standing right next to my car, making me suspicious. "Hey, step away from the car," I said, giving her a warning. "Belle, I've been waiting for you," the woman said, and I narrowed my eyes. "Who are you?" I demanded. The woman in the hoodie showed her face as she removed her face mask. "Alexia, the Omega from the Black Mist Pack," I whispered. "What do you want from me?" "Check your phone." I did and saw a text from Venica, explaining that Alexia is also a membe
Alpha Ryker – POV I sat opposite my son, searching for a way to explain the situation to Flora. "She is my mate," I clarified, although I worried about his reaction in six months if Flora wasn’t around. “Wow, Dad, that’s great! So she’ll be my mom?” Ivan asked, his face lighting up with a smile. “Ivan, Flora, and I need time to get to know each other better. I can’t make any promises right now,” I responded, watching his cheerful expression fade to disappointment. “Are you upset, Ivan?” I inquired as he headed to bed. “No, I’m not. We have training tomorrow, Dad,” he reminded me. I nodded, tucked him in, kissed his forehead, and left for my room. Just then, my phone rang. It was Nathan. “Alpha,” he greeted. “We have an issue. He’s not in London; he might be somewhere else, possibly with a new woman.” “Give it one more day. If there’s still no sign of him, you and Alexia should head back to the pack,” I instructed. “Understood, Alpha. Ivan’s home, right?” Nathan asked. “Yes,