LOGINOne year later…The calm of the Alpha’s estate was shattered by the sharp, powerful cry of a newborn pup.At the sound, Damon sprang to his feet so abruptly that the chair behind him toppled. Damian rose at once, Ella clutching his arm, while Theo—who had been seated quietly by the hearth—froze, his breath hitching.Another cry followed. Then another.Theo’s pale face slowly softened, emotion flooding his eyes.Rina… For a moment, her memory rose so vividly that his chest ached. His daughter had lived. And now… she had given life.The doors burst open.The midwife rushed out first, laughter and tears mixing on her face as she cradled two male pups, red-faced and wailing. Another midwife followed closely behind, holding a third male pup, just as strong, just as loud.“Congratulations, Alpha Damon,” the midwife announced breathlessly.“Luna Elina has given birth to three healthy male pups.” For a heartbeat, the world went silent.Then Damon let out a shout so loud it echoed through the h
The first light of dawn bathed ShadowFang Pack in soft golden hues. The air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of pine and distant rivers. Today was no ordinary day—it was the day Damon would officially be crowned Alpha of both ShadowFang and Dam-Nighade Packs, and the North would witness the unification of two great lineages.Elina woke with a mix of excitement and nervousness. She rose quietly from her bed, careful not to disturb Damon who had chosen to stay the night in her room. Though their bond was now official in their hearts, the formal ceremony still loomed. Today, they would stand before the entire Northern Pack and all allied packs to declare their authority and unity.Later on, her reflection in the mirror made her pause. She was adorned in ceremonial silver and lavender robes, embroidered with the symbols of both packs. Her hair cascaded in waves, tied with a subtle silver ribbon, and her pendant—the one Damian had gifted her—hung proudly at her neck. She ran her fingers
As the celebration continued, a gentle wind swept through the arena—carrying a strange shift in the atmosphere.Susan, who had been standing quietly behind the crowd, suddenly stiffened.Her chest rose sharply as a new scent hit her nose.Pinewood... Steel, and... Fire.Her eyes widened. At the same moment, Liam who is standing near the warriors—froze. His wolf surged violently, eyes burning bright gold.He turned sharply. Their gazes collided."Mate." They both whispered it at once.Gasps erupted... Elina clapped a hand to her mouth, shocked while Damon blinked twice, stunned. But Lucian’s jaw dropped before he recovered and muttered,“…Well, I’ll be damned.” But then joy spread across his face like a sunrise.His daughter… And his best warrior… were mate.Liam approached slowly, carefully, as though Susan were a fragile flower.Susan’s eyes filled with tears, and she ran into his arms.The arena burst into cheers again—even louder than before.Lucian rubbed the back of his neck and
Damon lifts her in one smooth motion and carried her toward the bed, their lips never parting. The room filled with their mingled breaths, soft gasps, and the deep rumble of Damon’s wolf vibrating under his skin.Clothes fell away— soft sounds of fabric hitting the floor, revealing warm skin, flushed cheeks, trembling breaths.Elina lay beneath him, eyes wide and shining like she was seeing him for the first time. Damon hovered over her, brushing his thumb along her cheek.“Elina…” he whispered, voice rough.His wolf howled in desperate reverence.She reached up and touched his jaw, her voice barely a breath. “Damon… I want this. I want you.” That was all he needed.He kissed her again—slow, deep, like a worship before trailing his mouth down her throat, down to the soft curve of her breast.Elina arched into him, fingers sliding through his hair as his lips closed around her peak.Her breath broke into a soft moan.He kissed lower... Then higher.Every touch was deliberate, reverent,
Three Hours Before Midnight… Three Hours Before Elina Turns EighteenThe palace was already humming with preparations for the Mating Ceremony. Lanterns hung on ropes, servants rushed through corridors, guards doubled their patrols, and the excited chatter of she-wolves swept through the courtyards.But inside Damian’s private study, the atmosphere was quieter—warmer—almost intimate.Elina sat with her hands folded tightly on her lap, her heart pounding with excitement and anxiety. Tonight, she would know her mate.A future Alpha female… discovering her other half.And yet, every time she thought of Damon, a painful flutter passed through her chest.She tried to crush it or Ignore it totally but the closer midnight approached, the harder it became.Damon, on the other hand, slouched comfortably in his chair as though the night meant absolutely nothing. His arms crossed, his expression bored—even though Elina could see the tiny muscle twitching in his jaw.He was pretending not to care.
Outside the hall facingElla’s chamber, the cold night air felt strangely refreshing. Ella inhaled deeply as Damon gently wrapped his arm around her shoulders. He was fond of doing that, and Damian had warning several times to leave his wife alone. The cheers from the departing guests still echoed faintly behind them, but her heart was pounding for an entirely different reason.“Mother,” Damon whispered, brushing a thumb along her cheek, “Elina did well in there. She held yourself together better than most female Alphas I know.”Ella swallowed hard, trying to process everything—Theo’s downfall, Elina’s shocking ascension, Mina’s sudden madness, and Lambert’s punishment. It all weighed on her chest like a ton of stones.“I didn’t expect this,” she murmured. “Any of it. How could a mother be so cruel to her own son's future?”Damon turned her to face him fully, tilting her chin up.“But he wasn't born for it, Mother. Whether you believe that or not.”Her lips trembled, but before she co
Now, sitting in her chamber, Theo buried his face in his hands.He had failed her. He wasn’t there when she needed him the most. He couldn’t protect her from the very fate Damian had warned them of.“Rina…” he whispered brokenly. “My love, my Luna… come back to me…”But the room was silent. Only th
“There might be a way,” she murmured. “But it won’t be easy.”Samantha leaned forward eagerly. “Tell me.”Menar lowered her voice. “Not far from here—past the river bend—lies a ruined village. You remember it, don’t you? The one where the witches and sorcerers were banished after Theo enforced Dami
The maid hesitated, but one harsh glare from the bedridden woman silenced any protest. The reply was written exactly as ordered, sealed with their family crest, and sent out at once.When Samantha received it, she read every word in silence—then crumpled the paper in her trembling hands. The pain i
Rina’s body went limp for a moment before a faint cry pierced the air—the cry of a newborn baby girl.For a fleeting second, Rina opened her eyes. Tears welled up as she saw the little child being wrapped in cloth. “She… looks… just like me…” she whispered weakly. A fragile smile touched her lips b







