MasukNaya’s POV
The sun was unforgiving. It beat down on my skin as I walked toward the pack house, each step heavy, unsteady, like my body hadn’t caught up with the fact that I was still alive. The afternoon heat pressed against my bruises, making every mark ache, every breath feel deliberate. “You’re Pregnant.” The word wouldn’t leave me alone. It echoed in my head, louder than my footsteps, louder than the world around me. Pregnant… how? I’d never been with anyone. I mean.. I’m still a virgin… Never even been kissed. I had spent 16 years of my life doing absolutely nothing but work in obedience and silence. I cleaned. I served. I practically stayed invisible. So how? My hands shook by my sides as my thoughts spiraled. My chest tightened, panic creeping back in. “How the hell could this even be possible?” I muttered in frustration and stopped walking. The healer’s voice drifted back to me, clear and calm, cruel in how easily she’d said it. “From the look of things, you’re about six weeks along.” Six weeks? Six weeks…! My breath caught. That was… ***Flashback*** I lay stiffly on the examination bed, my fingers twisting together over my stomach as I stared up at the ceiling. The clinic smelled of antiseptic and herbs, clean and cold. The door opened. The doctor walked in, flipping through a file. “Miss Nai,” she said, picking up my file with a casual air, “Everything looks good. You’re in perfect condition.” I blinked. Miss Nai? Who.. me? She continued, almost casually, “If the implantation is successful, we should see positive results in about a month.” I blinked. “Implantation?” Before I could ask what she meant, she snapped a pair of gloves onto her hands. “Please spread your legs.” Confusion flickered through me, but some how I obeyed. A moment later, discomfort turned into sharp pain. I gasped, fingers clutching the sheet as something cold and invasive pressed inside me. Then… Just as quickly as it started, it stopped. “Done!” She declared tearing the gloves off, my legs shook from the brief pain as I tried to process what had just happened. “I’ll need you to return in a month for the first round of testing,” she added, already moving toward the door. And just like that, she was out of the room, while I still clutching my knee in disbelief. I had nothing to worry about, right? ***** “Hey.. you!” I stumbled forward as someone shoved me hard between the shoulder blades. I gasped, barely catching myself before I fell. My heart slammed against my ribs as I turned. It was Gwen. Lady Ruby’s right hand. I swallowed hard. Her expression was sharp, unyielding, eyes flicking pointedly ahead of me. “Eyes forward,” she snapped quietly. Dread pooled in my stomach. I turned back slowly. Lady Ruby Thornton stood a few steps away, regal and terrifying in her elegance. Her posture was perfect, her presence suffocating. Power rolled off her in waves after all she is My Alpha’s mate and the Luna of Mystic falls My gaze dropped instantly to the ground. “So,” she said coolly. “This is the dirty wolfless slut my Alpha wants to fuck.” My head snapped up. I shook my head frantically, words caught in my throat. I couldn’t even force a denial past my lips. Her eyes flicked to my neck. To the bruises. To the claw marks. Shame burned through me. I lifted a hand, trying to hide them with my hair. Too late. Her wolf surged forward. I felt it before I saw it… the pressure, the threat, the sharp scrape of claws as she stepped into my space. Her hand shot out, fingers clamping painfully around my cheeks, forcing my face up. I whimpered as pain shot through my jaw. “Those marks you’re trying so hard to hide,” she said softly, dangerously, “will be the least of your worries if I ever see you anywhere near my Alpha again.” Her eyes bored into mine. “From now on, you’re confined to kitchen duties. You will not step foot near the main pack house unless I say otherwise. Am I clear?” I nodded violently, tears blurring my vision. “Yes… yes, Luna,” I choked out. She shoved me away, her wolf receding as quickly as it had appeared. She turned to Gwen. “Make sure she’s removed from the main house today.” “Yes, Luna.” And just like that, they were gone. I almost collapsed where I stood. The sob tore out of me before I could stop it. My body shook as fear, humiliation, and despair crashed over me all at once. Lady Ruby was ruthless. Every slave knew it. We’d witnessed her destroy Alpha Louise’s mistresses without pity. And now she sees me as a threat to her marriage. “Oh Goddess..” To think that this wasn’t even the worst part. My hands trembled as I pressed them to my stomach. I’m Pregnant. If word spreads… if Lady Ruby catches wind of it.. she might think the child is Alpha Louise’s… Oh Goddess.. I'm done for. She would not hesitate to kill me. And the baby. I sucked in a shaky breath and forced myself to stand. I have to fix this… I need to find out how I'm pregnant and whose child I'm carrying. And to do this I have to return back to that Clinic.. That is the only place I might find the answers that could save my life.Naya’s POVI stopped just outside my bedroom door, my hand resting on the handle as Nikolas’s words continued to echo in my mind.Never.The elders wanted Zane to negotiate with Valkyra and Katherine.The very thought made my blood boil.I had barely gathered my thoughts when the sound of another door opening made me pause. Instinctively, I turned my head toward the hallway.Zane stepped out of his room.I blinked in surprise.He looked… composed.Gone was the feverish man curled up in the dark corner of his destroyed room. His hair was still slightly messy from sleep, and there was a lingering exhaustion around his eyes, but his posture was straight and controlled, his expression carefully blank.How was he awake already?It hadn’t even been an hour since I’d left him sleeping.Frowning, I walked toward him.“Why are you up already?” I asked as I stopped in front of him.He looked down at me, and for a brief moment, something softened in his gaze before he answered, “I had a weird dr
Naya’s POVNikolas didn’t even look convinced when I asked him where the elders were.“The council hall,” he said after a beat, like he already regretted answering.“Take me there,” I said immediately.His brows pulled together. “Shouldn’t we tell Zane first? He just.. he just slept. He needs rest after..”“No.” The word came out sharper than I intended, but I didn’t soften it. “He shouldn’t be disturbed. Not for this.”Nikolas hesitated long enough for me to see the war in his eyes. Loyalty to Zane on one side. Something else, maybe instinct, maybe respect for me.. on the other. Finally, he exhaled.“Fine. But if this goes wrong..”“It already is going wrong,” I cut in, and stepped past him.The corridors of the pack house felt longer than usual, like the walls themselves were aware of what was coming. Every step I took echoed in my chest louder than on the floor. By the time we reached the council hall doors, my pulse had settled into something steady. Controlled. Dangerous.Nikolas
Naya’s POVI stopped short in front of Zane’s door.For a second, I considered turning back.My hand hovered over the handle as doubt crept into my chest. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea. Maybe he needed space. Maybe after everything that had happened, I was the last person he wanted to see. But when I looked down the hallway toward my own room, I found Winnie standing at the doorway with a gentle smile on her face. She didn’t say anything. She simply nodded, as though she knew exactly what I was planning to do, and somehow, that small gesture became the strength I needed.Without allowing myself another chance to retreat, I pushed the door open and stepped inside.I stopped in horror.Almighty Goddess.Zane’s room was trashed.Broken glass glittered across the floor near the fireplace, books lay scattered everywhere, the curtains had been half-ripped from their rods, and furniture sat crooked as though a storm had torn through the room. My gaze swept across the destruction before final
Naya’s POVThe room felt strangely quiet.Too quiet.I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at nothing while my thoughts chased each other in endless circles.Across from me, Nikolas sat comfortably in a chair with Arthur cradled securely in his arms. My son looked peaceful, completely unaware of the chaos that seemed determined to surround his life from the very moment he entered this world.A small smile touched my lips.Arthur.My beautiful boy.Then the smile faded.Because despite having my son close by, despite knowing he was safe, despite being back inside Moonveil…I couldn’t stop thinking about Zane.The thought alone frustrated me.I had spent weeks trying to convince myself to stay away from him.Trying to bury my feelings.Trying to remember everything I had learned.Everything I had discovered about our both families.Yet somehow… My heart still worried for him.With an irritated sigh, I pushed myself off the bed and began pacing.One end of the room then back, I repeated
Zane’s POVThe moment the guard said it..“She took High Priest Frostveil’s body…”The words didn’t just land, it struck hardFor a second… everything inside me went still.Then everything hit at once. From the implications to the insult and then the message.My jaw clenched so tight it hurt.This wasn’t just theft, nor was it just defiance, this was war.Because without the High Priest’s body… There would be no burial, no sacred rites, no transition, not even a new High Priest could be seated.Moonveil would be left vulnerable, spiritually, politically… completely exposed.And worse..They had done it inside my own territory, inside my pack and under my watch.My guards… slaughtered. My authority… mocked. My reign… challenged.A slow, dangerous breath left my lungs.No one had ever dared something like this.Not while I ruled.And lived to tell the tale.Valkyra…Katherine…They hadn’t just crossed a line.They had burned it to the ground.But even then… Something didn’t sit right.Be
Zane’s POV“What’s the meaning of this?”My voice came out sharp, controlled but the anger beneath it was anything but.Elder Fenrir stood directly in front of me, unmoving, his aged eyes locked onto mine like he had been waiting for this moment.And yet… He said nothing.Not a single word.That silence alone was enough to set something off inside me.Before I could press further…“The court room. Now, Alpha.”The voice cut in from the side.Elder Silas.I turned slowly toward him, my jaw tightening.“No… let’s…”“You will come with us.”His tone wasn’t loud.But it carried authority.The kind that challenged mine.“You might be the Alpha,” Silas continued, stepping forward slightly, his staff hitting the ground with a dull echo, “but we are the Elders of Moonveil… the keepers of its laws… and the guardians of its sacred ways.”A pause.His eyes hardened.“We can sanction the Alpha… and nothing would happen.”The words hung in the air like a threat wrapped in tradition.For a second…
Naya’s POV The steam from my shower still lingered in the room when I stepped out, wrapping a towel tightly around my body. My hair dripped down my back in dark strands, water trailing slowly over my shoulders. For a moment, everything felt calm. Quiet. Like maybe I could pretend the duel wasn’
Zane’s POV Valkyra looked pleased with herself. That smug, satisfied curve of her lips as the chamber buzzed around her made something dark coil in my chest. She thought she had already won. I didn’t bother addressing her. Not now. Not when Naya had just volunteered herself for slaughter. Wi
Zane’s POVI had been restless since dawn.Not the normal kind of restless that came with being Alpha.This was different. It was as if I could feel something was about to go very wrong.My wolf had paced inside me all morning, unsettled, growling without reason.And walking into this council court
Naya’s POVThe moment he turned and headed for me..I reached for his hand.My fingers stretched forward.But I missed his hand by inches.Just inches.And he dashed past me.But that tiny distance felt like a canyon opening inside my chest.It felt like something ripped.Like something I didn’t ev







