LOGINNaya’s POV
My palms were slick with sweat by the time I reached the clinic desk. “I… I need to see Doctor Claire,” I said quietly. The nurse barely glanced up at first. “Name please?” “Naya,” I replied. “Naya Rowenfall.” Her head snapped up. Her eyes widened. For a heartbeat, she just stared at me like she was seeing a ghost. “T-the doctor is in her office,” she said quickly, standing halfway from her seat. “She’s… been expecting you.” My stomach dropped. “Expecting me?” I echoed. “Why?” The nurse swallowed. “Doctor Claire will explain better.” That was all she said before returning to her work. No comfort. No reassurance. Just that. I nodded stiffly and turned away, my legs already trembling as I walked down the hallway. Every step felt heavier than the last. The corridor stretched too long, the silence pressing in around me. What was going on? I stopped in front of the door marked “Resident Doctor.” My hand hovered in the air. If I walked in there, denial would die. But denial was a luxury I couldn’t afford… not with my life at stake. Living in denial would mean suicide. I knocked. No answer. I pushed the door open. Doctor Claire sat behind her desk. She smiled when she saw me but it wasn’t warm. It was strained. Tired. Fear sat heavy in her eyes, barely masked. Her office looked… wrong. Drawers half open. Papers scattered. A lamp knocked askew like someone had searched the place in a hurry. “Miss Naya, come on in” she said softly. “Please… sit.” I did. My knees bounced uncontrollably as I folded my hands together in my lap. “I was here six weeks ago,” I began quickly, not giving myself time to lose courage. “For a Pap smear examination.” She nodded. “I was told this morning by a healer from my pack that I’m pregnant.” I let out an awkward laugh. “Funny, right? Because I’m still a virgin. So unless there’s another explanation, I believe the test is wrong.” My laughter died in the silence. Doctor Claire adjusted herself in her chair. Leaned forward. Exhaled slowly. “Miss Naya,” she said, voice trembling despite her effort to keep it steady, “I’m afraid the result is accurate.” The room tilted. My legs stopped shaking, only because they’d gone numb. I stared at her. Then I laughed again, breathless and hollow. “Doctor, This isn’t funny anymore, I just told you I’m a virgin. I’ve never been with anyone.” She dropped her gaze. “I wish it was a joke,” she whispered. My chest tightened painfully. “I… I made a mistake,” she continued. “A terrible one.” She clasped her hands together, fingers trembling. “There were two patients scheduled that day. You… and another woman. Nai.” She swallowed. “The files were mistakenly switched.” My ears rang. “She had been screened and approved,” the doctor continued, her voice shaking now. “She was contracted to be Alpha Zane’s surrogate.” My stomach dropped. “And you?” she whispered. “You were supposed to undergo a Pap smear examination same day.” I stared at her, numb. “I… I mistakenly inseminated you instead.” The words slammed into me like a physical blow. Inseminated. That was it… The sharp pain. The word implantation I hadn’t understood then. “Oh, Goddess,” I breathed. “No…” I whispered, shaking my head violently. “No, no, no… this can’t be happening.” Tears burned my eyes as panic consumed me. “I’m just a slave,” I cried. “I belong to Mystic Falls royal family. If they find out I’m pregnant, my masters will have my head. You don’t understand…” “I do understand,” she said quickly, reaching for me. I recoiled. “Then fix it!” I sobbed. “Please! You have to fix it! I can’t carry this child… please.. just.. just abort it!” The word hung in the air. Her face drained of color. Before she could respond… The door slammed open. “Who dares threaten the heir of Moonveil?” The voice was cold. Commanding. Absolute. My heart plummeted into my stomach. Slowly, I turned. And there he stood like something carved from myth. My heart began to beat uncontrollably. He looked like a God… Clean-shaved. Low-cut hair. Hazel eyes sharp enough to cut through bone. A body built like a god of war.. broad shoulders, lethal calm, power rolling off him in suffocating waves. A screech echoed in my head. “Heir of Moonveil.” My blood ran ice cold. If this child is Moonveil’s heir… Then the man before me could only be… ALPHA ZANE! The ruthless Alpha who murdered his own father just to become Alpha. The Alpha who razed packs to the ground without mercy. The Alpha whose name was whispered in fear. “What the fuck…” my mind whispered. He stepped closer. “Is this the one carrying my heir?” he asked. My body shook. “Yes, Alpha,” Doctor Claire muttered behind me. His gaze never left me. “So! You are Naya,” he said. Hearing my name on his lips did so many wrong things to my insides. My stomach green flutters and my cheek flushed on its own. I nodded. He leaned in. I froze. He inhaled deeply. Then straightened. “Anyways, I have no need for you,” he said coldly. “All I need is my child.” My eyes widened.. wait… what? was he going to kill me? My legs gave out. I collapsed to my knees. “Please!” I sobbed. “Please, Alpha… spare me!” He ignored me. “I hear you are a Thornton slave,” he continued calmly. “No Ashfang blood will be raised in a traitor's land… You will return to Mystic Falls, gather your belongings, and return here before noon tomorrow. I will come for you.” He turned to Doctor Claire. “Ensure everything is in order before my arrival.” He didn’t give me a second glance he turned and bolted. Just like that. I collapsed onto the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. How fast had I moved from frying pan to fire. If I was scared of what Lady Ruby would do to me if she found out I was pregnant, I cannot imagine what Alpha Louise would do if he finds out I’m carrying Alpha Zane Ashfang’s Blood. Death waited on every path. “I’m so sorry, Naya,” Doctor Claire whispered behind me. I grabbed her hand desperately. “Please help me. Please… you have to abort this child, I can’t….” She shook her head violently. “If that child so much as bleeds,” she whispered, “Alpha Zane will kill every person in this clinic. Please Naya, do this for us all” My hand flew to my stomach. In that moment of panic something stirred. I felt movement and I knew it was the pup. This child… It hadn’t done anything wrong. It’s only offense was carrying a monster’s blood Could I sit and let this child grow up in blood and war? Of course not. Besides, this child is mine too I slowly stood. I couldn’t sit and let these people decide my fate, i have to at least try to save myself and save this child growing inside me. “There’s only one way out,” I thought. “I have to run….” I mumbled Doctor Claire leaned forward. “What did you say?” I didn’t say a word. I simply walked out of the office. And out of the clinic. Into the approaching darkness. I didn’t know where I was going. But I knew one thing with absolute certainty I wasn’t returning to Mystic Falls nor was I going to Moonveil. I would keep this little one away from all you monsters. No matter the cost.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…
Zane’s POVThe guards swung the massive front doors open.I stepped into the packhouse.Nikolas was right behind me, already briefing me on everything I had missed while I’d been away handling my secret business.He was listing Border issues, trade routes, ally negotiations, Rogue threats and all t
Zane’s POV“Over my dead body, Zane!!!”Valkyra shot to her feet, her chair screeching loudly against the floor as tears flooded her eyes.Perfect.Exactly the reaction I had expected.She looked like a wounded puppy… betrayed, furious, humiliated.I gave a faint, almost bored smile.If she thought
Naya’s POVThe rage in her eyes was unmistakable.The moment Valkyra spoke, her voice sharp and filled with venom, every single gaze in the room snapped to me.I felt it.Curiosity.Disgust.Judgment.It hit me all at once, like being stripped naked in front of strangers.My throat tightened.I swa
Naya’s POVI barely recognized the girl staring back at me from the mirror.She looked… different.Not the frightened, bruised slave girl from Mystic Falls.Not the trembling runaway who had been dragged through tunnels and locked in a lavish cage.This girl looked… almost beautiful.My fingers tre







