LOGINELARA
Alpha Alaric moved again. This time, he walked slow as if deliberately delaying the imminent attack he planned.
But this delay became his biggest mistake. Lucien was back on his feet and moving towards him.
I barely saw Lucien move.
One second, Alaric stood there—focused on Stephanie, his attention split—and the next, Lucien lunged. His fist connected with the side of Alaric’s head with a sickening crack.
The force of it sent Alaric stumbling sideways.
But Lucien didn’t stop.
He struck again—faster, harder—his Alpha strength pouring into every blow.
A brutal hit to the ribs. Another to the jaw. The ground beneath them trembled as Alaric was driven backward, his body slamming into another tree.
Alaric tried to retaliate. I saw it in the slight shift of his arm, the tightening of his muscles—but the blood flowing from his veins slowed him.
It had to be the curse working. Alaric couldn’t heal.
Lucien landed another powerful kick to Alaric’s chest and his body went limp. Something had cracked under the blow this time. Alaric collapsed to the ground with a heavy thud.
My breath hitched.
“ See? ” Stephanie’s voice cut through the silence, light and almost amused.
She stepped forward, brushing invisible dust off her arm as if this was nothing more than entertainment. “ I told you, Lucien. ”
Lucien rolled his shoulders, exhaling sharply, though I could see the faint tension still lingering in his stance.
Stephanie tilted her head, looking down at Alaric’s unconscious body.
“ He is such a fool. It’s the blood moon tonight. He is already weak, and he thought he could fight you this day. ” A small, cruel smile curved her lips.
She crouched slightly, nudging Alaric’s shoulder with the tip of her shoe. He didn’t respond.
“ He won’t heal. ” She added, almost lazily. “ Let’s leave him for dead. No need to kill him and get a defenseless Alpha’s blood on your hands. ”
Lucien let out a low chuckle, dark and satisfied. “ Perfect timing. ”
Something inside me twisted violently.
I looked at Alaric—this terrifying, powerful Alpha who had appeared like a storm—and now lay completely still on the forest floor.
And then I looked at Lucien.
At the man who was supposed to be my mate.
My protector.
My everything.
But the way he stared at Alaric now… the way his lips curved with cold calculation—
I didn’t recognize him.
Suddenly, Lucien’s gaze shifted towards where I was standing in the dark. I hid my body behind the tree without a moment’s delay.
He couldn’t smell me. I had no scent. He couldn’t hear me either. I had drunk a protective potion before coming here.
But he could see me.
And I couldn’t let him. Or I was going to die the same way as Alaric.
My hands trembled around the basket’s handle. I pressed my forehead to the tree, my breath coming out shallow.
“ Lucien, now that Alaric is dying here, I can’t go back to my Pack. ” I could still hear Stephanie talking. “ I don’t care what you tell that bitch. You are taking me back with you. That’s final. ”
“ Oh come on, darling! Why did you even think I would leave you here alone? ” Lucien chuckled and said sweetly. “ You are coming with me. For the time being, I will just keep you in the outhouse and tell Elara that you are a refugee, seeking a place in our Pack. Then, like a fool, she will be serving you to make you feel at home. ”
My eyes burned as I closed them. Yes, he was right.
I would have tried to be kind to a lonely girl who wanted a place in our Pack. But I didn’t know that’s how they viewed my kindness.
“ Yes! Thank Goddess, Lucien! I am so excited. ” She yelled happily. “ let’s just go. I can’t wait to become a part of our Pack. ”
I stood still in the darkness while they began walking, making their way back to their new home.
My heart broke into pieces right there. I held the basket tightly as if that grip was the only thing keeping me breathing, keeping me standing on my feet.
When I could no longer hear them, I opened my eyes and stepped out from behind the tree. My heartbeat was still irregular, and my hands were still shaking.
Suddenly, a groan echoed in the darkness. I looked towards the enemy Alpha on the ground.
Before I could understand what I was doing, I was already walking towards him. Judging by what I saw, Stephanie must be to him what Lucien was to me.
He must have felt the same agonizing pain I felt. The pain of seeing your trust shatter right in front of your eyes, and being helpless to do anything about it.
I loomed over his limp body. Blood covered his face, making me unable to see his features. But our shared pain was pulling me to him.
I watched as he groaned. Blood poured out from his head and his side. Slowly, it slid closer and closer until it was touching the tip of my shoe.
An Alpha was dying at my feet. He was the one enemy that terrorized our Pack despite having fallen weak to the curse like all other Packs.
Everyone praised his intelligence, his strategy, his compassion for his Pack.
But he was dying today because, unlike me, he couldn’t let go of those who wronged him.
“ Just this time. ” I whispered to him, to myself.
Crouching close to him, I put my basket down and grabbed a knife placed inside. I brought it to my palm and pressed it against my skin until blood flowed freely.
I pushed my hand close to his lips and watched as a few drops fell into his mouth.
“ Now, you have my blood. You will live— ” I trailed off. “ Alpha Alaric. Everyone I don’t love gets life from me. You get life, too. ”
Lightning struck the sky again, illuminating everything for a moment. His eyes snapped open, meeting my lowered gaze.
I gasped, seeing the gold in his eyes. My body froze, my palm still pressed to his lips. His hand shot up and grabbed my wrist.
A zap of current ran up my hand, my arm, hitting my chest. I shuddered, my breath hitching.
Just when the gold in his eyes glowed brighter, a group of fireflies flew close to us. The flickering lights, his glowing gold eyes, and the storm rumbling above us made the moment feel unreal…like the world itself had paused to watch.
Something was shifting in the air. His touch felt electric.
“ You… ” He croaked, his lip moving just slightly.
“ Alpha! ” A shout sounded from behind me, breaking the moment.
I snatched my hand free and jumped to my feet. His men were here. I had to go.
I turned and ran in the opposite direction. He would live. His men had found him, and they would bring him back to their Pack.
But me?
What was I supposed to do?
My blood rushed to my head as I ran without looking back. But a sudden thought had me slowing down.
I had left the herbs behind. Those herbs are the only thing extending Lily’s life. If she didn’t get the herbs tonight, she might not make it. She might—
Something slammed into me. The force threw me back. Ripples of pain exploded throughout my body. And before I could even scream, a foot came down hard on my head.
Everything went dark.
ELARAI always wondered what the first memory of a person could be.As people grew up, they didn’t have memories of when they were newborns or even toddlers. But the long book of memories had to have a beginning, right?Today, I was watching that beginning.The first memory was supposed to be a person, or the memory of happiness, delight, or joy.But my first memory was of despair—Pure, unadulterated despair.It was the memory of pain, and screams, and tears. It was like my blood was boiling from inside, and my small body was convulsing on the floor as I screamed to be free from the agony.“ How can you punish a child? ” A woman was shouting beside me in the darkness of the room.Through my tears, I saw her face lifted towards the ceiling, as if she was trying to see something beyond it.“ How can you punish a child?! ” She was screaming, equally as hard as me.Another whimper escaped my mouth when the blood in my veins kept heating up, until my skin broke and blood started flowing fr
ELARA“I am tired of people deciding what I should know and what I should not know,” I whispered, my voice barely carrying across the room. Devon's expression softened slightly as he watched me. “Knowing everything is not always worth the price. ”He was not trying to frighten me anymore. He was genuinely warning me, and somehow that made the decision even harder. If Devon, who had every reason to want answers about me, was telling me to stop, then perhaps there really was something dangerous waiting behind those memories.“Maybe not.” I slowly rose from my spot, my legs still slightly unsteady beneath me. “But not knowing has already cost me enough. I need to know what really happened, Devon. I need to know who I was before everyone decided that I was better off forgetting.”He took a step toward me, his brows drawing together as though he could already see the choice I was about to make. “Elara—” “I need to know,” I repeated, more firmly this time.My gaze dropped toward the small
ELARAWe walked through several long hallways before reaching the same double doors I had entered earlier. The guards opened them as soon as they saw Devon beside me.The King was sitting exactly where I had seen him before. He looked up from the papers in front of him.“I heard there was some excitement in the east corridor.” His lips curled into a vicious smirk. “One of your people attacked her.” Devon's voice was hard.The King looked at me. “And I assume he is no longer a problem.”“No.” Devon replied. “He is not.”A small smile appeared on the King's face. “Good.”He looked back at me. “Sit, Elara. We have more to discuss.”This time, I obeyed. I lowered myself into the chair on the other side of the table, but I couldn't relax. My body was still tense after what had happened in the hallway, and every few seconds my fingers moved toward my throat without me even realizing it. The bruises left by the vampire were still sore, but somehow, that was no longer the thing bothering me
ELARAI threw myself sideways, my shoulder hitting the stone wall so hard that pain shot through my arm. I barely managed to avoid his hand as it cut through the space where my throat had been only a second ago. My heart was pounding wildly, but I did not give myself time to panic. My eyes landed on the heavy candlestick sitting on a small table beside me, and I grabbed it before swinging it toward his head with everything I had.He caught my wrist before I could hit him. His fingers closed around me so tightly that I cried out, and the next thing I knew, my back slammed against the wall. The air rushed out of my lungs, leaving me gasping as he leaned closer. I kicked his knee as hard as I could, hoping it would be enough to make him let go.It was not. He barely moved.Fear rushed through me, but I refused to stop fighting. I twisted my wrist, scratched at his hand, and tried to push him away, but he was far too strong. His fingers suddenly moved from my wrist to my throat, closing a
ELARAI noticed it while washing my face at the small basin in the corner of the room. My fingers brushed against something raised on my skin just below my ear.At first, I thought it was a bruise left from the fight at the house. My whole body was still sore from everything that had happened, and another bruise would not have surprised me.I leaned closer to the mirror and tilted my head to get a better look. The moment I saw it properly, my entire body went still.It was not a bruise.A half moon with three stars was marked on my skin. It was dark and clear, and there was no way it could have appeared there by accident.I slowly touched it with my fingers, my heart beginning to beat faster as I realized what I was looking at.A mate mark.It was a mate mark on my neck.Alaric had marked me.I sat down hard on the edge of the bed because my legs suddenly felt too weak to hold me up. My hand stayed over the mark as if I could somehow hide it or make it disappear. But deep down, I alre
ALARICThe trees blurred past us in the dark, and none of it mattered. Not the branches whipping against my shoulders, not the warriors keeping pace on either side of me, not the ache still lingering deep in my ribs from the fight. All of it sat somewhere far behind the only thought that actually held any weight right now.They had her.Dale ran a few strides behind me, breathing hard but steady. Behind him, six more warriors moved in formation, weapons strapped tight, faces set in the same grim determination I imagined was carved into my own. None of them had said much since we left the Packhouse. There was not much left to say. We all understood exactly what we were walking into, and none of us particularly cared.I thought about the ribbon still folded into my pocket. I thought about the way she argued with me over things that should have terrified her into silence, the stubborn tilt of her chin whenever she refused to back down from something she believed in.I thought about the w
ElaraMy blood was pure magic.It could cure any curse in the world.Some said it was because I was a descendant of the Moon Goddess. Some said it was because I was simply blessed.But I knew the truth. It was a curse. Because my blood only cured the curses of people I didn’t love.Once I loved som
ELARAI was going with the flow, just letting this man drag me to his Alpha. As we neared the big mahogany double doors, my feet suddenly came to a slow halt.A strange scent hit me, taking over my mind, and making me sniff the air as if I was desperately trying to know where this scent was coming
ELARAMy head was pounding with a terrible headache. I groaned under my breath and pushed myself upright. The floor underneath me was so hard that it felt like the stones might dig into my flesh any moment.Still groaning in pain, I blinked open my eyes. It didn’t take much time to adjust my vision
ALARICPain was the first thing I felt.It crawled through my body slowly, like something alive—digging into my bones, wrapping around my ribs, pressing against my skull. Every breath burned. Every heartbeat felt wrong.But it was not unbearable. It didn’t feel like I was dying.Then, I felt the su







