Chapter Four – A Cold Alpha
Zarina’s POV When I woke up, my head hurt. My body felt sore, and for a moment, I didn’t understand why. Then, I realized I wasn’t in the forest anymore. I was in a room, lying on a bed. And I wasn’t alone. I turned my head and saw him—Asher. The man I met last night. The man I had slept with. My heart started beating fast. No. No. No. I sat up quickly, pulling the blanket over my chest. What had I done? How could I have been so careless? I didn’t even know this man! I wanted to scream, but before I could react, Asher moved. He opened his eyes, and instantly, everything about him changed. Last night, he had looked tired but kind. Now, his golden eyes were cold, emotionless. He sat up and looked at me like I was a problem he needed to deal with. Then, the first thing he said made my whole body freeze. “As the Alpha of this pack, I can’t be seen sleeping with just anyone. What do you want in return to keep quiet?” I blinked. My heart dropped. “What?” My voice came out weak. He sighed, rubbing his forehead. “I don’t like repeating myself. What do you want?” I couldn’t believe it. Was that all this was to him? A mistake? A problem to solve? I swallowed hard, forcing myself to stay calm. “I don’t want anything from you,” I said quietly. Asher stared at me for a long time, as if he didn’t believe me. Then he nodded. “Good. Then leave.” Leave. I felt my chest tighten. I didn’t know why, but hearing him say that made me feel worse. Like I was nothing. I had already been rejected once. And now, this man wanted to throw me away too? I gritted my teeth and was about to get out of bed when he suddenly spoke again. “Wait.” I looked at him, confused. He exhaled, staring at me like he was thinking about something important. “You helped heal my leg last night,” he said. “I should return the favor.” I frowned. “What do you mean?” His eyes darkened. “I need a mate. A fake one. Since you have nowhere to go, you can stay here and pretend to be mine.” I froze. Did I hear him correctly? “You want me to pretend to be your mate?” I asked, my voice shaking. “Yes.” His tone was firm. “It will be safer for you. Instead of wandering around like a lost pup, you’ll stay here.” I stared at him. He looked serious. Too serious. I didn’t know what to say. Last night, I had nothing. No pack, no home, no one to turn to. And now, this man—this cold Alpha—was offering me a place to stay. But there was something about him that scared me. He wasn’t like Kael. Kael had been cruel, but his cruelty was obvious. Asher was different. His coldness wasn’t loud. It was quiet. Dangerous. I swallowed hard and looked at him. “How do I know I’m safe with you?” Asher’s lips twitched slightly, but it wasn’t a smile. “You’re safe from others,” he said. “No one will touch you. No one will hurt you.” Then he leaned in slightly, his golden eyes staring deep into mine. “But from me?” He paused. “I don’t know.” A chill ran down my spine. I should have left. I should have run. But where would I go? I took a deep breath and nodded. “Okay.” I had no choiceChapter Five : Decision Regretted Kael’s POV I sat on the Alpha’s seat, my fingers clenching the wooden armrests as I listened to the news that made my blood run cold. “The battle must be redone,” the Head Elder announced, his voice deep and unwavering. “I was not present during the last fight, and now we have reason to believe that Darius was weakened by outside interference.” I felt my stomach drop. My hands turned clammy, and I struggled to keep my breathing steady. “A… a rematch?” I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. “Yes,” the Head Elder said firmly. “The battle will take place in three days. This time, no interference. The true Alpha will be decided in front of the entire pack.” I wanted to protest, to say I was already named Alpha, but I couldn’t. The Alpha Seal—the final mark that would make my leadership unquestionable—had not yet been given to me. Without it, my title was nothing but a word. I swallowed hard, trying to think of a way out, but there wa
Chapter Six : A Warrior Asher’s POV The training grounds were filled with warriors practicing their moves. Some sparred in pairs, their bodies moving fast as they dodged and struck. Others stood in groups, watching and learning. The air was thick with sweat, dust, and determination. I stood at the edge, arms crossed, observing everything. As the Alpha, I had to make sure my warriors were strong. If they were weak, the pack would be weak. And weakness was something I would never allow. My eyes swept over the warriors until I noticed someone struggling. An omega. She was smaller than the others, her movements sloppy and weak. She threw punches, but they barely landed. Each time she was knocked down, she got up again, but her frustration was clear. The warriors around her muttered among themselves, shaking their heads. I was about to turn away. Some wolves just weren’t meant to fight. But then Zarina moved. She had been standing nearby, watching. Now, she stepped forwar
Chapter Seven : Find Her Kael’s POV I sat in my chamber, my fingers clenched so tightly that my nails dug into my palms. The room was dimly lit, the heavy curtains drawn shut, but I could still hear the voices outside. My warriors. My pack. They were trying to reassure me. “Alpha, you don’t have to worry,” one of them said. “You won the last fight. You can do it again.” “Yes, Alpha,” another added. “Darius was weak then, and he’s still weak now. Be rest assured that the seal would be given to you even if they had to do countless times” I wanted to believe them. I wanted to hold onto their blind faith in me. But I couldn’t. Because I knew the truth. Darius wasn’t weak. The only reason I had won that fight was because he had been drugged. And now, the truth had come out. The head elder had returned, and he wasn’t pleased. He had ordered the battle to be redone. This time, in his presence. And this time, Darius would be at full strength. I could already imagine it—his
Chapter EightChapter Eight: The ContractZarina’s POVMy fingers tightened around the bathroom door handle, my body aching for a moment of peace. The exhaustion from the past few days weighed heavily on me. A long, hot bath—that was all I needed. Just a little time to forget everything, to escape, even if only for a while.But just as I was about to step inside, the door to the bedroom creaked open.My entire body tensed.I turned sharply, already knowing who it was. “Asher,” I snapped.He stood there, leaning against the doorframe, his tall frame filling the space. His skin was still damp from a shower, water droplets sliding down his toned chest, disappearing beneath the towel slung low around his hips. His muscles were carved, powerful, a silent display of dominance.A shiver ran down my spine.I tore my gaze away, my cheeks burning.“Knock next time,” I muttered, gripping the door handle tighter.His lips curled slightly, but there was no amusement in his eyes. “Knock?” He steppe
Chapter Nine: The Contractor And The ContracteeZarina’s POVMy hands still shook as I passed the signed contract to Asher. The paper felt heavier than it should. It wasn’t just ink on a page—it was my fate, my future. Asher took it without a word, folding it neatly, his dark eyes never leaving mine.For a moment, the silence between us was suffocating. My heart pounded, and I could feel the tension building in the air. It was the calm before the storm.Then, Asher’s voice broke the silence, low and firm, his words like a command. “The contractee must satisfy the contractor,” he said, his gaze piercing through me.My breath caught. I knew exactly what he meant. I felt the blood rush to my face. My body tensed as I stood there, frozen in place.I wanted to scream at him, to tell him I would never do what he was asking, but I knew better. He wasn’t the kind of man who took no for an answer.His gaze hardened as he took a step closer. “Take off your clothes,” he ordered, his voice cool,
Chapter Ten: Tension and DesireZarina’s POVI woke up with a start. My heart raced as I realized I wasn’t alone. The warmth of someone’s body surrounded me. I blinked, trying to adjust to the dim light of the room. It took a moment for everything to come back to me—the contract, the strange and powerful bond between me and Asher, the alpha I’d never asked for.As I shifted slightly, I felt his arm around me, holding me close. My breath caught in my throat. I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t be feeling this way. But his touch was comforting in a strange, confusing way.I quickly tried to slip away from his embrace, but just as I moved, his arm tightened around me, pulling me back. I froze, my heart pounding. He stirred, his eyes still closed, but his voice was soft and low, “Where do you think you’re going?”“I—I’m sorry,” I stammered, trying to free myself. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”Asher didn’t let go. His grip on me was strong, possessive, and I couldn’t help but feel a strange ki
Chapter Eleven: Not One of ThemZarina’s POVI sat on the edge of the bed, brushing my hair with slow, shaky hands. The morning light was soft, slipping through the curtains like a quiet whisper. My heart felt heavy for reasons I couldn’t explain. Last night had shaken me. The way Asher held me. The way his voice softened when he asked about my past. The way he looked at me like I was something more than just a name on a contract.A soft knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts.“Asher?” I asked quietly.He opened the door without waiting for permission. He always did that—like this room was his too, like I was his.He looked different today. Still sharp. Still strong. But his eyes held something I couldn’t name. Guilt, maybe. Or fear.“I wanted to see you,” he said.My heart skipped. “Is everything okay?”He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he came closer and sat beside me. I tensed, unsure. But then his hand found mine—warm, steady.“You looked upset last night,” he said softl
Chapter Twelve: Don’t Touch Me If You’ll Let Me BreakZarina’s POVI didn’t run.I walked—slow, quiet, broken—until I reached the room. And then I closed the door behind me and leaned against it, staring into the empty silence.I didn’t cry at first.I just stood there, trying to breathe through the heaviness in my chest. My hands shook as I reached up to untie my hair. My fingers failed me. I gave up. I sat on the edge of the bed like my bones couldn’t carry me anymore.Everything they said kept replaying in my head.“What’s your family name, dear?”“Her kind can’t lead packs, you know that.”“Are you sure about this girl?”I bit my lip to stop it from trembling. But it didn’t work. The tears slipped out anyway.Why did it hurt so much?I never expected them to love me. I never thought they’d hug me or say I was perfect for their son. But I didn’t expect to feel so… unwanted. Like I didn’t even deserve to stand in the same room.And him.Asher.He stood there, silent. He didn’t fight
Chapter Title: The Weight of LeadershipThe moon was low in the sky, casting a pale light over the packhouse. Inside, the air buzzed with tension. I sat by myself in my study, the weight of what had occurred during the day oppressing me.The elders were gone, their words lingering within me. The Red Moon Pack was cutting all ties with us. No further supplies. No trade. It was all due to the choice I had made to be with Zarina. I drew a hand over my hair, irritation welling up within. Had I erred? Would I have done better with Cara? Would keeping the peace been better that way? The very thought plagued me.And yet I thought about Zarina's tear-streaked face, her silence, her unwaivering belief in me. She was my companion. She had given birth to our pups. She was the future of the pack.The elders, though, did not view it so. They saw her as danger, as a vulnerability. They saw her as the reason that the pack failed.I leapt up, pacing the room. The pressure in my chest was too much to
Chapter 87: The Breaking PointZarina’s PovI sat in the quiet room of the pack house, my mind swirling with thoughts I couldn’t escape. The weight of everything happening around me—everything that had changed in our lives—was becoming unbearable. The constant tension, the constant pressure. I could feel myself unraveling.Asher and I had gotten this far, but with everything that had happened with Cara, the elders, and the pack… I didn't know how I could continue to live like this. I had tried to be strong for him, for the children, but my heart ached. The stress was more than I could manage.I knew Asher would do all he could to protect me and the children, but would it be enough in the end? I was torn between clinging to the life that I had with him and the fear that the chaos would never leave.And then the solution hit me, so forcefully it shook me to my foundations. If sex with Cara would harmonize the pack, then maybe Asher should just go and do it.I felt sick to my stomach jus
Chapter 86: The pack future Asher's POVI was in my office, my hands clenched tightly around a tumbler of whiskey, my head spinning with all that was happening of late. It had been a long day, one full of tension, puzzlement, and the overpowering desire to protect what was mine. Zarina seethed, perplexed by everything, and I had not the least idea of what to tell her that would make it better. Every day was a battle, but the war had not yet begun properly.Then my phone rang, shattering my daydreaming. The screen lit up with my mother's name, and for an instant, my heart skipped a beat. I had not spoken to her for some time. I had no idea what this call would be about, but I didn't have to guess very hard to figure that it wouldn't be something straightforward.I sighed and answered the call, trying to conceal my emotions."Yes, Mother?" My voice was level, but the constriction in my chest betrayed me."Asher, I need to talk to you," my mother stated sternly, but I sensed a quiver of
Chapter 85: Asher's ChoiceI walked in the night, my brain foggy, and my heart heavy. The weight of the day, the pack's need, and the pain of it all happening around me had started to strangle me. I considered everything Cara and I had been through at that moment. Her family pressure, the needs of the pack, and my choices.But the more I dwelled on it, the more I couldn't get the image of Zarina and the babies out of my head. The way they regarded me, the way Zarina smiled, the way the children depended on me for everything. The idea of giving that up, of taking Cara, it didn't sit right. Each time I tried to envision it, the only thing that popped into my mind was Zarina's face, her warmth, and how everything felt complete when we were together.I stopped on the trail, where moonlight filtered through leaves at the edge of the woods. It was quiet. Too quiet.Cara.Her face seemed to flash through my mind, the soft, honeyed tone she always had, her elegant hands, yet even with all of
Chapter 84 : The BattlesAsher's POVThe day had been long. Tension was thick in the packhouse, and my mind continued to spin with it all—Zarina's battle, Cara's machinations, the threats on the horizon. I had promised Zarina that I would always be there to protect her, and yet it felt like I was failing her. There was so much beyond my control, so much that I did not understand, and all I wanted to do was keep her and our children safe.I rested against the side of the bed, the weight of the day weighing on my shoulders. My eyes wandered to Zarina, who was lying there with our triplets. They were wrapped in warm blankets, their tiny bodies curled up against her. The peaceful sight of them all curled up together was the only solace in the midst of chaos.Zarina was exhausted too. She had been through so much recently, attempting to assist me, attempting to keep our family intact while the world around us seemed to crumble. I could see the characteristic signs of her fatigue—the faint
Chapter 83: The FearAsher's POVThe moon sat high above the woods, casting a white, ethereal light on the ground ahead of me. My heart was racing, but it wasn't because of the hunt or the dangers of the night; it was because of her.Zarina.I couldn't help but fret. She'd slipped out without warning me where she was heading, without so much as a whisper. As soon as I realized she wasn't there anymore, my heart hit the ground. I rationalized that she must be all right, perhaps needed some solitude, but the apprehension gripped me like an open sore.I needed to locate her.I screamed out her name, my voice echoing into the dense, black woods. But the silence that met my scream only made me more nervous. I struggled through the dense trees, my head racing. What if she was hurt? What if she was in danger? The thought of her being hurt, alone out there, made my chest tighten.Then, there—beneath a giant oak tree, I saw her.Zarina was curled on the ground, shaking, her face smeared with t
Chapter 82: The Choice Zarina's POVI woke before dawn that day and slipped quietly out of bed, trying not to rouse Asher. His steady breathing beside me was comforting, but I knew I couldn't stay. I had to do this on my own. I had to go get the supplies—medicine and rice burn—anything I could do to help. The pack needed it, and I knew I couldn't rely on anyone but myself.As quietly as I could, I grabbed a small bag, filled it with what I would need along the way, and crept towards the door. The house was still, no one stirred. But as I stepped out into the cold morning air, a knot formed in my chest. Ahead of me lay the forest, dark and silent, and a sense of dread crawled up my back. But I had no choice. The pack needed me.I tried to walk softly as I made my way deeper into the woods, away from the packhouse. The trees seemed to close in around me as the woods swallowed me whole. The scent of wet earth and pine was thick in the air, and the silence was oppressive. Still, I presse
Chapter: Asher and Zarina’s Unspoken FearsI woke to the soft sound of breathing beside me. It was early, and the world outside was shrouded in a quiet morning mist. I rolled over to see Zarina sleeping, her face serene and peaceful. The night had been thick with a weight that I could not shake off, and now the morning felt almost too quiet by comparison.My mind was racing with thoughts of the Red Moon Pack, the threat looming over us, and the stakes. I couldn't allow them to destroy us. I couldn't have my pack injured, but above all, I couldn't lose Zarina.Our bond grew stronger with each passing day, much to her reservations. The healer's words echoed in my mind — the children might not be mine, but I didn't care. I loved them and I loved her, more than she knew herself. But I didn't know how to console her.I smoothed her hair back from her face, my hands on her soft skin. She moved, her eyelids opening, and I could see the fear in them before she had even said anything."You're
Chapter 8 0: In His Arms, I Found PeaceZarina's POVI couldn't breathe.Not because of thin air, but because whatever had been piling up inside me had suffocated me. The Red Moon Pack cutting off our provisions was the grapevine buzz all over town. Folks whispered it in small groups. I'd seen the fear, anger, blame, earlier on the elders' faces—now it was in everyone's eyes: I knew they were thinking of me.I sat by the window, watching the darkness engulf the sky. My babies were asleep, their little chests rising and falling in a smooth motion. Peace didn't live within my heart this night, however.What if all of this was my fault?What if, staying within this pack, I had brought misfortune upon everyone? The sacrifices first, then the elders attacking Asher, and now this…Tears slipped down my cheeks unnoticed. I hated this. I hated being helpless. I hated being a burden to the man I loved and to the children we had brought into the world.I had to talk to him.I got up, tied my sh