A little bit of her new life
Scarlet’s POVAfter my therapy session today, I went to the temple. This place had become more than just a site of prayer for me. It was my sanctuary, my peace. I often stayed here for hours, sitting quietly on the stone steps, letting the soft murmurs of the temple grounds soothe the ache inside me. Sometimes, I volunteered to help the temple staff with chores. Slowly, the people here had become familiar, and their smiles made the loneliness bearable.Today was special as the temple was running a free kitchen for refugees from a neighbouring pack that had been devastated by war. Without a second thought, I rolled up my sleeves and helped. I stirred giant pots of stew, packed bundles of food, and handed warm meals to people who had lost everything. It was exhausting, but it filled something hollow inside me, even if just for a little while. By the time everything was cleaned up, the sun had begun to set. I sat on the cold stone steps of the temple, feeling the ache of the day's wo
Scarlet’s POVRed was awake now. That night, under the silver glow of the full moon, we finally ran together. It wasn't just a run, it was freedom. Red didn't go back to sleep after that, not like before. She stayed with me, alive and warm, talking to me in my mind throughout the day.When I told Elizabeth, I broke down crying in her lap. It was such big news for me, maybe the biggest since I was born. It gave me a new kind of strength, a fresh reason to fight even harder for myself.Since the day I embarrassed myself at the temple, I hadn’t seen Rome again. Thank the goddess. He used to come by to collect files, but after that disaster, I changed the door locks. There was no way I could face him again.With so much time on my hands, I turned to cleaning. Corner by corner, nook by nook, I scrubbed and dusted until the whole house gleamed. When that was done, I cooked. I ate. Still, the hours stretched endlessly before me.Bored out of my mind, I remembered the thick medi
Dante’s POVOne month and one week. That’s how long I have been away from my pack. Finally, I’m back.The capital drains the life out of me every time. Dealing with that greedy werewolf king, listening to his endless demands, his smug little smirks, it grates on my nerves more than anything else. I was counting the hours until I could breathe my own air again.Vespara sat beside me in the car, looking half-dead herself. It seemed she caught some damn flu in the capital. She kept stopping the car every hour to puke her guts out. Not that I blamed her.When we finally reached home, I offered to take her to Elizabeth, but Vespara just waved me off. Said she was too tired to even lift her arms, let alone visit a doctor. Told me she was going to fall into bed and not wake up for a month.Honestly, I understood. I was tired too. Too fucking tired. Four hours of sleep a night, at best, was no way for a wolf to live, especially not one with responsibilities like mine. Dragging my aching b
Dante’s POVWhen I returned to my room after dinner, I threw my jacket over the armchair and sank onto the bed with a book I had no intention of actually reading. My eyes skimmed the same paragraph for the fifth time, words blurring into meaningless strings of ink. My mind was restless. Too many thoughts. Too much silence.A knock echoed from the door.I didn’t move. Didn’t speak. I turned another page of the book, pretending.The door opened without waiting for permission. “Dante,” she said, stepping inside. Her voice was hesitant, her footsteps soft as she approached. She was dressed in a pale silk nightdress that clung to her like moonlight, the kind of thing that once might have pulled a reaction from me. But not tonight.I didn’t look up. I didn’t answer. I didn’t trust myself to.She tried again. “Dante…” she said, more gently this time, trying to meet my gaze. I ignored her. My grip on the book tightened as the paper creased beneath my fingers.Then she stepped forward and plac
Scarlet’s POVI saw him push me aside like I meant nothing, and then he left.Dante… he left.I stood there, frozen in the middle of his room, trying to make sense of the man who just stormed out. I had never seen Dante like that before, so angry, so cruel with his words. It was as if every ounce of warmth he once had for me had turned into ice, sharp enough to pierce through me.When I first came here, he looked at me like I was someone. Like I mattered. His eyes didn’t just see me, they sought me. Wanted me. He flirted so shamelessly, so boldly, that for the first time in years, I felt desirable. Worthy. Alive.Rome had tried to kill me the moment I crossed the threshold of this pack, but Dante had stepped between us like a shield. He took me in, brought me under his roof, wrapped me in silk and laces, as if I were something precious. He didn’t just give me food and a bed. He gave me dignity. A sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.When Hector tried to hurt me, Dante didn’t hesita
Scarlet’s POV“Scarlet, come with me,” Elizabeth said, her aged hands working patiently over a mortar and pestle, grinding herbs with steady and practised motions. Her voice, though soft, carried a certain authority that made it impossible to say no.She passed me a paper. “Read me this prescription, child. My eyes aren’t what they used to be.”I took the slip and read it aloud slowly. As I did, I noticed her struggling to crush the herbs. Her fingers trembled with the strain, and without thinking, I leaned forward and said gently, “Would you like me to do that for you?”She paused, then gave a small nod, stepping aside. I rolled up my sleeves and took over the task, following her directions carefully as she guided me through the process, what herbs to add, how much to grind, and when to stop. She gave orders with the ease of someone who had done this for decades, and I obeyed without hesitation, grateful for something to focus on that wasn’t my aching heart.“You helped me a lot toda
Scarlet’s POVWhen we arrived, I stood before her door, my heart fluttered with unease. I rang the bell and waited while nerves were prickling my skin.A few moments later, the door creaked open and Vespara stood there in her pajamas, hair a mess, dark circles under her eyes but still managing to flash a tired grin.“Scarlet?” she blinked, surprised, and then pulled me into a hug. “You look amazing!”I look completely different than the old times. No wonder she thinks that I look amazing. I feel amazing as well! I hugged her back, chuckling softly. “And you look like hell.” I stepped inside with her. “How are you feeling?”She groaned. “Tired. Nauseous. Hungry. I think I’m dying.”I frowned in concern. “I brought you something from Elizabeth. For your morning sickness.”Her face lit up with hope. “You got this from Elizabeth? She is a miracle worker.”I nodded and handed her the herbal concoction. She took it gratefully and sipped it, making a face at the bitterness but downing it a
Scarlet’s POV“I was ready to die, Ves. The night before the wedding, I was going to end it all. If Phantom Moon’s soldiers hadn’t taken me, I wouldn’t be here. They saved my life… even if I didn’t know it at the time.”Vespara reached out and touched my hand. “Oh, Scarlet…”“I know it’s a lot,” I whispered. “But I needed to tell someone.”She gave my hand a gentle squeeze, silently urging me to go on.“That day, when I told you that secret… that you should aim for the Beta position, that you had what it takes, it wasn’t just kindness,” I admitted. “There were two reasons. One was guilt. I felt guilty for the mess your life had become. Part of me thought I was to blame for what happened, for how things unfolded. Had Killian been alive you would not be stuck with a pregnanacy that you do not want and a baby you have to raise all alone.”She blinked at me, confusion softening her gaze.“And the other…” I hesitated. “It was selfish.”“When you left for the attack,” I began hesitantly, “H
“Alpha,” Elizabeth said softly, careful not to wake the child. “Let me put her to bed. If she wakes up now and doesn’t see you, she’ll cry, and it’s hard to watch her cry. She doesn’t make a sound, but… it breaks you.”Annette, who had been quiet again, suddenly asked, “Aunt… she doesn’t speak?”Elizabeth nodded, her eyes growing moist. During her birth, there was an accident. It damaged her throat, especially the vocal cords. We’re trying everything we can… but so far, there’s been no sound. Not even a whisper.”She paused, her voice trembling.“I pray to the goddess every night that before I die, I will hear her say something or anything. It hurts. It hurts to see her frustrated, unable to express herself. When she cries, there’s no sound. It’s like watching a scream locked inside a glass box.”A single tear escaped her. “Maybe we have coddled her too much. But tell me, how are we supposed to act normal with her when she’s not? Doesn’t she deserve a little extra love for trying, eve
Dante’s POV“You’re so handsome,” Nora suddenly said, smiling brightly. “Just like my daddy.”I smirked. “Less or more?”She tilted her head, thoughtful, then said with dramatic flair, “Just a little less.”We all burst into laughter at that, Annette, Elizabeth, even me.“She’s so cute,” Annette said, nearly pinching Nora’s cheek. “Are your siblings as adorable as you?”Nora huffed. “Auggie is a meanie, and Amy is a devil.”Before I could even react, a small blur flew at us like a gust of wind. Another toddler, clearly Amy, shoved Nora aside and latched tightly onto my legs.“Amy!” Elizabeth gasped. The little one didn’t respond. Her brows were scrunched, her lips trembling, like she was about to burst into tears.Elizabeth’s voice turned soft. “Sweetheart, come to Grandma. Let Alpha go, okay?”But Amy only clung tighter, her tiny fingers gripping my trousers like I was her anchor in a storm.“It’s okay, Madam,” I said gently. “We have met before. That’s why they know me.”Elizabeth l
Dante’s POVA moment passed before the boy, Auggie, answered from above with a loud, cheeky voice, “Don’t want to!”Elizabeth chuckled, not even surprised. “He is just like his father.”I arched a brow. “Stubborn?”She gave a tired laugh. “Imagine the stubbornness of Killian and Vespara combined.”I winced playfully. “Ah… that’s a lethal combo. Is he lazy like Kill, too?”“Oh, no,” she said with an amused grin. “That would be our Nora, the lazy princess.”Just then, a new voice called out from above, “Did somebody call me?”I looked up and saw a girl peeking over the railing on the second floor. She was familiar somehow, but I couldn’t quite place how and suddenly everything clicked. Her eyes widened the moment she saw me, curious, startled, intrigued.aShe leaned over the railing to get a better look, and before I could process what was happening, she slipped.“No!” Annette gasped in horror.Even Elizabeth’s breath hitched. My body tensed, already ready to lunge forward but before I
Dante’s POVI asked Annette this morning if she would like to accompany me to visit Elizabeth. It had been two days since Vespara left the temple without looking at me, and something in me kept wondering if she had returned by now. She never stayed here for too long.We reached Elizabeth’s home just before lunch, and the moment we stepped inside, I could feel a shift in the atmosphere. It wasn’t the usual serene and quiet space I had come to associate with the house. Instead, it felt alive, busy, scattered, as if the home itself had awakened from slumber. I saw Elizabeth sitting alone on the couch in the living room, watching some cartoon on low volume. She turned the moment she sensed us and smiled. “Alpha… Luna,” she greeted us warmly. “You should have sent a message. I would have arranged a proper lunch.”I smiled back at her while taking in her face, the fine lines, the wisdom in her gaze and the stubborn light that never dimmed. “How are you? We heard you were unwell.”“I’m fin
Scarlet’s POVThe moment I switched on the local news channel, I reached for my phone and dialled Vespara. I had just finished a long, exhausting class on surgical techniques and returned to my office to catch up on the headlines. What I saw made my stomach twist with worry — two rogue groups had entered the capital and launched an attack. A city-wide curfew had been imposed. Streets were shut down, homes locked up, and the atmosphere on the news was pure chaos.I quickly realized that I wouldn’t be able to leave the institute tonight. Travelling now was far too dangerous. The roads were not just unsafe, they were being hunted.My fingers trembled slightly as I pressed the call button. When Vespara picked up, I didn’t waste a second.“Ves, did you leave?” I asked, panic rising in my voice.“We’re just about to,” she replied gently. “Don’t worry, Amy was an angel today. She didn’t miss you that much.”Her calm voice gave me a small moment of relief, but it wasn’t enough. I had to stop
Dante’s POV“What kind of teachings did your family pass on to their children?” I asked coldly as Rome entered the office.Rome looked caught off guard. He had never seen me this furious.“What happened, Alpha?” he asked, approaching carefully.“That nephew of yours…” I said. “He was bullying kids half his age. In the temple, no less. And all while his mother stood there watching.”Rome’s shoulders sagged. “I apologise… I’ll talk to my brother. Though honestly, it’s my sister-in-law and mother who have spoiled that boy beyond reason. He has never been corrected, never taught humility.” He let out a sigh. “But since the complaint is coming from you, Alpha, our family will take it seriously.”Then he added with a weak smile, “But since when did you start caring about children and their petty squabbles?”Before I could respond, a melodic laugh drifted into the room. A graceful presence followed as Annette, my Luna, entered and gracefully seated herself beside me.“That’s Alpha Dante you
Dante's POVI turned to the boy and said, voice sharp and firm, “Stop. Is this how you behave? Bullying little girls at the temple?”The boy shrank under my gaze, but before he could say anything, his mother arrived, rushed, breathless, and clearly having been nearby all along.“Alpha, please… he is just a child,” she pleaded, trying to shield him.I was angry no, furious. “Look at your child. He is picking on kids much younger than himself. Don’t let him out of the house again until you have disciplined him properly. Otherwise, his elders will answer for it.”The woman paled and quickly dragged her son away without another word.With them gone, I looked at the girls. The older one stood beside me, while the little one remained nestled in my arms, clutching me tightly.“Thank you, kind sir,” the older girl said, flashing a shy smile.She looked familiar, oddly so. I couldn’t place where I had seen her before.“You are very brave,” I said, impressed by how she had stood up for herself
Dante’s POV“About the upgradation project, make sure the preparations are wrapped up sooner,” I said to the construction manager, eyeing the layout spread across the stone table.We were expanding and reinforcing the infrastructure around the Moon Goddess’ temple which was now more of a landmark than it had ever been before. Over the years, it had become a center of pilgrimage and tourism, drawing attention not only from our own pack but from others far across the empire. With the coming full moon, we expected nearly a hundred thousand pilgrims to gather here. That number would only grow with time. If we wanted to maintain order and respect the sanctity of the temple, we had to prepare accordingly.In the last four years, our pack had thrived, territory expanded, borders strengthened, wealth accumulated. Under the favor of the Werewolf King, our lands had become the crown jewel of the empire. The most prosperous, the most stable, and arguably, the most envied.The discussion was done
Scarlet’s POVToday was Killian’s death anniversary.Vespara and the kids were leaving for Phantom Moon, and my heart was lodged firmly in my throat. I shouldn’t have felt this way, my home was here, with my daughter, with Vespara, in the life we had built together. But somehow, a piece of me felt homesick as if watching them leave was like watching them walk away from me and that to to the place that is my home.“Did you pack everything?” I asked softly as I entered the living room.It was still dark outside, the sky tinted with the faintest grey. Vespara was already dressed and moving with her usual quiet efficiency. I knew she hadn’t slept. Not a wink. She never did the night before going back to that place.She glanced up, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “I did. Why are you up so early?”I shifted Amy on my shoulder. She was still half-asleep, warm and limp in my arms, her curly hair sticking up in all directions. Her eyes fluttered at the sound of Vespara’s voice.“Morn