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Roan’s POV I was still venting at Aristes for not telling me he had found her. But the moment I saw her, all that anger vanished. She is… stunning. The kind of beauty that can’t be crafted or imitated—something you are simply born with. There’s a delicacy to her, an awestruck grace that draws you in effortlessly. And yet… her green eyes hold something else. Sadness. Not the fleeting kind—but something deeper. Something rooted so far within her soul it feels almost tangible. Someone hurt her. And when I find out who… they’ll wish they had never been born. “Tell me, Brea,” I said, my voice quieter now, a far contrast with the storm building inside me. “What happened to you?” Because goddess help me—my wolf and I were already crazy with the need to find whoever broke her… …and burn them to the grown. She looked at me—really looked at me—before answering. “I lost someone very important to me,” she said at last. “Yeah? Who, if I may ask?” “My mate.” Her voice
Brea’s POV It had been a few months since I returned to the castle with my parents. We reconnected almost instantly, as if we had never been apart. With their love and patience, Leon’s death had become… a little more bearable. I video-called Loriah every day, and Sister Nora stayed with me during the first weeks of my return. Even Claire, Marcus, and Draco had been a source of comfort. But it didn’t hurt any less. Leon had been dying… and I blamed him. Blamed him for not being there for me—for my first shift. The guilt clawed at me endlessly. We never got to stand beneath the full moon and confirm what we both already felt—that we were mates. We would never have that chance. If I hadn’t spent years pushing him away… maybe we would have built a family long ago. Goddess… I was so stupid. I went downstairs earlier than usual that morning. I wanted to start meeting the pack—getting to know everyone. My father had made it clear that one day I would be in charge of all
Loriah's PoV I woke with a jolt in the middle of the night. “Draco!” I gasped. My head snapped toward the nightstand. The clock glowed in bright red numbers—3:00 AM. Then I heard it. Commotion outside. Tires screeching to a halt. Shouting. Howls ripping through the night. My heart began to pound. “They’re back…” I ran toward the entrance just as they were unloading a body from one of the black SUVs. I didn’t need to be told who it was. The moment I saw Brea drop to her knees, howling in agony, I knew. My heart lurched. Leon. No… not Leon. Tears blurred my vision as I ran forward, just as the Queen Luna fell to her knees and wrapped Brea in her arms. Draco pulled me into a desperate embrace the second he saw me. He had lost his best friend. The days that followed were a painful blur. Other than her parents, Brea only allowed me or Sister Nora into her room. Every night, the Queen Luna held her until she fell asleep. Everyone agreed that, somehow, i
Brea’s POV When I woke up, the first people I saw were a man and a woman. They looked to be in their forties, their faces etched with concern. I shot upright, fear gripping my chest—until I recognized the room. I was back at Draco’s pack. The woman approached me slowly, tears streaming down her cheeks. “It’s okay, sweetheart. You’re safe now,” she said softly. “Where’s Leon?” I asked, shrinking away from her touch. Looking at them more closely now that I was fully conscious, I realized they resembled the Alpha King Aristes and Queen Luna Kayla. “Are you… The King and Queen?” I asked, wondering if I was still dreaming. My heart started to race. Then I remembered Loriah. “Loriah was with me. Where is she?” The Queen—Luna Kayla, or at least I assumed it was her—swatted the Alpha King’s arm. “Aristes, hurry. Call Loriah. Tell her our girl just woke up.” She moved closer, and I did not flinch this time. Aristes. He really was the Alpha King. He had been staring at
Draco’s PoV We got there first. We led the crowd straight toward the main entrance, a wave of bodies and voices surging forward. The guards at the gates panicked. I watched their eyes widen with fear and realization. Some dropped their weapons. Others fled, terrified of being exposed by the media already gathering. Out of sight, they shifted to wolf form and disappeared into the forest. “Fucking cowards,” Leo snarled beside me. Something caught my eye near the gate, a walkie-talkie abandoned on the ground. It crackled violently with sound. Someone was shouting on the other end. I picked it up slowly, my gaze lifting toward the mansion hidden deep within the woods. Richard’s lair. It always had been, ever since he’d faked his death. “Larry, what the fuck is going on?” Richard’s voice hissed through the device. “Why did you let all those humans through the gates?” I raised the walkie-talkie to my mouth, my voice calm.... deadly. “Your guards abandoned you, Richard. My
Loriah’s PoV I looked at Brea, who had finally fallen asleep. She was exhausted. She hadn’t slept much since she was taken, only feeling safe enough to rest after I arrived. A stern-looking woman had brought us food at least twice. It seemed safe to eat. I’d offered some to Brea before she drifted off and finally ate myself. She’d told me what happened to her in college, though everything sounded strange, her memories hazy. She said they’d made her drink something. Had Marla really wanted Caspian and Travis to go that far with her, or was she just trying to scare Brea? I wondered what time it was. It felt like ages since I’d left. Travis didn’t know about the chip my father put in me, so Draco and Leon should be on their way. A gnawing sensation settled in my stomach. Caspian’s intentions were clear, and Marla couldn’t watch him all the time. I was afraid he’d try something again. I stood abruptly when I heard the door open. My heart raced as I realized it was Caspian. “You…”
Draco’s PoV The moment I realized Travis was behind all of it, I knew he was going to try to lure Loriah out of the pack. Loriah’s father suggested putting a chip in her using the latest technology of his company. He had chipped his wife long ago, fearing she might get kidnapped. Ironically, he ne
Leon's PoV "Someone Fucking check the cameras!!" I yelled feeling my heart being torn apart. My very soul has been snatched from under our noses. Brea, needs to be alright. I would never forgive myself if something were to happen to her again. "Do you think Richard’s people took her? " Loriah a
Loriah’s POV Draco’s arm tightened around my waist as the music swelled, pulling me flush against him. His scent—dark, woodsy, achingly familiar—wrapped around me like a spell, making it impossible to think straight. Even though my heels, my forehead only reached his chin; I felt small and safe ye
Draco’s PoV Greg was already there when the paramedics rushed Loriah into the ER. I tried to follow, but the doors slammed shut in my face, the red No Entry sign glowing like fire against my chest. “Wait outside, sir!” a nurse barked, shoving me back. My hands went to my hair, then my face, d







