Kestrelโs POVI examined the red gown in my hands once more, turning it over to catch the light. This will be perfect, I thought to myself. If Hunter sees me in this, the image of how I look will be seared into his mind. I knew exactly why Iโd chosen this dressโit was all to impress Hunter, to make him see me in a way he had never before. Probably, to look at me in the same way he looked at that little wench, Akira, at the party. The image which still burned in my memory.I could recall it vividly: the way Hunterโs eyes never left Akira, how his gaze followed her around the room like she was the only person there. I knew Hunter well enough to recognize that those looks werenโt just for show, werenโt just part of the act they were putting on to fool the werewolves at the gathering. No, there was something more. Something filled with admiration and desire. It pained me to admit that Hunter had never looked at me that way, not once, even after all these years of being by his side.Weโ
Kestrelโs POVEven though it was just the two of us alone in the study, Hunterโs mind seemed miles away. He was staring at the door with a look on his face I couldnโt quite readโsomething calculating, something intense. I took a step closer, making sure my movements were slow and deliberate, the way I knew he liked. "Am I interrupting something?" I asked with a playful smile.It wasnโt until then that he looked up and finally seemed to notice I was there. For a moment, I wondered what could have him so deep in thought. Heโs usually so focused, so aware of everything going on around him. Iโd never seen him this distracted.โYou didnโt even know I was here, did you?โ I teased, leaning down to press a soft kiss against his lips. He responded, but I could tell his mind was still elsewhere. โWhatโs going on?โ I asked, pulling back just enough to look into his eyes.Hunter shook his head reluctantly, his expression guarded. โItโs nothing,โ he said, but I could tell he was lying. I knew h
Akiraโs POVAs soon as I left the study room and walked down the long hallway, I let out a huge sigh of relief. The tension inside that room had been unbearable, like a heavy weight pressing down on my chest. My heart was still pounding from the effort of keeping my lies straight and convincing Hunter that I truly wanted to come back and be his mate. Even though I had put her hair in a tight high bun and wore a bold red lipstick to make my appearance look somewhat sophisticated as much as I can and to make me look as if I meant business; yet I almost fooled myself. It was not as if I just rushed into Hunterโs house unprepared. All through my ride from Holtsville to Melford; in Silver Moon Pack, I had gone over those words in my head so many times. Telling myself I will pull it off perfectly when step foot in Hunterโs house, but even with all that practice I did, my words almost failed me.Inside the study, every moment then felt like a time without end. The way Hunterโs curious ga
Akira POVI made my way to the servant quarters, my heart was drumming in my chest. I couldnโt help but wonder if I would find Lisa and Brielle there, safe and sound. I had wanted to ask Hunter if he had done anything to them, but I held back. I couldnโt risk letting him know how much I cared about my friends or hint that my return had anything to do with them. That would only complicate things and potentially put them in more danger.I knew that checking the dungeon first would have been the smarter option since that was Hunterโs favorite place for dumping prisoners. But the fear of what I might findโor not findโdown there kept me from going.I couldnโt face the possibility that my friends might be locked away or worse.When I finally reached the room, I hesitated at the door. I took a deep breath and silently prayed to the moon goddess they were inside, or maybe just out working somewhere nearby. Gathering every ounce of courage I had, I slowly opened the door and peeked inside.
Akiraโs POVI carried the bag of grain into the kitchen and tossed it into the cabinet with a sigh. This was the tenth bag of grain Iโd hauled today, and tomorrow, it might be making large quantities of bread again. I still had no idea where all the bread we normally make in this house went to, but I usually didnโt ask questions.A cloud of grain dust exploded around me, making me cough. I wiped my face with the back of my hand, grimacing as the dust clung to my skin.I had gotten used to doing jobs like this, even though they left my body aching all night. I wasnโt complaining, thoughโI knew it was all temporary. Besides, one thing Iโd learned while working as a servant in Hunterโs home was that chores wouldnโt kill me. As long as I got to eat and rest for a while and at the end of the day, I could manage. And fortunately, in Hunterโs home, there were rest hours for every servant, which was a luxury compared to my parentsโ home.It had been three days since I came back to Hunterโs h
Kestrelโs POVI stood in the hallway outside the dining room, my heart racing with anticipation. Tonight was going to be special. I had made sure of it. The red dress I wore gripped to my curves, showing all my endowed right places, it emphasized my figure far better than it ever did on Akira. I knew every well that I will pull this cloth well.I smirked, knowing Hunter wouldnโt be able to resist. Iโd seen the way he looked at me before whenever I wear sexy clothes like this, but tonight I wanted more. I needed to see that same look of admiration and desire that I knew he had for Akira.As I waited there, I positioned myself casually yet seductively in the doorway, my back against the frame and one leg crossed over the other. I wanted to make sure that when Hunter walked in, his eyes would be on me immediately. I heard footsteps approaching from down the hallway, and I straightened up, letting my body relax into a sultry pose.Hunter walked in, and as soon as he saw me, he stopped.
Akiraโs POVIt was past midnight when I finally made my way back to the main mansion to clear the dining room. It was always the duty of the servant who served dinner to come back or stay around to clear the room. Tonight, I intentionally waited until I was sure everyone was asleep. The last thing I wanted was to bump into Hunter and his mistress; Kestrel. I didnโt want to see the look on Kestrelโs face after their romantic dinner, and I definitely didnโt want to see Hunter with her playing those annoying sexual stuffs they do.When I opened the door to the dining room, the room was quiet. The candles that had been lit earlier were now almost completely melted, with only one still standing. That too was about to be melted and was merely flickering faintly in the darkness. The faint light cast weird shadows on the walls, giving the room a lonely feel. I was sure that Hunter and Kestrel had gone inside for the second part of the night, and I couldnโt help but imagine what they might b
Akiraโs POVI loaded the iron bucket with grain, bracing myself for the weight I was about to lift. I had done this a hundred times before, but today, for some reason, the bucket felt heavier than usual. As I bent down and tried to lift it onto my head, I felt a presence behind me. A hand gently took the bucket from my grasp, lifting it easily as if it weighed nothing. I turned around, surprised, and found myself looking into the warm, familiar eyes of August."A beautiful girl like you shouldnโt be carrying something this heavy," he said, flashing me a smile that made my heart flap unexpectedly.โAugust!โ I exclaimed, a grin spreading across my face before I could help it. Even though I didnโt mean to show it, seeing him has successful gradually seemed to lighten my mood. His presence had become a way of calming me, like a gentle breeze on a hot day.He reached out and gently touched my cheek. โRunaway princess,โ he teased softly. โI thought Iโd never see you again after I heard you
Akiraโs POVI stood by the window of my room, dressed in my wedding gown; something I had once thought I might never wear. The white fabric felt cool against my skin, flowing down to the floor in elegant waves. The sun outside was setting, forming warm golden hues over the trees and hills. It was the perfect backdrop for the ceremony Hunter and I had decided onโ a wedding in the heart of the estate, surrounded by our pack.I couldnโt stop smiling. The happiness that had been radiating from me since the moment Hunter proposed refused to fade. Everything feltโฆ right. The pack was thriving, and after months of challenges and uncertainty, the members now looked at me as their Luna.When did that happen? Was it when I stood up to Jacksonโs men and rescued the kidnapped school children? Or was it the day I killed Jackson myself, ending his trafficking business? Maybe it was when August confessed to the crimes I had been wrongfully accused of. I wasnโt sure exactly when the shift occurred
Hunterโs POVThe flower room was where I always found Akira when she needed a different kind of solace. It was her sanctuaryโ and, over time, it became mine too. The scent of roses, in full bloom, mixed with the faint traces of her unique floral aroma. This room was more than just a collection of beautiful flowers; it held the memories of us. We had laughed here, fought here, and even shared our most intimate moments. It was the one place where we could be ourselves without interruptions from pack members, guards, or the chaos of leadership.With two glasses of blood wine in my hands, I entered the room, a smile tugging at my lips. Akira was seated on the wooden bench surrounded by cascading vines of red and pink roses. Her eyes were closed as she took in a deep breath of the fragrant air, a small, contented smile curving her lips.I leaned against the doorframe for a moment, just watching her; my mate. How did I get so lucky to have someone like her?โEnjoying yourself?โ I teased, s
Akiraโs POVHunter and I prepared for the council meeting even though the atmosphere was tensed. It was the first time in years that he and the Council of Older Alphas were in agreement over anything. For once, the council wasnโt against us, and this time, the stakes were higher than ever.They had come to us in desperation, pleading for help to stop Alpha Lupinโmy father. According to them, Lupin had grown more dangerous, killing four older alphas who dared to stand against him. They called him a tyrant, a rogue disguised as a leader, but I didnโt need their words to convince me.I had seen it with my own eyes. The memory of my fatherโs hands around my throat, squeezing the life out of me, still haunted my dreams. The man I had once admired as a little girl had turned into a monster, and now, the entire werewolf community feared him.Hunter, however, was hesitant to get involved. When the council approached us, their desperation clear, Hunter had outright refused. "These are the sa
Akiraโs POVThe morning light filtered through my bedroom window as I stared at the message on my phone for the seventh time that day.โHello baby girl, itโs Dad. Can you please come home? I miss you and wish to see you. Love, Dad.โI sighed, the words blurring as I read them again. It wasnโt the first message I had received from him, but it was the first one I seriously considered answering. The last time I saw my fatherโ alive and breathingโ I had frozen in fear. The cafรฉ where we had met had felt like a dream, a surreal encounter with a ghost from my past.Hunterโs words echoed in my mind from the other night under the oak tree. At least heโs alive. That should bring you peace.Was it peace? I didnโt know anymore. I was glad I hadnโt pulled the trigger that night, but knowing what my father had done, maybe I should have. The lives he ruined, the people he hurtโ those memories haunted me. But I wasnโt the one to pass judgment on his life.Still, I had questions. I needed answersโ no
Hunterโs POVThe cool evening breeze brushed against my face as I stood in the middle of the memorial grounds. The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and pine, mingling with the subtle hint of tension that seemed to pulse from the men standing behind me. They were all hereโ every pack member I could summon at a momentโs notice.They were confused, of course.Meetings like this were typically held in the hall, not out here among the graves of our fallen brothers and sisters. Some assumed I had gathered them here to honor those weโd lost, but that wasnโt the reason.My eyes scanned the quiet land that has the ashes of each one of the pack member remembering the lives weโd buried. Here was a reminder of the failures that had led us here. But tonight wasnโt about mourning.It was about justice.It had been over an hour since I sent word for August to meet us, and, as usual, he was late. I gritted my teeth.He always made a show of being unreachable, of having something more imp
Hunterโs POVThe night was calm, with a gentle breeze rustling the leaves of the old oak tree under which Akira often sat. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silver glow over the pack's territory. The chilly air was soothing, but I doubted it could ease the storm inside me.I hadnโt found Akira in our room earlier, but I knew where sheโd be. The oak tree had always been her refugeโ a place where she could think. As I walked toward it, my mind replayed the shocking revelations Adolf had shared.I knew tonightโs conversation would be heavy, and I hoped the peaceful night would soften the blow.When I reached the tree, there she was, sitting on the swing attached to one of its sturdy branches. Her dark hair swayed in the breeze, and her hands rested limply on her lap. She was lost in thought, so much so that she didnโt even notice me approach.I stepped closer and sat beside her, the creak of the wooden swing breaking the silence. I turned to look at her, and my chest tensed. Her fa
Hunterโs POVI sat in the corner of the faintly lit pub, my hood pulled low over my face. The smell of stale beer and fried food mixed with the faint tang of sweat and spilled liquor in the air. It was noisy, crowded, and the last place anyone would expect to find meโHunter Silver, Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack.I hated being here. Not just because it was beneath me, but because it was dangerous. Any one of my enemies could be watching, ready to strike. But Adolf had insisted on meeting here, saying he had critical information about the spy in my pack. It wasnโt every day someone dared to exploit me, and I wanted to see if he was bluffing.I checked my watch for what felt like the hundredth time. One hour late. My patience was wearing thin. If Adolf doesnโt show up soon, Iโm dragging his sorry ass here myself, I thought, clenching my jaw.The occasional whispers and stolen glances from the people sitting and drinking in the pub annoyed me. Some of the people there had recognized me bu
Akiraโs POVI sat cross-legged on my bed, staring blankly at the open book in my lap. The words on the page blurred together, no matter how hard I tried to focus. I must have read the same paragraph ten times, but nothing stuck. I find myself reading the same passage close to ten times. My brain was like an empty cavern, unable to process anything.It wasnโt the bookโs fault. My thoughts were consumed by the nightmare Iโd had last night. Or was it a dream? I wasnโt sure, but whatever it was, it had shaken me to my core.Hunter had tried to reassure me. โDreams are just your mind playing tricks, you should pay more attention on it,โ heโd said earlier, pulling me close as I recounted the strange experience. But no matter how many times he said it, I couldnโt shake the feeling that the dream meant something. And aside what it truly meant, everything thing in that dream felt real, especially when my father was stabbing those women, those helpless women who did nothing wrong to him. Com
Augustโs POVThe transformation was startling. I stood by the door, watching Alpha Lupin comb his fingers through his now neatly trimmed hair, gathering it into a bun that gave him a sharp, almost regal look.He had trimmed his once unruly beard, and the wildness that had consumed him in the cave was now masked beneath a calculated exterior. Yet, his eyesโthose sharp, piercing eyesโstill burned with the same ruthlessness that had once made him the most feared name in our world.It wasnโt his appearance that commanded respect; it was the aura that clung to him, dark and unyielding. He wasnโt just an alphaโhe was a force of nature, the kind that toppled hierarchies and sent seasoned wolves cowering.โLooking good,โ I said with a sly grin, arms crossed as I leaned against the wall.Lupin turned to me, his lips curling in a faint smirk. โGood enough to reclaim whatโs mine?โโMore than,โ I replied. My chest swelled with pride. Today was the day I proved my loyaltyโand my cunning.The counc