(Aurora's POV)The luxury den Alexander and I had shared on the edge of pack territory loomed before me. My heart hammered in my chest, but I kept my expression neutral as I approached with four pack guards behind me."Remember, no one touches anything until I give the order," I instructed them.The guards nodded respectfully. Though I'd left Alexander, I was still technically his marked mate. The silver mate-mark on my neck guaranteed their obedience—for now.I pushed open the heavy oak door without knocking. The familiar scent hit me first—pine and wild rain, mixed with a sweeter, feminine fragrance. Ivy's perfume.She was lounging on our custom leather sofa, her blonde hair cascading over the armrest as she flipped through one of my healing journals. Our healing journals. She looked up, surprise quickly morphing into smug confidence when she saw me."Luna Blackwood," she said, making no move to stand. "Alexander isn't here."I stepped fully into the room, the guards flanking
(Alexander's POV)"What don't I know?" I demanded, my voice dangerously low.Ruby stepped forward, unafraid despite the obvious power difference between us. "Ivy Lawrence told Aurora's grandmother she was carrying your pups! The shock nearly killed the old woman!"My blood ran cold. I turned to Ivy, who suddenly couldn't meet my eyes."Is this true?" I asked, fighting to control my wolf Alex, who was snarling beneath my skin.Ivy's fingers twisted nervously. "I may have... mentioned something about a future with you.""She deliberately told Grace Winters she was pregnant with your heir!" Ruby insisted. "The poor woman collapsed immediately. She's in critical condition at the healing center right now!"The pieces fell into place—Aurora's rage, the confrontation, everything. I'd slapped my mate without even asking for her side of the story. Alex clawed at my insides, howling with regret."Ivy," I said quietly, my control hanging by a thread. "Did you lie to Aurora's grandmother a
(Aurora's POV)To avoid staying with Alexander, I excused myself to the washroom.My cheek throbbed with each heartbeat as I locked myself in the washroom. I pressed a cold cloth against the reddened skin where Alexander had struck me.The mirror reflected a woman I barely recognized. Green eyes dulled by betrayal. A fading bruise on my cheekbone. The silver mate-mark on my neck seemed to mock me.Ten minutes passed as I hid, hoping Alexander would leave. The main door to the healing room slammed shut. Had he gone?Then came a soft knock on the washroom door."Aurora." Alexander's voice was quiet. "Open the door."I remained silent, pressing my back against the wooden surface."Please," he added, his tone uncharacteristically gentle.When I didn't respond, the doorknob turned. Of course he would force his way in. Alexander Blackwood always got what he wanted.He stood in the doorway, his powerful frame filling the space. His amber eyes fixed on my cheek."Does it still hurt?
*One week later*(Aurora's POV)The northern edge of Blackwood territory was breathtaking in autumn. Golden leaves swirled around my new healing den as I signed the final papers for my five-year lease."Congratulations, Healer Winters," the property agent said, handing me the keys. "The mineral springs access is included, as specified."I smiled, feeling a small victory. "Thank you."This space was mine alone—no memories of Alexander, no painful reminders of our failing mate bond. The building had excellent ventilation for drying herbs and multiple treatment rooms for patients. Most importantly, it was far from the main pack house.As I explored the garden area where I'd plant healing herbs, I heard light footsteps approaching."Healer Winters!" A cheerful female voice called.I turned to see a young woman with steel-gray eyes—unmistakably related to Ethan Gray. She had the same dark hair with natural silver highlights, though hers was longer, tied in a practical braid."You m
My wolf Alex growled within me, territorial anger rising at the sight.Without hesitation, I crossed the room, placing my hand firmly on Aurora's shoulder."It's time to go home," I said, my voice carrying enough authority that conversations around us died instantly.Aurora stiffened under my touch. She turned, her green eyes flashing with defiance."I haven't finished celebrating my friend's birthday," she replied, emphasizing the word "friend" while looking directly at Ethan.The room fell silent. Every wolf present could feel the tension crackling between us."The celebration appears to be over," I stated, scanning the half-empty plates and dwindling drinks.Aurora shook her head. "I'll leave when I'm ready."My wolf surged closer to the surface, my control slipping. I could feel my eyes shifting to amber, the color of my wolf. Several guests discreetly moved away, sensing the dangerous edge to my mood."Is there a problem, Alpha heir?" Ethan asked, standing up beside Auror
The moment we entered the Moonstone Suite, my breath caught in my throat.Moonlight streamed through floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating a space more luxurious than anywhere Alexander and I had ever stayed together. Crystal chandeliers reflected soft light across plush furniture and silk bedding.I stepped away from Alexander, maintaining distance between us. "This is ridiculous. I'm leaving."Before I could reach the door, Alexander moved with werewolf speed, pressing me against the wooden surface. His body caged mine, trapping me between his warmth and the cold door."You're not going anywhere," he growled, his voice dropping to that dangerous octave that meant his wolf was close to the surface.Then his lips were on mine, demanding and possessive. The scent of pine forests and woodsmoke filled my senses – that distinctive Alexander scent I'd ignored for years but now threatened to overwhelm me.I hated how my body trembled against my will. Four years of mate bonding had cre
(Alexander's POV)After Aurora left, I stepped onto the moonlit terrace of Silver Fang Lodge.I knew Ethan Gray was waiting me here.He stood at the far end, his back to me as he gazed out over the territory. He sensed my approach—the way all wolves can feel an Alpha's presence—but didn't turn."I thought you'd be chasing after her," he remarked, his voice deliberately casual.I controlled my breathing, fighting back the primal rage that threatened to consume me. "Chief Enforcer Gray. I'm here to inform you that our cooperation is canceled."Now he turned, his steel-gray eyes meeting mine without a hint of submission. "Which cooperation?""All of it," I said coldly. "And Aurora's mate bond severance case is suspended. Indefinitely."A muscle in his jaw twitched. "On what grounds?""My grounds." I stepped closer, letting my dominance flood the space between us. "As Alpha heir, I don't need to explain myself."Ethan didn't back away. "She deserves better than being trapped in a
(Aurora's POV)Alexander's black SUV purred smoothly along the forest highway. I watched the sunlight dappling through ancient oaks, my thoughts as turbulent as the shadows dancing across the road."We should reach Dr. Fergus's den in twenty minutes," Alexander said, breaking our tense silence.I nodded, keeping my gaze fixed on the passing landscape. This vehicle held too many memories—rides to territory gatherings during our early days as mates, when I still believed we might build something meaningful together."Thank you for arranging this," I said stiffly. "My grandmother's health means everything to me."Alexander's amber eyes flicked briefly in my direction. "Dr. Fergus is the most skilled healer in treating silver poisoning. If anyone can help Grace, it's him.""Still, don't mistake my compliance for a change of heart." I smoothed invisible wrinkles from my healing robe. "This doesn't change anything between us."His knuckles whitened on the steering wheel. "I'm merely f
(Richard's mate's POV)I hurried back to the Blackwood Ancestral Den, my heart racing with an unexplainable sense of dread. The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the territory, but my thoughts were darker still. Something felt wrong.The large house stood eerily silent when I entered. Usually, there would be pack members moving about, attending to their duties, but today an unnatural stillness permeated the air."Has my mate returned?" I called out, my voice echoing through the empty hallway.A pack member serving the household appeared from the kitchen area. The moment she saw me, her eyes welled with tears."Madam," she choked out, her voice breaking. "Please go to the Pack Healing Den! Alpha Heir Dominic has been in a terrible vehicle accident."My blood ran cold. "Dominic?""One of his arms has been crushed," she continued, tears streaming down her face. "The Pack Healers don't know if it can be saved. He's undergoing an intensive healing procedure now."I didn't wait
(Alexander's POV)The early morning light streamed through the nursery windows of Mooncrest Villa, catching the fine dark hair of my daughter as she slept peacefully in her crib. Three days. That was our bargain – three days with Aurora fulfilling the role of my mate before she took Silverleaf to the Northern Territories.I stood in the doorway, watching Aurora gently tuck the soft blanket around our daughter. Time was slipping through my fingers like fine sand, impossible to grasp no matter how tightly I clenched my fist."I'll need to leave soon," I said softly, ensuring my voice was clear enough for her to understand despite her damaged hearing. "Pack business."Aurora looked up, her green eyes meeting mine briefly before darting away. She nodded once, the gesture curt and dismissive. The distance between us stretched like an unbridgeable canyon."Eva will be here if you need anything," I added, lingering longer than necessary. "Anything at all."Another silent nod. This was h
(Alexander's POV)I stared down at the small bundle in my arms, my heart hammering against my ribs. Silverleaf Winters shifted within her soft nesting furs, her tiny eyelids fluttering as she woke.My daughter. My pup.She was only ten days old, so incredibly tiny and perfect. As the furs fell away from her face, I couldn't help the sharp intake of breath. She was unmistakably mine - the distinctive amber eyes so like my own, the angular Blackwood facial structure already evident despite her infancy, even the faint dimple in her left cheek that was an exact mirror of my own.My large hands, hands that had torn rival wolves apart in territory disputes, now cradled her with trembling gentleness. As I held her closer, I inhaled deeply, catching the sweet scent of pup milk clinging to her. My wolf Alex rumbled with contentment inside me, recognizing our offspring."Hello, little one," I whispered, my voice rough with emotion. "I'm your father."To my surprise, tears welled in my eyes
(Aurora's POV)The rain pounded against the windows of the black SUV as we pulled up to the imposing Blackwood Pack Headquarters. Each drop seemed to echo the rapid beating of my heart. I hadn't been back here since before Daniel's birth—since before I believed he had died.I stared up at the gleaming building, memories washing over me like the rain outside. This place had once been my domain as Chief Healer. These halls had witnessed my rise in pack hierarchy, my mate bond with Alexander, and ultimately, my heartbreak.The driver opened my door, holding an umbrella over me as I stepped out. The familiar scent of power and wolfsbane smoke clung to the air. My wolf, Zoe, stirred within me, anxious and uncertain.Eva Dawnrunner greeted me in the marble lobby, her face professionally neutral though I caught the flash of sympathy in her eyes."Healer Winters," she said. "Alpha Heir Blackwood is currently in a crucial pack council meeting. May I escort you to his private study to wait?
(Aurora's POV)The morning light filtered through the silk curtains of the Thornwood guest den. I sat by the window, watching Silverleaf sleep peacefully in her basket. My father had been making arrangements for our move to the Northern Territories, securing everything with the efficiency that marked his leadership style."The Northern Territories in June, the air is crisp, suitable for recovery," he had told my mother yesterday, his voice carrying that familiar tone of assurance I'd grown to recognize.I watched him now from the doorway of our sitting room, noting how his shoulders seemed to carry an invisible weight. My mother bustled about, organizing our belongings with meticulous care. Four large traveling chests stood by the door, filled with ceremonial robes and everything Silverleaf would need.My mother wiped her brow, exhaustion evident in her every movement. "That should be everything," she murmured, more to herself than anyone else.When she entered the sitting room, s
(Alexander's POV)I stared through the transparent wall of the healing pod, my heart breaking anew each time I watched my son's tiny chest struggle to rise and fall. Little Silver Moon—Daniel—was impossibly small, each breath a battle, each heartbeat a miracle.The specialized healing den hummed with advanced equipment, the sterile scent mingling with the faint herbal notes of healing salves. I'd barely left this room in days, unable to tear myself away from my son's side."Alexander."I turned to find my father, Richard Blackwood, and my mother entering the private wing. Their expressions were a mixture of hope and heartbreak as they approached the healing pod.My mother's eyes filled with tears as she gazed down at the tiny form of her grandson. "Oh, Alexander," she whispered, her voice catching. "He's so small.""But alive," my father added, his usually commanding voice uncharacteristically gentle.I nodded, unable to speak past the lump in my throat. My wolf Alex whined insi
(Alexander's POV)I watched Aurora's slender form move around the bedroom, her steps careful but determined. The moonlight streaming through the windows cast her in a silvery glow, highlighting the fragility of her recovery."May I have my communication device back?" she asked quietly, not meeting my eyes.I remained silent, my hand instinctively tightening around the small device in my pocket. It was childish, perhaps even cruel, but I couldn't bear the thought of her contacting someone to take her away from me so soon.Aurora's green eyes finally lifted to mine, a storm of emotions swirling behind them. Her voice was soft but carried the weight of her suffering when she spoke again."Alexander Blackwood, do you want to lock me up again? But this time..." Her voice faltered slightly. "I don't have Grandmother Grace anymore."The mention of Grace's name struck me like a silver blade to the heart. The elderly healer who had sacrificed herself to save Aurora and our pups—pups I had
(Aurora's POV)The moon cast long shadows across the grounds of the secluded villa. I found myself wandering outside, my feet moving without conscious thought. The night air was cool against my skin, but I barely felt it."Daniel," I whispered, the name of my lost son a prayer on my lips.I hadn't meant to leave my room. Hadn't meant to wander the unfamiliar grounds of this place Alexander had brought me to after our visit to the sacred memorial grounds. But sleep eluded me, and the walls of the bedroom felt like they were closing in.The grief was a physical presence, a weight crushing my chest, making each breath an effort. Each heartbeat a reminder that my son's heart would never beat."You shouldn't be out here alone."Alexander's voice came from the shadows. He stepped into the moonlight, his amber eyes reflecting the silver glow. He approached cautiously, as one might approach a wounded animal.Without speaking, he draped his heavy ceremonial cloak over my shoulders. Its w
(Alexander's POV)Ten days had passed since I buried my son. Ten days of existing between moments of crushing grief and the mechanical performance of duty.I stepped into the Blackwood Pack Headquarters, the familiar scent of power and privilege doing nothing to ease the hollowness in my chest. The private elevator hummed softly as it carried me upward, each floor passing in a blur.When the doors slid open, Eva Dawnrunner stood waiting, her usually composed expression troubled."Alpha Heir," she said, her voice hushed. "Aurora Winters is here."I froze mid-step. "Aurora? Here?"Eva nodded, her eyes carefully watching my reaction. "She arrived twenty minutes ago. She... insisted on seeing you."My wolf Alex stirred within me, alert and anxious at the mere mention of our mate. Aurora hadn't set foot in these headquarters since severing ties nearly seven moons ago. Her presence now could only mean one thing – she had come about our son."Daniel," I whispered, more to myself than