Raven's POV
I opened my eyes and stretched out my hand. Rune was not on the bed beside me.
Where was he?
His side of the bed was rumpled. Oh so he had left.
Why should I care where he went? I sat up with a sigh. Glancing down, I saw that I was still very naked.
My clothes lay in a pile on the ground.
My thoughts drifted to Lila again.
Maybe he took her with him to my parents' pack.
Where else could they be?
I jumped to my feet and wore some clothes. I was headed to the door when my eyes caught a picture on the dresser.
A picture of myself and Lila with our parents.
We were thirteen years old.
I stared at the picture, at the smiles that brightened our faces then.
Where had it all gone wrong?
How did things get this bad?
Was it wrong to take in an orphan as my sister? Tears fell from my eyes as I wondered.
Why was I thinking about this?
Lila used to be an orphan, pitied and given much attention. I cared for her a lot, and sometimes overlooked the things she did.
Maybe that was why I was suffering its consequences now.
And now, even my parents preferred Lila to me.
They had, from the moment she stepped foot into our house.
She had been treated with all the love and care that I needed.
Everyone around us treated her like family, a sister to me when she wasn't. And she had turned around to shove a knife in my back.
What could I do but let it happen? I believed they meant no harm and wanted her to feel at home.
How was I supposed to know the man I love didn't see her as just a sister?
How was I supposed to know she would end up taking Rune from me?
My wolf grew more annoyed at this thought. I stopped the flow of these thoughts, sighed, and sat back on the bed.
The front door suddenly opened. I didn't want to look at Rune's face, but his mother's voice made me lift my head.
"You are worried again, aren't you?" She asked.
"No, Mother." I gave her a smile. "I only woke up from a nap. I couldn't find Rune next to me or in the room.
Has he gone to my parents' pack with my sister?"
"No, my child." She walked in and touched my shoulder lightly. "Your husband went for a rogue attack.
He left a few hours ago."
I could feel the older woman's eyes on me. I could tell she was worried too.
Her explanation made me feel guilty for thinking he was with my sister.
Was I to be blamed?
"Well, I only came to see how you're faring," she continued.
"I am well, Mother. Thank you." I said and smiled again.
"Oh, and make sure you send someone to clean the garden!" She noted, turning to leave.
As soon as Luna left the room, I picked up my phone from the bedside table.
"Stay safe." I typed the message to Rune and sent it, hoping for a reply.
There was none. I mind linked him and there was no use of it. So maybe he went to help another pack... He's a good alpha indeed, after all.
Maybe I bothered him too much,
I told myself, shaking my head.
He must be at the war front, I thought, after an hour with no response.
I tried to distract myself with something, until it was time for dinner.
So I took a walk down to the pool to relax, I sat by the pool with my legs in for some time.
After my meal, worry set in again.
I stared at my phone, expecting a message from the man I love, the father of my babies.
I roamed the room, looking for any sign of Rune. I asked the guards in agitation, if they'd heard any news about the war.
They all told me the same thing— rogues were hard to get rid of, and Rune might be there for a long time.
Worry filled my heart as I considered the possibility of him dying at the front. I couldn't bear the loss, if news of his death came.
Who would help raise our kids? What would their fate be? I asked myself, about standing when a new maid approached.
Did she lose her way again?
This made me smile as the young woman stopped in front of me and bowed.
"My lady, I need your help with a task from Luna. I don't know how to do it and would love your assistance."
Stunned, I sat back down.
"What is it, maid?"
"I was asked to clean Lila's room," she explained, seeing my grimace.
"But I've never done it before, and I'm worried. Luna said, 'Do it the way she likes.
Ask the Luna-to-be if you get confused.'"
I smiled, Luna always asked for my input before doing anything.
"I'll help you after my bath," I said, heading to my room.
"Wait for me here," I added, then took a bath before returning.
Together, we walked to Lila's room.
I didn't want to do this, but what could I do? The new maid clearly needed help, and Luna might take offense if I refused.
Lila used to live with us before leaving for the human hospital, and I had never entered her room. She valued her privacy a lot.
Maybe the maid didn't know Lila's standard of only maids in the room, I thought as the key turned and the door opened.
We stepped inside.
The color looked familiar, I thought.
Coincidence that Lila's room color was the same as mine before I married Rune?
Confused, I walked to the nearby wardrobe.
I opened it and was shocked.
What was this? Has she been doing this the whole time?
Raven’s POVWe ran fast, as though something was chasing us from behind.The walls were closing in, but we didn’t slow down, and our breath were coming out forced, he didn't also stop to catch air.The Council chamber was no longer safe, not with rogues already inside. I could smell their blood. Their hate was always noticeable, their plan was working."They got in through someone," I said, while trying to catch my breath.Rune said nothing, he turned his face to watch at me while he just kept pace beside me. I didn’t want him next to me, but I wasn’t stupid enough to turn down help, at least not now, my life was in danger.We reached the hall, my eyes grew on where the guards had gone silent. A heavy body slumped at the entrance and his head detached from his body."They came through this way," Rune said, sniffing the air.I gave a light nod, while I shifted slightly, just enough to let my wolf take over my senses. My claws slid out. I heard the scratch of nails against stone before
Rune’s POVThe courtyard still smells like blood and smoke. The ground was littered with bodies. I searched and noticed it was mostly the rogues, but a few of our guards too. I stepped over one, its fur matted with blood, the chest still rising faintly like it wasn’t ready to die.I didn’t stop. Protecting myself, no, not this time. I had to be selfish. I had to do something right.My claws were still half out. I hadn’t shifted back fully. My chest burned with anger. But it wasn’t from the fight. It was from seeing her. Raven, she was Alive,Standing on the Council podium, blood on her arms, her cloak torn. She didn’t look broken. She looked like she was ready for war.Logan was beside her, gripping her elbow like she might fall, she wasn’t going to fall, not yet.She saw me coming but didn’t flinch a muscle. I walked faster. Logan’s eyes narrowed at me, like he was warning me.“She needs a healer, she is injured,” he said.“She needs space, I need to talk to her.” I retorted.Raven ti
Raven’s POVThe Council chamber was a mess, blood spread on the floor. The walls had cracks. And pieces of the windows laid on the floor, bodies everywhere, some alive, some not.I stepped over a broken spear, my eyes scanned around the floor noting my blood on the floor, Logan was in front of me, holding his side.“Are you bleeding?” I asked.“It’s just a shallow cut,” he said, breathing hard. “Where are the others?”Rune appeared by the doorway, claws still half-shifted. His face was hard. “The rogues are gone, for now.”I looked down at the blood on my hands. I didn’t even know whose it was.Then a Council guard burst through the door. He dragged a rogue in chains. The rogue’s clothes were torn, his mouth bloody from a fight. He was still grinning.“We caught him in the tunnels,” the guard said. “He was trying to escape.”I walked up to him. “Why are you here?”The rogue spat on the floor. “You were supposed to be dead.”Logan stepped beside me. “Answer her.”The rogue laughed. “Sh
Raven’s POVThe council chamber was colder than I expected. Every pair of eyes turned to me like blades, but I didn’t flinch. I walked in wearing my Luna cloak, the hem whispering against the stone floor, my braids heavy down my back like a crown I refused to take off.They offered me a seat.“I can’t and I won’t,” I said. “I’m not here to beg. I’m here to be heard.”Gasps broke out, but I didn’t care. My voice rang through that room with the weight of everything they’d stolen from me.“Did you betray your mate?” one asked.“I was loyal,” I replied. “Until loyalty became survival.”They hated that answer. I could see it as frown lines grew on their face.They played the recordings Lila had doctored. My voice, Lila's hand work. It made me sound cruel, manipulative, like I’d wanted everything that happened to me in the pack. But even their lies couldn’t drown out the truth I held in my chest.“You may test me,” I said clearly. “Test me for the pregnancy. Test the children. There is no s
Rune’s POVI tilted my head, watching as the hall filled with Council members and other formalities. My blood boiled under my skin, though I could taste the fear flowing from them.My boots echoed against the polished floor as I walked in with my jaw set, heart pounding faster than my steps. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead, but I didn’t show it.The guards stood by the walls, their expressions unreadable as they stood still like statues. At the front, the Tribunal Circle sat elevated on stone thrones, each carved with the sigils of their regions. In the center sat Alpha Caldor, he was on the High Seat. His face was cold, and stiff. “Alpha Rune,” Caldor began, his voice both sharp and heavy. “We question your loyalty, your choices, and your judgment.”I didn’t flinch, at least I didn’t let them see it. The fear I carried wasn’t for myself, it was the ache in my chest, the dread of Raven’s name being dragged through the mud.A man in a robe, one of the Council aides stepped forwar
Rune’s POVThe envelope sat sealed on my desk until midnight. I stared at it for hours, my claws itching under my skin, my wolf prowling behind my eyes.When I finally sliced the seal open, the Council’s insignia glared up at me, cold with its final words.Inside were printed transcripts, voice recordings, and high-resolution images. Raven, leaning into Logan. Logan’s hand brushing her back. A supposed conversation between them where she whispered, “I never loved Rune.”My heart was supposed to break but it didn't. It sank into my stomach, heavily, shattering as it landed on my stomach.I pushed my back in the chair, the leather creaking as my body grew tense. The voice was hers, but it wasn’t…My wolf didn't believe it, Raven showed me while I was in denial of it. There was something that looked clipped, it wasn't natural, but again I couldn't place my hands on it, it was too perfect to notice.My wolf growled, pacing inside me.I stood and walked through the corridors toward the gu