LOGINFive years later, a devastating plague swept across the werewolf world, decimating packs at an alarming rate.Pack doctors scrambled to find a cure, but despite their efforts, many werewolves succumbed to the mysterious illness. Panic grew as the packs suffered heavy losses, and desperation hung thick in the air. Yet, amidst the chaos,the northern territory stood out as an exception.Northern Wolf Hospital.Within the hospital’s sterile white walls, a doctor moved from bed to bed, tending to the afflicted wolves with a precision and calmness that seemed otherworldly. Dressed in full medical gear with a nose mask covering her face and a head wrap concealing her hair, only her sharp, focused eyes were visible. She moved with efficiency, her presence offering a beacon of hope in an otherwise bleak situation."Nurse, hand me the next file," Doctor South instructed, her voice muffled by the mask.The nurse, holding a clipboard, approached hesitantly. “Doctor South, this is the tenth requ
Ella sat on the examination table in the clinic, her fingers nervously drumming against the cold metal. Her mind raced with thoughts, her heart beating faster than ever. She didn’t want to be here, yet she needed confirmation for what her body had been trying to tell her. The room felt suffocating as the doctor’s eyes flicked between the monitor and her face. The faint sound of the ultrasound machine beeped in the background.“Congratulations,” the doctor said, his voice cutting through her cloud of thoughts, “you’re having a baby.”Ella’s world seemed to stop at that moment. Her vision blurred as she stared at the screen, unable to process the words. Her fingers clenched the edge of the bed, her stomach twisting in knots. “A baby?” Her mind raced back to that night, the heat, the passion. Alpha Derek. “Oh no, this is not supposed to happen.” She whispered under her breath, her hand resting instinctively on her flat belly. Panic surged through her veins as flashes of that steamy nig
Ella ran straight into her room, unable to control her tears, her heart was racing. She couldn't believe what had just happened outside. How could she be this unfortunate? How could the moon goddess hate her so much? She sniffled as she stared at her phone.She couldn't escape the flood of notifications coming into her phone, each one more hurtful than the last, as she saw her name everywhere on social media.The screens glared back at her, filled with cruel comments branding her a "slut," openly disregarding her as she faced betrayal from those she once trusted. The media carried how she was openly disregarded by two Alphas.She dropped her phone on the bed, unable to keep seeing those mean comments, but the notification sound kept echoing in the silence as she collapsed into the sheets, sobbing deeply.As the engagement party came to a close, the noise of laughter and celebration faded into a haunting memory. Suddenly, the door burst open, and in walked Sandra and her mother, Ch
Ella slowly opened her eyes, the soft morning light filtered through the curtains and bathed the room in a golden glow. Her body ached all over, every muscle tingling with the memory of last night’s passionate encounter. She turned her head to glance at the man beside her—Alpha Derek. She had heard so much about him from her ex-fiancé, Kevin, and had briefly met him once at a pack event. Amidst the haze of alcohol, she had still recognized him. The surprise of finding him to be her mate left her feeling a mixture of excitement and disbelief.“Thank you, Moon Goddess,” she whispered to herself, a smile curling up across her lips as she recalled the intensity of their connection. It felt unreal, as if she were living in a dream where everything had shifted overnight. Just then, her phone rang, jolting her back to reality. She groaned as she answered, her stepmother’s frantic voice bursted through the speaker. “Ella! Where are you? You need to get to the engagement hall—now!” Ella’s
The room seemed to shrink as the intensity between Ella and Derek grew, the air was thick with a primal need that neither of them could control. Derek's body pressed down on hers, his lips tracing a scorching part along her neck, making her grasp with each kiss, each bite. His hands roamed her skin exploring every curve, every inch of her trembling body as if he couldn't get enough of her.Ella arched her back, her chest brushing against his, her skin was on fire from his touch. Her head spun, both from the alcohol and the overwhelming sensation of being so close to him, her true mate. She had never felt anything like this. Every fiber of her body aches for him, needed him, and the bond between them seemed to magnify every sensation,making her more sensitive, more desperate. “Derek…” she whispered, her voice shaky as her fingers dug into his back. Her nails scraped against his skin, pulling a growl from deep within his throat . He looked down at her, his eyes dark and wild from lus
The dim lighting of the bar flickered, casting shadows over Alpha Derek Kingston of the Moonstone Pack as he downed another shot of whiskey. His tall, imposing frame was hunched over the bar, a scowl fixed on his face as he ignored the brunette who had been shamelessly trying to seduce him for the last half hour. Her hand slid up his arm, her voice dripping with desire, but Derek didn’t even glance her way. His mind was elsewhere, uninterested in the shallow advances of yet another desperate woman.“Get lost! ,” Derek said coldly, his voice a deep growl that sent shivers down her spine. He pushed her hand away roughly, eyes still fixed on his drink. “Find someone else, I'm not interested.”The woman pouted, but eventually took the hint and walked away with a huff. Derek exhaled sharply, running a hand through his dark, tousled hair. He wasn’t here for this—he was here to escape the relentless responsibilities of being Alpha, even if just for a few hours. The pressure from the deci







