LOGINIMPORTANT: A Note on the Final ChaptersHello Dear Readers!I’m reaching out to let you know that I’ll be taking a step back to focus purely on the quality of these final chapters. I don’t want to force the pace or rush the ending, as you deserve a finale that is truly worth the wait.Please note that I’ll be taking my time with this process to ensure everything is perfect, so the next updates won't be coming immediately. I want to make sure the conclusion of Alaric and Samantha's story is exactly what it needs to be.Thank you for your patience and staying on this journey with me!
Samantha's POVWe were ushered into a single room after revealing to my grandparents that we were mates. Later that night, we attended the banquet organized to receive us, as it was Nightveil protocol. While I tried to enjoy the performances, my eyes darted around the hall in search of Jada, but she was nowhere to be found.I decided to scan the crowd myself, but instead of Jada, I bumped into someone else."Elnora? I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were behind me," I apologized.She looked awkward. She had been stealing glances at our table all night, and while it worried me, Jada was my priority."No, it's my mistake. Pardon me," she said gracefully. She bowed slightly and turned to leave, but I grabbed her arm. She trembled under my touch. I assumed she was acting strange now that she knew I was the Headmistress’s granddaughter."I don't see Jada the Siren anywhere," I said, choosing to ignore her discomfort."Oh, she loves her privacy. She hardly comes out." Elnora looked nervous. I
Samantha’s POVThe metal gates slowly opened to reveal a large hall with high ceilings and beautiful chandeliers; the design still had that same ancient beauty as the rest of the academy. At the center stood a woman advanced in age, with dark hair and strands of silver-gray. I knew even without introductions that she was my grandmother, and beside her was a man I didn't need any introduction to recognize: he was her mate and my grandfather.He had blond hair and eyes shaped just like mine and my mother’s; the resemblance was striking. They both carried a unique aura, one I believed was common among White Wolves. Their expressions were a perfect mirror for the shock I was feeling. To see someone who looked just like me, other than my mom, felt surreal.The moment our eyes met, they both gasped. Mistress Iris took a step toward me, her movement was instinctive, I didn't think she even realized she was taking it."I can't believe this. You look just like your mother," Mistress Iris said,
Samantha’s POVI didn’t know what surprise awaited me next, but I had to be prepared every day. After everything I’d discovered since the night of the blue moon, I realized I was never meant to have an ordinary life.Alpha Thorne had told me the story of how he met my mother and why he had been banned from Nightveil ever since. It was no secret that the Southern packs were allowed entry into Nightveil twice a year, but the majority, if not all were declined entrance most of the times. On one of the rare occasions my father had been allowed into Nightveil, he discovered my mother was his mate. My grandmother, however, could not believe it and refused to accept their bond. She believed my mother would be mated to one of the males in their own pack, as it had always been. White wolves never mated outside their pack—and to a Lycan? To Iris, having a child with a Lycan meant their pure blood would be stained. Since my mother was her only child and the heir, she couldn't allow such a unio
Samantha's POVThe DNA was processed and the results finally came out. It was confirmed, Alpha Thorne was truly my father."So it's true," I said, holding the paper before me. I could see how relieved he felt, and I felt emotional as my hands began to shake over the paper. Alaric came behind me to knead my shoulder. "I can't believe this, Alaric." Tears spilled from my eyes. "I had a dad this entire time and I suffered for nothing. My mum... she had gone through so much and I hated her without knowing the real truth thinking she abandoned me. Alaric pulls me into his arms to console me, his warmth giving me the comfort I needed."It's alright, you have your father now, and you have me. We will do everything to find your mum, okay?" I nod while tears kept streaming down face. "Now, it's time to reunite with your dad." I look at him and then turn to Alpha Thorne. His eyes were reddened and he released heavy sighs, like he was fighting the urge to tear up.I couldn't help myself from so
Samantha's POV "How dare you, after rejecting her!" he said, his hand ready to punch Alaric. I understood him now; if what he said last night was true then he was just being a protective father this entire time."Alpha Thorne, let him go. Now!" I said. I saw his hands tremble with anger. He hesitated before he finally let Alaric go. Alaric didn't even try to fight back; sometimes I felt he still felt guilty for the all pain he caused me. Alpha Thorne looked frustrated at my intervention. "Why do you keep protecting him? He doesn't deserve you," he yelled. I could hear the disappointment in his voice."And how would you know that if you don't know the entire truth?" I asked. He froze, his eyes squinting in shock and curiosity."What truth? What truth can ever equate the pain he caused you by rejecting you and still having you around while being engaged to another woman? Huh?""Isn't that why we are all here? To address every question, every confusion, and every half-truth?" He squint







