LOGINThe moonlight filtered through the trees, casting silvery shadows on the ground. Olivia kept her gaze ahead, her thoughts racing. The evening had been unexpectedly pleasant, far removed from the tension she had anticipated. Still, she couldn’t shake the feeling that she needed to maintain her distance from Asher.
When they reached the edge of the forest path leading to her home, Olivia abruptly stopped walking. Asher paused besides her, looking at her with a mixture of curiosity and concern. "There’s no need for you to walk me all the way home," Olivia said, her voice firm but gentle. "I can go on my own from here." Asher frowned, a trace of worry clouding his features. "It’s late, Olivia. I’d feel better if I saw you home safely." Olivia shook her head, a small smile playing on her lips. "I’m a wolf, Asher. I can defend myself against any human who might cross my path." "I know you can," Asher replied, his voice tender. "But that doesn’t stop me from wanting to make sure you’re safe." Olivia’s eyes met his, and for a brief moment, the tension between them eased. But she couldn’t allow herself to be swayed. "I appreciate it," she said quietly, "but I’ll be fine." Asher hesitated, his gaze lingering on her. Then, in a swift movement, he closed the distance between them. His hand cupped her cheek, and before she could react, he leant in and kissed her. It was over almost as quickly as it had begun, but the warmth lingered, spreading through her like wildfire. Olivia’s breath caught, and she stared at him, her heart pounding. Asher pulled back, his thumb brushing lightly against her cheek. His eyes held a mixture of longing and resignation, as if he knew this was as close as he could get to her for now. "Goodnight Olivia," he murmured. "I will find you again." Without waiting for a response, Asher turned and walked away, leaving Olivia standing there, her thoughts a whirlwind of emotions. She watched him disappear into the shadows, her hand unconsciously reaching up to touch the spot where his lips had brushed against her skin. For a moment, she stood there, trying to steady her racing heart. The kiss had been unexpected, yet it wasn’t unexpected. But it also complicated things, stirring up feelings she wasn’t ready to confront. *** Luna Camilla’s day had been going smoothly, or as smoothly as it could in the midst of all the preparations. The looming mating ceremony for her son, Asher. But when an Omega knocked on her office door and informed her that Alpha Cassius was requesting an urgent meeting, irritation prickled beneath her composed exterior. She took a moment to smooth her dress and mentally prepare herself before she allowed Cassius into her office. He was ambitious, and while their packs had maintained a cordial relationship over the years, there was always a sense that Cassius was playing a long game, with every move calculated. As Cassius entered, Camilla didn’t bother with pleasantries. "What do you want, Cassius?" she asked, her tone clipped as she took her seat behind the large oak desk. Her sharp gaze fixed on him. Cassius gave her a tight smile as he settled into the chair opposite her. "I won’t waste your time, Luna Camilla," he began, his voice smooth but laced with a hint of something darker. "Are you aware of Asher’s whereabouts?" Camilla raised an eyebrow, her irritation flaring. "Of course I am. He’s my son. He’s in Wolf Creek busy with work, and we speak every day." Cassius’s smile didn’t waver, but there was a gleam in his eyes that made Camilla’s instincts sharpen. "Busy with work, you say? Or is he trying to postpone the mating ceremony?" Camilla’s patience was wearing thin. She straightened in her chair, her expression hardening. "I’ve promised Thelia as Asher’s mate, and I don’t break my promises, Cassius. The ceremony will happen as plOliviad." Cassius leant back in his chair, studying her with an unreadable expression. "I’m sure you intend to keep your word, but you should be careful, Luna. Letting him wander too much might not be wise. What if he finds his true mate before the ceremony? There are others out there, stronger ones. If certain secrets were to be revealed, it could jeopardise his position as the future Alpha King." A cold chill ran through Camilla, though she didn’t let it show on her face. Cassius’s words were like a thinly veiled threat, a reminder that the political landscape waseacherous as ever. She had worked tirelessly to ensure Asher’s future, making deals, forming alliances, and managing secrets that were best left buried. But now, Cassius was hinting at something more, something that could unravel everything she had built. The mention of a secret that could endanger Asher’s claim to the throne was not something she could ignore. Still, she kept her expression neutral, refusing to give Cassius the satisfaction of seeing her unsettled. "I’m not concerned, Cassius," she replied, her voice steady. "Asher knows his duty, and he knows what’s at stake. The mating ceremony will take place, and nothing will stop that." Cassius studied her for a moment longer, his eyes searching for any sign of weakness. When he found none, he gave a slight nod. "I’m sure you’re right, Luna. But do keep a close eye on him. The future of our packs depends on it." "Is that a warning ?" She asked, raising an eyebrow in response to Cassius’s cryptic statement. Cassius chuckled, shaking his head. "Consider it friendly advice," he replied before turning to leave the room. Luna watched him go, a sense of unease settling in the pit of her stomach. Camilla rose from her chair, her resolve hardening. She wouldn’t let anything jeopardise her son’s future. Not Cassius, not some potential mate, and certainly not a secret that should have remained buried. She had come too far to let it all slip through her fingers now. Without wasting another moment, she reached for the small silver bell on her desk and gave it a sharp ring. Within seconds, the door to her office opened, and her most trusted aide, Marcus, stepped inside. "You called, Luna?" Marcus asked, his voice low and respectful. Camilla stopped pacing and turned to face him, her expression serious. "Yes, Marcus. I need you to find out what Asher has been up to in Alaska. I’ve been told that he’s handling pack business, but I’m beginning to suspect there’s more to it." Marcus nodded. "Consider it done, Luna. I’ll get started right away," he assured her before turning to leave the room and carry out his orders.The hum of the engine filled the quiet space inside the SUV as Asher drove through the early morning light. Olivia glanced back at Kylian, who had fallen asleep again, his small chest rising and falling in a peaceful rhythm.She had been quiet since they left the scene of the attack, her mind racing with thoughts and questions. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she turned to Asher, her voice barely above a whisper."How did you find us?" Asher’s eyes remained focused on the road, his jaw tight. For a moment, she thought he wouldn’t answer, but then he spoke, his tone controlled and measured."I never left."Olivia blinked, confusion flickering across her face. "What do you mean?""Carlisle saw you leaving," Asher explained, his voice steady. "He called me immediately at the airport. By the time I caught up, you were in trouble. We chased after you, and when I saw the rogues surrounding your car, I knew I couldn’t wait any longer."Olivia’s breath caught in her throat. She ha
The air around them was thick with tension, the remnants of his fury still crackling in the atmosphere. His golden eyes remained locked on Kylian, wide and innocent in Olivia’s arms, but there was no mistaking the truth. He was his child.His son.A mix of emotions surged through Asher, hitting him like a tsunami. Rage coursed through his veins. Betrayal stung deep. But beneath the anger, beneath the hurt, there was something even stronger—an overwhelming sense of love. His wolf howled within him, recognising the connection instantly, its instincts flaring to life.Asher’s breath came in ragged gasps as he struggled to contain the anger swirling inside him. His gaze shifted from Kylian to Olivia, who was clutching the child close, her body tense, her eyes wide with fear and uncertainty. She had kept this from him. She had hidden his son. The thought of her leaving, disappearing without telling him—taking his own flesh and blood with her—ignited a fury he hadn’t felt in years.Slowly,
Olivia’s heart raced as she clutched Kylian tighter to her chest, her mind scrambling for a way out. But there was no escape. The men had formed a tight circle around her, their faces hard and unforgiving. She could feel their eyes on her, could sense their impatience.The man who had spoken took a step closer, his expression darkening as he noticed Kylian for the first time. He frowned, glancing over his shoulder at the others. "She’s supposed to be alone," he said, his voice laced with confusion. "Why does she have a child with her?"Another man stepped forward, his eyes narrowing as he studied Olivia and Kylian. "I don’t know, but it doesn’t matter. A prey is a prey.""Should we kill him ?"The man who had spoken before shook his head. "Not yet," he said, his tone cold and final. "Let’s take them both back with us and decide later."Olivia’s mind raced as she listened to them talk, her fear growing with every passing second. Whoever these men were, they hadn’t expected Kylian to be
The night was darkest just before dawn, the inky blackness of the Alaskan wilderness stretching endlessly around her. Olivia gripped the steering wheel of her old car tightly, her knuckles white, as the headlights carved a narrow path through the dense forest that bordered the road. The only sound was the hum of the engine and the occasional rustle of the wind through the trees. The further she drove, the more she felt her breath begin to steady, her heartbeat slowing as the distance grew. She had left everything behind—the small town, the café, the life she had built with Veronica and Helen. She had done what she knew best: she ran.She had no destination in mind, only a vague plan to find a motel and lay low until Veronica contacted her. It was safer this way, she told herself. Safer for Kylian, safer for Veronica and Helen. She couldn’t let them be dragged into the danger that seemed to follow her wherever she went.But as she rounded another bend in the road, her stomach twisted
Carlisle stood there, feeling a whirlwind of thoughts spiraling in his mind as Asher’s words barely registered. "That explains why she’s been avoiding you. She probably found out about your connection to me and doesn’t trust you."But Carlisle wasn’t really listening. His mind was stuck on something else, something that had been nagging at him ever since the fun fair. Kylian. The little boy with the bright blue eyes. Carlisle had brushed off the familiar feeling at first, thinking it was nothing more than a fleeting sense of déjà vu. But now, with everything Asher had just revealed, the pieces of the puzzle started to fall into place, and the picture they formed was troubling.Who was the father? That question gnawed at him like a persistent itch he couldn’t scratch. If Kylian was a werewolf, Carlisle would have sensed it immediately. Werewolves had a distinctive scent, one that was impossible to miss. But he hadn’t scented anything unusual on the boy. Which meant... what? Was Olivia
Carlisle and Helen sat across from each other at a quaint little café, the soft hum of conversation around them creating a cozy atmosphere. The scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, blending with the sweetness of pastries displayed on the counter. Carlisle couldn’t help but smile as he watched Helen stir her coffee, her delicate fingers moving gracefully."So, you’re a schoolteacher?" Carlisle asked, his tone warm with genuine interest.Helen nodded, a soft smile playing on her lips. "Yes, I teach kindergarten. It’s a lot of work, but I absolutely love it. The kids are so full of energy and curiosity. They keep me on my toes."Carlisle leant in slightly, captivated by the light in her eyes as she talked about her job. "It sounds like you’re really passionate about it.""I am," Helen agreed, her smile widening. "And it helps that I can take Kylian to school with me. I help take care of him because my sister is busy with the café. My mum runs it."Carlisle’s admiration for Hele







