LOGINLuna Camilla sat in the alpha office, her gaze icy as she regarded Alpha Cassius and his family. The Alpha and his daughter, Thelia, looked nervous and guilty under her scrutiny. She was aware that they had hoped for a mating alliance between Asher and Thelia, but Luna Camilla had never entertained the idea. Thelia was too volatile, too spoiled, and too hard to control. However, Camilla had never anticipated that Asher would find his mate in a half-breed like Olivia. That, she could not allow.
Her ambitions were well known throughout the pack. Camilla was the true power behind her; her mate was weak and easily controlled. Her influence extended far and wide, and she had no intention of letting her carefully constructed plans be derailed by an unsuitable mate for her son. "Alpha Cassius," Camilla began, her voice cold and commanding, "I find it utterly disgraceful that a member of your pack would drug my son. The dose was so high that our healer has confirmed Asher will remain unconscious for several hours." Alpha Cassius shifted uncomfortably, his eyes downcast. "Luna Camilla, I am deeply sorry for this incident. I assure you, this is not reflective of our pack's values." Camilla's eyes narrowed. "Your apologies are noted, but they are insufficient. How could such a grave mistake occur under your watch? This negligence is intolerable." Alpha Cassius swallowed hard. "I understand your frustration, Luna Camilla. Please tell me how I can rectify this mistake." Camilla smiled, but it was devoid of warmth. "I am leaving now, Alpha Cassius, but I expect you to handle this problem swiftly. The problem being Olivia." "But Luna Camilla, Olivia has claimed to be Asher's mate. If what she says is true—" "If what she says is true, then it's even more important that we resolve this matter. Asher cannot be with a mate who has such questionable origins and who brings such chaos." Alpha Cassius nodded, his eyes twinkled. "I will see to it personally. Olivia will be dealt with." "Good," Camilla replied, her tone final. "I expect you to keep me informed of your progress. Do not fail me in this, Alpha Cassius." With that, she turned on her heel. one would stand in her way, especially not a half-breed like Olivia. ***************************** As soon as Luna Camilla's imposing figure disappeared from sight, the tension in the room erupted. Thelia's mother, Luna Yvette, turned on her daughter, her eyes blazing with fury. Slap ! Thelia's cheeks stung as her mother slapped her. "Thelia! How could you be so reckless?" Luna Yvette's voice echoed off the walls. "All you had to do was seduce Asher, and you couldn't even manage that?" Thelia's face flushed with anger and embarrassment. "It's not my fault! Olivia is to blame for everything! I drugged Asher, but somehow she got to him first." Alpha Cassius's face darkened, and he stepped forward, his voice low and menacing. "Thelia, do you realise what you've done? Do you understand the precarious position you've put us in?" Luna Yvette nodded in agreement, her face contorted with a mix of disappointment and rage. "We cannot afford to have this kind of scandal attached to our family. If Luna Camilla finds out that you were involved in drugging Asher, she will decimate our pack. You must never speak of this to anyone." Thelia's eyes widened in fear and indignation. "But what about Olivia? What are we going to do with her?" Alpha Cassius's expression turned steely; his decision made. "Olivia will be dealt with soon enough." Thelia's mother stepped closer to her, gripping her shoulders tightly. "Thelia, listen to me. You need to be careful. One wrong move, and everything we've worked for will be destroyed. Do you understand?" Thelia nodded, swallowing hard. "I understand. I won't say a word to anyone, I promise." ***************************************************** Olivia sat on the cold, hard floor of her cell, her mind a whirl of confusion and fear. She hugged her knees to her chest, her heart aching with desperate hope. Asher would come for her, wouldn't he? Mates were supposed to be bound by an unbreakable bond, destined to protect and care for each other. She pinned all her hopes on him. A soft voice from outside her cell interrupted her train of thought. She looked up to see Marcus. "Marcus?" she whispered, her voice trembling. "What's going on? Where's Asher?" Marcus's face was shadowed with worry as he approached the bars of her cell. "Olivia, things are worse than you know. Asher and his people have left. Luna Camilla rejected you as his mate, and he was drugged. Thelia is blaming you for everything." Olivia's heart sink. "But I didn't drug him! He's my mate, Marcus. How could they do this?" Marcus sighed, shaking his head. "No one here will believe you, Olivia. The Alpha and Luna have too much power, and they've already decided you're guilty. Your only chance is to escape. That's why I'm here." He handed her a small bag through the bars. "This has some money, clothes, and a phone. I have some human contacts from my college days. You need to go to them and lay low for a while. Alpha Cassius is planning to get rid of you, Olivia." Olivia's eyes widened with fear and determination. "But how will I get out?" Marcus glanced around nervously before producing a key. "I managed to get this from one of the guards. We don't have much time." He unlocked her cell door, and Olivia slipped out, her heart pounding. Marcus led her through the dimly lit corridors of the packhouse, their footsteps echoing ominously in the silence. They moved quickly. They reached the garage, and Marcus motioned for her to hide behind a stack of crates. A garbage truck rumbled nearby, its engine humming a low, steady rhythm. Marcus opened the back of the truck, revealing a narrow space filled with trash bags. "It's not ideal, but it's the best way to get you out unnoticed; the stench will hide your scent." Marcus said, his voice low. Olivia nodded, her throat tight with fear and gratitude. "Thank you, Marcus. I don't know how to repay you." Marcus gave her a sad smile. "Just stay safe, Olivia. I'll do what I can to help from here." He helped her climb into the back of the truck, arranging the bags around her to provide some cover. As the truck began to move, Olivia's heart raced. She was leaving everything she knew behind, venturing into the unknown with nothing but a bag and a fragile hope. Finally, the truck slowed to a stop. Marcus opened the back and helped her out, the night air cool and fresh against her skin. "This is as far as I can take you," he said, handing her the bag. "There's a bus station a few miles from here. Take the first bus you can and contact the people I mentioned. They'll help you." Olivia nodded, her eyes filling with tears. "Thank you, Marcus. I won't forget this." "Good luck, Olivia. Stay strong." With that, Marcus climbed back into the truck and drove away, leaving Olivia alone on the side of the road. She took a deep breath, her resolve hardening. She had survived this long, and she would keep surviving. For Asher, she would go to him and tell him that she was his mate.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







