LOGINThird Person’s POVThe land was quiet again. Not the uneasy silence that follows battle, but a calm that felt earned. Walls were repaired. Borders were secure. Fires burned for warmth, not warning. The packs moved forward, slowly learning how to live without fear.The war had taken much. But it had
Third Person’s POVPeace never truly came. Not while Dylan still breathed with hatred in his chest.While Austin’s pack rebuilt their walls and healed their wounded, Dylan gathered what little power he had left. He no longer planned with reason. He no longer cared about laws or councils. All he want
Third Person’s POVThe night was unnaturally quiet. Too quiet for a pack still at war.Explosive devices were hidden under the hospital floors, inside drainage tunnels, beneath supply wagons, and near the healing wards. They were simple in design but very dangerous. They were not meant to capture la
Austin’s POVThis is the war all over again. Not steel and blood but the battle between instinct and respect. Between fear and trust.I wanted to tear the ritual apart before it began. Wanted to bury the witch’s knowledge and end Dylan with my own hands.But that would make Madison collateral. Again
Austin’s POVThe message came at midnight.No guard announced her presence, not even a single security alarm ringed. One moment the war room was silent, lit only by low-burning lamps and scattered maps. The next, the air shifted, thickened like the space itself had inhaled and forgotten to breathe o
Madison’s POVAfter we came back to home from the council hall massacre, the room felt too still. I noticed how the air felt heavier than it felt before we left for the council. I had been counting breaths, his, not mine, marking the rise and fall of his chest like a promise I could keep if I just s
Madison’s POV- But it is not right. All I am asking is to let me become your healer and in return help me to get my freedom. Why do you need to mark me again for that?I asked him directly. If I want to start my new life clear and without any more unwanted obstacles, I have to be clear right now.I
Austin’s POV“Prince, you have an invitation.” The Beta presented an envelope to me, covered in silk and basic ribbon. I am sure who sent it for me. Those filthy worms.The invitation stated –Respected Royal Prince,We humbly request you to visit our mansion tomorrow at the evening. Our son Dylan a
Third Person POV“We have to get that girl here anyhow. We need her power today.” Even though Madison refused to come several times, Dylan’s parents are determined to bring her at the hospital. So, they directly gave orders to their assistants.“If she doesn’t want to come willingly, then bring her
Then intentionally she made an omega soldier deeply injured. Zoey knew that Madison has already used her power at an extreme level and using it more would only lead her to failure. Hoping for the worst for Madison, Zoey pushed her to heal the omega soldier.The omega’s injury was severe and beyond r







