LOGINLAILA
The next morning, I woke up feeling a little braver. The tiny voice inside me had grown a little stronger overnight. Maybe I didn't have to be so scared all the time. I decided to surprise Damien with his favorite breakfast when he came home from the pack meeting. Maybe if I was really nice to him, he would be nice to me too. I dialed his phone and it rang for a couple of times before he picked up the call. "What?" He said when he answered the phone. "G..good morning Damien, uhm when are you getting home?" "Wow, so you're asking me questions about my whereabouts now?" Oh no he was angry now. "N..no Damien I..I just wanted to cook something special f..for you" "Something special, your special burnt food?" He laughed and I heard someone laugh at the background. "I.. I'm sorry" "Well, I'm still busy with pack duties so I won't be back till dinner. You better make sure not to burn the food and if you do, make sure to burn yourself along with it. Did I make myself clear?" He yelled "Y..yes" "What's that?" He growled. "Y..yes Damien" I spoke louder. "Pathetic thing for a mate" He said before disconnecting the call. I felt a tear drop down my cheek but I quickly wiped it with my hand and smiled at myself. At least he still wants me to cook. He's just busy with his Beta duties. Damien is not completely mean I know it. I cleaned up the house, put some makeup to cover my bruise and wore a long sleeved shirt before going to the store to get ingredients and a gift for Damien because our two year anniversary is tomorrow. When I got to the store to buy ingredients, I saw something that made my heart break into a million pieces. Damien was there, but he wasn't alone. He was with Vivian Hartwell, the daughter of Alpha Robert from the Mountain View Pack. They were standing very close together, and Damien had his arms around her waist. I hid behind a tall shelf and watched them. Vivian was everything I wasn't. She was tall and beautiful with long dark hair. Her wolf was strong - I had seen her shift into a gorgeous chstenut wolf with black stripes at previous festivals. "I can't wait until this is all over," I heard Vivian say to Damien. "When are you going to get rid of that pathetic excuse for a mate?" Damien laughed. "Soon, my love. Very soon. I just need to wait for the right moment." "She's so ugly and weak," Vivian said meanly. "I can't believe you've been pretending to be mated to that thing for two years." "It hasn't been easy," Damien said. "But my father said I needed to be mated to someone from this pack to secure our alliance. Laila was the easiest target because she's so desperate and stupid." "I'm sick and tired of being away from you my darling" Vivian whined with a pout. "I know my love, you are just the perfect woman fit to be my mate and Luna of my pack. Not that pathetic weak thing" I felt like someone had punched me in the stomach. All those sweet words he said to me at the festival... all those promises to love and protect me... they were all lies. 'Well, at least after tomorrow's Harvest Festival, you won't have to pretend anymore," Vivian said. "When all the other Alphas are there to witness it, you can publicly tell them about me, then we can finally be together as one big family." She said and held her slightly protruding stomach. "Yes I can't wait to be with you and my pup and the best part," Damien said with a cruel smile, "is that I found out some very interesting information about Laila. Information that will make sure no other male ever wants her." "Really? That's so amazing Damien" Vivian squealed and hugged him. They kissed then, long and passionate. I had to cover my mouth to keep from crying out loud. I ran home as fast as I could. When I got there, I threw up from all the pain in my heart. Everything I thought I knew about my life was a lie. Damien didn't love me. He had never loved me. I was just a tool he used to make his father happy and tomorrow, at our second anniversary, in front of everyone, he was going to throw me away like garbage. He has been cheating on me. I was his mate. He even has a child with that woman. I have been suspicious about him for a couple of months but I never wanted to believe that he could cheat on me. I even thought I was ungrateful for thinking that way about him. Now I realize that all my suspicions were true. Every single time he said he was busy with pack duties, he most likely wasn't. We weren't even living in the pack house. He said it was because he wanted us to have our own privacy but it was just because he wanted to have his privacy with his Vivian. Five months into our marriage, he stopped being intimate with me. He said it was because he didn't want to hurt me and wanted me to be able to shift before we had a child but they were all lies. He barely touched me except when he started hitting me, grabbing me or a few times when he forced his drunk self on me. If he never wanted to be with me, he should have at least treated me right. I have always been treated differently by pack members because I was an orphan who couldn't shift. When Damien came into my life, I thought I finally found happiness, love and a family to call my own but I was wrong. I was so wrong. No one loved me and no one will. I cried thinking about everything until I had no more tears left. Then I sat on my bed and tried to think about what to do. I could run away before the festival but where would I go? I had no money, no family except my uncle who clearly didn't care about me, and no friends who would help me. Or I could stay and face whatever horrible thing Damien was planning to do to me. At least then I would know the truth. The tiny voice inside me whispered like it was in pain "You deserve better than this." For the first time, I listened to it completely. "You're right," I whispered. "I do deserve better." -End of Flashback- As tears streamed down my face. I thought about everything and how I didn't have anything to live for anymore. Going with him wouldn't matter right?The stone circle was exactly as the scout had described—an ancient ritual site, open and exposed, with nowhere to hide. Damien stood in the center, looking almost casual despite the hostages kneeling in front of him. The family—mother, father, and two young children—were bound and gagged, their eyes wide with terror."Laila," Damien said warmly, as if we were meeting for tea instead of a hostage situation. "You actually came. And alone, just as I asked. I'm impressed.""Let them go," I said, stopping at the edge of the stone circle. "They have nothing to do with this.""They have everything to do with this," Damien corrected. "They're exactly what I'm fighting against—magical bloodlines polluting pure werewolf genetics. The little girl can heal, did you know?""At seven years old, she's already manifesting abilities that make her more valuable than a dozen normal wolves.""So you're going to kill a child for having abilities she didn't choose?" I asked."I'm going to eliminate
Hiiii, my amazing readers. I am so sorry I haven't updated in a while, my phone was bad and I fell sick but I am back now, Thank you so much for reading. I love you all!The day of the blood moon arrived with a tension that seemed to permeate every corner of Shadow Ridge. Warriors sharpened weapons, healers prepared supplies, and everyone moved with the awareness that tonight would change everything.I spent the morning in final preparations with Maya and the elders. Sarah had created additional protective charms, Rose had taught me emergency healing techniques I could use on myself, and Thomas had drilled me on combat strategies specific to fighting someone like Damien.But it was mid-afternoon when everything changed.A scout came running into the pack house, his face pale with urgency. "Alpha! There's news. About Damien."Kieran, who had been reviewing defensive positions with Marcus, immediately tensed. "What news?""He's been spotted. Near the western border. And he's not alo
Two days before the blood moon, I found myself unable to sleep. Kieran hadn't returned to our room—through the mate bond, I could sense him running through the forest in his wolf form, working out his rage and fear through physical exhaustion.I understood his fear. I shared it. But I couldn't let that fear stop me from doing what needed to be done.Restless, I went down to the pack archives where we'd stored all of Theodore's records and Damien's belongings from the hunting lodge. Maybe there was something we'd missed, some weakness in his plan that I could exploit.I was going through Damien's notes when my hand brushed against something that made my power flare—a small leather pouch containing what looked like personal items. Souvenirs from his victims.Among them was a lock of Seraphina's hair.The moment I touched it, my vision blurred and I was pulled into a memory—not mine, but hers. My touch-vision ability activating more powerfully than it ever had before.I was Seraphin
Three days before the blood moon, Kieran received word that changed everything.I was in the training yard, working through combat drills with Marcus, when I felt a sharp spike of fury through the mate bond. It was so intense that I actually stumbled mid-strike, my concentration completely shattered."Laila?" Marcus asked, concerned."Something's wrong with Kieran," I said, already running toward the pack house.I found him in his office with Dominic and Maya, all three of them looking grim. On the desk was a package—small, wrapped in black cloth."What is it?" I asked.Kieran's eyes met mine, and I saw such rage in them that I took an involuntary step back. "Damien sent another message. This one's... different."Maya gestured to the package. "Maybe you should see for yourself."With trembling hands, I unwrapped the cloth. Inside was a small jewelry box. When I opened it, my blood ran cold.It was a ring. An engagement ring, with a blood-red stone that looked disturbingly li
One week before the blood moon, I made a decision that I knew would hurt Kieran. But it was the right decision—the only decision that made sense.I waited until after dinner, when the pack house was quiet and most wolves had retired for the evening. Kieran and I were in his study, reviewing the latest security reports, when I finally spoke."I need to tell you something," I said. "And I need you to hear me out before you react."Kieran looked up from the papers, immediately sensing through the mate bond that this was serious. "What is it?""When the blood moon rises, when Damien makes his move—I need to face him alone."The temperature in the room seemed to drop. "No.""Kieran—""Absolutely not," he said, standing abruptly. "We've been through this. We face him together.""We can't," I said firmly. "The spell requires a specific setup. If Damien senses you or anyone else nearby, he won't proceed with the ritual. And if he doesn't proceed, we'll never get another chance like thi
The next few days were consumed with preparation. Warriors trained, magical wards were set up around the territory, and scouts kept constant watch for any sign of Damien. But for me, the hardest part was the internal struggle I was facing. Now that I knew the full truth about Damien—about Seraphina, about his plans, about everything—I had a choice to make. Did I tell Kieran everything? Or did I protect him from some of the more painful truths? I found myself in Kieran's study late one night, unable to sleep, staring at the journal entries and notes we'd recovered. The evidence was overwhelming—Damien had been planning my death for years, had killed Seraphina to keep his plan secret, had manipulated everyone around him with calculated precision. "You're thinking too hard," Kieran's voice came from the doorway. "I can feel it through the bond." "Can't sleep," I admitted. He came in and sat beside me, glancing at the papers spread across the desk. "Still going through
The next morning, I woke with a desperate need to share what I'd learned. The vision of my parents' death, Theodore's betrayal, Damien's involvement—it was too important to keep to myself.But I was trapped in a cell with guards outside my door. There was no way to contact Marcus or Maya or anyon
Maya walked with me for the first few miles in silence. I could feel her concern, but she didn't try to talk me out of what I was doing. She understood better than most what was at stake."He'll forgive you," she said finally. "Kieran. When this is over, he'll understand why you had to do this."
The training began immediately.Dominic assigned his best warriors to teach me combat techniques. Maya worked with me on advanced shielding—ways to hide my thoughts from psychic intrusion. Nathaniel taught me about Council protocols and hierarchies, everything he'd learned from decades of researc
Three days before I was supposed to begin my infiltration, Kieran arrived at the settlement.I knew he was coming before anyone announced it—the mate bond practically sang with his proximity, and the pendant burned against my skin with an intensity that made me gasp.He didn't come alone. Marcus w







