LOGINLyra’s POVAs my vision started to fade, Winston lifted me and carried me out of the Ballroom, towards the Chambers with Elayne following closely behind. His face was a mask of sheer terror, his breath ragged as we neared the room. Elayne pushed the door open and he took me in. To my surprise, the midwives were already there alongside the pack doctor, moving sharply as Winston led me to the bed. The witches were there too. They must have informed the midwives even before we started coming. No wonder they weren't in the hall when the pain started. They had probably known this would happen and hurried to make arrangements in time. Placing me on the bed, Winston moved to the side, still holding my hand, allowing the midwives to quickly close in and check on my state. He tried to stay by my side, his hand white-knuckled as he gripped my hand, but the midwives quickly refused. “You need to leave us now, Alpha. You cannot be here,” they said.Reluctantly, he walked out of the room, leav
Lyra’s POV“He kissed me and then gave me a choice,” I vented to Elayne and the sisters. Donna watched my form, standing a bit further from the rest of the ladies, her brow furrowed as she fixed a keen gaze on me. “He… He said I could tell him anything, that I could make any choice I wanted and he was going to go by that choice,” I continued. “I wanted to tell him the truth right there but I couldn't. As soon as he gave me that choice, everything changed completely, and I… I didn't know what to do anymore.”I paused, letting out a forced breath. “I just feel so pressured by all of this,” I complained, my hands lightly trembling with a memory that I couldn't quite shake off no matter how hard I tried to. “I'm not so sure about what I'm supposed to do and I don't want to make the wrong choice.”Elayne and Dina exchanged a mischievous and delighted look with each other before turning back to me, taking a step towards me in unison. “Most pregnant women would kill to be stressed by a h
Randall’s POV“There would be no wedding anymore between Susan and me,” I announced as I stood before the high council in the throne room. “The wedding has been cancelled. I will inform you all about any further changes. Thank you.”The Elders rose from their seats, their faces twisted in indignation. The Chief Elder’s displeasure was more evident than the others as he stamped his staff onto the ground with sheer force. “This is unacceptable,” he said. “We have planned for this wedding. Everything is ready. The guests are on their way to this pack and all of us are dressed for the occasion.”He pointed out the door. “Have you looked outside, Alpha? Your people are ready. You can hear the excitement in their voices. They want to see their Luna Queen. They want to see Susan ascending the throne alongside you.”“You’re making a big mistake,” Dan supported, shaking his head. “Please, have a rethink. This is a catastrophic decision that you're about to make.”“The pack needs the stability
Lyra’s POVNews of the upcoming union with Winston and the mysterious ‘Daisy’ had spread in the pack like wildfire, turning it into a nest of whispers. It was all that most people talked about. I heard it everywhere I went. They didn't even bother to keep their mouths shut in my presence. If anything, the whispers got louder and louder, leaving me very uncomfortable each time I stepped out of the packhouse. The ladies didn't make it any easier for me. They continued yapping about the wedding, trying to find out my favourite colours so they could suggest a style of dress. Thankfully, they knew who I was so no one around me had to call me ‘mysterious’ or give a thousand reasons why I wasn't supposed to be Winston's mate.Not like I wanted to be anyway. If I had my way, I'd have rejected his proposal. Those claims just made me feel less of myself, positioning me as one who was too inferior to be alongside an alpha but I knew one thing… It was simply because I hid my identity from all
Lyra’s POVAs soon as Winston stepped out of the room, Elayne and the witch sisters fully descended into a fit of gossip that I couldn't quite escape. “This is so cute. Can you imagine how adorable they'll be on the day of their wedding?” Dina giggled like a little child. “Of course, they'll make a very beautiful couple. Both are good-looking people. I'm sure they'll have many children who would look just as beautiful as they do,” Donna concurred.Elayne paced the room with a triumphant smirk on her face, tossing out a series of “I told you so’s” that made my head spin.I sighed. If only I'd known that they'd all behave this way, I would have asked Winston to stay back in my room and sent them away instead. Their chatter continued. Their talks stung my ears in ways that I didn't like, but I had no choice but to hear all they had to say. It's not like I could have just closed my ears with my palms just to have some peace, right?The sisters were just as animated as Elayne. Maybe a
Randall’s POVLooking down at Susan, a familiar feeling of disgust crawled down my spine as I stood behind my desk, I pointed a finger at her.“You really thought I wouldn't know about him?” I asked, watching more colour drain from her face. “You really thought that tongues wouldn't wag about such an atrocity?”The man, who was now firmly pinned to the floor by Juan, wasn't merely a criminal or a hired hand for the plague she brought upon my people. He was her secret lover whom she had been sneaking into the estate for months. The first time it happened, a maid had reported to me that Susan was making strange movements. I tasked two maids to follow up on the matter, two maids whom I was certain were never going to report back to her. At first, she met him outside the quarters late into the night but soon, she grew rather emboldened, bringing him right into a secret room at the far end of the packhouse where they did all sorts of things.My lips curled in disgust as I stared at the
Lyra’s POVMay, Fiona and I were creeping down the servants’ corridor when another explosion rocked the foundation of the building, causing us to gasp almost at the same time. I shuddered, turning to May who looked very flustered. She stood rooted to a spot, her hands trembling vehemently.Fiona p
Randall’s POVI tried my hardest to hold back but the woman before me was relentless. Years of experience had made her resolute but right now, she was a bit slower than she was in her prime. Despite her desperate attempts to get to me, I held in my rage, electing to play her games for as long as I
Lyra’s POVI navigated through the courtyard, evading several swings of swords that nearly had my head chopped off and the heavy fallen bodies dropping each passing minute. My mind was a bloody mess, my heart caught in my throat as I looked out for my father who was nowhere to be found. But deep
Randall’s POV Instead of answering my question, she bared her teeth at me, staring at my right leg and hoping she'd find a weakness. But I was trained for moments like this. Back when I was still a teenager, I sparred with older Alphas, learning from them, even beating them sometimes. So thi







