“Alex!” I scream, slamming the apartment door open with shaking hands. My heart thunders against my ribcage, the frantic beats echoing in my ears. The dimly lit room spins around me as I lean against the door, trying to catch my breath. Alex and I thought staying here would be safer than the pack house, but now I’m not so sure. Terror claws at my insides, making me nauseous. I can hardly catch my breath, each inhale feeling like it’s scraped raw against my throat.Heavy footsteps pound down the stairs, growing louder with each step, and suddenly, Alex is right in front of me, eyes wide with alarm. “Hannah, what’s wrong?” His voice is taut, his face etched with worry lines as he takes in my disheveled appearance. He reaches out, almost hesitant, as if afraid of what I might say.I open my mouth, but no words come out. Tears spill down my cheeks in hot, panicked streams. The memory of Collins’ determined eyes as he chased me replays in my mind, making me shudder violently. “He...he almo
“I’m afraid I’m right, Hannah. You are not their daughter. I don’t know why they claimed Alice was the adopted one, but the truth is, you are the one who was adopted,” Alex says solemnly after I finish recounting my dream.I can’t find the words to respond, my throat constricting as the truth sinks in. He’s right. It wasn’t just a dream, but a suppressed childhood memory that has suddenly resurfaced with startling clarity. I run shaky hands through my disheveled hair, exhaling a ragged sigh as turmoil swirls within me.Alex moves closer, kneeling before me and taking my trembling hands in his. His thumbs trace soothing circles over my knuckles as he tries to calm the storm raging inside me. “You know, it also explains a lot of things now. Why they were so hell-bent on you being my wife and not Alice, even though she’s their real daugh
ALICEI couldn’t believe I was on the run because of that infuriating bitch, Hannah. Everything was perfect - Alex was finally mine until she came along and ruined it all with her damned specialness. If only she wasn’t a rare silver wolf, that potion Collins had, the witch brew, would have worked on her. Then, it wouldn’t matter whether Alex obtained the antidote or not. But no, she just had to be fucking special, didn’t she? I seethed with rage at the thought. Collins was a fool for not considering the possibility that the potion might not work on a silver wolf. Now, the werewolf police were likely hot on our trail for practicing black magic - a crime punishable by unimaginable horrors I dared not face.To make matters even worse, Cameron had rejected me because of my actions, all thanks to Hannah. If Alex wasn’t so pathetically in love with her and determined to get her back, he wouldn’t have sought out that blasted antidote and given it to Cameron, leaving me with only one mate. F
HANNAHThe sounds of frantic voices calling my name stir me from unconsciousness, their tones laced with concern. I slowly peel open my heavy eyelids, and they widen in shock as I take in the sight before me – an older woman bearing an uncanny resemblance to myself, her features mirroring my own. Beside her stands Alex, his brow furrowed with worry."You're awake," Alex breathes, relief washing over his face as he helps me sit upright on the bed, his strong arms encircling me in a protective embrace."Are you okay?" the woman asks, her voice trembling with a mixture of hope and trepidation as she reaches out to touch my arm. Instinctively, I recoil from her touch, my body tensing with a visceral wariness that courses through my veins like liquid fire."Stay away from me," I warn, my tone sharp and uncompromising as I level an icy glare at her, my heart pounding against my ribcage."Aura, I'm–" she begins, but I cut her off with a dismissive wave of my hand, my anger simmering just ben
My tiny hand grips Mummy tightly, her palm enveloping mine as we approach the towering castle gates. I’ve never laid eyes on such grandeur before, and a sense of wonder washes over me. The sun glistens off the polished stone, beckoning us into its warm embrace. I never want to leave this magical place, a stark contrast to the damp, musty caves where Mummy and I have been taking shelter these past few nights. Those dismal hideaways could never replicate the radiant beauty and inviting warmth that seemed to emanate from the very walls of this enchanting castle. A flicker of hope ignites within me—perhaps Mummy will let me stay in this beautiful castle forever.My reverie is abruptly shattered by a strangled gasp. “Your highness...” A man’s voice trembles with disbelief as his eyes fall upon Mummy. His ashen complexion betrays the shock coursing through his veins as if he’s witnessed a specter materialize before him. My brow furrows in confusion. Why are they looking at mummy like they’v
ALICEThe night air is thick with tension as Henriette and I teleport to the borders of the Sky Pack territory. This is the moment I have been waiting for - a chance to get Alex back, no matter the cost. Hen dark eyes narrow, nostrils flaring as she scents the air like a predator catching the scent of prey. “Stinking Dogs,” she snarls, lips curling back over her teeth in a feral sneer.I stay close beside her, my heart pounding in my chest. Collins had learned of our plans that morning, but one withering glare from Hen silenced any protest due to him keeping Hannah’s identity secret.Hen strides forward, her boots crunching on the gravel path leading to the packhouse. A young wolf spots us, and his eyes go wide with shock and fear. “Dark witch!” he yells in warning, his voice cracking with panic.In an instant, wolves begin emerging from the shadows, surrounding us in a loose circle of bared fangs and growls. “Quickly, inform the alpha!” another shouts. Hen throws back her head an
HANNAHAlex’s car screeches to a halt, and we tumble out onto the bloodstained grounds of the Sky pack territory. I gasp in horror, my eyes widening as I take in the carnage surrounding us. Broken bodies litter the earth - men, women, even children, their limbs contorted at grotesque angles. Pools of crimson spread outward, staining the grass a deep, violent red. My stomach lurches as I spot disembodied hearts ripped from chests and discarded like refuse. The metallic stench of death clogs my nostrils, dredging up memories of the brutal attack on the Silver wolf pack years ago. But this...this is so much worse. More savage, more merciless, a massacre of innocents.“Alex!” A familiar voice cuts through the eerie silence. I whip around to see Luna Marley staggering towards us, her clothes and skin drenched in scarlet from head to toe. She looks like she has crawled straight out of a slaughterhouse.“Mom!” Alex rushes forward, frantic hands roving over her, checking for injuries.“It’s
Mom finishes the story, her voice quivering as she recalls how fiercely I resisted when they tried to lock my memories. She confesses she was initially reluctant to take Alice because of the immense risk involved, but her parents’ insistence and her desperation to keep me safe forced her hand.“Wow, I had my reservations about the Alpha and Luna of the Bloodmoon Pack, but finding out they offered Alice despite knowing the risks leaves me utterly speechless,” Alex says, his eyes wide with astonishment.“Me too,” Mom replies, her voice heavy with disdain. “They were so power-hungry. They saw Alice as a means to gain a more powerful daughter.”“Yeah, but their plan backfired since my memories were locked away with the power,” I say, and Mom nods in agreement, her expression somber.“How about Kevin? How did he end up with you after being presumed dead?” Alex asks, leaning forward with curiosity.“He discovered what his parents did and was furious. All this time, he believed Alice was wit