Masuk🍃 Arria POV By the following morning, my sparring session was done. Breakfast—done. Ordering furniture for the office—done. Meeting my parents again—not done. I had to be at school in two hours. I had no more time to drag it out. I exhaled and stood up. “Let’s do it.” Fenrir nodded once, stood, took my hand, and led me out. A few minutes later, we were in front of Greg’s house. I knocked right away, not giving myself time for second thoughts. My mother opened the door and invited us in. “Good morning, Arria...” She hesitated only for a moment. “Alpha.” I almost expected her to call him Beta Stronghold. She used to do that a lot—showing people exactly where they stood in the chain of command. This time, she either did not dare anger him, or she and my father had talked and agreed on an entirely different approach. “Morning, Mom,” I replied, glancing around to find my father already waiting in the kitchen. I went ahead, gripping Fenrir’s hand tightly. The smell of cookie
🍃 Arria POV Fenrir sat in the chair by the window while I watched him from the bed. I was still trying to process everything I had heard before I had finally reached my limit and walked away. “You seem remarkably unbothered by the possibility that I manipulated you into being content with me,” I said eventually, my voice quiet. His eyes snapped to me. A fiery gold ring appeared around his irises, a sign that both Fenrir and Alaric were at the forefront. “And you did not freak out,” he stated. “The shadows barely stirred.” I smiled sadly. “It’s just that part of me is terrified I did it... and another part knows I wouldn’t undo us even if I knew how.” And I desperately hoped he had chosen me freely—that none of this had been another lie created by my power. He studied my face for a while. Then, slowly, a small, devilish smile pulled at his lips. “My mate is getting bolder,” he said in a low tone. “You should not be so satisfied,” I said indignantly. “You are now not only c
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🍃 Arria POVFenrir held my gaze for a moment longer.Then his aura shifted.My parents rose, and for several seconds, the only sounds in the room were their ragged, heavy breaths.I had seen Fenrir do this a few times by now, but this time, it felt different.My father had once been my shield.Now he was the one I needed protection from.Too many lies, I reminded myself.The thought helped me hold on to my strong facade.“You’ve changed,” my mother said quietly.It wasn’t an accusation but a statement.Fenrir would have said nothing.But I wasn’t him.I was angry and vulnerable, and he would protect me regardless.“You did this,” I told her. “Both of you.”I drew in a deep breath, preparing myself to say the words aloud.“You hid my identity. You sealed my wolf. You let me believe you were dead. And when I was at my weakest, you left me in the hands of a man who hurt me—”“No. No, Arria. It wasn’t like that—” she interrupted hurriedly.I didn’t let her continue.She had no right to a
🍃 Arria POV My father. He looked the same as before. There were perhaps a few more gray strands in his hair, but that was all. Except for the worry in his eyes. He wasn’t sure I would go to him. I glanced at Fenrir beside me. He simply let go of my hand. It was encouragement enough. I crossed the three steps separating me from my father in an instant, and then I was caught in the familiar bear hug I had grown up with. His scent enveloped me, and somehow, for the first time, it all felt real. “My little girl,” he said, his voice tight and his hold on me even tighter. I smiled against him. “You’re back, Daddy,” I murmured. “Yes, I am,” he confirmed. “We both are.” Then his left arm released me just long enough to pull my mother into the embrace too. Her arm immediately wrapped around my waist, and I slipped mine over her shoulders. A family hug, I thought. A long-overdue wish of mine. Something I had believed I’d lost forever. It felt good. Really, really good. Lik
🍃 Arria POVI closed the front door behind Fenrir’s back and stayed still for a moment longer, making sure he would not hear what was to come.Then one low whimper left me, and the tears started.I slid to the ground with my back against the wall, pulled my legs against my chest, hugged them, and lowered my face over my knees.I crumbled.My parents were alive.They are alive, I repeated.I had not cried back then.I could not hold it now.The relief that they were all right was so overwhelming that my body trembled with the silent cries leaving me.Five minutes, I told myself.Then I would be strong again.I would go back to being logical and one of this gathering’s leaders.But now...Now I let myself feel it.Everything that had been crushing me for so long.All the emotions flooding me at once.So I cried.I cried aloud.Just for a moment.Or so I thought.Then the door suddenly opened.My head snapped up.He took one glance at the empty room, then at me.Without saying a single
Chapter 6 The whip lay coiled on the stone bench beside Aron. For a moment, no one moved. The evening air felt colder than it should have been. The courtyard walls trapped the silence, pressing it down over all of us. I wanted to scream. To tell them how unfair it all was. How none of it had ev
5 days later When I arrived, the yard was empty. The laughter that usually greeted me was gone. Inside, the children were sitting in rows behind desks while an instructor stood in front of the room. “Extra lessons,” one of the caretakers explained when she noticed me standing by the door. “The
In the days that followed, changes began to appear everywhere. Patrols along the borders doubled. Training sessions started earlier and ended later. Warriors who had once joked with one another in the yard now moved with a sharper focus. At first the pack welcomed it. Strength always brings comfo
The pack was left in the hands of the Beta family. Again. And I was left to think about what to do from now on. There was a huge possibility that I would never be truly a werewolf. In fact, according to our history 18th was the last threshold. My parents' obsession with believing I had a wolf w







