LOGINJenn’s POV
My heart ached with Wade’s choice, but I couldn’t let it get to me. I was still the Luna of the pack and I couldn’t let a stranger come in and destroy everything. My hand unconsciously stroked the mark on my neck where Wade gave me the mate bite. Even if I wasn’t his mate, he’d seen it fit to mark me, claiming me as his own. Now it throbbed with the pain in my heart. I turned to walk over to the pack house when I saw Alva, my childhood friend, coming over to meet me. “Hey, Alva,” I greeted her “Oh my God, Jenn are you okay?” she fretted, “How can Wade do such a thing to you, I mean you two have been together for so long” she cried. “Morgan is his fated Alva, anyone would do the same as Wade, I just don’t trust that Morgan of a girl, but we always figure things out don’t we?” I said “There is no need to be worried about me, I'll be okay, I was on my way to the pack house, let’s talk some other time” I said to her. “Please be careful,” Alva cooed. “Of course, I will,” I smiled at her. I left her standing there staring at me as I walked into the forest. It didn’t take long for us to get to our favorite spot – it was a clear lake, far enough from the pack house and quite close to the territory’s borders. The Alpha King’s territory was just some miles away. Since he recently took over his father’s pack, I’d never met him before, but we’d always heard rumors of the things he did. From those rumors, I knew one thing. He was a ruthless man. Taking off my clothes, I dipped into the crystal, clear water, it was chilling but exactly what I needed to calm myself down. As the full moon shone on my skin, the water sparkled like crystals, when I felt a dominating and powerful presence, and it wasn’t Wade’s, which made me alert. I carefully looked around when I spotted a silhouette of a huge wolf on a raised landscape on the other side of the lake across the border. He was dark but the moon made his fur shine, probably sliver or grey, and his eyes were glistening a bright red. “This isn’t good.” I said to myself. I immediately went underwater, swimming to the shore as fast as I could and ran for my life. I dared looked back but the wolf wasn’t following me, only his loud howl followed me piercing the quiet night. I was back at the edge of the forest in no time, and took my clothes from where I’d hid them. I pulled on my dress and tried to do the zipper at the back but my hands weren’t reaching it, I cursed and strained trying to get it done but it was no use. “Let me help,” I heard as I felt two cold hands touch my back and helped me with the zipper, I turned to see Beta Simon. “Beta Simon” I called wondering if he has been here the whole time, but it really does not matter as we werewolves are used to naked bodies. “What are you doing here?” I asked him “I have been waiting for you,” he said with a blank expression, “I found your clothes and knew you were on a run, wanted to make sure you’re okay.” “Oh yes I needed it to clear my head and be okay” I said “but that’s not important, there was an intruder at the Lake, send wolves to check it out.” “Of course, Luna.” He said and his eyes closed in for a moment as he gave orders through the mind link. I slowly started walking towards the pack house, leaving Simon behind me, but he quickly caught up and moved ahead to pull the heavy door open. The warm glow from the chandeliers inside washed over me as I stepped in, but it did nothing to chase away the chill still clinging to my skin. My heart was still racing from the encounter at the lake. “Beta Simon,” I said as we walked side by side down the wide hallway, “did you… did you inform Wade about the wolf I encountered at the lake?” His steps slowed slightly. “I attempted to,” I noticed how he was trying to pick his words carefully. “But the Alpha had urgent business to attend to and could not be disturbed at the time.” Urgent business. If it was pack business, I get why he’d put it first before me. Besides, I could take care of myself. Wade knew that. I nodded. “So he doesn’t know yet?” “No,” Simon replied. “But patrols are already on their way to secure the area.” I nodded again, trying to steady the strange mix of relief and disappointment in my chest. Of course Wade would be busy. The Alpha King. The ball. Morgan. Everything was chaos right now. “Well,” I said softly, lifting my chin, “if it was urgent pack business, then it must be important.” “Yes, Luna,” Simon agreed. We reached the front entrance of the pack house moments later. The large double doors were already open, letting in the cool night breeze. Simon stepped forward first, preparing to clear the way to my bedroom, but I froze in my tracks. Because Wade was standing right there. And so was Morgan. Except she was in his arms. She was cradled close against his chest as if she belonged there. Her head was tilted slightly toward his shoulder, one arm loosely wrapped around his neck. Wade’s hands were firm around her back and beneath her knees, his posture tense with concern. For a second, I couldn’t breathe. “What… is going on here?” my voice tightened and came out rougher than I intended. Wade looked up sharply at the sound of my voice, surprise flickering across his face, followed immediately by an emotion I didn’t catch. “Jenn,” he said. “You’re back.” Morgan shifted slightly in his arms, her eyes lifting to meet mine. A faint, almost victorious smile tugged at her lips. “She had a fall,” Wade said quickly. “Nothing serious, but she was shaken. I just brought her back from the infirmary.” A fall. That was the urgent business he had to attend to. The business that was more important than me. His Luna. The world seemed to tilt beneath my feet. “She stepped out to familiarize herself with the territory,” Wade continued, as if explaining would soften the blow. “She didn’t realize how uneven the ground was near the southern ridge.” My hands slowly curled into fists at my sides. I had just encountered a massive unknown wolf at the lake. A stranger. A possible threat. Something powerful enough to send my instincts into a frenzy. And Wade had been in the infirmary. With his supposed ‘fated mate’. “I tried, but you couldn’t be reached,” Simon said quietly beside me, clearly sensing the shift in the air. Wade’s gaze flicked to his Beta, then back to me. “Is something wrong?” I couldn’t answer. I could only stare at him. At the concern in his eyes. By the way his arms were still wrapped protectively around Morgan. I opened my mouth, ready to say something I might regret for the rest of my days. Ready to put an end to Morgan and her shenanigans forever. But the only words that came out were…Jenn’s POV The days after the battle passed in a haze of exhaustion and joy and grief. We buried Vicktor on a hill overlooking the northern border of his territory, beneath a stone carved with the names of his mate and daughter. His soldiers stood in silent rows as the sun set behind the mountains, and I spoke the words he’d asked me to speak: He died well. For Ilara. For Liana. The Northern King had finally found his peace. The Mad Alpha was taken to the deepest cell beneath the estate, where he would spend the rest of his life alone with the knowledge that his children had chosen me. Osiris visited him once – just once – and came back with nothing to say. Morgan didn’t visit at all. “She doesn’t need to,” Tristan said when I asked. They were standing together at the edge of the courtyard, their son cradled between them, a small family finally whole. “She’s already said everything she needed to say to him. She’s done.” Alice came to see the baby the morning after the birth. She’
Jenn’s POV I was on my knees beside him before I understood I’d moved. My hands pressed against the wound, and I pushed every ounce of power I had into him – the dark wolf howling, Liam’s strength flooding through the bond, everything I had. But the poisoned light drank it all. “Vicktor –” He smiled. The hard lines of his face softened, the weight he’d been carrying for twenty years lifting all at once. “He’s dead. Grant is dead.” His hand found mine. His grip was still strong, even now. “Tell my people I died well.” “You’re not dying –” “I am.” His eyes drifted closed. “Your father would be proud of you, Jenn. And I can finally join them there. My family… they’re waiting for me.” His eyes finally closed and his hand went slack in mine. I knelt there in the blood, my hands still pressed against his wound, and I couldn’t move. Couldn’t speak. Could only stare at his face – at the peace that had finally settled over his features. Liam’s hand found my shoulder. He didn’t try to pu
Jenn’s POV “You know,” I said, “I used to be afraid of you.” His lip curled. “You should still be afraid of me, little Alpha.” “No.” I stepped forward. The dark wolf pressed so close to the surface that my voice came out layered and strange, echoing against the ancient stone. “I was afraid of you when I didn’t know what I was. When I thought you were the monster under my bed, the reason my parents died, the shadow that would hunt me forever.” My boots scuffed against the stone as I halted at the base of the platform. The heirloom’s light washed over my face, cold as a dead hand against my skin. “But you’re not a monster. You’re just a man who spent his whole life chasing power that was never his to hold.” His hands shook harder. The heirloom’s pulse quickened, the colors swirling faster. “I held this realm in my fist for decades –” “You held nothing.” I tilted my head. “You killed my parents because you couldn’t have what you wanted. You sent your daughter into my husband’s bed
Jenn’s POV Liam’s hand found the small of my back as he appeared at my side. The mate bond hummed between us, and where I’d felt his fear coiled tight the night before, there was only stillness now. I didn’t say anything. I reached back and pressed my palm against his chest, right over his heart, and felt the steady thump of it against my fingers. Vicktor caught my eye from across the space. His fingers drummed once against the desk before he pushed himself to his feet. Behind him, Osiris stood apart from the others, his dark eyes fixed on the mountains. He’d been silent since the council ended. The dark wolf uncoiled beneath my ribs, a slow stretch of heat. “I guess it’s time to end this.” The convoy rolled out as the first pale light of dawn bled over the mountains. I rode in the lead vehicle with Liam at the wheel and Vicktor in the seat behind us, his blade across his knees. Behind us, the Fox soldiers followed in tight formation, their green and silver armor catching the mo
Jenn’s POV I swallowed the burning ache in my throat. “Nothing will happen to me.” I said with a confidence I didn’t feel. “I promise.” Alice pulled me into a hug then, and her arms wrapped around me with a fierce, desperate strength that reminded me of every time she had held me as a child after my parents died. I buried my face in her shoulder and breathed in the scent of her. When I finally pulled back, her cheeks were wet but her jaw was set. “I love you,” I whispered. “I love you too.” She cupped my face in both hands – the same gesture Liam used, I realized suddenly, the same tenderness – and her thumbs brushed the tears from my cheeks. “Now go. End this. And come back to me.” The estate was quiet when I finally made my way back to our quarters. The moon hung heavy in the sky, nearly full, and its pale light spilled through the window and pooled silver on the bed where Liam was waiting for me. He'd shed his jacket and kicked off his boots by the door. He was sitting on th
Jenn’s POV I didn't see Morgan arrive so much as feel her – a sudden, sharp tug of emotion that rippled through the courtyard like a stone dropped into still water. A strangled sound escaped her throat, and when I turned, the tears were already streaming down her cheeks in waves. Someone had taken the baby from her arms. A wise decision, as it turned out, because it gave her enough space to wring her hands together as she bit down on her bottom lip until I was certain it would bruise. “T – Tristan...” Her voice came out as a choked sob, barely recognizable. Tristan crossed the threshold in four long strides and engulfed her in his arms, pulling her against his chest with a desperation that spoke of months of separation and the kind of fear that only faded when you could finally touch the person you'd been terrified of losing. Morgan's fingers clutched at the torn fabric of his shirt, her shoulders shaking with the force of her sobs, and he held her like she was the only solid th
Jenn’s POV I froze as two sets of eyes in the room snapped up to me. Imagine my surprise when I found Morgan in the same room as the man I found in the forest, but what was more shocking was her position and the look of utter surprise that was plastered on her face. Morgan was on the floor – sitt
Tristan’s POV I looked at Morgan like my life depended on it – which of course it did – desperately holding her gaze, even if somewhere in my heart, I knew she’d never grant me that one wish. Not if it meant leaving her sadistic father and his twisted legacy behind. Her expression didn’t change.
Morgan’s POV I had made another mistake and this time, I was thankful my father was not here to see it or call it out. I winced as I thought about Tristan, found by Jenn and laying almost lifeless in the infirmary. My chest tightened at the sight of him but what made me scared the most was my fat
Jenn’s POV I leaned back in my seat, feeling a mixture of relief and something I couldn’t quite place my finger on. The Alpha King watched in a mysterious kind of way, making me notice for the first time the tension which lingered in the air between us. It wasn’t something that rubbed me in the







