Steven's POV
"Hey! Who are you?" I turned back to see a blonde girl staring at me from behind. "Well, I'm a boy," I said, unsure of the right response to her question. "I can see that. I mean, who are you? Tell me your identity," she said boldly. "I don't know; I can't remember," I admitted sadly. "You can't remember? How?" "I'm not sure. This morning, I found myself by the lake, and all I can recall is my mom instructing me to wait for her here, saying she would return to fetch me," I described. "Are you still waiting for her?" she inquired, and I nodded. After a brief pause, she joined me and sat down. "I'm Ashley," she introduced herself with a smile. """"""""""''''''' "There's no way I'll ever listen to that fanatic goddess's sayings!" I yelled, frustration boiling inside me. "You have to, Steven. She is our Matchmaker; you cannot disobey our goddess," Liam insisted, trying to reason with me. "But how? How am I not your destined mate when we are so obviously perfect for each other?" Maya cried, her voice laced with desperation. "I told you going to her for a blessing was a crazy idea to begin with, but you never listen, do you?!" I retorted, my patience thinning. "I... I had no idea she was going to say this," she murmured, tears welling in her eyes. I sighed, trying to calm the tension. "You don't need to worry, Maya; this won't change any of our plans," I assured her, though uncertainty gnawed at me. "But she said…." "What she said is utter nonsense!" I yelled, cutting Liam short before he could finish his thought. "If you disobey her, it will spell doom for our pack; she warned you!" Liam pressed, his voice firm. "Then what will you have me do? The girl that is my supposed destined mate is a human! I haven't seen her for more than fifteen years, and I don't know much about her—only her name, Ashley, that's all. Now tell me how the hell I'm supposed to find her and convince her to marry a werewolf alpha!" My frustration spilled out. "The goddess has destined this; she will find a way for you. But now, you should cancel the marriage with Maya. She..." "No one is cancelling my marriage!" Maya interrupted, her voice steady despite her tears. "But you heard what the..." "Yes, I heard what the goddess said, and I am telling you now, no one is cancelling anything!!" she yelled, her temper flaring. "You are crazy, Maya. How could you ever think of disobeying." I began, but she moved with such speed that she was in front of Liam before I could blink. "You shut your mouth unless I rip out your throat," she threatened, releasing him after a tense moment. "The wedding will go on as planned; no one is marrying Jayden except me," she declared, storming out. "I... I told you she... she's crazy, Steven, I told you," Liam stuttered, his eyes wide with fear. "Crazy or not, she's powerful. She's the daughter of the Alpha of her clan; I’m marrying her for her power, so the wedding will hold. It must..." ******* "Where am I?" I wondered as I walked into an empty house. And then I realized, this is my mansion, my house. "Who's there?" I enquired as I noticed a figure laying on the floor. I approached slowly, my heart racing. For some reason, I felt scared. "Hello?" I said, kneeling to tap the figure. "Ahhh!!!" I screamed and fell back, horrified at the sight of a face covered in blood. "Lia... Liam," I stuttered. The body was Liam's, lying lifeless on the floor. I looked around, my heart sinking further as I saw dead bodies scattered throughout the room—my pack, my family. Maya was among them; everyone was dead. "You are warned," a cold but overwhelming voice echoed, followed by a loud, hysterical laughter. "Nooo!!!" I screamed, panic consuming me. ******* "Is everything alright? I heard you screaming," Liam said, rushing into my room. I stared at him for a moment, confusion swirling in my mind. I just saw this guy lifeless and covered in blood seconds ago. "Steven, are you okay?" he asked again, worry etched on his face. "I am anything but okay," I replied, standing up and walking out. "Where are you going?" he asked, following closely behind. "I'll be back," I answered curtly. "Leo is coming; what should I tell him?" he pressed, concern growing. "Who's Leo?" I asked, perplexed. "You know, the winner of yesterday's hunt; you told him to come by the mansion today, remember?" I nodded, trying to recall. "Just give him some money and fix him up a job in the company," I said with a wave of my hand. "And the human we captured?!" Liam yelled, panic rising in his voice. "I'll turn him when I get back!" I yelled back, frustration seeping into my tone. I stormed out of the mansion, my heart racing. I needed to clear my mind. Then I started running. I dashed into the forest, feeling the familiar pull of my wolf instinct. Soon, I was running on all fours, shapeshifting into my wolf form. I sprinted to the moon tree, where the moon goddess's shrine awaited. I howled into the night, a sound filled with desperation. The priestess stepped out, standing before me with an air of calm authority. "Shapeshift back, Alpha; I doubt if I can communicate with you effectively in your wolf form," she said. I obeyed, shifting back to human. "What brought you here?" she asked, studying me intently. "Tell your goddess to stop sending me those absurd dreams!" I snapped, frustration boiling over. She smiled softly, almost knowingly. "She's warning you, Steven. If you continue being disobedient and her warnings come to pass, you won't put all the blame on her like you did seven years ago..." I stepped closer, my anger flaring as I grabbed her throat. "Maybe I should just kill you so you can go meet your dear goddess—in hell." "If... if you kill me... you... you’ll never... know... how to... find Ashley," she stuttered, fear flickering in her eyes. I released her, startled by her words. "Her full name is Ashley Green, and if you love your pack, you'll obey the Moon goddess and make her your mate," she said, her voice steady. "Is that all you know about her? Just her name?" I pressed, searching for more. "Yes, and I also know that you do not need to find her; she will find you, Steven. When you finally meet her, the goddess will show you a sign, and you will know." I shook my head, frustration bubbling up again. "I really should have killed you." "I can't die yet, Steven. One day you will come in tears seeking my help. I am silently waiting for that day—the day the storm shall arrive," she said, turning back to the tree, her figure fading from view.Steven's POVLiam coughed with a ferocity that rattled his entire body, blood spewing from his lips as he stared at me with wide, horrified eyes. His body shook, his gasps ragged and shallow."Ste. Steven," he struggled to get out, trying to force the words past his tightened throat.I stepped forward, my gaze unflinching as I looked down at him. The battle was over. He had lost. And now, he would pay for all the lives that had been taken because of him."For Freja, for Williams, for Maya, and for every single person who died because of you," I hissed, my voice steady, but with the passion of my rage. "You are going to die today, Liam. And don't worry, just as you had wished to do to me, I will behead you and show you for all to see. Let them all witness what became of the lone wolf who underestimated himself."I let him go, seeing him fall lifelessly on the ground with a heavy, dead thud. The wolves that had pledged their allegiance to him stood there in shock, their eyes wide with f
Ashley's POVSteven's large, warm body pressed against mine as he nuzzled my face with his dense, soft fur. His was not a physical touch—it was soothing, reassuring, and replete with unexpressed emotion. In that moment, amidst the chaos of combat swirling about us, he was telling me that he was there, that I was not alone, and that no ill would come to me as long as he remained by my side.Then, with a determined huff, he drew back and confronted James, Roy, and Freya, who remained gagged in thick, rusty metal chains. Their bodies were battered and bruised, their faces smeared with dirt and blood, but amidst all the pain, in their eyes was hope the instant Steven approached them.Without hesitation, he bared his razor-like fangs and sank them into the heavy metal chains. His huge jaws snapped shut on the iron links as if they were fragile sticks. The chains yielded one by one and fell to the ground, freeing them.The instant he was dismissed, Steven lifted his face and let forth a low
Ashley's POVThe field was a chaos. The circle of blades, the snarling and baring of teeth as wolves tore at each other, and the cries of the wounded hung in the air as I made my way through the fight. Mabel stayed with me, never far more than a few feet away, and the pack battled fiercely around us, killing off Liam's wolves individually. My chest was pounding wildly as my breathing was heavy and I swung my sword, hacking at any enemy who came near. I knew that despite all the training Steven had taught me, I was not as good as the others.My swings were slower and less controlled, relying mainly on reflex. If not for the wolves and Mabel, who continued to put themselves between me and harm, deflecting blows intended to kill, I would have been dead a while ago. They were fighting to defend the pack, but first and foremost, fighting for me, their Luna, and I couldn't risk being weak too. I needed to keep fighting. And then an icy voice rang out above the crowd, cutting through the cac
Steven's POV"No, don't… don't do this… You can't die, you hear me? You can't leave me like this, I can't lose you too, Williams!" I bellowed, my throat dry from emotion as I stood there and watched him fall at my feet, his body limp, his blood soaking into the earth around him. My hands trembled, my entire body shaking with the force of my emotions, but no matter how I struggled to get myself to move, I was paralyzed, trapped by Ivan's magic.Liam laughed, the sound cruel and unkind, full of only amusement at my suffering. He tilted his head to one side, watching me like some predator savoring the moment before the kill. "Oops," he said mockingly. "Oh well, too bad he died and not you. But I suppose it doesn't matter, really. You're still going to die, right here, right now, in front of everyone."No! Liam, I implore you!" Freya cried out in desperation, her voice breaking as she strained against the chains binding her wrists. Her face ran with tears, body shaking with horror and des
Steven's POVThe night was thick with silence, the kind that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. The forest surrounded us like a black castle wall, its tall trees stretching up towards the heavens as far as the eye could see. Williams and I moved cautiously ahead, our footsteps muffled by the damp ground beneath our feet. Pine and moss floated in the air, but beneath that, I could still detect the faintest trace of residual blood somewhere in the area. The house loomed before us, its darkened windows not hinting at whatever horror lay within. Here was where my sister and Roy had been brought by Liam. Here is where I was to extract them.As we crept closer, Williams glanced at me, his voice barely above a whisper. "What's the plan, Alpha?"I never removed my eyes from the mansion as I answered, my tone stern. "The first thing is to rescue Roy and Freya and get them out of there alive. As soon as you find them, you extract them and move as quickly as possible away from h
Freya's POVThere was a dampness that clung to the air, an intangible shroud of mist that permeated through me as I leaned against the gritty stone wall, my wrists crying out in agony from the tightness of the iron cuffs. The dungeon was cold and unyielding, the chill penetrating deep into the bone. All that was heard was the faint, drum-like sound of dripping water, each drop ringing out within the vacant room like a macabre toll of elapsing time.Liam had built this dungeon beneath his mansion, a hidden room to hold his enemies captive, out of sight and out of mind, and powerless to act. And now, Roy, James, and I were the latest additions to his roll of victims. The walls that held us captive smelled of damp earth and rusty metal, and the flickering torches cast grotesque shadows that danced along the rough stone. The chains that bound us captive were thick and unbreakable, tightly wrapped around our wrists and ankles, holding us fast like captives awaiting their fate. I struggled