MasukAuthor’s POVAt exactly 7 p.m., Alpha Rowan walked into Crimson Howl Bar. Inside, the clubhouse buzzed with energy. Red neon lights pulsed through the room like a heartbeat. Loud music blazed from the loudspeakers, threatening to rip his eardrums apart. Strippers in fishnet dresses were on the stage, twisting around a pole erected in the middle, while some were straddling men. The smell of tobacco, cigars, and alcohol was thick in the air.Rowan had a face cap pulled down to conceal his identity. Everyone thought he had gone back to his pack, so he couldn’t be seen here. He walked toward the counter, hoping to ask the attendant about Elder Ben, just as he had said.“I’m asking for Elder Ben,” he screamed, his voice cutting through the loud music in the bar.The attendant, a tall, beautiful lady with raven-black hair, stared at him—he stirred no familiarity—and nodded. “Come with me, sir,” she said, then turned away and climbed the stairs up to the VIP lounge, while Alpha Rowan followe
Author’s POVThe other Alphas and the Supreme Elders stood there for a while longer after Alpha Magnus left. Their chests rose and fell with unrestrained rage, but they knew there was nothing they could do. Nothing at all.Thinking about everything that had happened, Alpha Magnus was right. Zevara had only acted in self-defense, but did that justify her killing Ashen? Did it?Ashen was a well-known prince heir, and the fact that a mere Omega had killed him did not speak well at all. Worse still was the fact that they could not punish his murderer—the height of humiliation.First, they did not know how she had been able to do it. Talon had instructed the guards never to tell anyone about her legendary white wolf, as it would attract unsolicited attention to her. Again, her power might be used for evil agendas, especially since she could not control it yet.Alpha Rowan stood there, his teeth gritted, fists clenched at his sides, as the memories of his son’s lively and smiling face when
Magnus’ POVNo matter how hard I thought about it, I couldn’t wrap my head around it all when Evans told me that Zevara shifted into a legendary white wolf.How was that even possible?And not only that… but she ripped her captor apart.But then… soon it started to make so much sense. I had always known that there was something—something different about her—and that must be it.Her scent was too seductive, too unique to be ordinary. Her aura was gentle but strong enough to captivate anyone. Her body was like an instrument of destruction… and that was why, when she newly got here, I thought she was a spy.If she killed her captor, then she did nothing wrong; it was nothing but self-defense. In fact, I had never been proud of anyone the way I was proud of her.I thought of what to do. She wasn’t here, and since I had no plans of wanting to set my eyes on her, I decided to handle everything myself.“Call the Pack Elders for an emergency meeting and lead the Alphas and Supreme Elders to t
Magnus’ POVI’m done… begging Zevara.I’m done… trying to explain myself to her.I’m done… trying to tell her tales of how she meant the entire world to me.I’m done… acting like a teenager whose first love just spat in his face and chose another over him.I’m done… trying to make sure that our ideas, goals, and desires aligned.I’m done trying to bend myself to her rules, even though they were obviously not my style at all.I’m fucking done wanting her, even though I did want her.She doesn’t want me, and yeah, I won’t try to force her at all. I’m too grown for that. I’m a king, and I think it’s high time I reminded myself of that and started behaving like one.From now on, I choose to leave her alone. I choose to stop explaining myself. I choose to walk away, and that is exactly what I was going to do.My chest twisted with pain as I remembered Talon’s words again. She doesn’t want to see me.Did I disgust her that much that she didn’t want to spend even a second in my presence?My
Talon’s POVI lied.I fucking lied like a pathetic coward who was afraid of losing the only person who meant the entire world to him.I knew I lied.Yeah… but I wasn’t sorry. Not at all.Maybe it was jealousy. Or maybe it was greediness. Either way, I wasn’t going to share Zevara with anyone anymore. She was my mate, so she was supposed to be fully mine.That was what I thought. That was what I expected when my wolf echoed the word mate, when the bond snapped into place, and that was why I pulled her into a tight embrace.But the moment we pulled apart and she asked about my father, my hope shattered and my happiness disappeared into thin air just as quickly as it came. Even though she was my mate, she still cared about him—she still wanted him.The Moon Goddess must have had a reason for us to be true mates. If she wanted us to share her, then she wouldn’t have paired me and Vara together as mates. She wouldn’t have made her mine.Thinking about it then, they were never meant to be t
Zevara's POV“MATE.”“MATE.”“MATE.”Aleron echoed the words over and over again. It sounded louder than a chant as Talon stood before me, his mouth hanging open and his eyes wide with shock. I could tell he didn’t believe that I had shifted.The truth was, I couldn’t believe it either. It was my first shift ever. I had always thought I was weak—I had always believed I would never have a wolf. Yet here I was, having shifted into the most legendary wolf of all.My gaze drifted to Aiden’s remains. I didn’t even realize when I had done it, but I wasn’t sorry. Not at all. He brought this upon himself.Then I looked back at Talon. He was still frozen in shock, and the pull between us was undeniable. In fact, Aleron was urging me forward, pushing me to meet her mate.He was my second-chance mate?How was that possible?I had never expected a second-chance mate. And even if I did, I thought it would be Magnus—because of the way my wolf reacted to him, because of how he seemed to own my body,







