LOGINZevara’s POVTalon’s voice was harder than I had ever heard it. In fact, if this were in the past—before I got my wolf—it would have sent a shiver down my spine. But I understood him anyway. I had rejected and humiliated him once, and now he was only making sure that the same scenario didn’t repeat itself again.Still, a proposal?But he was my mate now, and rejecting him wasn’t something I could do as easily as I had in the past.I managed a smile at him. “Well… I think you should rethink this. We are still too young, and I think we should get to know each other more before wanting to get married, right?”“No, Zevara!” His voice left no room for argument. “I’m proposing now because I love you, and I want the entire world to know that you belong to me—JUST ME!” The me was possessive, almost a growl. “And we are not even getting married now… maybe after college.”I was speechless, and I couldn’t help but think he was insecure. But why? His father had no interest in me anymore, so why w
Zevara’s POVIt’s been two weeks since I ripped Ashen apart, and even though I had waited for Alpha Rowan’s rage—to avenge his son—it never came. Talon told me that even Nina had disappeared into thin air and couldn’t be found, despite the bounty he placed on her. Her pictures were everywhere, plastered all over the media.Everyone had heard about the kidnapping and how Ashen had intended to kill me, yet they still blamed me for defending myself against him. Many believed I wasn’t the one who killed him. They thought Talon did. Since then, they tagged me as a curse and even went as far as saying that I must have cast a spell on Talon, binding him to do my bidding no matter what.It’s been two weeks since I discovered that Magnus never cared about me the way I thought he did. Even so, I had been straining my neck, wishing and hoping that one day he’d burst into the lecture hall or through my dorm doors to ask after me—or at least about my well-being—but he never came. It was as if he n
Author’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







