Masuk~Elara~
~Elara~
Pain greeted me first as soon as my eyes opened. I stirred, still feeling very disoriented. The thoughts of what happened came to mind, but I wasn’t sure if what had happened was real, or just a dream. But then, I heard the whispers flow in. ‘Did you hear? The Alpha now has an heir,’ ‘It is with the woman he returned with.’ ‘The Luna heard it and almost lost her mind. 'She fainted.’ Yet another said. ‘Poor thing…. She couldn’t even give the Alpha an heir.’ ‘She has locked herself in for days now, I feel sorry for her.’ The words felt like daggers, piercing through my chest. I hate my ability to hear further away than normal werewolves, especially on days like this. I blinked twice, trying to adjust to the lightening. I don’t know how long I slept, but my head was throbbing with a headache. The ache in my heart made me even more aware of everything that had happened. The door opened after that, and Mia, my assistant, stepped in. Her eyes brightened as soon as she saw me. “Luna, you are awake. Thank goodness.” “Mia, where is Lucien, how are things going out there?” My voice was hoarse and tired. She sighed. “Luna, things are not looking good. After Alpha announced the pregnancy, horrible rumors began to spread.” My heart slammed into my chest. So, he had made the announcement already. I clenched my fists, biting down on my lower lip to keep my sanity. “Where is he now?” My voice trembled a little. Mia bowed slightly; her voice gentle. “He is presently in a meeting with the elders.” My throat tightened. Probably planning my replacement. My fists tightened. “Who carried me back yesterday?” “Beta Kyle.” So, it wasn’t even Lucien. My body shivered slightly. The ache flared into a rage. “I need to see him now.” Mia’s eyes widened slightly. “Luna, I don’t think that’s a good idea—” I ignored her and got straight into the bathroom to get ready. I needed to know what he was trying to do, why he was doing this. As we got outside, the pack members greeted me, but it was not the same. I could feel the detachment in their voices; I could still hear their whispers in my head. Just as we approached his office, someone opened his door and stepped out. Calistra. Her eyes widened, and then a smirk appeared on her face. “Luna Elara. Thanks to the Goddess you are okay.” She sounded too sweet, too perfect. I tried to ignore her and headed towards his office, but she caught my hand. “Please let me apologize. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.” Her nails dug into my skin. Her gaze was steely, not sorry in any way. I yanked my hand free from her hold. She stepped back, and then whispered with a sweet smile: “Luna, you should rest. This situation could really get worse. I’d hate to see you lose everything.” My heart skipped a bit and I blinked. Did she just threaten me? I wasn’t sure. Before I could say anything else, she leaned closer, her lips barely moving. “Word of advice: reject and leave. Or I’ll make your life miserable.” My wolf snapped at that. Ney surged forward instantly. In a blink, I shoved Calistra back against the wall. It wasn’t too hard, but it was enough. Everyone gasped. The sound echoed through the hallway. I froze. I saw the shocked expressions on their faces. Which turned judgmental. Calistra fell on her knees, cradling her belly, as she let out a pain-filled growl. A panicked voice came from behind me. “The Luna attacked her!” My heart tightened. “What—? Calistra’s face was pain-stricken. I didn’t push her that hard. "What the hell is going on here?" It was Lucien. He brushed past me like I was invisible, and rushed to Calistra’s side. “She… she tried to hurt the baby.” Calistra whimpered instantly. “I— I just wanted to apologize.” She was lying, that’s not what happened. I stepped forward. “That’s not true. She threatened me—” For the first time, Lucien's eyes snapped to mine. They were dark and hard. “Don’t you dare lie to me Elara, everyone saw it.” My chest caved inward at his words. “You believe her over me?” My voice was barely a whisper. I still can’t believe it. He didn’t answer, instead he threatened. “If anything happens to my son—” his voice was tight with pain and rage, but his gaze flicked to me, his jaw tightening. “Don’t make me choose.” My mouth went dry. I couldn’t speak, couldn’t bring myself to say anything else. He turned, scooped her into his arms and carried her away. I didn’t miss the smirk on her face. Ney whimpered.Do you think Elara should fight back or walk away? Lucien’s words cut deep—was he too harsh? Drop a comment, like if your heart broke a little too… And if you felt this chapter, send a gift 💎—it means the world! — Elca✨
~Elara~I don't turn to him, rather I keep watching the guards. “You came back late.”“I tried to wrap things early, but some things are out of my control.”“Things are always within your control Dravon.” I reply.I can hear the sound of the cloak dropping on the couch. “I apologize for coming back late, My Queen.”Mia's words return back to my head. Indeed I've been living in delusion. I'm actively trying to put aside the impending storm coming, going about my daily activities while beneath me I know a war is coming. Not like the one in Winterwood, but a more serious one. Whoever is backing Anita is powerful and dangerous, the battle will be bloody. I'm trying to live in the moment, but my heart is not still.“You’re quiet.” Dravon says, breaking through my thoughts.“Am I?”“Yes, you are. Did something happen?” He asks, stepping closer. I can feel his presence before his hand even reaches me. It's a ripple in the air, that primal energy that always reminds me who he truly is. Not ju
ELARA'S POVI sit on Mia's bed as I watch her show me a night gown. The silk nightgown is beautiful on her, subtly accentuating her curves. I raise my thumb in approval.“Finally!” She exhales. “It was beginning to feel like I have nothing good in my closet.”“This one is nice.” I say honestly. “I’m guessing you're spending the night in Thorne's room?”She nods, then slightly frowns. “Is this weird? Talking about your Beta in this regard?” “You mean knowing my Beta's personal life through you?” I confirm.She nods again. I think about it for a while before responding. “I don't think it's weird. Thorne and I have a cool relationship and you're my friend. We did talk about Dravon the same way, did it feel weird?”“No, it just felt like two friends gisting.”“Same here.”She proceeds to hang the remaining nightgown in the closet.“Mia,” I call out. “I have a very intrusive question.”“As long as you're not asking for a very detailed breakdown of Thorne's and I act behind closed doors,
~Mia~But here I am, almost sweating under the early morning sun, staring at Thorne like he’s lost his mind. The reality that I'm about to face a very experienced fighter is dawning on me. His muscles flex under the sun, almost making me drool but also bringing reality that Thorne is no ordinary werewolf. He's the Beta for a reason.“Don’t look at me like that,” he says, arms crossed, smirking. “You agreed to this.”“I agreed to learn, not die,” I shoot back. My voice echoes across the training ground, and a few warriors passing by chuckle under their breath.Thorne grins wider. “Learning and dying are sometimes cousins, sweetheart.”I roll my eyes. “If I die, I’m haunting you.”“I’d like to see you try.” He tosses me his wooden sword. I nearly drop it, it’s heavier than it looks. “Use that, I'll use your former sword.”My fingers wrap awkwardly around the smooth wood as he circles me like a predator assessing prey.His dark hair glints in the light, his shoulders b
MIA'S POVThe sun sits low over the Demon’s Pack training field, spilling gold across the sand and steel. With recent events, I've thought it wise to learn how to fight. In the Lycan kingdom, self defense is the best defense. Anything can happen at any time and it's best to be prepared. I spot Thorne, he's already here. Of course he is. He just stands there, tall, broad shoulders gleaming beneath the faint light, dark hair damp with the morning mist as he instructs a person that's training. As though sensing me, he tilts his head to me, his eyes finding mine, sharp and unreadable. And I swear my heart skips. “Why do you keep standing there? Come in.” Thorne says through the mate link.I look around and realize that I'm still at the entrance. I quickly walk towards Thorne, while still trying to take in the new environment.“You’re late,” he says, voice rough but annoyingly calm.“I’m five minutes early,” I mutter, glancing at the sky.“Then you’re ten minutes late,” he r
~Elara~I rise slowly, scanning the shadows. A flicker catches my eye, movement along the rafters.I don’t think. I move.A knife whistles through the air where my head was seconds ago, embedding itself into the stone.“Coward!” I snarl.A shadow leaps from the beams above. I spin, claws half-shifted, catching the glint of metal as another dagger slashes for my throat. I duck, twist, and slam my elbow into the attacker’s ribs. The impact sends him stumbling, but he recovers fast, rolling and coming up with both blades drawn.He’s tall, cloaked and masked. His scent, human mixed with wolfsbane. My eyes narrow.“Who sent you?” I growl.He doesn’t answer. He lunges.The first blade grazes my arm. Pain burns sharp and hot, but I barely feel it. Ney surges forward, power rolling through my veins. I grab his wrist mid-swing, twist hard, and hear the satisfying crack of bone. He shouts in pain.With one motion, I kick his legs out from under him and pin him to
~Elara~I turn to Dravon to protest but he stops me. “You've been awake before dawn planning this feast. You need sleep, the rest of us will handle it.”His voice is stern, carrying a commanding tone. At this point I know it's useless arguing with him so I agree. “Fine, I'll be a dutiful wife and obey my husband.”“I'll join you later.” He says before leaving with everyone.Mia comes to stand by my side, as we both watch them split up to search the palace. “You're not really going to be a dutiful wife, are you?”I smirk. “I should put more effort in my acting, you're reading me too well.”“I'll be waiting for you in your former room. If it passes an hour, I'm alerting the King.”“Deal!”“And for the love of the Goddess, don't put yourself in harm way else the King will have my head. He entrusted you into my hands.”“Stop worrying Mia.” I wave her off. “I'm trained and even if anything happens, Thorne won't allow Dravon to touch you.”She sighs. “Good luck.”“I won't be needing it, rat







