FAZER LOGINELI'S POVThe moon hung high over the bedroom, it cast a silvery glow that seemed to wrap around the crib. I sat in the chair, while I hum softly."Sleep, my little stars," I whispered, the melody of an old lullaby flowing from my throat, a song my mother used to sing to me before the world turned cold. "The night is long, but you are strong."Lucien and Elisen, my fierce, tiny Alphas, were finally drifting off. Lucien’s small fist was balled against his chest, while Elisen had the habit of curling his fingers around the edge of his blanket, as if preparing to anchor himself to the world. They were beautiful, a mirror image of the man that I left, yet they felt entirely mine."Don't move," a soft, urgent whisper broke the silence.I didn't turn, knowing exactly who it was. The camera’s shutter clicked—a sharp, digital sound that felt strangely out of place in our sanctuary. Jackie, Jax sister stood near the doorway, her polaroid raised. Behind her, Jax held a soft light, casting a war
LUCEN'S POVThe air in the hall grew heavy...the "purest omega." The words hung in the air like a death sentence. I motioned for the pack doctor to take over, my heart hammering against my ribs like a caged beast. As they guided Osen to a sturdy oak chair, the doctor began his work, murmuring clinical instructions, but Osen’s eyes remained locked on mine. He was vibrating with the kind of trauma that didn't just break bones; it fractured the soul.I stepped back, my hands clenching into white-knuckled fists. "Osen, think carefully about what you’re saying. Are you implying the Dreadlord is hunting someone specific? Someone that only exist on old lore?"Osen slumped, his remaining strength failing him as the pack doctors moved in to stabilize him. His eyes were glassy. "He didn't just hunt, Lucen. He tasted the air. He walked through the carnage of my warriors...those mutated monsters of his, their skin rippling with unnatural shadows... and he stopped. He looked at Emon, tore his sce
ELI'S POVI decided to walk along the small town and then I saw it. The sign read “Café Lumen.” I pushed open the door, the bell chiming a bright note that seemed to cut through the lingering fog of my thoughts.Behind the counter stood a man whose presence felt oddly familiar, as if the universe had taken a breath and exhaled him into this moment. He was tall, with dark hair swept back, and eyes like polished onyx that shifted between amber when the light hit them just right.There was an ease to his movements, a fluid confidence... an alpha.“Morning,” he greeted politely, offering a small professional smile. “What can I get started for you?”I hesitated briefly before answering, “Just… a black coffee. Strong.”“Of course,” he said easily.He reached for a cup, but his movements slowed slightly when his gaze flickered downward for the briefest second toward my stomach. His expression didn’t change much, though I noticed the faint crease between his brows.“Actually…” he said careful
LUCEN'S POVFor the entire night, I never stepped outside its doors... the study had become my prison. I sat behind my desk with the bloodstained piece of uniform that Eli wore when he left the estate. The cloth clenched tightly in my hands, staring at it until my vision blurred. The dried crimson across the torn fabric looked darker beneath the dim light of the study, but no matter how many times I blinked, it never changed.Eli’s blood.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him again... pale, shaking, emotionless, kneeling in front of me while I chose duty over him.I thought I had time... that was the cruelest part, the stupidest mistake I did.I thought I could fulfill my obligations as Alpha first... Mark Caden, appease the council and secure the pack. Then afterward, when the pressure settled, I would explain everything to Eli. I would tell him the truth. I would make him understand why I acted the way I did.But I forgot something vital. Eli was not some immortal creature made to
ELI'S POV“You carry life,” she said gently, “a twin.” Everything inside me shattered.“…I’m…” My voice cracked, ragged with disbelief. “Pregnant…?”My knees nearly gave out, a wave of nausea crashing over me like a tide. “No… no, that’s—”“The child is his,” Lunethra said softly.Lucen. His name echoed in my mind like a wound reopening, a scar that never fully healed. Tears spilled instantly, hot and unbidden. “…He…” My voice cracked. “He left me…”Images flashed... his cold eyes, his silence, the way he chose duty over me. A pact made in the night, a promise broken in the light of dawn.“He was going to mark someone else…” I whispered, shaking. “While I was bleeding…”My chest tightened violently, a fist around my heart. “…Why?” I choked out, turning to her. “Why did you let me go through all of that?!” My voice broke. “Why did I have to suffer like that?! Why did you just watch me breaking like that?”Silence swallowed the clearing, the only sound the low rustle of leaves. Then, so
Eli’s POVAt first, there was nothing... no pain, no coldness and no fear.Just… quiet. The kind of quiet that didn’t suffocate... it held you, cradled you, as if the world had been folded into a single, soft breath.For a moment I thought this was what dying felt like... this afterlife feels like... so pure and peaceful.“ Eli. ” The voice came again, soft and warm, wrapping around me like something I had never known but somehow missed. My eyelashes fluttered open.Light greeted me... but not the harsh kind. It was gentle, silver, and alive. I inhaled sharply, my body tensing expecting exploding pain all over, but there was no pain. No bleeding wounds, no burning flesh and no spilling blood.“What…?” My voice came out hoarse, confused. I sat up slowly... and froze.This wasn’t the darkness of the forest. This wasn’t anywhere in the realm where I ram away from.Beneath me was a bed softer than anything I had ever touched, draped in flowing white silk that shimmered like liquid light.







