LOGINMara's POVOne month had passed, and slowly everything was returning back to normal. The pack was thriving, Lilith was moving on, and she even took a trip to the place she and Evander had their honeymoon. She said she would go there to relive all the memories they made but promised to be back before the babies were born. She wouldn’t miss her godchildren’s arrival for anything in the world.The ritual… we didn’t know anything about it for now. We didn’t know if the curse had actually been broken or not, but we were keeping all our fingers crossed for now.Yesterday, which was another full moon, Aldrich showed no sign of turning feral. In fact, he had been in a great mood because my skincare company—the one I acquired from the Hartwells, which Lilith had managed in my absence—had just secured a major contract with an international company. I did not have the strength or time to oversee it, so Thalia had been the acting CEO for now.As for the Hartwells, after all their months of futile
Mara’s POVThe night of the full moon came with a heavy silence that pressed against my chest and made it hard to breathe, and even as I walked beside Aldrich toward the temple, my fingers tightly wrapped around his, I could feel the fear crawling under my skin, refusing to leave no matter how much I tried to stay strong.The temple stood tall under the silver glow of the moon, quiet and ancient, like it had witnessed too many tragedies and was waiting to witness another one tonight, and that thought alone made my stomach twist painfully.“I’m here,” I whispered, tightening my hold on his hand as if letting go would mean losing him forever.“I know,” he replied softly, squeezing my hand in return, but there was something in his voice that made my chest ache. He was just as afraid as I was and this was the first time I had seen the king of the West coastal regions like this. Anita stood at the center of the temple waiting for us, her white robe flowing gently with the night breeze, he
Mara's POVMy jaw dropped instinctively as I stared at the trembling young lady in front of me. I stood slowly, my movements careful, and swallowed past the thick lump lodged painfully in my throat.“Please stand up, Lilith,” I said softly, reaching out as I tried to pull her up.She shook her head immediately, her shoulders trembling. “No… please just save my brother. Promise me that you will do everything you can to save him. If he dies, then nothing matters anymore.”I tried to pull her up again, but she refused to stand, her knees firmly planted on the ground like she had surrendered everything. So, I resorted to the same method Anita had used for me earlier.“Stand up, and let's talk, Lilith. I will only talk to you when you're on your feet.”She hesitated, her lips quivering as she looked up at me, torn between desperation and obedience. Then slowly—reluctantly—she allowed me to pull her up.The moment she was standing, I cupped her cheeks gently, forcing her to meet my gaze.“L
Mara's POV“Why would my brother die?” Lilith asked from behind me before I could fully process what Anita had said.I swirled around to see her approaching us, her steps uneven and hurried, as though she had been running. My lips parted in disbelief. “What are you doing here?”She paused, her chest rising and falling as she tried to steady her breathing, then she spoke reluctantly. “I was in the garden when I saw you leaving the palace. I wanted to find out what you were up to, so I followed you here… and now, I heard everything you and Anita talked about.” Her voice cracked, her body trembling visibly as her eyes glistened with unshed tears. “My brother is going to die?!”“Calm down, Lilith.” I stepped closer carefully, my hand lifting as I tried to touch her shoulder, but she stepped back sharply like my touch burned her.“Don't you dare try to touch me,” she seethed, her eyes blazing with anger and hurt. “The fact that I'm here doesn't mean I have forgiven you. I only followed you
Mara's POV“I’m asking for Seer Anita,” I say to a young boy of about ten years old. His head is shaved clean, and he is dressed in a white monk’s uniform—probably undergoing training. “Have you seen her around?”He bows deeply. “Luna.” I wonder how he recognizes me, despite the silk scarf wrapped around my head. Then he raises his head. “Come with me, Your Highness.” He turns to his left, and I follow behind him.We keep walking until he stops in front of a building.“She should be inside,” he says, gesturing at the entrance. “Please pull off your shoes and go in.”I manage a small smile at him. “Thank you.”“I’m glad I could help.” He smiles respectfully and runs off.I take a deep breath in and out, pull off the flats I am wearing, and climb the small stairs leading into the building.The moment I step in, the thick smell of incense hits my nostrils sharply, making me slightly nauseous. Then the sound of a ritual bell echoes through the air, accompanied by low, unfamiliar chants.A
Aldrich's POV“I, Aldrich Valtor, Alpha of the BlueMoon Pack, reject you, Mara Valtor, as my mate and Luna.”My chest aches so hard from the fact that she does not trust me one bit. She is my mate, and despite everything we have been through together, she should have known that I would never try to hurt her and our children. I feel so betrayed, and for this reason, there is no need for us to be together anymore.The bond between us sparks, ready to snap if she accepts the rejection—but instead, she shakes her head.“No…” she groans out in pain, pressing a palm to her chest. “I reject your rejection. We will stay together no matter what happens, Aldrich.”Tears flow freely down her cheeks. “Have you forgotten what happens if you reject me? I might die. I told you, didn’t I?”“No, you won’t die. You needed my love, not our bond. I never said I was going to stop loving you. I will love you until my last breath, but we really can’t be together anymore.”“Rejecting me is the same as killin







