Chapter 2

Rogue kingdom.

7 p.m.

Four long years had passed.

Four years since that fateful night Lena lost everything —her identity, her home, her pack. And in those four years, she had become someone different, someone new.

The Rogue king had proven to her that not all heroes wear cape. He had taken her into his kingdom and unlike the horror, the molestation she had expected as the Rogues who found her dragged her back, he had not treated her as a prisoner, a slave or his plaything.

Immediately he saw her trembling in their grasp with a tear-streaked face, Lucian Vargan, crouched down beside her, taking in her dishealved state. He wasn't always soft but there was something about her, something distinct that tugged at him in ways he didn't expect—maybe because she was the same age as his daughter. He gave her a soft smile, much to the surprise of everyone present.

Lucian Vargan nursed her back to health, gave her a new home and even named her anew—Aurora—which means a new beginning. Lena had accepted the name even though she knew a new beginning was a luxury which she couldn't afford. 

In the Rogue kingdom, she was not a lost princess but a survivor who had grown into a strong, formidable woman. She had managed to earn the people's love and respect, and even the king himself had raised her as if she were his own daughter.

Although Lena was eternally grateful to Lucian but she knew she was always a Whitmore. She would never forget who she truly was or the events that led her here. She was Lena Whitmore the daughter of Alpha Callum and Luna Lilly Whitmore.

She had told the Rogue king she had no memories of her past life to keep herself safe. It was a lie she maintained all these years. The truth, the hatred, and the silent vow of vengeance, she carried was hers alone to bear and deal with as she pleases.

Tonight, at the grand dining hall, she sat at the head of the long table as she ate together with the Rogue king and his children—Selena and Darius. The feast was lively, laughter and chatter filling the air.

The Rogue king dropped his cutlery, wipping his mouth with a napkin before dipping his hand into his inner pocket. He handed her an envelope, a glimpse of warmth in his eyes. "Aurora," he called quietly.

Lena who was focused on her meal, looked up. "What is it , father?" She asked, her tone curious.

"Open it," he said, his deep voice drawing the attention of Selena and Darius.

Lena blinked and quickly took it, tearing the envelope open. The moment her eyes landed on the words inside, she gasped with excitement. It was an admission letter to Blackthorne Academy.

She jumped up from her seat. Her joy uncontrollable. "I got in! I really got in!" Without thinking she threw her arms around the king in gratitude.

"Thank you so much father," she said, her voice brimming with joy. 

"No, don't thank me, Aurora. I know how much you wanted this."

In the past two years, Lena had tried everything to get into the Blackthorne Academy but all to no avail. The school was a place known for it's years of tradition—it's only attended by the children of elite and the most powerful werewolf family in the kingdom. Lucian seeing her determination to want to study at the Academy had gone extra miles by buying her a slot just like he did for his daughter.

But before another word could be exchanged, an angry voice cut through the moment. "Why would she attend the same academy as me?" Selena rose from her seat, fury etched on her beautiful features.

Selena had always hated Lena. She had believed she stole her father and brother's love from her. She was jealous of Lena—her beauty, her strength, her strong wolf and even the way the people had accepted her—Lena had stolen the attention meant for her. She and her friends would always bully Lena secretly. Lena would allow them most times, not because she was weak but because she understood Selena's insecurities. Everyone would have reacted the same way, if they woke up one morning to discover that someone else was sharing in the life meant for them.

The joy on Lena's face wash off as she turned to face Selena. "Selena, wait—"

"Stay away from me!" She spat, her eyes blazing. "You don't belong there. You don't belong here." Without another word, she stormed out of the hall.

Lucian and Darius could only watch in disbelief.

Lena hesitated only for a moment before following her. She caught up with her in the hallway and reached out, hoping to explain. "Selena, please, I—"

A sharp slap echoed through the air.

Lena's head snapped to the side, her cheek stinging. Selena's voice trembled with anger. "FUCK. OFF."

Lena said nothing as always. There was no point. She turned away, heading for her room instead. As she shut the door behind her, her lips curled into a slow, determined smile. She did a break dance around her room, her joy uncontrollable.

Blackthorne Academy.

The first thing she did when Lucian gifted a phone several years ago was to research about those triplets. It was futile at first. But the Moon Goddess was on her side when she scrolled one day and saw a post on the media. In a flash, she recognised them. How could she forget the face that burned down her life?

Since then she followed them up and discovered that they were the famous Alpha triplet and the owner of the Blackthorne Academy. Now, she would see them again. And she would destroy them.

She gritted her teeth, her fists clenched as the memories found its way back to her. Before she could dwell on it, her door creaked open and Darius walked in.

She glanced back at him forcing a smile. 

"Excited for school?" He teased, smirking as he took a seat on a single couch in the room.

"Of course." She moved towards her closet, throwing some of her clothes on the bed.

Don’t mind Selena. She’s just jealous." His voice was a low murmur as he watched her fondly. Darius had feelings for Lena ever since she came but he had managed to hide it well. She was his sister and his father would kill him if he ever finds out.

"She has nothing to be jealous about. But I understand her fears anyway," she said, throwing more clothes and essentials on the bed.

"You're too kind, Aurora." He stood up, taking one last glance at her before looking away and moving towards the door. "I'll leave you to pack. I'll miss you anyway."

Lena looked back at him, stepping closer to him and wrapped her arms around him. "I'll miss you too, brother," she whispered, her breath warm against his ears.

Darius was caught off guard, his heart pounding. He hesitated for a while before leaning into the embrace. Her cologne and hair shampoo filling his nostrils making his wolf excited beneath him. 

Darius shifted uncomfortably, quickly pulling away before he does something he might regret. He forced a smile at her and quickly stepped out of the room.

Aurora watched him leave, her heart heavy. She would miss the Rogue kingdom and the people here, but she knew she had to do this. Her life depended on this.

Her mission at the Academy wasn't a simple one.She had read about how powerful and domineering the triplets are, but she believed she could do it with determination and preservance. 

She turned and walked back to the closet. She pulled out her box and started tucking her clothes in.

By tomorrow morning, she would be at the Academy.

She would see her enemies.

She would begin her mission, which was to destroy them.