LOGINAlpha William had always wanted his mate, his Luna by his side for 15 years now but still she never showed until one day he ran into a guy who was by the beach alone, looking lost in the sea, Alpha William thought he was planning on going into the water so he waited just to make sure the mysterious guy does not do anything stupid. After a while, the mysterious guy stood up and left then Alpha William watched him as he left and wondered what was wrong because he was feeling weird, a feeling he had never felt before so he just brushed it off and went one his way. Alpha William did not know yet that that mysterious guy would be someone special to him.
View MoreNut’s POVThe pack didn’t gather all at once.That would have felt like judgment.Instead, they came in pieces—one by one, in twos and threes—drawn by curiosity, by scent, by the quiet pull that something new had entered our territory and chosen to stay.Hong held Rowan close as we stepped into the main hall. He hadn’t let go since William placed the child in his arms. Not even to eat. Not even when Ester offered to take him so Hong could rest.Especially not then.Rowan slept through it all, blissfully unaware of the weight he carried simply by existing.“He’s small,” someone murmured.“But healthy,” another replied.“Looks like Hong.”That earned a snort from the back of the room.Hong stiffened at the attention, shoulders tense, posture protective. I shifted closer without thinking, placing myself just a half-step to his side—not in front of him, not shielding, just present.William stood near the hearth, arms folded loosely, watching the room with a measured calm. He didn’t speak
Nut’s POVWalking back into the pack with a baby in my arms felt more dangerous than crossing enemy territory.Not because I feared William.But because I feared what this would change.The village lights glimmered ahead through the trees, soft and steady. Patrol fires burned low, smoke curling lazily into the sky. Everything looked the same as it always did—secure, prepared, alive.And yet nothing was the same.Hong walked beside me, silent. He hadn’t offered to take the baby again, and I hadn’t offered either. The child slept soundly against my chest, wrapped in my jacket and an extra blanket Hong had insisted on tucking tighter.Each step forward felt like crossing a line that could never be uncrossed.“Nut,” Hong murmured finally. “What if he says no?”I didn’t slow. “Then he’ll have to look at the child when he does.”That was the truth of it.William was Alpha. He made hard choices. Strategic ones. Necessary ones. But he wasn’t cruel—and this wasn’t a strategic problem. This was
Nut’s POVThe forest breathed differently at night.I had learned that long ago—how the air thickened, how shadows stretched just a little too far, how every sound carried weight. The forest was never silent, not truly. It whispered. It warned. It remembered.That was why I stopped the moment I heard it.A sound too fragile to belong here.I lifted my hand, signaling Hong to halt. He froze instantly, instinct drilled into him through years of patrols and bloodshed. The moonlight filtered through the trees, painting silver veins across his face. His eyes flicked to mine, sharp and questioning.“You hear that?” I murmured.He didn’t answer right away. His head tilted slightly, listening deeper than human ears could. Then his shoulders stiffened.“…Yeah,” he said quietly. “That’s not an animal.”The sound came again—thin, broken, trembling. A cry that scraped against something old in my chest.A baby.My wolf stirred uneasily beneath my skin, not with aggression, but confusion. This was
Third person POVThe morning after the meeting with Maverick’s rogue scouts dawned gray and heavy, a thick fog pressed low over the dead forest that Zane had chosen for his temporary camp. The air tasted metallic, as if the land itself sensed what Zane intended to unleash.He didn’t sleep.He rarely slept anymore.Instead, he stood on a ledge of broken stone overlooking the forest floor, where rogues moved like ants—organizing tents, sharpening weapons, testing their shifting. They were a motley assembly of wolves who had no pack, no alpha, no future. But under Zane’s command? They had purpose again—even if that purpose was dipped in blood.Maverick approached from behind, his steps soundless.“You didn’t rest,” he said without question.Zane didn’t turn. “There’s no rest until the White Wolf kneels.”Maverick exhaled slowly. “Zane… this path—it’s dangerous. Even for you.”“And that excites me,” Zane replied, a twisted smirk tugging at his lips. His eyes—the eyes of a wolf that had se
Alpha Zane’s POVThe forest was colder tonight—colder than it should’ve been for early autumn. The moon was thin, a sharp crescent cutting across the sky like a blade, and the wind carried with it the scent of shifting power. Old power. Forbidden power. The power I’d been denied.The power now livi
Ester's POVThe world snapped back into darkness.Not the real world yet—not William’s bedroom, not the warmth of his hand around my waist. This was the space between dreaming and waking, the hollow place where echoes lived.And in that darkness, her final words replayed again and again.Your power
When William left, the room felt too quiet. Too still.But not lonely.Just… in transition.Like the universe had exhaled after holding its breath for too long.I stood near the window, hands clasped together, watching the trees sway with a gentleness that felt almost intentional—like the forest it
Nut's POVI never thought that peace and routine would feel so strange.For weeks, everything had been chaos — Zane, the hunters, the threat of losing my Alpha and Luna, the pressure to be everywhere and everything at once. Now, with the pack quiet again and no blood on the wind, the world almost f






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