“I am without a head, but I have a crown. I am without a mouth, but I can make a sound. I have no hands, but I strike fear. I have no heart, but I am here. What am I?” ******** In the Silvermoon kingdom, a young beta named Alina Starfall is outcast and accused of witchcraft because of her strange ability to communicate with spirits. She is hated by the people of the kingdom for the actions of her brother, Faris, who killed their pack leader, Alpha Matthias Stormgaze. In the midst of trying to clear her name and make peace with Aleksander Stormgaze, the son of the slain Alpha Matthias, the mystery of the true killer deepened and new secrets come to light. Alina and Aleksander have to navigate not only their feelings for each other, but also their desire to find justice for the slain leader. They soon discover that the truth is more complicated than they have ever imagined, and they would have to make difficult choices to ensure the safety of the pack and the kingdom.
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As I walked through the halls of the pack house, I could hear the snide whispers and taunting laughter that filled the air. I felt the weight of their scornful gazes upon me, as my eyes shifted from between their hands pointing at me to the ones over their mouths as they spoke discreetly. I could feel my heart sinking into my stomach. It was as if I was shrinking under their gazes, and I could barely bring myself to look at them. They made me feel insecure and unsafe within. I could feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment and shame, and I wondered what I had done to deserve this treatment. My hands fidgeted nervously at my sides. Subconsciously and out of fear, I checked my clothes to see if it had a stain or a hole. I was afraid that I looked unkempt or disheveled. I knew that if I did, it would only add fuel to the fire of the other wolves' taunts. Then, it hit me, like a slap in the face, a sense of reality. Ah, I was a beta! Not just any beta but the most hated beta in the wolfsong clan! —in the whole of the Silvermoon kingdom! The moment I realized my identity, my mind responded with lightning speed. Suddenly, I could hear their words - their whispers filled my ears like a raging storm. A voice rang out, harsh and accusing: "She's that beta! She doesn't belong with us!" Another voice chimed in, dark and suspicious: "I wonder why Alpha Aleksander even let her stay in the pack. Surely he knows about her witchcraft?!" A third voice joined in, furious and disgusted: "He should have just banished her! She's an insult to the pack! Not just to the pack but to all betas!" A chorus of voices rose up, angry and afraid: "The omegas are far better than her!" "It's worse that we all have to live with her! I can't stand it!" another voice said with sheer hatred evident in the tone. "Never have I been so ashamed of being a beta!" "Why can't she just leave on her own!" "I'll never forgive her, not after what her brother did!" "Witch!' the voices cried out in unison, as if the word itself were a curse. I felt the pressure from their intense glare increasingly becoming suffocating. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, but I couldn't bear to let them fall. I couldn't take it anymore. I needed to get out of there. My hands were shaking as I reached for my dress, desperate to escape the heavy silence. I picked up my pace, ready to leave when suddenly, A hand reached out and grabbed my arm, pulling me to a stop. I turned to see who it was, and my heart sank as I recognized the face of Daniel, the leader of the pack's hunters. His eyes were dark and cold, and his grip was like iron. He leaned in close, his breath hot on my face. "Murderer!" he hissed. "You'll never be one of us!" I couldn't stop myself from asking, even though I already knew the answer. "What did I do?" My voice trembled as I spoke, tears threatening to spill from my eyes. Daniel's face contorted with rage. "You dare to ask me that question?!" He bellowed. "You know exactly what you did!" His voice was like thunder, and I could feel my heart racing in my chest. I stood there, frozen in terror, as Daniel's rage continued to build. He took a step toward me, and I flinched, unable to move. I tried to pull away from him, but his grip only tightened. I was afraid of what he might do, but I couldn't bring myself to run. I was trapped, caught in the web of his fury. I pleaded with them, my voice cracking as I fought to be heard. "For the last time, it wasn't me! I didn't do it! It was my brother who killed Alpha Matthias, and he said it was an accident! He didn't mean to!" My words were met with stunned silence, and I could feel their disbelief and anger like a heavy weight. The crowd began to murmur, and I knew that my words had fallen on deaf ears. I felt my resolve slipping away. I had to try one last time. "Please, you have to believe me!" I begged, my voice breaking. "My brother is not a murderer! He made a terrible mistake, but he would never have done it on purpose!" Tears I'd been fighting back began to flow, and I could barely see through the blur of my vision. "A mistake?! Are you serious?!" Daniel's voice was filled with fury, and his grip on my arm tightened painfully. "You really expect us to believe that your brother, a member of the rival Moonbound pack, accidentally killed our beloved leader and mentor, Alpha Matthias?! That's a joke, right?" The silence in the hall was deafening. The only sound that could be heard was the soft sound of my own quiet sobs. It felt like time had stopped. I was pleading now, my voice shaking with desperation. "I swear on the moon that my brother didn't mean to do it. He is innocent! Please, believe me!" I knew it was useless. No one would believe me. Daniel's voice dripped with sarcasm as he laughed, his eyes flicking around the room. "Believe you?! That's a good one. That's the funniest thing I've heard all day!" His tone was mocking. "How do we know you didn't conspire with your brother to plan the killing? How do we know you didn't help him by giving him intel on our pack's activities?" Daniel's voice was rising in pitch as he spoke, and I could see the influence his words were having on the crowd. "How do we know that your brother is even the killer? Maybe it was you all along, and your brother is just taking the blame to protect you!" The crowd seemed to be swayed by Daniel's words. Murmurs of agreement rose up around me, and I could see the doubt spreading across the faces of those gathered like wildfire. Some were nodding their heads, whispering to each other as they looked at me with suspicion. I was practically shouting now, trying to get through to them. "I'm telling the truth! I didn't do it! I didn't do any of it! Why can't you all just believe me? Why can't you believe me, Daniel? You are also a fellow beta like I am. Please, just trust me!" I looked at Daniel, hoping that he might understand. But the contempt on his face was clear. Daniel's eyes narrowed as he took a step closer to me. He shook his head slowly. "You're just like the rest of them. A self-serving, traitorous, coward!" His words felt like a slap in the face. "You don't deserve to be a beta. It is a shame to me and to everyone else that you are from the same rank as us!" "I am a beta, just like you, and yet I could never do what you did. I would never betray our pack the way you did. You took everything away from us, and for what?!" Daniel growled at me. "I have always done my best to help our pack, to protect all of you!' I protested, my voice shaking. "I would never betray you all. I would never betray Alpha Matthias!" But it was no use. I could see it in their eyes. They had already made up their minds. I was a traitor, a murderer, a disgrace to our pack. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't make them understand. I had lost them all. Daniel's voice was a growl as he released his grip on me, his finger pointing accusingly. "Alpha Matthias was like a father to us, always there for us, no matter what. He was a leader we could count on to guide and protect us, no matter what we did. And you... you took that away from us. You and your brother killed him, and I will never forgive you for that." His words were like a physical blow, hitting me hard. The words reverberated in the space between us as Daniel's gaze swept the room. I tried to stifle my sobs, but I couldn't help but feel wounded by his accusation. I looked around at the others, hoping to find some sign of support, but instead I was met with looks of betrayal and hurt. It was clear that Alpha Matthias had been a beloved leader, and I was not the only one grieving his loss, yet, I felt utterly alone. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my voice as I wiped my tears away. "I'm sorry if I've ever hurt any of you, but I can't admit to a crime I did not commit. I still stand by what I said, my brother killed Alpha Matthias, I never had a hand in it and he is currently paying the price for his actions." Daniel's expression was cold and full of disdain as he fixed me with a steely gaze. "You think we'd forgive and accept you after what you've done? After what you've said?" he asked, his tone icy. "You're nothing but a traitor!" another voice called out from the crowd. The venom in the words was palpable, and I could feel the anger and resentment emanating from the others around me. I felt hopeless, like there was no way to repair the damage done. All eyes turned to the speaker, and I saw that it was Lucas, the omega. He was usually a kind and gentle person, but now his expression was fierce, his eyes narrowed in accusation. Daniel looked back at me with a smug grin, as if he'd been proven right. "You heard him," he said, gloating. "Even Lucas thinks you're a traitor. There's no coming back from that." I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. What was there to say? How could I possibly defend myself against this barrage of accusations? "I'm not a traitor!" I finally found my voice, my words ringing out with surprising force. The room fell silent, and I stood there, breathing heavily as I looked around at the faces of the crowd. There was a mixture of disbelief, anger, and confusion on their faces, but none of them spoke. The silence felt heavy, oppressive, as if it were pressing down on me. I waited for someone to say something, anything, but no one did. Then suddenly, "Traitor!" Lucas cried, his voice echoing through the room. The others took up the cry, their voices swelling into a deafening roar. "Traitor!" they screamed, stamping their feet and shaking their fists. "Traitor! Traitor! Traitor!" The shouts and accusations seemed to pierce my heart like sharp knives. I tried to cover my ears, but the sound was overwhelming. Daniel's gaze was cold and unyielding, and I felt like a helpless victim under his scrutiny. The crowd was bearing down on me, their voices growing louder and louder, and I felt like I was going to collapse under the weight of their condemnation. I began to tremble, and my steps faltered. As I looked up, I saw the pack members advancing on me, their hands raised in anger. I turned and ran, my heart pounding in my chest. I was afraid that if I didn't get away, they would tear me to pieces. I ran blindly, not caring where I was going, just desperate to get away from them. My breathing was labored and I could feel my legs starting to give out. But I forced myself to keep going, knowing that if I stopped, I would be lost. I heard the shouts of the pack behind me, getting closer and closer. I was losing my strength, my body aching from the exertion. But I knew that if I gave up now, I would never be free. Finally, I reached the edge of the forest near the pack's territory, and I stumbled into the trees, grateful for the cover of the dense foliage. I ducked behind a large tree, panting and gasping for air. I could hear the pack approaching, the undergrowth crunching beneath their feet. I held my breath, praying that they wouldn't find me. Seconds turned into minutes, and I slowly began to relax. I was still shaking from the ordeal, but I felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe I had escaped. Maybe I was finally free. It was quiet for a while, the forest still and peaceful. I finally felt safe, and I decided to step out of the bushes, my heart still racing. I took a few deep breaths, trying to regain my composure, as my eyes searched frantically to see if any of them were still hiding but I saw none. I rested my hands on my knees due to exhaustion. The forest was still as if it were holding its breath along with me. The only sound was my own ragged breathing, which slowly began to calm. In the silence, I felt like I was finally at peace. The forest felt like a haven, far from the hate and contempt of the pack members. It felt like a refuge from the pressure of the pack life. For a moment, I felt like I could breathe again. But just as I began to relax, I heard a rustling in the leaves behind me. My heart pounded in my chest, as I turned around slowly, my breath catching in my throat as I saw a pair of brown eyes staring back at me. They belonged to a wolf, who was slowly moving closer, growling angrily as it approached and I stood frozen in terror. As the wolf came closer, it began to change, its fur receding as it morphed into a man. I was stunned to see who it was: Aleksander Stormgaze, leader of the Wolfsong clan! Aleksander's eyes were cold as he regarded me, his expression unreadable. I shivered in fear, knowing that I was in big trouble. I am the last person he would ever want to set his eyes on in the Wolfsong clan, and I had just seen something I wasn't supposed to. I could only imagine what Aleksander is going to do to me!As the days to Nelson's parents memorial service got closer, his mood got sour. He didn't go to work and he avoided small talks. It was hard getting him to be open to me but I was there for him every step of the way. Just like a wife should.“Are you good?” I asked as he stood in front of me, dressed up in a three piece black suit. We were headed to the memorial service.His face which he tried so hard to still and become cold betrayed him. I could tell he was under so many pain, his eyes telling me what he'll never say.He would have had an eye bag. If I hadn't forced him to sleep, to rest, to eat and to talk to me about it feeling. It felt as if I was taking care of a child but I knew the mechanism of grief and I knew what it could make us be.“Yeah.” Nelson answered breathlessly, nodding his head vehemently.He's trying too hard to convince me that he is fine. But I know he isn't and I'm willing to take care of him until he gets better.I held his face, caressing his cheeks as our
CHAPTER SEVENTY NINE: WHEN WORDS FAILNELSON'S POV Lora isn't picking up her phone. After a few tries, it went straight to voicemail. I was still in my car, parked back at the club, my heart racing with worry. Where could she be? I know I have messed up, and I don't need anyone to tell me that. But I didn't mean to say what I said - it was a thoughtless remark made in a fit of rage. If only I could find her, I'd plead my case and make things right.After calling her one more time, with no answer, I leaned back in my seat, running my hands through my hair, eyes closed, trying to think of where she might be. And then it hit me - the one place she might go. My eyes snapped open as I whispered, "The beach."Without hesitation, I started my car and sped off towards the beach where we had gone after our picnic. It didn't take me long to arrive. I kicked off my shoes and approached the sandy shore, and that's when I saw her - Lora's figure, illuminated by the moonlight. I could hear her so
CHAPTER SEVENTY EIGHT: I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTERLORA'S POV As we stood in the shadowy corner, our breathing slowed. Just then, Nelson glanced to his left, and his face contorted in disgust and anger, an intensity I'd never seen before. His eyes darkened, and I could tell he was gritting his teeth. I felt a surge of fear; we were alone, and his expression made me worry he might hurt me."Nelson, what's wrong?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly.I touched his hand, pinned to the wall, and felt his muscles tense beneath his white T-shirt."Wait here," Nelson said, before storming back into the club.I picked up my purse and his leather jacket, which had fallen during our encounter. He didn't expect me to wait alone in the dark, did he? I need to know what he is about to do, so I followed him.As I struggled to find Nelson in the crowded club, my eyes landed on a growing gathering near the dance floor. I prayed I wouldn't find him at the center of it.But my prayers went unanswered
The words echoed in the air, pregnant with meaning, as you grappled with the depths of Lora's possessive nature. Her desire to claim you as hers sent a shiver down your spine, stirring emotions within you that you hadn't even realized were there.You tried to act casual, brushing off her inquiry with a nonchalant shrug, but the heat of her gaze lingered, as did the sweet taste of her lips on yours.“Mine…”The word reverberated through your mind, igniting a fire within you, a fire that was both intoxicating and dangerous.Lora's possessive nature was a surprise, but it added a tantalizing layer to your already intense relationship. As you made your way up the stairs, your mind couldn't help but dwell on the implications of her words.'Mine.'The word echoed in your mind, sending a shiver down your spine. It was clear that Lora was as invested in this relationship as you were, and it added a sense of excitement to your already sizzling connection.As you reached the top of the stairs, y
The words echoed in the air, pregnant with meaning, as you grappled with the depths of Lora's possessive nature. Her desire to claim you as hers sent a shiver down your spine, stirring emotions within you that you hadn't even realized were there.You tried to act casual, brushing off her inquiry with a nonchalant shrug, but the heat of her gaze lingered, as did the sweet taste of her lips on yours.“Mine…”The word reverberated through your mind, igniting a fire within you, a fire that was both intoxicating and dangerous.Lora's possessive nature was a surprise, but it added a tantalizing layer to your already intense relationship. As you made your way up the stairs, your mind couldn't help but dwell on the implications of her words.'Mine.'The word echoed in your mind, sending a shiver down your spine. It was clear that Lora was as invested in this relationship as you were, and it added a sense of excitement to your already sizzling connection.As you reached the top of the stairs, y
Go on“Thirty minutes,” she repeated, her lips brushing against mine in a fleeting kiss, "and counting."The timer beeped, marking the start of our challenge. Lora’s fingers found their way to my belt, working it off with an ease that surprised me. My hands mirrored her movements, my fingers brushing against the zipper of her dress as I pulled it down, exposing her lacy underwear.She moaned softly, her eyes half-closed as she whispered, “Twenty-nine minutes.”Go onHer fingers slid along the waistband of my pants, pulling them down just enough to free my erection. The air in the kitchen grew heavy with the scent of her arousal, and I leaned in, my lips finding her neck, my tongue tracing the delicate curve of her collarbone.Lora’s hands caressed my back, her nails raking down my skin, sending a surge of pleasure through me.“Twenty-eight minutes,” she murmured, her hips grinding against me, as if trying to draw me in even closer.Go onI groaned, losing myself in the feel of her bod
Go on“Thirty minutes,” she repeated, her lips brushing against mine in a fleeting kiss, "and counting."The timer beeped, marking the start of our challenge. Lora’s fingers found their way to my belt, working it off with an ease that surprised me. My hands mirrored her movements, my fingers brushing against the zipper of her dress as I pulled it down, exposing her lacy underwear.She moaned softly, her eyes half-closed as she whispered, “Twenty-nine minutes.”Go onHer fingers slid along the waistband of my pants, pulling them down just enough to free my erection. The air in the kitchen grew heavy with the scent of her arousal, and I leaned in, my lips finding her neck, my tongue tracing the delicate curve of her collarbone.Lora’s hands caressed my back, her nails raking down my skin, sending a surge of pleasure through me.“Twenty-eight minutes,” she murmured, her hips grinding against me, as if trying to draw me in even closer.Go onI groaned, losing myself in the feel of her bod
CHAPTER SEVENTY TWO: THE MOVIE NIGHTNELSON'S POV "I just don't understand, Adrian. Ever since our picnic outing, Lora's been acting strange. It's as if she wants to say something but can't bring herself to do so." I confided in Adrian, who sat across from me in my office. It has been days since our trip to the ocean, and Lora's behavior has changed dramatically. More different than I know her to be."How long has this been going on?" Adrian asked, his brow furrowed with concern that mirrored mine."A week. The change is so sudden, it's unsettling. Whenever I try to get her to open up, she brushes me off, and further probing only leads to arguments," I revealed, running my hands through my hair in frustration."Maybe she doesn't feel comfortable enough to share her concerns with you," Adrian suggested."I've tried everything to make her feel at ease, but she still won't budge. I'm worried," I admitted.Adrian's smug smile slowly emerged. "This can only mean one thing – you're in lov
CHAPTER SIXTEEN: FINDING PROOF “Why won't you believe me, Alpha Aleksander?” Alina pleaded, her frustration evident in her voice and stance as she stood before him in his office chamber. “I'm telling the truth, I swear it.” Aleksander sighed, his gaze finally leaving the paper in front of him as he leaned back in his seat, his eyes narrowing slightly. “So, this is what you've been pushing for? This is why you came here?” Alina's hand threaded through her hair, her anxiety heavy. “It's been three days since your father's visit, and I fear we're running out of time. I don't understand why you refuse to work with me.” Aleksander's expression remained skeptical, his voice firm. “I'll only consider it if you provide me with concrete proof, Alina. Anything less is just empty words.” Alina's frustration boiled over as she exclaimed, "How am I supposed to find proof?" Aleksander's response was firm and unyielding, "That's your problem, Alina. Bring me something tangible, and only then
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