MasukLillian’s POVI sat at the dark wooden desk, my trembling fingers tracing the faded black ink on the old, dusty page. My heart was slamming against my ribs as I read every single word out loud to Aiden and Alanna.The ancient book explained that these sacred women with mystical healing abilities were not just random individuals scattered across the world. They all belonged to a very specific, legendary werewolf pack known in ancient times as the Darkfire pack. They were a peaceful, quiet group of people who held the ultimate power of life and restoration. They could fix broken bones in seconds, cure deadly illnesses that had no cure, and even heal the deepest, darkest scars inside a person's mind."The Darkfire pack..." I whispered, my voice raspy and dry. "That is where my ancestors came from. That is my true bloodline.""If we can find records of the Darkfire pack, we might find out how your healing power actually works," Aiden said quickly, his sharp eyes shining with a fresh spark
Lillian’s POV"Dorian, call them! Call them right now!" I panicked, my voice cracking as I held my head in my hands.Seeing the sheer terror in my eyes, Dorian did not waste a single second. He raised his deep Alpha voice, shouting for Aiden and Alanna at the top of his lungs.Within seconds, the heavy wooden door pushed open, and both Alanna and Aiden rushed into the medical room with worried faces."What happened?! Is something wrong with the Alpha?!" Alanna asked frantically, her medical kit already in her hand."Look at her hair," Dorian instructed, his voice low and serious as he pointed toward me.Alanna walked closer to me, her sharp eyes scanning my face before locking onto the bright white streak above my left temple. She gasped softly, her eyes widening in pure shock at the sudden change of my hair."How is this possible?" Alanna whispered, reaching out to gently touch the snow-white strands. "It was completely dark an hour ago when you stepped out of the car.""It is not ju
Lillian’s POVThe air inside the quiet medical room felt heavy and cold.I stood beside the high hospital bed, staring down at my husband's pale, quiet face. Dorian was lying completely still on the white sheets, his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling in slow, shallow breaths. He looked so small and broken lying there, completely stripped of his usual powerful, towering presence.Alanna stood on the other side of the bed, her face dark with sorrow as she adjusted the clear tubes running into his arm."He won't be able to walk if he doesn't heal pretty fast, Lillian," Alanna reported in a soft, trembling whisper, her voice full of tragic weight. "The bullet hit his lower spine directly and damaged his nerves badly. If his inner wolf does not wake up and repair the bone in the next few days, he will be crippled for the rest of his life."My heart broke into a million sharp pieces right there in my chest.A heavy, agonizing lump formed in my sore throat, and hot tears burst from m
Cassidy’s POV"You let her escape!"I screamed at the top of my lungs, my voice ringing through the cold stone hallway of the high fortress like a sharp blade. My whole body was shaking with uncontrollable, burning rage.I marched straight up to the three heavy guards standing before me, raising my hand and striking the first guard across his ugly face with all the strength in my body.SLAP!"You stupid, useless fools!" I growled right into his face, my dark eyes flashing with pure hatred. "How hard is it to watch a single, tied-up girl inside a locked room?! I gave you one simple job! One job! And you failed me completely!"I turned around and kicked the second guard squarely in the chest, making him stumble back against the cold wall. "You are completely incapable of getting anything done! You are worthless!"I turned my body around and sprinted into the dark, seamless metal room where Lillian had been kept as a prisoner. I ran straight to the center of the iron floor, my eyes searc
Lillian’s POVI blinked, staring at Aiden’s side profile in the dim light of the car dashboard."What uncle?" I asked, my voice flat and completely blank.I pulled my hands back into my lap, folding my arms across my chest as I glared at him. A sharp wave of annoyance flared up inside me despite how grateful I was to him for saving my life."You are calling him your uncle, Aiden, but you have never told me anything about your past," I called him out, my voice raspy and sharp. "You never share anything about yourself with anyone in the pack. And now that we are sitting in this car, you are dumping heavy questions on me like we are just two chatty friends hanging out on a sunny day. How am I supposed to answer you?"Aiden kept his eyes on the dark road ahead, but I saw his jaw tighten slightly. He took a long, quiet breath, letting out a heavy sigh before he spoke."I am sorry," Aiden said softly, his voice full of genuine regret. "You are completely right. I have kept my past a deep se
Lillian’s POVI sat on the cold dirt floor of the dark alleyway, holding my torn clothes tightly against my chest. My whole body was shaking with fear, cold, and pure relief.Aiden stepped closer to me, wiping his bloody knuckles on his heavy dark pants. He looked down at my wet, dirty clothes and my messy hair, and a small, soft smile touched his lips despite the scary situation we were in."Phew, Lillian," Aiden said, letting out a short, quiet laugh to cut through the heavy tension. "I am very glad to see you alive, but you really stink right now. You smell like an old sewer."I let out a shaky, wet breath that was half a laugh and half a sob."In all seriousness," Aiden added, his face going serious as he offered me his strong hand, "you did an incredible job. I cannot believe you actually managed to escape from the high fortress all by yourself. You are stronger than anyone gave you credit for."I grabbed his hand, and he gently pulled me up off the hard ground. The moment my fee
Lillian’s POVShantel stood there for a long moment saying absolutely nothing, which was somehow more satisfying than anything she could have said. The silence had a quality to it. “And before you start thinking about Christine,” I said, “don’t bother. She is already out of the country. Whatever r
Dorian’s POV“We need to move fast,” Lillian said, already reaching for her bag. “Aaron is not sitting still and every day we spend reacting to what he does next is a day he gets further ahead of us. Christine is the most direct line we have to anything he might have left behind and we need to get
Lillian’s POVThe pages were not long but every word on them hit me like cold water thrown directly into my face.Elder Carter’s handwriting was neat and deliberate across the top of the first page, the instructions were written without a name anywhere on them, just references to her, take her down
Lillian’s POVMinutes dragged by with agonizing slowness as I crouched in my hiding spot, my legs cramping from holding the same position for so long. The decorative plant provided decent cover, but I had to stay perfectly still to avoid being noticed if anyone walked past.One hour became two. My







