“Don’t get ahead of yourself, Ember. We know you can’t do without me!” he blurted out with pride, making me smirk. With my head turned halfway to look at him, I assured, “Watch me, Thane!” ***** Ember Stone, an Omega of the Scar Moon pack, is caught between two powerful Alphas. Thane Grey, who rejected her after a misunderstanding and making her lose her unborn baby, and Rowan Night, her ex who now wants revenge after finding out he is mated to her. As secrets come to light and enemies close in, Ember must decide between two dangerous men. Will she choose love, or will the past destroy her?
View MoreZara's POVI paced back and forth across my room, glancing at the clock on the wall with every pass.Midnight was creeping closer, and Alpha Thane still hadn’t returned. My mind raced with all the possible places he could be, every scenario that could have kept him away for so long.I checked my phone again, biting my lip as I dialed his number one more time.No answer. Just silence, and then the cold, flat sound of the line cutting off.I threw my phone onto the bed, frustration building in my chest, pressing down harder with every second that passed without him here.Grandpa would be back soon, and if Thane wasn’t home when he arrived, there would be hell to pay.Grandpa already wasn’t pleased with how things went tonight, how Thane had caused him to lose control in front of everyone.And I… I’d be dragged into it too, held responsible for whatever trouble Alpha Thane found himself in. It was always like that. If Alpha Thane fell, so did I, right along with him.I couldn’t sit still
Thane's POVI was still on the floor, my cheek stinging from the slap. Grandpa’s hand had come down hard, without any warning, like a crack of thunder.I knew he was angry—maybe he had every right to be—but that didn’t stop the bitterness from spreading through me.The look in his eyes when he’d raised his hand… it was the kind of disappointment that cuts deep.Just then, the door creaked open, and I forced myself not to look. But then, soft, familiar footsteps came closer, and I knew it was Zara.I felt her hands under my arms, gentle, guiding me up. Her touch was careful, almost cautious, as though she was afraid I’d shatter right in front of her.“Are you okay?” she asked quietly, looking at me with those concerned eyes of hers.I pushed her hands off, stumbling back a little as I straightened. “Get off me, Zara.” My voice was sharper than I intended, but I didn’t care.She stepped back, looking startled, but I wasn’t about to soften up. Not now. Not after what she’d done. “This is
Thane's POV. The weight of disappointment settled over me as I turned, expecting to find the unknown lady I had been so close to finding out who she really was just moments before Zara interrupted. But she was gone. My heart dropped. The sensation of her presence lingered like a half-remembered dream that had slipped through my fingers. She’d vanished into the crowd, blending into the shadows cast by the chandeliers above. For a moment, I stood rooted, scanning the faces around me, desperate to catch a glimpse of her once more."Maybe I was just hallucinating," I muttered inwardly, clenching my jaw. "She can’t be Ember Stone. My ex-wife." Even thinking her name stirred a pang of loss, regret, and something far more complex. My gaze swept across the room one last time, searching for anything familiar in the sea of masked faces. Nothing."Are you okay?" Zara’s voice pulled me back to the present. She rested her hand on my shoulder, her gaze laced with concern. "You keep looking ar
Thane's POVThe hall was alive with muted conversations, laughter, and the sound of crystal glasses clinking against one another.Alphas from all over had gathered here tonight, wearing expensive masks that hid their faces but couldn’t mask the pride and authority they all carried.I was surrounded by some of the most powerful men and women I’d known, and tonight should’ve been a night of celebration—a welcome back for my grandfather to the Claw Bane Pack after the crisis at the baby store.He was legendary, and this gathering was for him. But somehow, my attention was elsewhere.Something—no, someone—had pulled my focus away from the men around me. I caught sight of her at the edge of the hall, sitting quietly, almost as if she was hiding in plain sight.She was beautiful, poised yet out of place. She looked different, sitting there in her graceful way, her mask delicate and mysterious, concealing just enough to make her unforgettable.I felt something like a spark. It was faint, lik
Ember's POV. I took a deep breath, gripping the edge of the cloth as I glanced at myself in the mirror. The dress fit perfectly; too perfectly. Every inch of it shimmered like trapped starlight, the fabric hugging my waist and flowing down in soft waves. It was beautiful, yes, but also… distracting. I was supposed to blend in tonight, not stand out. This was the kind of dress you wore when you wanted to be noticed.But blending in wasn’t an option. I owed Alpha Rowan a debt, one that I couldn’t back out of now. And that meant tonight, I’d have to be at his side at the ball. The problem was, I knew he’d be there too—Alpha Thane. The thought of running into him again after a long while, after the rejection, made my stomach twist in ways I couldn't control. I clenched my hands, trying to steady myself, but nothing helped. I felt like I’d been dropped in ice-cold water.Just as I was still trying to steady myself, the door to the room burst open and Alpha Rowan stormed in, his every
Ember's POV. The journey back hi the Scar moon pack had been long, the hours stretching out in tense silence. The heavy quiet between Alpha Rowan and me had felt almost suffocating, but I stayed silent, keeping my eyes fixed on the trees passing by outside. Finally, the landscape shifted, and the familiar territory of the Scar Moon pack came into view. As we rolled past the border, I straightened in my seat, feeling the prickling awareness that I was back on his turf—back where my deal to Rowan bound me.When the car stopped, guards and maids lined the entrance, bowing in respect as Alpha Rowan stepped out first, his presence commanding attention. I followed, keeping close but a step behind, a reluctant mate. Alpha Rowan didn’t speak as we walked through the corridors, his strides purposeful, every inch of him exuding control and authority. I knew where we were heading—his room. That knowledge sent a thrill of unease through me, but I swallowed it down, reminding myself that I h
Ember's POV. As the soft morning light crept through the cracks in the window, I stirred awake, my body sore from the night before. I blinked a few times, letting the details of the room come into focus, and there he was, right beside me, my little Loak. He looked so peaceful, a sight that felt like a small miracle after everything we’d been through last night.I reached out, brushing a lock of dark hair from his forehead. The feral fever had gripped him so fiercely, and there had been moments I wasn’t sure he’d make it. I could still feel the remnants of the fear in my chest, the hours I’d spent by his side, cooling his forehead with a warm embrace, whispering softly that I was there, that I wasn’t going anywhere. I had fought the tears all night, refusing to let him see my fear, but the weight of it hung heavy in me now.But he looked okay now—his breathing was even, his face relaxed. I felt a deep, shaky relief settle over me, but I didn’t want to disturb him. Gently, I pulle
Ember's POV. “What… what drugs did you give him?” I asked the second I turned to look at Caleb, Desperation tinged in my voice as I said very single word. Caleb’s eyes were calm but tinged with worry. “The usual dosage,” he replied. “The same administration as before.”I looked back at Loak, his small body still trembling, fever raging beneath his pale skin. He wasn’t stopping, wasn’t showing any signs of relief. My heart twisted painfully. “Then… why isn’t he stopping?” My voice cracked, my own fear slipping out.Caleb’s mouth opened slightly, but he seemed at a loss, his gaze locked on Looks fragile form. He didn’t have an answer, and that realisation filled me with a cold dread. My son, my precious boy, was slipping away from me, and there was nothing I could do. The panic swelled in my chest, clawing its way up my throat until I couldn’t breathe.I sank down beside Loak, pulling him into my arms, pressing him against my chest as I began to sob. My body shook, my fingers clen
Ember's POV.As I stood in front of Alpha Rowan, I knew I was crossing lines I’d never thought I’d dare to touch. My heart pounded in my chest like a drum, loud and erratic, each beat a reminder of what I was risking. Loak. My son was out there, fighting for his life against the Feral fever—a sickness that had already taken so many Werewolves, leaving mothers with empty arms and broken hearts. I couldn’t let that happen to me. But for him to live, I needed to act now. I needed Alpha Rowan to let me go.“Alpha Rowan, please,” I whispered, barely able to keep my voice from breaking. I felt small in his presence, every inch of my body screaming at me to back down, to submit to his authority. But I couldn’t. Not this time. “I’ll do anything. Please, just let me go to him.”The Alpha’s eyes were hard, colder than I’d ever seen them, and there was no sign of softness there. No compassion, no empathy. He was sizing me up, weighing his options, and all I could do was hold my breath.Aft
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