The JourneyThe ride was hectic. I kept counting the strands of my hair, praying and hoping that nobody would come to the back of the truck. But eventually, midway through the journey, one of the drivers stopped. When he came to the back of the truck, I was asleep, and the sound of his voice woke me up.“You guys need to see this. There’s a girl down here,” he alerted the other drivers.All three men gathered, shocked to see me. Even I was too stunned and scared to speak. Now, I was in the middle of nowhere, an intruder in the truck of three men.“Missy, where are you headed?” one of the drivers asked with a soft smile.“How did you get on the truck?” another asked.“Hello… I’m sorry for trespassing,” I replied softly. Over the years, being Lyon’s wife had taught me a whole lot of things, and one of them was soft femininity. I was no longer the loud and lousy girl I used to be. I had become more feminine. I could calm Lyon just by saying a few words. Maybe that was how I had survived
His Yearning Lyon’s POVMy parents had an entire discussion about how I shouldn’t go after Zoey yet, but that wasn’t happening. I already had my plan in my head—go with my soldiers and bring her back to where she belonged.“You look like a master whose slave just escaped,” Darian said with a scoff. He had been standing there while I paced from corner to corner. I just couldn’t calm down.“No, a husband whose wife escaped. Or rather, an Alpha whose Luna just escaped,” I responded in a defensive tone.“Lyon, I have a question for you,” Darian said, dropping the papers he was holding and focusing on whatever this conversation was turning into.“If you have anything to say, you might as well talk,” I replied.“Why are you so agitated? Give me two solid reasons.”Darian had just made me even more upset.“You know, people used to gossip and say, ‘Oh, Darian, the Omega of the Skywood Pack, is a joker and prankster.’ But I never took it seriously, and now you’re asking me such stupid questi
Chapter 11-ALL GONE Zoey’s PovIt was gone… all of it. My home, the hut that I had lived in my whole life—it was all gone. I had several thoughts… what exactly was going on? Where was my grandmother? Did Lyon do this? Did he take her?But my eyes met the ground. There was fresh grass. The building had been destroyed for a long time now. I ran to the backyard where my grandmother used to plant her herbs, but it was also all gone. Instead, there was a flower garden, and I saw its owner—a young girl about my age, with a little sister by her side. I immediately ran toward her to seek answers.“Uhmm, hi. Do you live around here?” I asked. She stared at me for a long time before she eventually said something.“Yes, I do. My cottage is down there…” she said, pointing in a direction opposite where our house used to be.“Then you must know what happened to my grandma. She used to live here—a very popular healer… our home was around here,” I explained with a shaky voice, trying to fight my tea
SERENALyon’s POVNonsense! I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. How could someone just vanish, and nobody knows her whereabouts? Zoey’s grandmother was my gateway to finding Zoey, and now, with this development, I was at a dead end.“What do you mean by she disappeared? Is she some kind of spirit? You guys think I’m a joke?!” I stood up, my eyes filled with anger that I couldn’t bring myself to control.“We searched everywhere… Turns out she was sick, and people said one day she was gone, and a few days later, her house was destroyed by unknown men. Rumors have it that she died while fetching herbs and that her body was never found. Zoey is also nowhere to be found! Nobody has seen her around,” the chief of security explained.If what he was saying was true… Zoey’s grandmother was dead? That wasn’t the plan. What did he mean by dead? She was Zoey’s only family, the one person that mattered most to her.“What do you mean Zoey’s grandmother is dead?” Darian walked in, as shocked as I
ROBIN THE CARPENTER Zoey’s Pov When Robin asked that question, I felt sick to my stomach. It was as though what I feared the most had happened. “What do you mean by that? My grandmother sent me this letter. She can’t be dead.” I reached for my leather bag and brought out the letter. It was at that moment I realized I must have left the duplicate in my room, and Lyon must have found out about it because I had only one copy. “This letter was written a few months after you left. She was sick. Lyon always came visiting without you, and she—” “Lyon visited?” I choked on my own words before he could even finish. It was painful to voice out that Lyon had been visiting my grandmother without me. What was his reason? “He did during the first years of your marriage, but then your grandmother told him never to come back unless he brought you with him. She never accepted his gifts, and she didn’t accept him either. The following month, when Lyon stopped coming, she fell ill, and that w
HER WHEREABOUTS Zoey’s POV Robin didn’t explicitly say my grandmother was dead, but he didn’t deny it either. At this point, I needed a clear answer. “What do you mean you didn’t tell me she was dead? Everyone was saying it, and you kept talking about her like she was in the past. You even said I was too late!” Robin exhaled sharply. “Do you realize how hard it was for your grandmother, waiting outside her hut every day, hoping to see you again?” His words struck me like a blow, and my knees gave out. Robin caught me before I collapsed, guiding me to a corner to sit down. “I’m not trying to justify my actions, nor am I saying I was right. But please, I just need a clear answer from you. Is my nana alive?” I knew Robin would tell me the truth, but was I prepared for his answer? The room was so silent that even the sound of a nail dropping would have echoed loudly. “Yes! She is.” I fell to my knees, sobbing uncontrollably. I wasn’t sure if they were tears of relief or p
Chapter: Escape into the NightZoey’s POVNight came faster than I expected.Robin had barely spoken all day. He was pacing the workshop, double-checking everything, from the tires on his truck to the backup fuel tank. I could tell he was nervous, even though he tried to act like he had it all figured out.“Alright,” he whispered once the moon was high and the air was cooler, “we’re going now. Stay low.”He led me out through the back door, keeping to the shadows until we reached the truck. It was a newer model, clean and quiet, the kind of vehicle you wouldn’t expect someone like Robin to drive. He opened the passenger door and motioned for me to get in.“No one saw us,” he said after scanning the area one last time. “Let’s go.”As we drove off, I leaned against the cold glass window, trying to calm my heart that wouldn’t stop racing. Every bump on the road felt like a jolt straight to my chest. It wasn’t just fear—I was leaving behind the only life I’d known, and I didn’t know what
Chapter: Council SerenaLyon’s POVThe air inside the pack house was suffocating.I could hear the council members shuffling in—seven of them, all dressed in their formal robes, talking in hushed tones like vultures circling a wounded animal. The moment Zoey disappeared, I knew this day would come. A meeting to decide what to do with the Luna who dared to run away.Darian came to find me in my quarters. He knocked once and let himself in.“They’re all here,” he said quietly. “Waiting.”I didn’t look up. I was seated at the edge of my bed, elbows on my knees, eyes fixed on the floor like it held all the answers I needed. My jaw was tight, and my nails dug into my palms. I had been holding back the storm all day, but it was crawling up my throat now.“How’s the search?” Darian asked, even though we both knew the answer.“Dead end,” I muttered. Then I stood up so fast my chair screeched across the floor. “She escaped. She actually escaped.”I slammed my fist against the wooden frame of t
Chapter - Old Friends Zoey’s POVI stood at the palace steps, waving as Kael, Tiara, and Nana disappeared into the distance. My fingers stayed lifted long after the car was gone—like part of me wasn’t ready to lower them. Not ready to face what lay behind me.Inside.Home… again. Or whatever this was now.I sighed and turned. The long hallway stretched like a tunnel of silence. My son was upstairs, asleep. For now, he was safe. That was the only thing keeping me grounded.Just as I took my first step back into the corridor, I heard it—a voice I hadn’t heard in so long. A voice that hit my heart like a rush of sunlight.“ Lady Zoey!”I turned sharply, and there she was.“Myla!” I gasped.My favorite maid. No—my friend.She came rushing at me, and we collided in a tight hug. We squealed like children, spinning each other just slightly, laughing in disbelief and emotion.“Do you know how I cried when I heard you were dead?” Myla whispered, still clinging to me.I pulled back, brows fur
Chapter - A Goodbye That LingersZoey’s POVIt was time for them to go back , My Nana and Tiara has a cafe to run and Kael had his hotel to run , it was me that needed to be here so they were leaving today : Kael, Nana, and Tiara stood by the house entrance, they were ready to leave. Now, I had to stay. Alone.Nana walked up to me first, cupping my face with both hands like she always did when I was a little girl. Her hands were warm, trembling slightly. “Be strong, Zoey,” she said softly. “You’re doing this for him. Only for him.”I nodded, biting the inside of my cheek to stop the tears from falling. “I know.”She leaned closer and whispered, “Don’t let the palace break you. Don’t let him break you again.”Then she turned to Lyon.“Promise me,” she said sternly, as if she was still speaking to any normal man , not an Alpha. “Promise me you’ll let her visit. She’s not your prisoner.”Before Lyon could even respond, I said quietly, “He knows that. I’m not a slave. I’m just… living
Chapter _ Reinstating The First Luna Zoey’s POVI jolted awake.My heart pounded in my chest as I turned to my son, his small form nestled beside me on the bed. I reached out, my fingers trembling as they hovered over his chest. No rise. No fall. I leaned in, pressing my ear close to his mouth—nothing.“No,” I whispered, panic seizing my throat. “No, no, no.”I shook him gently. “Lyon Junior? Baby?”Still nothing.A scream tore from my lips, raw and primal. “My baby!”The door burst open. Lyon was the first to enter, his eyes wide with alarm. My nana followed, then Kael, Tiara, and Darian. Robin had gone home to his wife the night before.I was on the floor, clutching my lifeless child, sobbing uncontrollably. “It’s my fault,” I cried. “I shouldn’t have come back. I shouldn’t have brought him here.”Lyon knelt beside me, his hands trembling as he reached out. He wrapped his arms around both of us, holding us close.And then, a sound—a wail, sharp and piercing.I pulled back, eyes wid
Chapter_A A life on a thread. Zoey’s POVMy legs were shaking.I didn’t even realize I was crying until I felt the cold air on my wet cheeks. My breath came in shallow bursts, my chest rising and falling as I stumbled into the front hallway.They were all there—waiting.Tiara. Robin. Kael. My nana. And my baby, curled up in Nana’s arms, calm for the first time in days.Kael rushed forward the moment he saw me.“Zoey? What happened?” he asked, voice tight with worry.“Did he hit you?” Robin snapped, his fists already clenched like he’d charge back in without hesitation.I shook my head quickly, wiping my face. “No… We just—argued.”That was an understatement. We screamed at each other like animals. Years of pain exploded in one room, and even though it shattered something inside me, it also freed me a little.“I yelled,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “He yelled back. That’s it.”My knees gave in, and I squatted down right there in the hallway, pressing my palms to the groun
Chapter - The Long Held RageLyon’s POV“ i want to have a word with Zoey…” i said and they all started to speak among themselves. “Everyone out,” I said, my voice low and final.The room stirred. Nana moved first, carefully lifting Lyon Jr. from my arms. I didn’t want to let go, but I needed to do this without him in the middle. “ Let’s go ..” She said to the other people she came with , That Kael bastard was glaring at me . “ Zoey will you be okay ?” He asked and i rolled my eyes.“ Do you see me with any weapon to harm her ?” “ Well you are the man that ripped people apart with his hands “ Kael fired back , Zoey moved closer to him and whispered. “ i will be fine …” Serena stood frozen while the rest was leaving .“No,” she snapped. “I’m staying. I deserve to—”Darian stepped forward and took her gently by the arm. “Not now, Serena.”“Don’t touch me!” she hissed.But Darian didn’t argue. He didn’t scold her. He simply whispered something in her ear—quiet enough I couldn’t he
Chapter-Judgement DayLyon’s PovThe palace filled up faster than I imagined.Elders, councilmen, pack leaders from every wing of the northern territory—all packed into the high-ceilinged hall like vultures circling prey.Me.Their eyes burned into my skin like torches, and the air pulsed with judgment. They didn’t wait for protocol or permission.The yelling started instantly.“You dare show your face here?”“She’s a disgrace!”“Lock her up!”“ You deceived all of us “ “Send her back to wherever she came from!”All aimed at me—spit-flecked words, righteous fury, sharp as knives. The walls trembled with their noise.And Lyon… he just stood there.Silent.Rocking our child in his arms as though none of this concerned him.My child.Our child.My son who nearly died because I stayed hidden for too long.I clenched my fists at my side, swallowing the fire rising in my throat.Nana slipped beside me and gave my wrist a soft squeeze. “Don’t say a word,” she whispered, her voice a thread o
Chapter -: “Is That All?”Zoey’s POV“Lyon… Long time, no see.”The words left my mouth before I could stop them.Long time, no see?What kind of idiotic, casual thing was that to say to the man you ran away from . My lips froze mid-curve, suddenly aware of how small I felt.My heart was doing somersaults in my chest. My palms were sweaty where they held my son—our son. Lyon Jr. stirred softly, his lashes fluttering against his cheeks. He didn’t know the chaos his presence had just ignited.And then—“WHAT is going on here?”A familiar shriek ripped through the courtyard like nails down a chalkboard.Serena.She stormed in like she owned the place, even though her presence felt entirely out of place in the middle of something this… sacred.Her gown swished around her ankles. Her arms were dramatically clutching her side, no sign of the ‘back pain’ that had crippled her moments ago.Nana—sweet, loyal Nana—stepped forward, clutching the shawl wrapped around her shoulders. Her voice was
Chapter _: She’s Back and on a Random Day ?Lyon’s POVThere was something wrong with Darian.Not in a loud, obvious way. It was the kind of wrong that crept in slowly — quiet, uneasy. His shoulders were always stiff now. He barely slept, barely talked unless I asked him something directly. And whenever his phone buzzed, his whole body twitched like it was a bomb waiting to explode.Today, it buzzed again.We were seated in the war room going over reports on the southern outpost — something about border tension and possible rogue movement. Darian wasn’t even paying attention. His eyes kept flicking down to the table where his phone lay face up. When it lit up again, I saw the way his jaw clenched.He stood up suddenly, almost knocking his chair over.“I’ll just step out and take this,” he muttered.I raised an eyebrow. “Since when do you take calls outside?”Darian froze.He turned halfway, trying to force a smile. “It’s nothing important.”“Then sit down and take it here,” I said, ke
Chapter - The EveZoey’s POV“Promise me you won’t take Lyon back.”Kael’s words lingered in the air long after he said them.His voice wasn’t angry. Just… tired. Tired in the way someone gets after holding too much in for too long.I didn’t say anything.I couldn’t.I stared at the floor for a while, the hem of my shirt wrinkled in my fist. The room felt heavier with each passing second.“I need to check on my baby,” I whispered, barely looking at him.He didn’t try to stop me.Didn’t even ask for an answer.Instead, he grabbed his keys and said, “I’ll drive.”The car ride back home was quiet. Not the peaceful kind of quiet — the heavy kind. Like the silence knew what we were both afraid to say out loud.I rested my head against the window, watching the city blur past.Bright lights, crossing headlights, people moving like they weren’t carrying the kind of weight I had sitting on my chest.“Do you think I’ll survive this?” I asked suddenly.Kael didn’t look surprised by the question.