Mag-log in~Atlas’s POV~ Silver. Silver. Silver… I never imagined we would get to this point—the point where I no longer hated her presence… but actually wanted it more. And it’s not because she’s gone from that cowering girl to a confident, successful healer. It’s simply because I’ve gotten to know her more. Months of being trapped with her in the worst situations possible have answered some of the burning questions I had about her. It turns out, she’s as pure as she appears. We haven’t gotten closer… but in my mind’s eye, she’s different. And when she fired back at the interviewers yesterday—intelligent, confident… it turned me on. I couldn’t help but kiss her sweet lips. The more I come in contact with her skin, the more I want to claim her. She’s filled with so much hunger that I want to satisfy, to fill with nothing but my presence so she keeps coming back to me. “Oh Max!” she exclaims, jumping into his arms. She holds him tight as he breathes her in, his eyes closed. That’s m
Several Weeks Later BREAKING NEWS: Silver, Queen of the CrescentMoon Pack, has been praised across the kingdoms for risking her life alongside Alpha Atlas to tackle the deadly plague. Their courage and sacrifice saved thousands of lives, earning them recognition as heroes of the realm. My cheeks flush as I watch the news unfold. Every single day it’s a new headline about how Atlas and I were able to save the villages and even several other packs. I’ve quickly gained so much recognition in the kingdom it’s almost unbelievable. I used to be a servant, a lowly servant who was scorned and deeply hated by an entire pack. My mates rejected me for being an Omega. But how quickly things could change. I’m not only the wife of the most powerful Alpha but also a recognized healer, known, respected, and cherished all over the kingdom. It happened so fast I can’t even process it. When I look at myself in the mirror, I don’t see that weak, fragile girl anymore. I feel confident… powerful, l
We spent the last couple of hours examining, documenting, and going through tests with the doctors and scientists. We were not able to find out what this animal was or how it infects people without attacking them. But the good news is, we were able to find a temporary solution to the problem. We can’t find a cure yet, not until we know exactly what we are dealing with. But using our abilities and the knowledge of the scientists, we were able to create a vaccine that can slow down the process. It wasn’t easy. Atlas is completely drained because we had to use his scent to create the temporary medicines and vaccines while still searching for how it happened. I’m happy, excited even, that the people are in the process of recovering. Lucy and Rhett are outside creating a strong shield that will wade off the dark energy and fog, and at the same time prevent the infection from ever coming in again. But still, my heart is aching. I’ve always been curious about what my wolf is. I’ve
His scent fills the air, wrapping around me like a warm blanket on a cold night. I feel closer to him than I’ve ever felt. My eyes snap open. “You’re awake!” Rhett exclaims, smiling. My eyes land on the man holding my hand, and they pop open wider in surprise. “Uh… w-what happened to me?” I ask, feigning ignorance. I don’t know what’s going on. I don’t understand why Atlas is sitting beside me on the bed, holding my hand as his scent covers me. I feel it deeply in my core—his touch is extracting something from me, and his scent is healing me. “You passed out,” Rhett says. “Why are you holding my hand?” I ask, acting like I don’t like it. No, not like I like it in that sense. What I mean is, his touch, even through with the protective gloves, is soothing and healing. “I’m extracting the infection,” he says, letting go of my hand. “Son—” “No, Father,” Atlas cuts him off. “She is good enough. I don’t need to get everything out of her. I warned her anyway.” Oh. S
The smell, the strong odour of the infection clings to the air. I glance around, and every living thing is drying up. The plants, the trees, the grass… even the animals are infected. They sit still, shivering slightly, weak and almost dead. We walk through the quiet village, covered in a dark fog. My heart aches for the people. It’s horrible how this unknown infection has crippled this small village. And I can’t stop thinking, can’t stop wondering how it spread so quickly. How it even happened in the first place. Rhett, Adam, and the others are inside the protective shield. We slip into ours before approaching them. “Father!” Atlas almost exclaims, his eyes lighting up. “My champ!” Rhett growls, pulling him into his arms. The embrace is short and brief. I want to turn away, to give the cold Alpha space to be affectionate with his father. The only good thing about Atlas is that no matter how cold and heartless he is, he still loves his parents. I can imagine that. My
“What are you doing here?” Atlas asks, raising a brow as he pushes his plate aside. I glance at the table and almost laugh. How did he finish all that food so quickly? Like a beast starved for years. “The Alpha asked you to meet him in the lab,” Lance says, smirking. “I know,” I mutter, stepping forward. “There’s no time to waste. We need to get to work.” “We?” The word comes out of Atlas in a low growl. I sigh, my voice filled with frustration. “Atlas, we’re doing this together. And there’s no time.” He growls again, visibly enraged. No one dares call him by his first name except his parents. But I do and because I know he hates it. “I can feel their pain,” my voice cracks as I snatch the documents off the table. Their eyes widen, not in disbelief but in annoyance. I guess they’re getting used to me. “What do you mean you can feel their pain?” Lance asks, brows furrowed. “The villagers,” I say, scanning the papers. “I can feel how it eats them alive. Their agony,
“Heer, we are not going to hurt you!” The man growls.I've been running through the woods, hiding from these vicious men for what feels like an eternity. Their relentless pursuit is terrifying, no matter how fast I run they seem to always be just steps behind. I’m so exhausted and terrified—but I w
In the ShadowClaw Pack, Hyera is nothing but a lowly, wolfless omega. She is scorned, bullied, and branded a nameless bastard. Especially by Cynthy, the former beta's daughter and the Alpha's spoiled favorite.No one imagined she was more than that... until the full moon night when Hyera discovers s
At moonrise, everyone will discover their mate. The air is filled with cheers and laughter, giggles spilling everywhere as the pack prepares for the ceremony, mocking the pain that has covered me.I will not attend. Not after what Cynthy and her favored maids put me through today. They reminded me
~Hyera~It has been fourteen days since they locked me in this cold, stinking place. Fourteen days without light. The guards refuse to speak to me, and the Alphas have sent no word. The only voice I have heard is Cynthy’s. She came with her maids just to mock me—to remind me that everyone in the pa







