Zephyrus’ POV I sneaked into my enemy’s room, not intending to kill her but to end the confusion driving me crazy. Who was she? Where was she all this while? Why didn’t the pack members know her well if she was the chosen Luna of the pack? These were questions that flitted through my mind since my encounter with her last night on the battlefield. All I caught on was her name, Lena Warrick, but it didn’t ring a bell. I didn’t know of anyone by that surname in Lucania! So was she from the Whiteridge Pack? I was certain that she was from our enemy pack. Why else would she escape to the enemy territory? Maybe she was returning home! Mad with fury, I wanted to punish her, but first I had to be certain. However, the moment I entered her room, her sweet scent seeped into my system. I was suddenly aware of the escalating warmth bubbling within me, seeking a vent to erupt. They gave rise to many urges, so fiery, I had no control over them anymore. The need to mark her, take her, mate her, a
Lena’s POVThe sound of the door clicking open followed by a rush of footsteps made me stir. I opened my bleary eyes to check who had entered my room. It was Leandros! I smiled at him as I sat up on the bed, but he stormed into my room in a fit of rage, and I frowned at his transformed demeanor. Was he the same friendly Gamma I had met earlier? “Lena Warrick! Is that your name?” he asked with a scowl. I wondered what was wrong with him. Gone was his friendliness. Instead, it was replaced by a cold, calculating look while he glared at me angrily. What crime did I commit now?“Yes. How did you know?” Maybe, the old pack members had informed him. “That’s inconsequential! Who are you? Are you a Lucerian?” I frowned at his question. Of course, I was a Lucerian, having spent twenty years in this place, but I wasn’t sure if I was born one. “I guess so.” He went livid with fury at my non-committal response. “You can’t guess! It’s a yes or a no. Do you belong to our pack? Who are your pare
Zephyrus’ POVI ran faster down the barren snowy terrain, the icy wind howling past my ears. The pain in my heart was too much to bear. It made Zeus howl like a tortured soul. For the last three and a half days, I haven’t been able to shift to my human form. Neither have I been able to go home. With every staggering breath that passed through Lena’s lips, with every tear she shed, I doubled up with pain. It was the worst imaginable torture I ever suffered in my twenty-nine years of life. I had fought battles, conquered territories, and slayed monsters, yet the pain I felt because of Lena was the most unbearable. It constricted my heart, making me unable to function normally. There was no doubt she was my mate! I wanted to bring her home, into the safety of my arms! I never wanted to hurt her, but this was beyond my control. This wasn’t a personal issue between us. It involved all those with me who were forced to escape that dreadful night. They needed justice. Leandros lost his litt
Lena’s POVI opened my bleary eyes to check out my surroundings. Even in my dazed state, I was aware of being carried out of the hellhole by someone warm and gigantic. Although I was too weak to open my eyes and see him, I knew his scent, even with my eyes closed. I could hear his deep, rumbling voice comforting me. It confused me a lot. Why was he saving me when he was the one responsible for my condition? I could feel him laying me down on the bed like he had done before. It was the same room he had brought me earlier. This time, however, his touch was tender, his presence warmer. It felt as if he had accepted me as his mate! But I knew otherwise! He had to have an ulterior motive behind his kind act. Maybe he wanted to use kindness as a tool to get information out of me! He was the enemy and I wouldn’t allow him to manipulate me. I mustered up all my strength and sipped the water he offered. It energized me a little, and I opened my bleary eyes after he left the room. This was t
Lena's POV:A strong male scent around me made me stir. Where was I? Did they throw me into the dungeons? Suddenly, memories came rushing in and I opened my eyes with a start. I looked around frantically, trying to remember what had happened earlier. How did I land up on a stranger’s bed? This wasn’t the dungeon!Then I remembered everything vividly. We had lost! I was captured by the enemy who dumped me in prison, wanting to know my parents’ whereabouts. Didn’t he know I was born an orphan with no clue who my parents were? I remembered the way he had a sudden change of heart and rescued me from his prison, fed me, and tended to my wounds. I had seen the remorse in his eyes earlier. Was the creature bipolar or what? As if he wasn’t responsible for what I had to go through! It was so difficult to understand him and his motives. I didn’t want to stay here to find out. I would surely escape before he throws me back into the dungeons. The door creaked open, and I instantly knew who it wa
Zephyrus’ POV: I turned towards Lena when her breathing normalized. I knew she had fallen asleep from the trauma she went through. It was my fault totally, and I felt guilty. I didn’t want to force her into submission, but every time she tried to escape, something snapped inside me. I couldn’t control the anger spiraling within me. Why couldn’t she just acknowledge the mate bond and surrender to me? Wasn’t that how this mate thing worked? Then how was it so different for me? And I thought I was a blessed wolf! The more I watched her, the wish to mark her, and claim her, drove me crazy. It took all my power to restrain my urges around her. She was the most beautiful female I had ever laid eyes on, yet she was unaware of the power she wielded over me. It was strange since I was immune to seduction. Only extreme physical needs drove me to seek no-strings-attached pleasures. But that was years ago, much before the battle had started in Aromania. Ever since I have been busy saving my ki
Lena’s POV:I gaped at Zephyrus, his words sinking inside my head slowly. So, he knew my mother! “How do you know that? Do you know her?” He frowned in silence as he fried the eggs. “Yes. Your mark is identical to the one on Syble’s forehead. She was Beta Michael Tremblay’s wife when my father was the Alpha of the Luceres Pack. When I saw your mark, I knew who you were.” His mood had soured, as if it was something new, and he avoided looking at me. Now I knew the answer to my question. So that was how he knew my identity!I was glad I was a Lucerian and not a member of the Whiteridge Pack. Even after knowing my identity, I wanted to know more about my parents. Now I wanted answers to the other questions which remained unanswered. Where were my parents now? Were they killed in the battle, too? “I don’t know them, Zephyrus. Please, can you believe me?” I held his gaze for a second, begging him to believe me. At that moment, his acceptance meant a lot to me. I somehow wanted him to end
Zephyrus’ POV:As I drove over the smooth snow-covered terrain to the pack house, I had a strange feeling of dread shrouding my mind. I could feel the restlessness Lena was going through. Would she defy me despite my threat? I couldn’t take the risk. I immediately connected with Stavros. “Stav, can you arrange for some clothes for Lena?” “Yes, but that might take some time. The stores don’t open so early, Zeph!” I shook my head vehemently. I didn’t have so much time. Would she escape in my shirt? No, I didn’t want anyone else to see her in that! “No, borrow some clothes from someone and get them delivered to my house. Ask someone to bring Lena over to the pack house once she’s ready.”“Fine. I’ll do that.” I disconnected the link and drove on. I would never have left her alone if the meetings weren’t so important. Surely she would know I marked her so she couldn’t go far. I reached the pack house, where I found Leandros and Stavros waiting for me. “Ready? Have the investors arrive