LOGINZain extended his hand towards Alia, inviting her to dance amidst the lively celebration. Meanwhile, Misty gracefully twirled on the dance floor with Hazel's dad and Ruben and Carol was lost in their own joyful moment. Dimitry leaned in, whispering into Hazel's ear, "He's getting pretty worked up over there."Hazel chuckled. "Let him be. I'm having a great time dancing with my best man." As the music played and the crowd danced around them, Wyatt's expression grew increasingly stern, shooting glances in Dimitry's direction. "Here, take your wife," Dimitry teased, noticing Wyatt's gaze."No, I think she's enjoying herself more with you," Wyatt retorted with a playful eye roll.Hazel smiled and settled back next to Wyatt. "Is someone getting jealous of me?" Wyatt shifted slightly, clearly intrigued. "Well, I do have a surprise for you." Hazel feigned nonchalance. "Oh? What is it?""Nothing much... just a night atop the mountain, under the open sky, just you and me," Wyatt hinted, trying
As the evening of the alpha's wedding arrived, the entire Blue Moon pack gathered in joyful anticipation. Wyatt, their esteemed leader, stood before the mirror, his reflection betraying the nervous excitement in his eyes. Zain approached with a warm smile, aiming to comfort his friend."How are you holding up, big brother?" Dimitry chimed in, sensing Wyatt's inner turmoil. Zain quickly intervened, "Dimitry, Misty's been looking for you." Dimitry excused himself and left them alone. Zain then walked over to Wyatt and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder."Hey brother, feeling a bit jittery?" Zain asked, his tone gentle and understanding. Wyatt nodded, a flicker of vulnerability crossing his face. "I never imagined a big bad alpha like me would feel this way," he admitted, his voice tinged with both amusement and apprehension.Zain chuckled softly, offering words of encouragement. "It's perfectly normal, Wyatt. This is a big moment, after all. You've got the entire pack behind you."
Wyatt paced outside the Intensive Care Unit, anxiously awaiting news about Hazel. When the doctor emerged, Wyatt's eyes reflected his worry."How is she?" he asked, his voice strained."She lost a significant amount of blood," the doctor replied, causing Wyatt's stress to deepen. "Will she be okay?" Wyatt pressed, his concern shifting to Hazel's well-being. "Yes, she's stable now," the doctor assured him."And my baby?" Wyatt inquired eagerly."They are doing well," the doctor responded, surprising Wyatt with unexpected news. "They?" Wyatt echoed, his heart racing with anticipation. "Yes, our Luna is pregnant with triplets," the doctor announced."What?" Wyatt exclaimed, overwhelmed with joy and disbelief."Yes, triplets, Alpha," the doctor confirmed.Wyatt couldn't contain his excitement, letting out a joyful shout."Serene, I'm going to be a father! Ruben, Dimitry!" Wyatt called out, sharing his happiness with everyone around him. Zain approached him, joining in the celebration of t
The charged air crackled with malevolent energy, swirling ominously around them, threatening to consume all in its path. Hazel's heart sank with despair, knowing she might not be able to save anyone, not even herself or her unborn child. Despite her Aurum powers, she felt powerless against Sybil's unknown weapon. Lost in hopelessness, Hazel closed her eyes, and amidst the chaos, she heard a familiar whisper calling her name. “Hazel, listen to my voice.” Her heart raced as she recognized the voice from her dreams. She didn’t need to think twice about who it was. “Mother.” Hazel whispered, turning towards the altar where her mother's body lay shrouded in white cloth, a conduit between the living and the dead. “Hazel, wake up your mate,” her mother's voice urged through the whispers. Hazel acted swiftly, gripping Wyatt's hand in hers as she pleaded, “Wyatt, wake up.” Sybil's mocking voice cut through the tension, her enchantments swirling around them. Moonlight filtered through a hal
Hazel's declaration seemed to trigger something in Wyatt. "What's happening to me?" he shrieked, struggling against the overwhelming urge to harm her. He desperately shook his head, trying to dispel the burning desire to end her life, but it was a fleeting moment. Amidst this struggle, Wyatt heard another voice echoing in his mind, commanding him mercilessly: "Kill Hazel, Kill Hazel." It was Sybil's voice, urging him toward violence. Wyatt's eyes darkened like a black hole, and he seized Hazel once more. Hazel, staring into his eyes, resigned herself to what she thought would be her final moments. Suddenly, Ruben intervened, striking Wyatt's head with a sharp object, rendering him unconscious and halting his violent actions. "Hazel," Ruben gently patted her back. "Are you okay?" Hazel coughed heavily, struggling to catch her breath. "Why didn't you tell us that you're carrying the heir of the Blue Moon Pack?" Ruben stressed. "If I had known, would you have allowed me to come here?"
"I need you to run for your life and find Dimitry before Wyatt or Sybil get to you. You have to find Dimitry and mark him. Do you understand?" Misty nodded, her mind fixed on locating her mate and claiming him as her own. She gently touched Hazel's wound, her hand trembling with concern, but quickly recoiled when a loud thud reverberated against the iron bars. The noise startled both Misty and Hazel, but for now, they were shielded behind the sturdy bars that Xerxes was fiercely shaking. "Wyatt!" The cry tore from Hazel's throat as she desperately called out for her mate, her emotions raw and urgent. Misty's hand tightened around Hazel's, her eyes wide with fear. The sight before her was terrifying. She had never learned to fight, and the menacing wolf on the other side of the bars was paralyzing her with dread. "Hazel!" Misty cried out, but before she could finish her words, Xerxes yanked the rod, creating a gap large enough for him to slip through into the cell. Hazel's instincts k
"Hazel kept mentioning these dreams she was having—a girl appearing in them," Wyatt said, unable to shake off his suspicions. He felt uncovering the truth behind Hazel's new identity was crucial. "It was actually me trying to communicate with her through those dreams. I knew she was the golden wol
"Hazel, what have you done?" he gasped, his fingers trembling as he grasped the knife in his chest. "It's not Hazel anymore," the voice said through her lips, a chilling smile playing across her face. With a sudden surge of desperation, Wyatt lunged forward, his hand wrapping around her neck. "Let
"I can't wait any longer," she murmured huskily into his ear. "Soon, my love," he replied as they rode through the winding valleys of the majestic mountains. "Where are we going?" Hazel rested her chin on his shoulder, her eyes twinkling with curiosity. "It's a surprise," he replied, feeling her
Hazel ran into the forest to escape the crowd. Despite her attempts to escape, Hazel could still hear the whispers of judgment surrounding her. Some called her crazy; others suggested she was afflicted by something demonic. "Make it stop!" she cried out as she plunged further into the woods, her







