«THIRD POV»"It's the rogues attacking us, Alpha," Orlen moved uneasily on his spot, his voice cutting through the silence in the air. A hushed murmur spread through the courtroom. Orlen’s words carried a heavy weight. The rogues were attacking them? An attack from the rogues was unexpected, especially now, when the pack was already dealing with enough trouble.Seated on his throne, Adrian stilled. His fingers, which had been tapping on the armrest, froze. His dark eyes narrowed. "The rogues?" "He repeated, almost as if testing the words. A second later, a faint chuckle escaped his lips. "Lusaka finally grew some backbone to challenge me?"His words dripped with mockery, but beneath the amusement, there was something more, something dangerous. Adrian’s aura flared, suffocating the air in the room. The warriors standing nearby stiffened, and even some of the elders and the pack members exchanged uneasy glances."The Dark Howl pack pack has no conflict with the rogues," Ryan pointe
«ADRIAN’S POV»When me and my men reached the pack border, the battlefield was filled with the sounds of clashing swords and painful cries. Blood stained the ground, and seas of dead bodies of warriors—both mine and the rogues—lay scattered everywhere. But I didn't care about any of it.I marched forward, my amber eyes cold, my body tense with anticipation. This was no ordinary battle. This was a challenge; one meant to mock me, to test me. And I would not stand for it! My fingertips clenched as I continued to walk forward, my steps slow but firm. I wasn’t here for a fight. I was here for the person leading this attack. The one who dared to challenge me.I wanted to see the face of the woman who dared to lead this war against me! As soon as my warriors and the rogues saw me, everything changed. The fighting stopped. The warriors lowered their weapons. The rogues backed away. Their eyes filled with unease. A heavy silence fell over. A deep, suffocating silence.I kept walking, my
«CLARA POV»Adrian stopped instantly on his track upon the hear of my voice, but he didn't turn back to look at me. The battlefield was a mess. Bodies of warriors—both rogues and Dark Howl pack members lay scattered across the blood-stained ground. The air smelled of sweat, blood, and death. The fight had gone on for hours and had been brutal, but I knew the truth. Adrian had the upper hand. His pack was stronger. His warriors were still plentiful and well-trained. If he had wanted to, he could have crushed us completely.So why?Why didn’t he fight me? But he didn’t.And that enraged me.I took a step forward, my chest rising and falling with deep, angry breaths. My eyes locked on hunched back as I shouted, “What’s the matter, Alpha Adrian?! Are you truly scared of me?”Adrian didn't turn and didn't show any sign of reaction. He remained steady, unaffected.That only fueled my bitterness.I wanted him to fight me. I wanted him to hate me enough to strike me down, to show me I wa
«ADRIAN POV»The Dark Howl Pack was quiet now. My warriors had pulled back, and the rogues had begun retreating as well. But I remained frozen in place in the building where I hid, I hadn't fully left, and my red eyes centered on Clara’s fading figure.My mate… my beautiful mate. I could have fought her. I could have taken her down. But I didn’t.Not because of guilt. Not because of pain.But because of what I smelled.It was faint, mixed with the the the stench of blood and cinnamon, but unmistakable.She was pregnant.I clenched my hands, my chest tightened painfully.Clara was pregnant with Pups.She was carrying someone else’s children.I couldn’t breathe for a moment. The realization hit me harder than any blow ever had.I had spent months drowning in regret, believing the Moon Goddess had punished me by taking my mate away. I had thought Clara was dead, and that I killed her.But she didn't die.She was alive. Thriving. She'd moved on. And now, she carried another man’s pups.
«CLARA POV»Everything is happening so fast.One moment, I am in the car, struggling to breathe through the sharp pain in my belly. The next, I am being wheeled into the Rogue Hospital, my vision blurring from the sweat dripping down my face. My body trembles uncontrollably.Pain rips through me, making it impossible to think clearly. My clothes cling to my skin, soaked in sweat.I barely notice the rogue nurses around me as they wheel me through the hospital wards. My stomach cramps painfully, and I let out a sharp cry, my hand gripping Brandon’s arm tightly.“Clara, just hold on a little longer,” Brandon says, his voice filled with worry.I want to answer him, but I can’t. The pain is too much. It feels like my body is being torn apart.Brandon bites his lips, and then he says with struggle, as if he can't bear to leave me alone, “I will be right back, Clara. I just need you to keep holding on.”Before I can muster a word, he is already marching out of the ward. The nurses bow and g
«CLARA POV»I don’t know how to process this.No, no. How could this be?How could it be that I have just given birth to Adrian’s child?Why is the Moon Goddess so cruel?How could I be pregnant for a man who shattered my heart, who left me to die without a second thought?My whole body trembles, my fingers tightening around the soft fur cloth wrapped around my son. My son… but not Lusaka’s.A sick feeling curls in my stomach.I have failed.I have made a deal with Lusaka—to give him an heir in exchange for my revenge. And now, I have broken that promise. I have brought another man’s child into this world, a child who shouldn’t even exist.I can’t keep him.I can’t keep this child, not when he is a reminder of everything I have lost. A reminder of the man who has cast me aside.A reminder of a love that should have died long ago.No.I still want revenge. I still want to see Adrian suffer the way he has made me suffer. I can’t let this child tie me to him.Taking a deep breath, I lift
«ADRIAN POV» I lock myself in my office for days, drowning in paperwork, trying to distract myself from the storm raging in my mind. But no matter how hard I work, I can’t escape the memory of seeing Clara again—standing before me, stronger than ever, leading an army of rogues against my pack. And then, the worst part. She is pregnant. With Lusaka’s pups. The thought sends a sharp pain through my chest. I tell myself I don’t care, that I have moved on too. But deep down, I feel… betrayed. Has she really loved me at all? Has she already known Lusaka before I banished her? Or has she run into his arms the moment she left? I hate these thoughts. I don’t want to believe she cheated on me when she was still my Luna. But the questions won’t stop. I clench my jaw and push those thoughts away. Now isn’t the time to dwell on the past. My pack is in danger. The calamity that started with Dark Howl is spreading fast, and the other packs—both neighboring and far away—ar
«ADRIAN POV» Alpha Bennet’s face pales. His body jerks back, and he staggers before crashing into his seat. His throat bobs as he gulps hard, his arrogance disappearing in an instant. The courtroom is silent for a moment. Then, like a pack of hungry wolves, the other Alphas pounce. “Alpha Adrian, Bennet is right. Clara should have been executed the moment she was found guilty of being the wolf cursed by the Moon Goddess!” one barks, slamming his fist on the table. “This is all your fault, Adrian!” another accuses, his voice harsh with anger. “You spared her, and now look at what she has become—the Queen of Rogues!” A murmur of agreement spreads across the room. I sit still, my face unreadable, my hands still clenched into fists beneath the table. I let them speak. I let them spew their rage. “She attacks our packs!” a deep voice roars. “She takes our land! Steals from our people! My warriors died at the hands of those damn rogues she commands!” “And if that wasn’t eno
«CLARA’s POV»Adrian didn’t say a word, he simply just held my hand. And, I didn’t stop him.I know I should have pulled away. I should’ve reminded him of the distance we needed. He has a Luna, and I have a husband. Plus, I also wanted to remind him of the cruel way he rejected me. But right now, none of that mattered. His hand was warm. It felt real. Steady. And a little broken, just like me.We kept walking.Past the building, past the gardens, then deeper into the woods.I didn’t know where he was taking me. I was quiet at first, but the farther we walked, the darker it got, and the more unsure I became.“Adrian…” I finally spoke up, glancing around at the tall trees and thick shadows. “Where are we going?”The alpha king didn’t stop walking. He didn’t look at me either but he let out a low laugh. “Now you're scared, huh? Don't worry, You’ll see,” he told me. “Just wait until we get there.”I frowned, unsure if I should be scared or curious. Maybe both. We kept going. The woods
«CLARA’s POV»I ran into the pack mansion, ignoring the way my heart thudded in my chest like it wanted to break free. My boots echoed loudly against the staircases, each step rushed, each breath tight.“Adrian!” I called, but no one answered. My voice bounced against the empty walls, hollow and small.Where was he?I ran down the hallway, pushing open doors, turning corners too fast. Panic clawed at my chest the more I searched. My eyes darted around wildly—everywhere I searched, he wasn’t there.“Where is he?” I muttered under my breath, stopping in the middle of the hallway. My hands flew to my hair, tugging at it in frustration. I didn’t even know what I would say when I found him—I just knew I had to find him.Defeated, I turned to head back and then… I slammed right into something solid.Fuck! My head hit it hard and I hissed in pain, stumbling backward.“Ugh! What the hell—”But my voice died in my throat.It wasn’t a wall, it was a chest. A broad, warm chest.I blinked, start
«THIRD POV»"Adrian, wait!” That was Clara’s voice, speaking to Adrian’s wolf. However, Magnus was already blinded by resentment, so much all he yearned for was to get his revenge on Marcus Wolf! Meanwhile, Marcus lay flat on the ground outside the hall, bleeding and barely breathing. His once-proud wolf form now looked weak, trembling and broken. Blood soaked into the dirt beneath him, and his fur was ripped in many places. “Haha, scared to kill me?” He growled lowly, his voice full of tease, but the sound held no strength.“I want to torture you so hard you'd beg for death before I kill you, Marcus…” Magnus stood tall above him. His body was huge, muscles stretched tight with rage. His eyes glowed gold, wild and burning with fury. His chest rose and fell heavily, breath coming in rough puffs. He wanted to kill. To end this. To rip Marcus apart just as Marcus had done to his father! He lowered his head, lips pulling back to reveal long, deadly teeth.One bite. That’s all it w
«THIRD POV»Marcus froze in place, his eyes growing wide with fear as Adrian walked into the hall. “T-this is impossible,” he stammered, voice shaking. He took a slow step back, like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.The other alphas standing beside him also started backing away. Their proud faces turned pale, and their bodies tensed as if danger had just entered the hall. Disbelief was written on their faces. Clara noticed their sudden change. Confused, she looked from one alpha to another. Why were they scared of Adrian so intensely? Could something have happened before they attacked the Dark Howl pack? Something she didn’t know yet… Andromeda, who always looked calm and full of control, suddenly snapped. “This can’t happen!” she shouted, her eyes sharp with anger and shock as she rushed toward Adrian. “How did you get out of the silver chains?!” Clara gasped loudly, her eyes jumping to Adrian. “Silver chains?” she whispered to herself in disbelief. Fear and then wor
«CLARA’S POV»The hall was growing heavy with silence.“I don’t have to explain anything to you!” Jasmine snapped, standing tall again. Then I caught her hand twitched toward her knife. BANG. My bullet tore through her shoulder before she could move. She screamed, collapsing against the wall. "YOU CRAZY—""Next one goes between your eyes," I said calmly. "Talk." Lusaka eyess widened in realization and he stormed forward, his claws out. "Who else knew?" Jasmine's bloody grin was answer enough. "Too late." Shit. We'd walked right into a trap! Before I could reply, another voice entered the hall.“Well, well, well…”Magnus.He walked in with slow, confident steps like he owned the world. His hands behind his back like a man going for a leisure stroll. Behind him, more footsteps followed. Heavy boots. I felt the ground vibrate as they came closer.The rest of the Alphas walked in after him, one by one, their pack warriors surrounding us from all sides.Alpha Cyrus from the Nor
«CLARA’S POV»Night had fully fallen. The sky was dark like a giant black beast, spreading over everything.The air was cold and quiet. Every step we took was careful. Silent. The leaves under our feet barely made a sound.We had moved deep into the woods until we finally reached the Dark Howl pack border."Wait." I raised my hand to stop everyone. We crouched behind the tall trees. Up ahead, I could see the patrolling guards. Ten of them, walking slowly, talking in low voices, not alert at all."Finish them." One command from me and I nodded at the small group of rogues I had sent ahead. They moved like shadows. Silent and Quick. One by one, they crept up behind the ten patrolling guards. One guard stood watch, yawning. He never felt the hand clamp over his mouth. Never saw the blade flash in the moonlight. A quick jerk—sharp and deep. His body sagged before he could make a sound. Another guard turned, sensing something wrong. Too late. A rogue was already behind him. One hand
«CLARA’S POV»The sun was still up in the sky yet the woods were too quiet. I stepped out of the last SUV, my boots crunching on dry leaves.We had stopped at a hidden spot not too far from Dark Howl Pack. The trees were thick here, and the wind moved in the opposite direction, keeping our scents covered. It was the safest place to camp before the fight. The area we camped in was a wide clearing covered in dry leaves. There were at least fifteen black SUVs parked around, some with their doors still open. Warriors were already scattered around the place. Some were sitting on stones and old tree trunks, eating packed food. Others were talking in low voices, trying to keep their spirits high. A few were checking their weapons. One was even telling jokes, and the others near him laughed, though it was easy to hear the tension beneath it.I walked beside Lusaka as we headed toward the center of the clearing. The moment the warriors saw us, they stood quickly and bowed. Even the ones who
«ADRIAN’S POV»The sound of clashing swords and sparring feet paused the moment I stepped onto the training grounds. Everyone stopped. Every head turned. I didn’t waste time.“Listen up!” I shouted, my voice echoing across the open field. “First person to tell me where Ryan really is gets promoted to head guard!”I know am no longer Alpha of the pack but that doesn't mean I have no power. Anyone who knew Adrian Blackwaters know he's ruthless and can be just as cruel. The silence stretched too long.Then a small voice from the back: "They took him to the cells." My blood went cold. I stepped forward, locking eyes with the female warrior who spoke. “Who did?”The female warrior stepped forward too, shaking but determined. "Marcus. Three nights ago. Said Ryan was a traitor." I didn’t wait for anything else.I ran.The prison cells were buried deep under the east wing. They smelled like old metal and dried blood. The walls dripped with damp, and the air felt heavy.I didn’t bother w
«ADRIAN’S POV»I drove back to Dark Howl Pack in silence.The road felt longer than before. My hands stayed tight on the wheel, my jaw locked the whole time. I didn’t want to think. I didn’t want to feel. Not right now.Driving through the forest, the trees blurring past my window. The closer I got to Pack, the heavier my chest felt. Finally, I reached the border and slowed down. The delta patrolling guards standing watch looked uneasy. Their eyes shifted between each other before landing on me. One of them even staggered back a little. I frowned but kept driving. Maybe they were just surprised to see me. I had been gone for days without notice.Still, something felt off.When I reached the packhouse, the feeling grew stronger. People stopped what they were doing. A group of young wolves training near the field all turned to look at me. I saw gasps. Some of them even bowed late like they didn’t expect me. My pack never acted like this before. Just silence and… worry.I gradually par