Betrayed by her best friend and rejected by her Alpha mate, King because of a set-up. Avery Frost left Silverpine Pack shamefully and heartbroken, but her worst nightmare came when she discovered that she was already carrying the Alpha's twins. She tried reaching out to the only man she had known, only to be rejected once more. Hurt deeply, she decided to keep the babies away from the Alpha and his entire pack. Five years later, fate throws Avery and King into the high-stakes world of business. Now, Avery was a successful entrepreneur and no longer the naive poor girl, the pack mistreated and better still, she had two beautiful children that meant the whole world to her. King wanted her back by all means but Avery was a strong-willed woman now and didn't know if she wanted to give her heart back to the man who destroyed it years ago. But when King found out that Avery had babies and worst of all that the twins were his, all hell broke loose and he swore to make Avery pay for every pain she caused him, threatening to take the twins from her. Now, Avery is forced to fight for her twins, her reputation and most especially for her heart.
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I knelt at the centre of the grand hall, surrounded by the esteemed members of the Silverpine pack. My gaze remained fixed on the ground, avoiding eye contact with anyone. Deep down, I wanted to meet King's eyes, for I believed he was the only one who would believe me, but they had kept me from him since last night. In this pack, they despised me, and no one would entertain the notion of my innocence, even if I pleaded otherwise. Beta Kristopher, who had never held much regard for me in this pack, rose and positioned himself before me. I had always been seen as unworthy of the Luna title. I was only but a mere rogue who was captured to come and serve as a slave, but I somehow became the Luna because King, my mate needed a Luna. The pack members had never truly accepted me, and today seemed to mark the end of my reign. I had fallen before I had the chance to rise. "It appears we are all present now," Kristopher announced, as Sammy, my closest friend, entered the hall. I breathed a sigh of relief. Sammy would speak the truth. She was my best friend and knew precisely what had transpired last night. But when I managed to shift my gaze towards Sammy, she avoided my eyes, her expression uncertain. A pang of doubt struck my heart, but I clung to my faith in Sammy. "We have all convened here today to witness the trial of Avery Frost, the sitting Luna of the Silverpine pack," Kristopher declared, his voice resolute. "The protocol is known to us all. Should she be found guilty, her Luna status shall be revoked, and she will face isolation from the pack." His gaze swept across the assembly before settling on me. "Avery, do you swear by the goddess to speak the truth and nothing but the truth?" Only then did I dare to raise my eyes to meet his, as tradition demanded that we maintain eye contact with our persecutor while taking the oath. I had sat among these very people in this room before. I had passed judgment on others here, imposed sentences, and exiled individuals from this room. Now, the tables had turned, and I found myself in the accused's position. The only difference was that I was not guilty of the crime levied against me, even though I couldn't prove it myself. My mind was still reeling from everything that had happened in a few hours. "I do," I replied, striving to keep my voice unwavering. In the corner, I heard my mother's muffled sobs. She knew I would never commit the crime they accused me of. I could never bring harm to Alpha King like that. "And how do you plead?" Kristopher inquired. My gaze drifted across the room, seeking solace in familiar faces. I looked at Sammy, her expression was unreadable; at my mother, her eyes were brimming with tears; and then at King. His jaw was clenched, and his expression was one of fury, as if he would have torn me apart if he stood in Kristopher's place. A tense silence gripped the room, with everyone eagerly awaiting my response. "Not guilty," I declared firmly. HOW IT ALL BEGAN ~Two days ago~ It had been two months since I officially became the Luna of the Silverpine pack. The position had not only taken a toll on me physically but also mentally. I had no royal lineage; I was not an Alpha's daughter, and I didn't even belong to this pack. Fate had taken an unexpected turn when my mother and I fled our former pack, embracing a rogue life. We were eventually captured by Silverpine warriors and brought back here, only for me to discover that I was fated to be their Alpha's mate. Alpha King Thornwood had been in a relationship with Regina, the daughter of the Alpha from a neighbouring pack. I wouldn't have agreed to become King's mate if Regina hadn't given her approval. She believed that our union would strengthen King's wolf, and the pack desperately needed a mate and Luna for their Alpha. It seemed as though fate had brought my mother and me here at precisely the right moment. However, King and I were strangers to each other. We hadn't yet established a connection, whereas he had known Regina his entire life and was accustomed to her presence. He didn't prevent her from visiting the pack house, but he assured me that there was nothing romantic between them. But I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness and jealousy each time I saw them together, as I had fallen in love with King the moment I laid eyes on him. It seemed as though King didn't want me but wanted me at the same time, just to keep his wolf strong. He wasn't harsh to me, but he wasn't giving me the attention either. He would spend the entire day out and come back home exhausted. We barely spoke to each other, except a few necessary words and our frequent meeting place was the dining table. I was undergoing the hectic torture of transforming into a perfect Luna. According to Luna Delores, King's mother, I was uncultured and needed refinement. I underwent training on combat skills befitting a Luna, I also learnt how to be submissive to my Alpha, how to support my Alpha, and how to speak to the pack. It was all hectic for me, coupled with the lack of attention from King. We didn't even share the same sleeping quarters. However, amidst the chaos of my new life, I found a friend in Sammy, a girl I met at the weaving centre. She appeared to be the only one in the pack who accepted me and showed me kindness. We grew closer with time, eventually becoming best friends. Sammy was spirited, often dubbing herself the black sheep of her family due to her love for parties and clubs. I had completed my college education before fleeing our former pack, and I too enjoyed the nightlife. Unfortunately, my duties as Luna didn't afford me the freedom to indulge in those activities. That night, I had just finished my evening bath and was prepared to retire for the night when a soft knock came at my door. Slightly puzzled, I approached the door, assuming it might be my mother or one of the servants. However, when I opened the door, there stood King. His presence caught me off guard, and he was gazing at me with unwavering intensity. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion as I met his steady gaze, unable to decipher the emotions in his eyes. "H-hi," I stammered, instinctively retreating a step as he advanced towards me. "Mine," he grumbled, reaching out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind my ear. A shiver coursed down my spine at the huskiness of his voice and the touch of his finger against my skin. I couldn't believe he had just claimed me as his. Since our mating, he had never touched me, nor had he visited my room. Yet here he stood. Thrilled by the sudden turn of events, I let him inside, and before I knew it, his lips were on mine, and he was claiming me in ways I had never imagined. That night, under the tender caress of King, I experienced a profound intimacy, surrendering my virginity to him, and he left his mark on me. I had never felt happier, and as I nestled into his arms, I drifted into a peaceful sleep for the first time in months. The next morning, I awoke to find King dressing to leave. When he realised, I was awake, he smiled and tenderly brushed away the hair that framed my face. I didn't want him to go; I wanted him to stay with me throughout the day. The thought of my lessons held no appeal; I wanted only King. "I'll be heading to a meeting now," he informed me. I responded with a shy nod, my heart sinking slightly that he was preparing to leave. His gaze trailed down my form. "Are you alright?" "Yes, I am," I replied. "I'll call the maidens to attend to you," he said before straightening up. Tall dark and handsome did not do him justice. King was so much more. He possessed a commanding presence that drew the attention of both men and women wherever he went— particularly the women. I drank in his appearance, utterly captivated. King was six feet three of sheer perfection with dark, flowing hair cascading to his shoulders, adding to his allure. His eyes were rich coffee brown, which I had seen darken with lust and passion, almost turning jet black last night. He had a straight, blade-like nose that complemented the striking angles of his handsome face, and his full wide lips were enticing. His squared jaw was adorned with stubble, making him a magnetic force of a man. "Goodbye, Avery," he said as he left. "Goodbye, King," I responded, watching him exit with a mixture of admiration and a longing that lingered in the air.~Avery~ I arrived at the restaurant a few minutes after noon, my heart racing, my stomach doing somersaults. What was I even thinking coming here? I told myself it was for closure, to put an end to this once and for all, but deep down, I knew I shouldn’t have agreed to meet Cassius without letting King or anyone know. I don’t know. Cassius had not done anything to me, but I had been wary of him since he told me about his feelings, and I felt he was hiding something from me. But it all could be my imagination too. But after the feeling of being watched which, I had been getting lately, I think I needed to hear what he had to say because he sounded pretty urgent on the phone. I parked my car, sat for a moment, and exhaled, mentally preparing myself. This meeting was going to be quick. In and out. That was what I promised myself. But a part of me kept telling me I had no business here, but curiosity is a dangerous thing. I had to know what Cassius wanted to say. The moment I
~Avery~ “I’m all ears,” I said, slipping off my apron, already bracing myself for the same tired story. Cassius always had something up his sleeve. “This isn’t something I can say over the phone. I need to see you.” I sighed, rolling my eyes even though he couldn’t see it. “Cassius, come on. You should know by now I’m over all this. I’ve got a lot on my plate.” “I swear, I won’t take up much of your time,” he insisted, his voice smooth like he was trying to charm his way out of detention. I hesitated, knowing this was probably a bad idea. “Fine, I’ll let King know and—" “No!” His response was so quick it nearly made me laugh. “He doesn’t need to know. I’m not going to bite, Avery. Just come alone. I’ll text you the address, and it’ll be in a public place. We need to meet as soon as possible.” Before I could fire back with some excuse, I caught sight of King heading toward the kitchen. “I’ll speak to you later,” I said, hanging up and slipping my phone back into my pocket j
~Avery~ King followed me into the kitchen like a man on a mission, clearly craving some alone time. We hadn’t had a moment to ourselves in days, not since that unsettling visit to Oliver’s cell. And boy, had things gotten complicated since then. Turns out, after some digging, we discovered that what Oliver said about King’s father was horrifyingly true. The man had been running a dirty side business beneath the surface, and King had been carrying around a false image of his father this whole time. As I stirred the food in the casserole, I felt King’s arms wrap around my waist, pulling me back into his chest. I couldn’t help but smile as I tilted my head to catch his scent, a mix of cedar and something distinctly him. Before I could even playfully protest, his lips were on mine, and it was clear he had been starving for this kiss, as though it had been an eternity since we had last been like this. But even in this moment, something felt off. I had that weird sensation of being
~Avery~ As King and I stepped into the prison, the air was thick with that unique scent of old concrete and metal, the kind that makes your skin crawl. The walls seemed to absorb every echo, like they were listening in on every secret. King’s hand tightened around mine, as if he was trying to reassure me, that I was safe with him beside me. “It’s crazy how the Steels have been the bane of our existence,” he muttered, his voice edged with irritation. It had been two whole days since Oliver Steel’s arrest, and we were just starting to breathe again. It felt like we had been holding our breath for weeks. Still, even with that small relief, the unspoken problems lingered, particularly the rogue wolves with those strange tattoos who had tried to take me at Alpha Cassius' ball. We still hadn’t tracked them down, but that was a nightmare for another day. Oliver had lost everything—his status, his rank, even his pack. The Wolf Council had stripped him bare. His beta was in charge for no
~King~ Kristopher pulled up in front of Alpha Oliver’s packhouse, with our warriors' cars trailing behind us. But the sight that greeted us was anything but expected. The Council police were already there, swarming the place like they were filming an episode of “Packhouse Cops.” I had given the Council a heads-up about Oliver, tossing in some evidence to spice things up, but I didn’t expect them to go full-on detective mode and ransack the place like it was a crime scene. I slid out of the car and swung the door open for Avery. Kristopher, Jane, and Axel followed, looking as confused as I felt. We had come to see Oliver get cuffed and carted off to the werewolf equivalent of Alcatraz, but it seemed we were in for more than just a simple arrest. One of the police officers, spotting our little ensemble, made his way over, looking all official. “Alpha King, Luna Avery, Beta Kristopher, Miss Jane, and Gamma Axel,” he greeted, nodding like he was about to hand out awards. “What’s
~King~ "Wakey, wakey, Mrs. CEO," I teased, grinning down at Avery, who was comfortably nestled in my arms, looking like she belonged there forever. She had returned to Silverpine last night, finally claiming her rightful place at Bells Empire. I couldn’t be prouder. But, of course, she was utterly exhausted from her grand takeover, so she pretty much collapsed into bed the second she got in. Me? I stayed up a little longer, just staring at her—because why sleep when you can marvel at perfection? Eventually, sleep caught up with me too, and I drifted off with her still in my arms. I had also filled her in on all the latest developments, including how we had involved the Council, thanks to Axel’s brilliant advice. The cherry on top? Oliver Steel, the guy behind those pesky threats, would be behind bars by tomorrow. Avery groaned, stretching like a lazy cat in the morning sun, before yawning and blinking up at me with a smile that could melt stone. I couldn’t resist leaning dow
~King~ I paced the length of our hideout like a caged tiger, my heart doing that annoying thing where it thumps against my ribs. My thoughts were spiralling, each one more anxiety-inducing than the last. What if these guys double-cross us? What if the plan goes south? And seriously, how long does it take to create a distraction and grab a stupid machine? Are they doing this in slow motion? And that wasn’t the only thing gnawing at my nerves tonight. One of my men had casually mentioned that Alpha Cassius had dropped by Avery’s company. Oh, just a little visit, no big deal. Yeah, right. I had called Avery, fishing for details, but she was a locked vault. Her explanation? Cassius had a meeting nearby and thought he would stop by to say hi. Sure, because he’s just that friendly. I didn’t buy it. Not for a second. Cassius doesn’t do ‘friendly visits,’ especially not to Blue Moon. There was definitely something fishy about his timing, and I wasn’t about to let it slide. If that slea
~Avery~ I won’t lie; when King left me here on my own, I felt like a lone soldier abandoned on the battlefield. The empty spaces seemed to echo with my uncertainty, and I had that sinking feeling of being all alone. But I knew I had to keep it together. I had to stand strong, for myself, if nothing else. Sure, I was torn between wanting to scream and curl up in a ball, but hey, one crisis at a time, right? I didn’t know how I was going to run this company from Silverpine if King and I got back together. I guess that was a bridge I would cross when I got there. For now, the mission was simple: reclaim my company from the clutches of Marcus and those conniving board members. Today was the day—the day I would finally take the reins as CEO, wresting control from Marcus’s slimy fingers. Walking down the lobby, I nodded back at the people who greeted me with varying degrees of enthusiasm. Some looked thrilled, others… not so much. Probably Marcus’s loyal minions. Whatever. As I neare
~King~ “How much more damage has that conniving witch done?” Kristopher snarled, his frustration practically vibrating through the room after I finished recounting the whole printer-and-ink drama in the library. If words could kill, we would be sweeping Regina’s ashes off the floor. “We need to tread lightly,” Axel cautioned, his voice calm but eyes sharp as ever. “If she so much as catches a whiff of our plan, she’ll make sure every shred of evidence vanishes faster than my patience during a boring meeting.” That little nugget of wisdom sent my heartbeat into overdrive. Knowing Regina, she probably already had the printer in the back of some getaway truck by now, laughing maniacally as she drove off into the sunset. I rubbed my forehead, praying that this wouldn’t turn into yet another colossal headache for us. Evidence—we needed it, and we needed it fast. “And we need to confirm it’s the right printer,” Axel added. “We can’t go off half-cocked. The serial number’s our ticket.”
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