Four Years later
A knock sounded on the door.
“Xav! Who is it?” I yelled from the kitchen.
“Coming.” He yelled back from the stairs and ran to open the door.
I could hear some muffled dialogue but apart from that I couldn’t make out who it was. Oh, right. It should be Mrs. Paul, she said she wanted some recipes from me and she would visit us in the afternoon.
Wiping my hands on the kitchen towel, I walked towards the door. “Is it Mrs. Pau—”
Words got stuck in my throat.
It was him.
Lucas Klein in flesh, at my doorstep.
“What the hell are you doing here?” I barked and Xavier held me back before I could kill him.
“I–I just wanted to talk to you.”
Wow, Lucas Klein and stuttering. I never thought that I would get to see the day where I would see the mighty and proud Alpha stuttering. Hell, I didn’t even think that he would want to see me after all that he said and did to me.
“Then talk. Why are you here?” I folded my hands in front of my chest and his gaze fell onto my boobs.
“Eyes up here mister.” I snapped my fingers.
“Can we talk in private?” He asked.
“You can say whatever you want in front of Xavier. And get done with it soon, I don’t have all day with me waiting for you to open your mouth.” I held Xavier’s hands as he was about to leave. I assured him with my eyes asking him to stay with me and he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into him. I sank into his embrace as he kissed my forehead in comfort.
But it seemed like someone didn’t like this affection. He clenched his fists and stared at Xavier’s hands on my waist.
“Do you want to talk or are you simply going to stare?” That brought him out of his reverie and his gaze returned to my face.
“Can we go inside?” He asked. I wanted to laugh at him.
“Yes.”
“No.”
Xavier and I simultaneously answered. I glared at him and he pouted cutely. Rolling my eyes at his antics, I returned my attention back onto Lucas.
“I am not allowing you into our home. Whatever it is, talk here and get out.” He nodded and ran his hands through his hairs.
“I want you to come back home. Come back to our pack.” He spoke and I went still. Xavier’s arm around my waist was the only source of comfort for me that was preventing me from having a panic attack.
“Are you out of your senses? Do you even know what you are asking for? And what makes you even think that I would come back just because you asked me to.”
“Ari, I am sorry for whatever happened. I apologize sincerely. If I wish–” I showed him my palm and cut him off.
“Ari? Who the hell are you to call me that? I am Mrs. Reynolds for you and that is the only way you will address me.”
“Mrs?” He stuttered.
“Is there a problem?” He shook his head in a no and I heaved a breath of sigh. “There is a problem back at the pack and we need your help.”
“What kind of problem and how will a pathetic, naive and foolish person like me be of any help to you and your pack?”
“Aria–Mrs. Reynolds.” He corrected his words. “I am sorry for that day. If I could go back and relive that day, I would have never done something like that. I regret what I did to you that day.
I am –”
“Save your sorry and apologies for someone. Even if you would go back in time, you would try to be even meaner and harsh.”
“It's not like that. I am being honest. I cannot even imagine what you would have gone through and I regret it everyday.”
“What’s the problem?” He can save his sorry ass for someone else. I would never forgive him at all.
“We are being attacked by a group of Vampires. They have been destroying our homes and killing our pups. We have tried everything to stop them but all we are left with is a sacrifice to the Moon Goddess.”
“What do I have to do about it?”
“Only a true Luna and Alpha can do this and invoke the Goddess. Else, this sacrifice is futile.”
“Oh! I get it now. That mate of yours is no longer useful to you now. So you want me now. What else do you want from me? My life? My peace? Sex?”
“Ari.” Xavier rubbed my arm, calming me down. “It’s not good for your health, baby. Calm down.”
“Can you believe this man Xavier? After everything, he wants me. Why? Because his pack is in danger and his reputation is at stake. Tell me something, if this situation had not come up, would you even remember that I exist or like the past years you would have lived your life happily wishing that I died?”
“Ari, I would never wish something like that for you. I never intended to do what I did to you.”
“Yet you hurt me and left me alone to suffer. You know how painful the pain of rejection is yet you decided to inflict it on me.”
“Ariana” I glared at him. “Mrs. Reynolds,” He corrected himself. “Your father and your brother, Augustus' son, were killed by the vampires. I tried my best to protect my people, but I failed as an alpha. Things look very scary back there and I didn’t want that to happen to anyone again. But the sacrifice needed you, else, I would never trouble you with my problems and worries. All these years, all I did was think about you. But after what I did, I realized that you deserve someone much better than me, someone who chose you.” He looked at Xavier and then back at me.
“I need some time to think about this.”
“Sure. But please think about it once.” I nodded and shut the door on his face not caring how rude or harsh my behavior was. He deserved it and he was going to get it.
I turned around and faced Xavier who was looking at me with a different emotion.
“Don’t worry. I am not going to leave you for him.” I patted his chest and walked into the kitchen to finish baking those cookies.
“I know you won’t but I am also certain that he has a powerful influence on you. I just–” JHe raised his hands trying to put words for his fear.
There are levels of torture, hurt, agony and worry. And one of the highest is betrayal. The vampires acted as if they were the most polished and well-established members of the community, and their sacrifice, as they proclaimed, to please their other higher-rank members, seemed like a façade. The fear of being eaten alive and defeated at the end, seemed to creep a sense of fear in them.I’d seen them on the battlefield—some of them elegant and merciless, others wild and untamed. But today… today something was off. Not all of them were fighting with their usual fervor. Not all of them looked like they even wanted to be there.At first, I thought it was my imagination—wishful thinking. After all, I was exhausted, drained, and fraying at every edge. Ariana was still recovering, barely alive, being tended by Shane and the other healers behind the lines. But then I saw it again. A vampire with ash-blonde hair stood over one of our injured warriors. He raised his clawed hand… and paused. Ju
The pain was dull now — not sharp like it had been yesterday. Not the searing kind that made my body jerk or my mind scream. This pain was deeper. Softer. The kind that makes you float somewhere between sleep and sorrow, somewhere between memory and madness.I was healing. Shane said I would live.But I wasn’t sure that I wanted to.I lay still in the tent, the air heavy with smoke and antiseptic, with the rustle of bandages and whispers of broken warriors. I could hear Lucas barking orders outside, his voice rough with exhaustion. Aurora’s name clung to my throat like a prayer I couldn’t whisper. My body wouldn’t move the way it should — not yet. My ribs were still cracked, muscles torn, and a part of me felt like it had been ripped away completely.
The world had turned red.It wasn't just the blood soaking the ground, or the flames licking the tree line. It was something deeper — a rage, a fury, a heartbreak that turned every breath into fire. The moment I saw him, my fists clenched so hard I thought they might shatter.Xavier.But this wasn’t the Xavier I had once known. No trace of humanity remained in his eyes. They glowed an unnatural crimson, and his skin looked like pale stone under moonlight. A dark mark curled across the side of his neck, pulsing like a living thing. He stood tall, cold, still — until the killing began.He didn’t pause. He didn’t hesitate.He moved like a weapon forged in vengeance.
The battlefield was soaked in blood. The scent of iron clung to the air, heavy and choking, and I could taste it with every breath. My muscles ached, my wolf growled beneath my skin, but I couldn’t shift again—not yet. Not while we were surrounded by wounded warriors and smoke.We had won that day. Barely.But victory didn’t taste like glory. It tasted like ash.I was limping through the battlefield, checking for the fallen, calling out names I didn’t want to forget, when I heard it.A scream.Not just any scream. Hers.“Ariana!”It tore out of me before I realized I was running. I shoved past fighters, jumped over collapsed tents, stumbled through pools of blood and bodies—living and dead. I didn’t know who was still standing. I didn’t care. I needed to get to her.When I found her, I couldn’t breathe.She was on the ground, curled around her stomach, blood soaking through her armor. Her wolf—Saya—was already retreating beneath her skin, the shift collapsing from pain or fear. Her eye
The battlefield was chaotic.Blood soaked into the dirt beneath my feet. Screams echoed across the field—wolf, vampire, even human. The stench of ash and iron burned in my nose. I moved like instinct, blade in hand, lungs heaving, every limb screaming from the weight of war.We had won the morning, barely. But they came again—angrier, faster, crueler. This time with spells that tore the earth, that turned the sky the color of fire. They didn’t care about victory. They wanted devastation.And I gave them hell.One vampire came at me, fangs bared, black claws flashing. I ducked, drove my blade through his ribs, twisted hard. He crumpled with a shriek, melting into ash.A second one lunged at my back—I barely turned in time to block. His claws sliced across my forearm, tearing through skin. I gritted my teeth, ignoring the pain, and slammed my elbow into his face.More came. There was no end.At some point, I lost track of where Ariana was. Or Jake. I was just moving—killing, blocking, ga
The battlefield wasn’t quiet tonight. Not like before.It hummed — with the steady breath of wolves, hundreds of us lined up in formation, claws half-sunk into the soil, waiting. The scent of iron and ash clung to the air. Fires glowed in the distance — torches lit by the allied packs, forming a wall of flame behind us, a symbol of the unity we’d forged.For the first time in weeks, I didn’t feel the pit of dread. We weren’t just defending anymore.We were fighting back.The packs had answered our call. One by one, they’d arrived — warriors from the North, rogues from the East who bore no crest but stood beside us like blood kin, and older packs from the South whose leaders hadn’t stepped into war in decades. And when they’d seen Ariana — fierce, strong, her rare white wolf radiating something unspoken — they had pledged more than just warriors.They had pledged hope.I stood near the front, just behind the first defensive line. Ariana was beside me, human still, but already alert — h
Dawn hadn't broken yet, but the sky was already stirring — a bruised shade of purple and blue, streaked with pale wisps of light. The kind of sky that made you forget, just for a moment, that the world was on the brink of chaos.But there was no forgetting today.The camp was quiet in a way that didn't feel peaceful. It felt heavy. Thick. Like every breath was a reminder of what we were about to do… or lose.I stood at the edge of the barracks, Ryan strapped gently to my chest, his tiny heartbeat thudding against mine like a drum far too innocent for this kind of morning. Aurora clung to my side, her little hand tangled in the hem of my coat. She wasn’t speaking much these days. She just watched. Understood things she shouldn’t have to.Around me, people moved in silence.Warriors checked their packs one last time. Mothers knelt beside sleeping children, brushing their hair away from their faces, pressing kisses to foreheads as though trying to memorize the feel of them. Mates clung t
The moonlight was different tonight.Even with the weight of fatigue pulling at my bones, sleep didn’t come easy. Ryan stirred beside me, his small chest rising and falling with a rhythm that used to soothe me. Not tonight. Tonight, everything felt... off.Lucas had left the tent a few hours ago — another emergency meeting, another report, another piece of the puzzle falling into place, but not fast enough. I stayed behind with the children, trying to cling to whatever peace I could still grasp.But when I finally did close my eyes, I was no longer in the safety of our camp.I stood in a field of ash.The sky was black — not night-black, but stained, unnatural, like ink spilt across a canvas. No stars, no mo
Weapons don’t think. They execute. And that’s all I am now.The night air was thin at the mountain’s edge, sharp like a blade, but it didn’t cut me. Not anymore. My skin had long since grown numb to the cold — and to everything else. Below, the wolves burned their torches and sharpened their blades, clinging to hope like it meant something. Like it could save them. It wouldn’t.Behind me, the vampire commander hissed orders. His voice scratched at my ears, but I didn’t bother to listen. I already knew what needed to be done. “Xavier,” he called, stepping closer. “You will lead the eastern flank. Break their line. Go for the Alpha first.” I gave a silent nod. No resistance. No emotion. He didn’t deserve words.I didn’t speak unless necessar