LOGIN"I didn't marry you because I wanted a wife, Elara, and I certainly didn't marry you because I loved you. I married you because the elders told me that children born of fated mates are the strongest, and I needed that power for my lineage. It was a genetic transaction, nothing more, and you were just the most convenient vessel available at the time," he said, and his words felt like physical blows. I felt the tears stinging my eyes, and I pulled the pregnancy test out of my pocket, but my fingers were shaking so much I almost dropped it. "I’m pregnant, Silas. I came here to tell you that we’re having a baby." "So you finally did your job," Silas said, his voice completely devoid of any warmth or joy. "That’s fine, you’ll carry the heir, and the pack doctors will look after you, but don't think for a second that this changes your status. You are an orphaned rogue with no standing, and you are utterly unworthy of being a Luna, so don't get any ideas about sitting on a throne next to me." ******* Three years of marriage to Alpha Silas Blackwood were a living nightmare for Elara. As an orphaned rogue, she was treated as a servant in her own home, a ‘vessel’, married only for the superior power of a fated-mate heir. The night she finally discovered she was pregnant, Silas shattered her heart for the last time, publicly humiliating her in front of his ex-girlfriend and his pack. But a near-fatal car crash changes everything.
View MoreSilas’s pov“I expected nothing less,” Nadia replied before ending the call.The convoy continued along the narrow road, leaving the familiar Blackwood boundary markers behind as the trees thickened around us. Gideon guided the driver toward a secluded property set back from the main route, where an old house stood behind a stone wall and a rusted gate. There were no visible guards, no fresh tracks leading toward the entrance, and no sign that anyone had approached the property recently, although I knew appearances could be misleading.I ordered our escort to secure the perimeter before allowing Gideon to lead us to the front door. The man who answered was older than I had expected, with silver hair, a deeply lined face, and a gaze that moved from Gideon to me before settling on Elara. He did not invite us inside, and when Gideon explained why we had come, the former records officer’s expression hardened.“I told Rowan I would not become part of another council
Silas’s povBy the time we left Gideon’s residence, the sky had darkened into a heavy gray that threatened rain, and the injured legal representative had been settled in the rear of our vehicle with a healer beside him. Elara sat across from me, holding the sealed packet on her lap while the convoy moved away from the property, and I could tell from the way she watched the road that she was already considering what she would do if the witness refused to speak.I had spent years assuming that the Blackwood name gave me control over every problem within my territory, yet the investigation had shown me how little authority meant when someone could manipulate the records beneath it. The people responsible had used the habits of a functioning administration as camouflage, trusting that no Alpha would question an old seal, a missing signature, or a procedure that appeared to have been approved by the man who raised him.“Gideon said the witness could identify the person w
Silas’s povThat distinction was inconvenient, but it was also the first honest answer we had received in days. The evidence pointed toward a respected senior Blackwood official who had possessed the access required to enter the restricted corridor on the night Rowan disappeared. Yet the missing exit record and the second credential used afterward could still indicate that someone else had exploited the same access.Elara moved closer to the desk, studying the authorization as though the truth might reveal itself if she refused to look away. “If Rowan found the altered version, why did he need Gideon? He already knew someone had changed the record.”“Because he could see the alteration but could not prove which version had been approved first,” Gideon answered. “The council archive preserved the altered copy, while the original was removed from the official register. I told him I might know where a witness had gone, but I could not give him a name until I was certai
Silas Pov: The masked intruder crossed the threshold with a blade raised, and I tightened my grip around Elara’s hand as I moved between her and the attacker, refusing to let the chaos inside Gideon Vale’s study reach her. The room smelled of smoke, splintered wood, and fresh blood, while the sounds of fighting from the corridor suggested that the men who had followed us here had planned their entrance carefully enough to divide our attention before taking what they had come for.“Get behind me,” I ordered, keeping my eyes on the stranger’s weapon.Elara’s fingers tightened around mine, but she did not retreat immediately. “Gideon has the packet, and those men know it. If they take him, we lose the only person who can explain what happened to my identity.”“I am aware of that, Elara, which is why I need you to move before someone gets close enough to hurt you.”The fear in my voice was apparently more convincing than the command, because she finally stepped
Elara~I woke up the next morning with this weird ache in my back that made me shift around on the bed a couple times before I gave up and just sat there staring at the bare walls. The room felt different without all that old stuff from before. My hand went to my stomach again without thinking, and
POV: SilasI stood at the head of the long dining table and watched the seats fill up with my high-ranking warriors and their mates, but my mind wasn't on the border reports or the upcoming hunt because I couldn't stop thinking about the way Elara had looked at me in her bedroom.I expected her to
POV: ElaraI was sitting by the window in my newly emptied room when a sharp knock sounded at the door, and before I could even tell the person to come in, the handle turned and a woman with perfectly styled hair and a smug grin stepped inside.I recognized her from the party, or at least from the
POV: ElaraThe car ride to the pack house was silent and uncomfortable, and I spent the entire time looking out the window at the passing trees because I didn't want to look at Silas, who was driving with a frustrated grip on the steering wheel.When we finally pulled up to a massive stone buildin












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