Mag-log inSilas POV: “What do you mean by that, Nadia? Talk to me clearly. I hate it when people speak to me in riddles,” I said angrily.“Silas, that is all I know. I just know that the person involved is surely from my family because that’s what my father told me. But he did not tell me in detail what made him and your mother and your father become separated. I only know that every rogue who is brought to the pack bears a child. They are just used as breeding tools.”I looked at Elara, and she looked stunned by everything Nadia had said.My mother was just a breeding cow.I thought to myself, no wonder my father never let me know who she was.“Now I want all of you out of this study,” I said sternly.Elara looked at me sternly.“Silas, you can’t speak to me that way.”My eyes remained on her, and she trembled a little before looking at Martha.“Let’s go.”They walked out of the study.I stayed there for some time before stepping out. I locked the door and made my way back to my own study.I sa
Elara’s POV“What are you doing here, Elara?” Nadia asked in a crisp voice.“It doesn’t have anything to do with you, Nadia, and I must not tell you what I’m doing here.” I looked at her. “And fuck it, do you have anything to do with Rowan’s murder?”“Elara, I don’t have anything to do with Rowan. I have said it once before, and I’ll say it again: I don’t have anything to do with it.”“You have something to do with it, Nadia. There’s more to it than meets the eye. You know something we don’t know, and you’re hiding it from us.”“Elara, I don’t know anything. Stop accusing me, Silas. Can’t you see she’s accusing me? Can’t you take a step from me?”“Nadia, do you know anything?” Silas asked.Nadia turned to him.“Silas, I don’t know anything. Why do you believe Elara? Have I ever—do I have the guts to do something like this to you?” Nadia said as she broke out in fake tears.“Nadia, stop this bullshit of lying. We know you have something to do with it. I know you know something, because
Chapter 28: Elara’s POVThe pack had been locked down, and Alpha Silas had ordered that no one should leave their rooms until everything was cleared.What the hell?Silas couldn’t keep me locked up.Who the hell did he think he was?I wasn’t staying locked in.“I am not staying locked in,” I said resolutely. “You better get out of my way. I’m going back to the study to look at the evidence.”I turned to Martha.“Let’s go.”Martha and I left the room and headed for the study, where we noticed Silas going through a file.Silas?“What is that?”Silas looked at me in shock.“Elara, I told you to stay back.”“Stay back? No, I can’t stay back. You can’t keep me locked and caged like you always do. I am no longer the old woman you know. You can’t talk to me anyhow, and you can’t—”“Elara, I’m not trying to keep you locked up. I’m trying to keep your child safe.”“Yes, you’re trying to keep your child safe, but not me. You’re trying to keep your child safe because of everything they’ve said,
Chapter 27:Silas POV: I went to Rowan’s study, personally checking everything and looking through the documents for anything concerning Elara. To my amazement, all of Elara’s files were missing, and everything concerning her had been removed, leaving only files containing her accident and birth records. This kept nagging at me because I couldn’t understand why someone would take only the documents concerning her. Which other pack was working against us to bring down our pack, and why use Rowan? He has always been against Elara, but what is his role in all this? They must be connected. “Make sure everywhere is locked down,” I said to my guards. “Yes, sir,” the guards responded before they scattered around and left Rowan’s study. I turned to another guard and said, “Go and tell Elara about the blood we found.” “Yes, Alpha. I’m on my way to tell Luna.” After he left, the thoughts continued to bother me. What was the connection? What was going on? What was happening, and
Elara’s POV:I stared at that particular page deeply; there is more to my accident and Rowan’s death than meets the eye. I closed the document and moved closer to Rowan’s body.“Elara, don't get too close,” Silas said to me. Ignoring his words, I moved closer and crouched down a little to look at where he was stabbed. The knife held just blood; his body did not pour out any blood where he was stabbed at all. It was as if the blood in him had been drained.“Silas, there is no blood,” I said. Silas moved closer and bent down to look at the body and where Rowan was stabbed.“Nobody, it's as if he has no blood in him, and his skin is turning pale,” he said, and I noticed his eyes had turned white, which is not supposed to happen for a werewolf.“There is more to this, Elara,” Silas said intently. Silas pulled out the dagger from Rowan's body, examining the shape of the dagger. “This is not from the pack; the person who committed this murder is an outsider.”I stayed silent as thoughts of
Elara Nobody moved. The entire courtyard was deathly silent under the cold moonlight, with Elder Rowan’s body lying motionless on the stone path. The metallic scent of blood hung heavy in the air. Shock gripped everyone like a vice. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the note pinned to his chest. THE TAINT REMEMBERS. The words felt personal. Cruel. Like a direct warning aimed at someone specific or maybe all of us. Beside me, Silas stepped forward first. His face had turned to stone. Cold. Controlled. The Alpha mask fully in place, hiding whatever storm raged beneath. “Clear the courtyard,” he ordered, voice low and dangerous. No one budged. His tone dropped even lower. “I said… clear the courtyard.” That snapped them into action. Warriors began pushing people back while staff members rushed inside. Whispers erupted instantly, spreading like wildfire through the crowd. Murder. Elder Rowan. The note. The Taint. I could already hear the rumors forming, growing darker by
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
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







