LOGINSerena's POV
"We're here to see Liliana Rosemary."
Even her name sounded gentle and sweet, it didn't match the conniving image that was her.
My mother-in-law grabbed my arm again leading me from the receptionist counter after we had been told where to find Lillian
My mate's mistress
It was such a putrid thought in my mind. When my mother-in-law Belinda wanted to drag me here my first instinct was to yell at her and command her to leave my presence with my lunar aura if I had to.
But morbid curiosity took over, I allowed her to drag me here while she swung the basket filled with sweets and treats.
Invisible shreds that tightened my chest kept coming when I saw it.
In all the years I have known her she has never done something so thoughtful for me.
Several times I had collapsed from the sheer weight of carrying the pack on my back, she had not so much as given me a generic get well card or even come to see me. In fact she would avoid me as if I carried some horrid contagious plague but when I recovered she was quick to load me back with work making a million excuses why she couldn't be there for me.
She saw me staring and tucked the basket away from my sight, muttering something under her breath.
We reached the wardroom and before entering she glanced back at me.
"Remember Serena's behavior , for now you are still Luna and you should act like it."
For now? I took a sharp breath saving my retort.
She walked in first, "Liliana!" She called out her name with a glee that had never been directed at me.
I came in after, she had Liliana wrapped in her arms and on the other side of the hospital bed was my mate Caden cautioning her.
"Reel it back, Mother, Liliana is still tired."
His mother pouted, "this is my first time meeting her, can't I show her my excitement?"
I was completely forgotten even as I stood in the middle of the room.
Humiliation that was already coursing through my veins intensified when she was the one to acknowledge me first.
"Luna Serena it's nice to finally meet you," her eyes perked with this wicked glint she quickly hid away afterwards, "I'm sorry, this isn't our first time meeting, is it?"
I marched forward, having enough of this disrespect.
I froze in my steps before Cadens stood between us, blocking my view completely but I had seen enough.
"Caden, that girl she-"
He grabbed my arm, herding me out of the ward room before I could finish my sentence. He finally stuck when we were in the waiting lounge and I yanked my arm away.
"Have you lost your mind?" I screamed, "that's a child!"
Under the harsh hospital lights I got a good look at the girl other than the scars I could see on her arms and some on her face. She looked too soft, edges that should have naturally sharpened on her body with age didn't, because she wasn't that age.
We were in our early thirties and he was messing around with a teenager.
His whole body went stiff, dragging his palm over his face like I was the one being impossible.
"She's not a child, she just turned 21," he said in full defense.
I had been running the pack finances for 3 years so the math clicked in my head immediately.
"She was 18 when you met her?" I said
He sighed; "Yes, eighteen and she's mature for a girl her age. She understands how the world works without being frigid and jaded like someone I know,"
His pointed comment hit me like a stab to the chest, all the feelings I had cried out last night were bubbling back up.
"Is that why you betrayed me?" My wolf was crying within me as I spoke, "is that why you threw away everything we had?"
As an Alpha's daughter I always knew that I was more of a pawn than a person, that one day I'd be shipped off to the man with the heaviest pockets.
I managed to dodge and escape for years but at 25 years old my father gave me a choice, either I was mated or disowned.
On my moon shifting anniversary he invited all the eligible bachelors, I wafted past them like a ghost waiting for the night to be over then I locked eyes with him
Caden Thornblood.
Tall, domineering and tactical.
He didn't throw himself all over me like the other men, confident that his energy was enough to reel me in.
He was right.
Before midnight he had me in bed, he was my first and it was a bit awkward but ultimately I chalked it as the best night of my life.
Until every other night became a variation of my first, the only difference was that it got worse.
More pain and less pleasure.
"Serena you are many things but you are not a fool surely you saw this coming, not only where you are incapable of giving me an heir but you couldn't even satisfy me in bed... "He took a deep breath looking directly into my now teary face as he continued.
"It's not like I jumped head first into an affair the moment I left, but Liliana was special I knew from the moment I rescued her from some enemy warriors." He took a long pause, "she is my mate Serena, my fated mate."
My jaw hit the floor, finding your fated mate was a rarity these days. Most people just settled on chosen mates.
I was gobsmacked, unable to and he saw that as an invitation to continue tearing my heart to shreds.
"I tried to resist her, I really did." He said that it was supposed to make me feel better.
"But it had been so long since I had been satisfied in bed. I thought I'd keep her with me to keep my morale up but it became something more," he let out a defeated sigh, "Serena, I'm in love with her.”
Serena’s POVIn the days that followed, the palace learned a different kind of quiet.Not the brittle peace that had settled after Kieran’s imprisonment, when too many questions still lived in sealed files and unfinished roads. This quiet was heavier and more honest. It had blood on the inner hall floor behind it, an empty bassinet in recent memory, and a truth large enough that neither kingdom could pretend the border still protected them from each other.Alaric and I made the decision together on the second night, with Elara asleep between us and the bond open in the dark.“We do not bury this,” I said. “Not again. Secrecy is what let the Final Watch grow into a strike team and what let someone older than Kieran work against the seal while every house watched the wrong threats.”“Agreed,” Alaric said. His hand rested over Elara’s back, a continuous confirmation that she was still present. “Honesty, then. Controlled, deliberate, and wide enough to deny the next faction the advantage
Serena’s POVVess was moved to deeper isolation under a combined guard of Obsidian blades and the matriarch’s loyalists. No one trusted a single chain of custody with a man who still believed murdering a child was a form of maintenance. Alaric gave the orders for the inner hall to be cleaned and the wounded tended, then turned the full weight of his attention toward the northern presence now standing inside our walls by necessity rather than invitation.The matriarch herself arrived before the next full day had burned out.She came with a smaller escort than her rank might have justified and with Elder Mirek already under restraint in the north, a fact Gale confirmed in a short private report before the formal meeting convened. The Final Watch had been cut hard at its command root. What remained were believers, scattered logistics, and the ideology Vess had spoken into our side chamber like a curse that expected to be thanked.We met in the private council room rather than the great h
Serena’s POVThe bar on the connecting door held for less than a minute before Liliana moved.“If he falls in that hall while we listen through wood, your daughter still dies the next time a quieter team arrives,” she said. She was already at the bar. “You can detain me after. Or you can use every blade still willing to keep the Final Watch away from that cradle.”Belinda looked at me. The captain of the escort hesitated between Alaric’s last order and the sound of steel on steel through the door. Elara shifted against my chest and made a small unbroken sound that decided more than any argument.“Open it,” I said. “Liliana goes out first under Belinda’s watch. The rest hold this room as the last fall back. If the hall is lost, this door seals again and does not open for anything except Alaric or Gale.”The bar lifted. The door swung into a hall that had already become a killing ground.Alaric was still on his feet at the center of it. Two of the Final Watch were down. A third was acti
Serena’s POVWe did not have the luxury of a full reckoning in the abandoned holding room.The horn from the upper inner hall sounded again, closer and more specific. Alaric issued orders in a continuous stream while one hand remained at my back, as if contact alone could keep Elara from disappearing a second time. Half the team peeled upward toward the contact call. The rest closed around us for the climb out of the servant levels. Liliana was placed between two guards without chains only because she still might be useful and because carrying a restrained prisoner through a live breach was a stupidity none of us had time to commit.“You will walk,” Alaric told her. “You will answer every question I put to you while we move. If you deviate one step from the line, the asylum conversation ends permanently.”“I already told you the part that matters,” Liliana said. She kept pace without struggling. “Final Watch team. Outer grounds after nightfall. Nursery pattern. I moved the child befor
Serena’s POVThe fortified wing became a machine of controlled panic.Orders moved faster than explanations. Teams poured into the opened wall spur with lamps and blades. The outer approaches of the palace sealed under secondary lockdown. Every nurse, guard, and servant who had held a shift near the nursery in the last day was pulled into questioning before fear could turn into rumor and rumor into a second failure. Alaric stood in the center of it like a fixed point of fury, the bond between us stretched so tight it hurt to breathe through. I remained beside the empty bassinet longer than anyone liked, as if the shape of the cloths might still reverse itself if I refused to look away.“No blood,” Gale’s second repeated for the third time as reports came up from the run. “No torn cloth on the first junction. No sign of a struggle beyond the initial lift. The guards were dropped with a contact toxin on the neck, precise and fast. Whoever entered knew the release sequence for the spur a
Serena’s POVThere was no time left for the northern court’s careful rituals.Alaric went to the matriarch while the rest of us prepared the horses. He did not ask for a full audience. He put the Final Watch’s independent strike in front of her as a fact already in motion and gave her the only choice that mattered. Help contain the faction at its source, or watch her blood laws become the banner under which a foreign heir was murdered. When he returned to the guest walk, the bond carried both fury and a thin, hard cooperation.“She will move against Mirek’s people inside these walls,” Alaric said. “Gale stays to help her cut the command lines and stop a second team from leaving. We ride for Obsidian now. If we wait for her court to finish purifying itself, we will arrive to a grave.”Gale accepted the assignment without argument. “I will send word if the northern routes can still intercept anything behind the first team. Do not slow for messages that do not change the road under your
Caden's pov I thought she would beg to stay. Yes. Lilliana still had to take the Luna Chambers to begin solidifying her position but I thought Serena would put up a fight, then I'd offer her the basement, a bit of dusting here and there and it would be fine. Instead she decided to be petty. St
Serena's POV Hearing your own mate talk about falling in love with another 'woman' was an out of body experience. But that was the last thing I needed to hear to completely dissolve the rest of my feelings. Instantly I was emptied of all the burning passion I had for him, and I dumped the ashes
"Pup, what pup?!" I roared from within, utterly inflamed eyes shifted between my mate and his mistress. Liliana's face scrunched with pain as she folded over Caden's thigh, in a single breath he scooped her from the bed like she was made of ice. "My moonlight..." He said looking into her face as
Serena's povI bathed myself in another cloud of lavender-his favorite scent. Today my mate, my alpha forever , was coming back home, draped in victory and merits. My wolf swelled with prideSmoothing over the little wrinkles on the bed, a smile played over my lips. For 3 years I have held up the







